Inspired by Art #2 ~ The Banquet (XXX)

Happy hump day friends!

Today I’m posting my 2nd installment of a story inspired by art. I gotta tell ya, I’m super excited about this one. First off, I’d like to make it very clear that this tale is m/m erotica. So if this genre is not your cup of tea, you may not enjoy this post. If you’re daring, go ahead and read on, but don’t blame me if you wake up one morning with an extreme urge to read about m/m action.  Just sayin’…

If you do, I have a slew of great authors to recommend. 😉

On the other hand, I really do hope the m/m erotica fans enjoy this. 🙂

Today’s featured art was created by Michael Breyette, a well-known artist and native of New York but now resides in Massachusetts. I absolutely love this man’s work and I’m sure this won’t be the last story inspired by his art.

This particular image, which you will see within the story, drew me in like a moth to a flame. Michael has a very impressive gallery, but this one had my muse like ooo-weee let’s write a story, which is another way of saying this piece enticed my naughty mind. I liked it so much, I titled story after the title of the drawing.

Check it out, and don’t forget to leave a comment to let me know what you thought of my short tale and Michael’s stunning artwork. 😉

The Banquet

He’d been teasing me all night, arousing me with his shy advances. If he weren’t so beautiful, it’d be easier to resist my attraction to him. Yet, here I stand, eye-fucking him from across the ballroom, wishing my cock was in his desirable mouth.

I turned away and sipped the over-sweetened fruit punch from the undersized plastic cup.

Mingling about in her glory, my socialite girlfriend, Susan, winked at me as she garnered the attention of the men surrounding her. Always the life of the party. She was lovely, both inside and out, and often acquired admirers everywhere she went.

I didn’t mind much. It was one of the reasons I adored her.

“Hey, Dave.”

When I turned toward the husky voice I nearly choked on the sip of punch I had just taken. Kick Roman. I didn’t think he’d have the gall to approach me since our flirtation had been indirect all night.

I cleared my throat and wiped at the drop of punch dribbling down my chin. “What’s up, Kick? Long time no see man.”

“Yeah, yeah, uh…can I talk to you for a moment in the empty banquet room next door?”

“Sure.” I searched out Susan and gestured with a nod that I’d be leaving for a moment.

On the dance floor, flitting from one guy to another, she blew me an air kiss.

Grinning, I caught it and tucked it in my pocket.

Kick had already disappeared into the banquet hall. He was anxious. So was I, but it would excite me even more to make him wait.

After ten minutes of loitering, I headed for the adjacent room. As soon as I opened the door I was yanked in and shoved up against the wall.

“You asshole!” A very naked Kick stood before me, his crystal blue eyes narrowed in frustration. “Took you long enough.”

“Well we’ve waited this long…” My gaze traveled down his muscled frame to his mighty erection. “What’s another ten minutes?”

“Fucking tease.” His hard body smashed into mine.

His kisses were hot and urgent, and his hands were everywhere, pulling at my clothes to get to my heated flesh. While he busied himself with unzipping my pants, I quickly unbuttoned my shirt.

If I didn’t remove it myself, he would rip it off and it would be terribly difficult to explain to Susan what happened to the two hundred dollar shirt she bought me for my birthday without getting bitch slapped.

Once he had me naked, he dropped to his knees and took my shaft in his mouth. As his lips slid along my length, his tongue caressed the throbbing blood vessels beneath the skin. Slow and steady. His heavy moans danced around my groin.

I fisted his hair and quickened the pace, thrusting my hips to the rhythm of the song coming from the party next door.

Rihanna’s melodious voice intensified the moment. We found love in a hopeless place… We found love in a hooope-leeess place…

A fluttering heat rose within the pit of my stomach and spewed out from my cock.

Kick groaned as I filled his mouth with my seed.

Licking his lips, he stood and lured me over to a table, which was draped in white cloth. He laid across it and pulled at my hips. “Can I taste that sweet ass?”

“Certainly, but you expect to do that on this table?”  I put a firm hand on it and tried to shake it. Surprisingly, it was pretty sturdy.

“Stop being a pussy and get up here.”

“Yes sir.” Shamelessly, I climbed onto the table and straddled his head.

His mouth found my puckered entrance and his tongue went to work. He slurped and probed me in humming satisfaction.

Bracing onto the edge of the table, I rolled my hips with the stroke of his eager oral member, being careful not to get too excited.

Moans rising, he latched onto my thighs and grinded his face against the crevice of my ass, greedily rimming me toward a climax.

My breath hitched. A searing wave of completion barreled through me. Hot cum shot out from my tip.

From the other side of the room, a gasping moan caught my attention.

I looked up and my heart stopped.

Susan stood by the door, her lower lip caught between her teeth and her hand buried between her thighs. “That was freaking hot.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Mm, I sense a threesome coming on. 😀 Stay tuned.

Thanks for reading!

5 responses to “Inspired by Art #2 ~ The Banquet (XXX)

  1. Damn, this story spoke to me in so many ways. It was hot because of the risk of being caught in a public place( and they were caught ), but I loved how both men could sense the desire in the other. Now, I don’t know what was in that punch Dave drank, but it must have been laced with some mystical joy juice, because that dude popped two loads in less than twenty minutes, hot-damn. By the way, before the night is over, I’ve got a feeling that Dave is going to get stroked by another member. If Kick is as Bi as Dave, Ms. Susan is in store for some serious fun.

  2. This was my first foray into m/m action and you did it well. The story was hot and well told. Thanks Benjamin for sending mer over.

  3. I loved it! I absolutely agree with Elicia and S.K.! All of my woman places are set to tingle! I feel like I’m on a slow burn and you just cranked up the heat!

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