The Court Is Now In Session

“You did not, however, I like to make it clear from the start when I meet a client such as yourself for the first time.” He locked his phone and slid it into his trouser pocket as he continued to sit on the edge of the bed and looked at the near naked man. “Yes, like if I let you rim me, you wouldn’t want to fuck me.” A laugh followed as he smirked to himself and leaned back onto his hand onto the bed before him. “The name is Alessio.” The bodyguard hummed as he lifted an eyebrow to the clients way. “You just going to stand there all day?”

“A client such as myself... You make it seem like you know me and we’ve only just met,” Alexander said with a soft tsk of his tongue, enjoying the repartee he was having with the other male. It was nice, really, to engage in such conversation. While he certainly enjoyed the sex that the Haus had to offer, he also enjoyed the company that could be given with the various men he could spend time with. And something told him that this one would be one he’d enjoy spending time with, even without the promise of orgasms. “Just because I would want something, it doesn’t mean I’d get it. I do respect my partners boundaries. Besides, when I was talking about rimming, I wasn’t talking about me rimming you,” he stated, only to chuckle as the other commented on his standing there. “Well, I’d get dressed, but my clothes have yet to be put away. That is the reason I had you called down here,” he reminded the other male, once again answering the male’s question of why he wanted him there.

Chance had gotten the call and was waiting patiently in the client’s room. He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders with a small smirk. “Not long.” His eyes took in the other man’s body and he tried not to stare. “I’m gonna assume you didn’t need me to help you take a shower.” He teased lightly.

“I’m sure we can find something for you to help me with,” the client said, looking at the much younger male with a smirk playing upon his lips. Oh, how he enjoyed twinks... He may have enjoyed all sorts of men, but twinks were the most fun to play with and he could already see this celebration of his arrival at the Haus - though that happened nearly every weekend - being phenomenal. “For instance, I might need help drying off. How about you take this towel and dry me? But careful... I feel any skin on skin contact, and I’ll punish you.”

Chase let his yes roam over the man’s nearly nude body, licking his lips at the water dripping over that sexy skin.  “Oh, your honor, I wouldn’t dream of appearing late in your court room,” he said, his lips quirking in a smirk.

It was hardly the first time that the judge had been with this particular staff member, but oh how he enjoyed it everytime. Despite the male having the appearance of someone that would ordinarily dominate, he was someone that enjoyed submitting and he did it so well... He was certainly one of Alexander’s favorites. “That’s because you know I deal out stiff sentences,” Alexander stated, moving to tie the towel around his waist so that he would not only air-dry, but tease the younger male further. “Though I would have thought a boy like you would want me to not go easy on you.”

Max had been asked to drop off some clothes for a client named Alexander Phillips. The note attached to the dry cleaning said to enter the suite and make sure Alexander got his items personally.

Max got to the room promptly and entered. He saw no one when he got inside but he heard the shower running so he assumed that the man was in the bathroom. Max popped a squat on one of the man’s chairs and held the dry cleaning in his lap. He was there for a few minutes before he heard the bathroom door open and Alexander stepped out. Max immediately popped up out of the chair. “No, sir. Just a couple minutes, I hope it’s okay I’m in here. The note said to just come in.”

Blue-grey eyes took in the male’s frame, drinking in the smaller - yet still sturdy - stature as he listened to his words. It wasn’t the first time he had requested a staff member to come to his room under false pretenses, but oh how he was glad with the choice presented to him this time. He was certainly cute, and he could imagine that those pouty lips would look beautiful around his cock. “Oh, its more than fine, really,” Alexander said as he walked closer, the water on his skin reflecting the light and causing his chiseled body to glisten as he did. “In fact, it’s better than fine... It shows that you can take orders well. I like that in a boy.”

“About damn time,” Adrian smirked looking the man up and down with hunger in his eyes. “Also, I haven’t cum just yet, but we’ll get to that.” he joked. “Not that long, but I get bored pretty easily.”

Oh, this one was going to be fun. The snark that came from his lips told the judge that the young boy was a brat, and he could already imagine all of the different scenarios in which he’d break him. “Well, we can’t have that, now can we?” the judge stated, tightening the towel around his waist as he walked closer to the staff member. “Maybe you should get undressed so I can make it up to you.” Of course, it wasn’t going to be that easy for the younger male, but the judge never claimed to be fair.

“Someone’s in a hurry to get to the good stuff,” Carter mused as he walked in the door, instantly turned on when the other mentioned his wife though.  If only she knew her hubbies dirty little secret, what he was doing when her back was turned, oh how fucking delicious this all was.

“I’ll make sure to give her the performance of a lifetime,” he wasted absolutely no time in getting to work setting up the camera that’d give them the best angle on the bed.  After all, even if he KNEW he wasn’t going to show his wife Carter still had a sneaking suspicion that he himself would rewatch (or at least he hoped he would).

Making sure the angle was just right Carter stepped back quite impressed with his work.  "I’m sure she could use a few pointers on how it’s done,“ he smirked as he leaned in to press the record button, soon after walking into the frame as he pulled his shirt up over his head revealing his tattoos in all their glory.  He walked towards the other, hand coming to brush over the others scruff on his cheek as Carter leaned in to brush their lips together - not a kiss, not yet, but enough to show he was interested in the judge initiating.

As much as Alexander may have enjoyed boys that knew their place and were compliant with his wishes, he loved men that weren’t afraid to challenge him or men that knew that they could still offer something despite being the submissive, and that was why he enjoyed Carter. He wasn’t overtly submissive and he had a fire to him that couldn’t be extinguished and while sometimes Alexander may not have been in the mood to deal with such a tongue, it certainly made dominating the man that much more interesting.

That was why, as Carter leaned in to let their lips graze - but not embrace - he knew that the younger male was teasing him, wanting to draw out his inner dominant... and it worked. Leaning forward, Alexander kissed Carter in a heated, but closed-mouthed, kiss as his hands moved to rest on the younger male’s sizable ass.

Alexei was well aware of staff protocol by now, thank you very much. And he was aware that, after being called by a client to a room, Alexei should probably be looking sexy, and… winking, or whatever the fuck people did.

Nah. Not his style. Instead, he was slouched easily against the headboard, fully dressed in jeans that had seen better days and an eye-rending Lisa Frank t-shirt, two drinks in his hands. “Nope,” he replied airily, offering one of the drinks. “I got drinks on your room tab. Hope you like whatever the fuck a British Bulldog is. It sounded good.”

For funsies, he did give the towel (and everything else) an appreciative once over. But then launched straight into, “So, you probably know my name, if you called me. But I like to demand information in return, you know how it is. You gonna sit, or what?”

Usually when he informed the receptionist to send up a staff member to his room, he was usually not disappointed and this time they didn’t fail either. Looking at the blond that sat on his bed, he could tell almost instantly that he was going to be the type that was going to make him work for his dominance, and that was exactly what Alexander looked forward to. “Oh, it’s certainly alright. I think I’ll enjoy drinking them,” Alexander stated, tying a knot on his towel to keep it from falling as he took a step towards the other. “But if you were wanting to drink them yourself, I’m afraid it’s not going to be that easy. You’ll have to earn it.”

Stopping just inches from the bed, the grey-haired male let his tongue move to wet his bottom lip in desire as he let his steely blue eyes drink in the other’s smaller stature. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid of a little hard work.”

“Um,” Jem furrowed his brows for a moment before patting around his pockets and pulling out a sheet of paper. “113? I think I don’t know. That could also be a random number on a sheet of paper in my pocket. I’ve never been good at keeping things straight.” He had to chuckle once he realized what he just said. “Sexually too apparently.” He murmured.

“Honestly, I’m about to just leave my bags here and get a drink.”

Blue-grey eyes could only watch the male as he scrambled for an answer, it being painfully obvious that this was his first time at the Haus... and maybe even indulging in his sexuality to begin with. That had the elder male all the more intrigued by the blue-eyed blond in front of him, and he gave a small chuckle as he moved to wrap a strong arm around the other’s shoulders. “Now that I can help with. The receptionist will see to it that your bags get delivered to your room, and I’ll make sure you get there safely once you’re properly lubricated,” the judge stated before he let one corner of his mouth quirk upwards. “I’m Alexander, by the way. Alexander Phillips, esquire, to be exact, but you can simply call me Alexander. Or sir. I have no qualms with that.”

“I’ll admit, I didn’t expect the invitation tonight of all nights.”  Joshua laughed, having gotten along decently with this client since he first showed up at the Haus.  He liked to make it a point to get to know everyone, after all it was their money that was keeping him in the lap of comfort, “I wasn’t too early was I?”  He cocked an eyebrow, pointing at the fact that he was hardly dressed.

There were a lot of men around the Haus that Alexander considered a friend, but the one he held in the highest regard was Joshua. While it may have been partially because the man was the son of the man that owned the very resort that became a second home to him, it was also because Joshua shared similar tastes as him and the two quickly bonded all those years ago. “Maybe just a little,” the older male said with a chuckle, moving to dry himself off despite the younger one being in the room. “But it’s okay. It just means you have more time to tell me more about the new arrivals. Anyone interesting?”

“Excuse me?” Raise of his left eyebrow followed, along with a chuckle as a hand went through his jet black hair. “I think you have mistaken me for one of those boys around here. I’m a bodyguard here, not one of your sex toys and I don’t bottom, so seems your off on both parts.” Alessio explained as he watched the client wrapping the towel around his waist. 

A rumble of a laugh left the judge as he listened to the male’s comment, pleased to see that his attitude matched his appearance - and, really, he didn’t mind that. He enjoyed the bite that came with the male’s gritty exterior. “I don’t believe I said anything about anyone bottoming, did I?” he countered. While it was true that the client was a top, there were other ways to enjoy sex with staff members that didn’t include penetration. And even if the other was a member of the haus’ security staff, he was still listed on the brochure and though staff members weren’t forced to partake in sexual acts with clients, they were strongly encouraged - regardless of their day-to-day task. “So it would seem that you’re the one who’s assumptions are off,” he stated, though there was a teasing hint to his tone as he let his blue-grey eyes rake across the other’s strong demeanor. “Now do I get a name or should I just call you Mr. Not A Sex Toy?”

Preston couldn’t help but laugh as the other spoke, “let’s just hope whatever you’re looking to have goes down as easily as this here bottle.”  Of course he knew e x a c t l y what the other was talking about and couldn’t help but let a smirk sneak across his face.  "I’m sure it does, because doesn’t everything around here?“  Not that it was ever a bad thing, "something tells me you’re asking for more than just my drink preferences…”  He cocked an eyebrow doing a quick scan of the man, “who’s to say I don’t like it all?”

Maverick suppressed a chuckle. Man, the ego on these assholes sometimes. He smirked, fists balling slightly as he stretched. “M'mm, it was a long night.” He nodded. “Does that mean I get pancakes from room service or should I excuse my ass to my room?”

“I think it’s safe to say you deserve pancakes,” the judge stated with a smile before he moved towards the phone. “You want anything else? You were a good sport last night... It’s the least I can offer.” While it was true that the judge certainly had an ego on him, he wasn’t the type that simply tossed his partners away. No, he took care of them and made sure they knew how grateful they were for their company - and their secrecy.

Alessio was glancing down at his phone as he sat on the clients bed when he heard the door opening and noticing the judge coming out with nothing but a towel. Most probably would stare and whatnot but it wasn’t something new for Alessio. Therefore, Alessio glanced back down to his phone as he spoke. “Lucky for you I have things on my phone to entertain me.” Alessio locked his phone and looked back to the judge. “So, what was it you wanted?”

Well, wasn’t this interesting? Normally when the client told the receptionist to bring a staff member to his room, he was usually brought twinks but this? This was something he certainly wasn’t going to argue against. And he could only smile at the man’s nonchalantness... That was okay. He actually didn’t mind having to work for his dominance. “Come on now... You seem like a smart man,” the judge stated, letting a grin tease his lips as he moved to tie a knot to his towel, preventing it from falling. “But before we do that, I could use help unpacking. Do a good enough job and there might be a rimjob in there for you.” With the man’s scruff? He could certainly handle being rimmed.

Aubrey was lying down on the bed–clients had the nicest beds, and they were even nicer when he wasn’t being fucked into the mattress–and he tilted his head slightly to look at Alexander. “Not too long, but I did catch a quick power nap so who knows how long I’ve been here.”

He got up on his elbows and smiled at the man. He wasn’t wearing much, just jeans and a hoodie with nothing underneath, but he still quipped, “you’re making me feel overdressed. Want to drop the towel and I can get out of these clothes?”

Over the course of his time at the Haus, Alexander was all but used to all the various types of men that flitted to the Haus. From the staff members to the other clients, he knew how to operate around them and this staff member in particular was no different. He had seen the young brunet plenty of times over his last few visits, and now that he was back... well, he knew that the slutty brunet that yearned for more was perfect for celebrating his arrival.

“Now now, Aubrey... You and I both know that you’ll have to earn the towel to drop,” he said, and as if to emphasis his point, he tied the towel to keep it from falling. “Instead you can strip, and I expect a full strip tease.”