The more you want the less you have [BxB]

Chapter 5 - Parting ways

Pete was standing in the shower, trying to get rid of his boner, yet nothing was helping; not even the coldest water and it was all because of that idiotic Vegas.

Vegas was the source of this issue that Pete needed to take care of really fast, because he was starting to be hungry and Macau came to knock on his bathroom door a few times already.

As Pete grabbed his shaft, he felt the pulsation inside, the pre-come dripping out only by the thought of Vegas and his lips on his pierced nipples. How the warm breath touched it, how his tongue licked it and let these wet spots on his body. Pete imagined how amazingly his lips would look around his dick. Would he be feeling the same pleasure if Vegas would suck on him?

Thoughts like this were running in Pete's mind wildly. Not realizing that his come was flushed by the water into the drain. Pete continued with strokes, they were firm and fast. The moment Pete came for the third time he realized that he needs Vegas to fuck him. He wants to calm the hunger inside him, he needs to quench the fire that burns inside him.

As Pete walked into the dining room he saw how Macau and Tay were eating already without waiting for him. "Finally you are here.. did you take care of the 'problem'?" Macau joked and Tay smacked his head. "Shut up and eat.. will you?"

Pete could hear his mom laughing. "Pete, sweetheart. You have found yourself a good friend. When can I meet the last one from the group? Vegas was his name?" Utter shock shaken Pete, he did not expect this low blow from his mom, but the moment they all started to laugh he knew that there was something off. "Did you see his face Tay? There is something definitely going on between those two.." Macau summed up. "Oh, come on, we should stop teasing him, he needs to have enough strength for the meeting."

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"Mr. Vegas, Pete is having a meeting in a restaurant near your house. Would you like me to go there and check it out?" A secretary appeared in the door frame of Vegas' office. "No need, I will have a meeting with my uncle and then I'll go there myself." Vegas hummed the answer and the secretary left. Vegas resumed his work, checking all the possibilities of cooperation with Pete's brand, yet there was nothing much as all they needed were suits.

"Why the fuck didnt I thought about it earlier?" The moment Vegas cursed at himself he grabbed his coat, laptop and left to meet his uncle.

"Hey uncle. How are you today?" The frown on his uncle's face was visible. "I have a great idea how to make sure that the popular designer will be ours." Vegas said proudly, but the frown on his uncle's face was even greater. "I thought that you would be marrying that boy, that would be the only and easy way to have him work with us." Gun hummed upsetly. "Well, I don't want to force him.." Gun lifted his finger and shushed Vegas "I thought that his father could convince the boy." Vegas tapped the table nervously. "His father threatened him, kidnapped him and beat him up just because of this stupid marriage." Vegas threw his hands in the air. "I truly don't like the tone you are using with me Vegas.. Anyways, what is the brilliant plan you thought of?" Vegas heard a hint of admiration in his uncle's voice when he said what Pete's father did to his own son. "Pete could sew us suits, not just regular ones but top notch suits, just for our company and he would need to create us new models.." Vegas tried to look like he was thinking about it. "Let's say every 6 or 9 months." Laughter resonated through the meeting room. "That's all you could think of? Oh damn it. It would be easier to drug him, fuck him and then force him to marry you." A grin of disgust appeared on Vegas' face, he could not believe that his uncle would be such an idiot. Even though Vegas' morals were not the highest ones, he still knew that this would be all wrong to do. "That's not happening. If you have any other ideas, uncle." Vegas gave him the look that signaled there will be no further discussion on drugging and forcing to marry someone happening ever again. "Let me know, I am open to almost all ideas." Vegas gave a fake smile, packed his laptop. "I know that we were supposed to be discussing alcohol production and how the bars are doing, but I need to go now, I have somewhere else to be. Everything about those topics is in your email, if you have further questions contact my secretary, she will tell you everything."