Jefferson & Ivan's Love Story: Stay With Me

Chapter 12- The Rings of Fire

Jeff walks back to his room with a deep breath. He opens the door seeing Chris with his product out.

"Are you okay?" Chris asks Jeff.

"I will be. Okay, show me the rings."

"Okay, well, this ring is sterling silver with 10 carat diamonds in the middle and sides. It can be engraved with whatever you choose. So, do you like this one?"

"Yeah. How much?"

"Twenty thousand."

"This one will be for Dave and I want it engraved with 'I love you like a love song baby'."

"A Selena Gomez song lyric really, Jeff?"

"What? We like the song."

"Moving on. This ring is a rose gold band with a ruby diamond in the center with small diamonds around the band. This can also be engraved. You like?"

"Is it possible to have rubies in place of the diamonds?"

"Yes."

"Okay, how much is this one?"

"It was 20 thousand but with the changes you made 21.5 thousand. Do you want an engravement?"

"Yes. 'Home is where the heart is.' This ring is perfect for Ivan."

"Okay."

"Do you have any simple heavy duty rings?"

"Yes," Chris says standing up to check his bigger bag of rings and other jewelry. "Aha! Got it."

"Let me see."

"This is a vintage 1950's wedding ring that was restored after the war."

"It retails for over $300k but for you I'll sell it to you for $50k. That will include any changes you have."

"Great. I want all three rings. The last ring is for George and I want engraved "I have loved you since we were 18."

"You're such a sap, Jefferson," Chris squeals. "You are too cute."

"Thanks," Jeff says blushing. "You're cute too."

"Thanks Jeff. I'll send you the rings around 2 pm tomorrow."

"Okay."

Chris starts to put his things away when Jeff grabs his arm and says, "Thank you for doing this. I know how much you hate George and I still want you around me."

"Yeah, I know you do, but it's hard when you're about to propose to your boyfriends. So why the fuck would you choose me to be your jeweler?"

"So that I could do this," Jeff says before he kisses Chris.

They moan into each other's mouth.

"Take me to bed, Jeff. Fuck me."

"With pleasure," Jeff says as he pick up Chris and carries him to bed.

Clothes are thrown across the room in a hurry to touch each other.

"Jeff," Chris moans.

"Chris," Jeff moans in return.

They grind against one another while kissing as a desire builds between them.

"Hands and knees," Jeff says a husky voice.

Chris does as Jeff commands.

"You shouldn't need prep because I know you went to Tim's house last night. Did it feel good to have him inside you? I know he can't reach places inside you that I can. Can he?" Jeff says as he thrusts himself inside Chris causing him to scream.

"Fuck!"

Jeff pounds into Chris until Chris's arms give out.

"Ride me."

"Okay."

Jeff pulls out of Chris and lays on his back. Chris guides Jeff back inside him with his back towards Jeff. He rides Jeff until they both cum twice each.

"Now, I know what they mean when they say sex with Jeff is heaven on earth."

"Well, thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I've got to go."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

"Bye, Chris."

Chris puts on his clothes and grabs his jewelry case and leaves the hotel room.

"I can't believe how great Chris is in bed. His tight little hole gripped my dick so tight. Ah!" Jeff says as he grabs his dick bringing himself to cum again for the third time that day.

Jeff gets up and goes to the bathroom to shower. When he gets out, there's a knock on his room door. He goes to the door and opens it where he sees two police officers.

"Jefferson Scott Collins?"

"Who's asking?"

"I'm Officer Howard and this is Officer Smith. May we come in?"

"I guess," Jeff says moving away from the door.

"Can we sit and talk?"

"Sure, let me put on some clothes."

Jeff goes and puts on his clothes. He walks back in the living room.

"So what is going on officers?"

"We have been investigating Ivan Riley's suicide attempt."

"Yes?"

"We understand you and Mr. Riley had a fight earlier today. Is this correct?"

"Yes, it was because I haven't fucked him in over a month. I blew up and went outside to my car. George followed me and talked to me. Then Dave ran outside in a panic and the words couldn't come out of his mouth, so George went back in the house and found Ivan like that. He said he wanted to die because he thought I didn't want him."

"So, what are you telling us, Mr. Collins?"

"I'm telling you that Ivan is a slut, a nympho, a sex slave. He loves sex more than he loves himself. He wanted to die because I did not give him my dick. Can't you see? He has a history of mental health issues. Ask his mom. She's been in meetings with him. Anyway, what is this about?"

"We were lead to believe that you were raping Mr. Riley and he couldn't fight you off. We see now that we were wrong."

"Clearly. Please leave."

"Okay but first. You're going to burn."

"Burn?"

Then Officer Howard takes his 'The Ring' lighter and lights it.

"What the fuck are doing?" Jeff questions him.

"Letting you burn!" he says tossing the lighter on the couch which spreads quickly.

"Burn in hell, Jefferson!" Officer Smith says as they run out leaving Jeff in this homemade hell they created.