The Last Colony

Part 34

Sean shifted uncomfortably as the two guys slowly crept up on either side of him. One continued to massage his hand and wrist, sliding his hand along his arm. While after the other failed to get him to lay back, he caressed his neck and shoulders. Swallowing hard, Sean cleared his throat to nervously tell them. "Really... Guys, you don't have to... I've got a boyfriend and he gets VERY jealous." The man behind him, gently grabbed his neck, pulling him back into him to whisper over his shoulder wickedly. "Ya? I don't see him anywhere." Sean shivered at how the man's hand was warmer than his neck. Goosebumps sprang out on his arms, causing the man stroking his arm to tell him with a soft chuckle. "Relax. This is our pleasure." Sean shook his head, biting his lower lip hard as the man behind him worked out a tense muscle on his back. Leaning forward, he tried to avoid them, but it didn't hinder their work. Taking jagged breaths, Sean asked the man massaging his arm. "Can I at least know your names?" The man pushed up his black fedora hat to reveal his bright grey-blue eyes, answering with a charming smile. "Certainly. I'm Mafia Mike and that's Assassin Rico."

Sean raised an eyebrow, looking them both over more closely. He had been so distracted by their oiled muscles that he hadn't noticed what they were wearing. Mike was wearing clean cut black jeans with black bands on his arms that showed off the size of his muscles and a long silk black tie along with his fedora hat. Sean peeked over his shoulder to the other man to look at him. Rico had tanned skin with a black and white vest hoodie that almost completely covered his face. Along with tight black spandex shorts that hung off his muscular hips. Rico flashed him a wicked grin under his hood, teasingly asking him. "Like what you see?" Sean jerked his head away, stammering out. "I... I didn't realize what you were wearing." The men shared light chuckles, before Rico leaned over him to state seriously into his ear. "That's the point. Cause then you would see this coming." Rico extended his leg out to show off his knee-high black buckle boots. Sean didn't know what he was looking at first, until both the heel and toe of the boot shot out sharp glinting blades.

Sean yelped, jerking back. Rico took advantage of his startlement to shove him onto his back. Rico's boot blades retracted as he swung his leg over to straddle him with a chuckle. Sean's heart raced, watching Mike smack Rico across the face as he snapped out. "You're scaring him idiot!" Rico averted his eyes, mumbling aloud. "Oh, I couldn't help it... He's cute when he's spooked." Mike shoved Rico off Sean, telling Sean nicely. "Ignore him. He's not as tough as he likes to think he is." Rico propped himself up seductively beside Sean, purring out as his hand moved out to pull Sean's shirt up over his stomach. "It's true... I'm a lover more than a fighter... but I don't lack confidence." Sean's hands rushed to push his shirt back down, bring his legs up to close them tightly. Rico didn't persist with his shirt, instead he drifted his hand down to wedge between Sean's tightly closed legs to cup his groin. Sean arched his back with a whimper, turning slightly toward Rico as he tried to scoot away. Mike slid a hand down his side then to caress Sean's chest, purring down into his ear. "Easy. We're just allowed to touch to loosen you up. You're so tense..."

Mike shot a hard glare and Rico, who removed his hand from Sean to nudge his shoulder and nicely say. "Sorry. I can be... assertive. I'm not used to handling the shy ones." Mike rubbed Sean's chest lovingly, kissing Sean's shoulder with such tender innocence that it was calming him. Clearly, Mike was used to dealing with guys like him. Mike soothed him with brief touches and fleeting kisses to his arms and shoulders. The calmer Sean got, the longer Mike massaged him. Before long, Sean rolled onto his stomach and let Mike push his shirt up. Mike softly talked to Rico on what to do to keep Sean from tensing and together they rubbed down Sean's back. Sean groaned pleasantly into the pillows; his back had never felt so good. To keep things from getting awkward as their hands moved down to his lower back, Sean asked Mike curiously. "How do you keep a body like that nowadays?" Rico chuckled and Mike grinned as he answered sweetly. "Famine's compound is set in a small town that has a strip club and a gym nearby. So, we helped ourselves to the equipment that doesn't run on power. Keeps us in shape. Allows us to keep the Warlords in line if they get too rough. Famine says we should define the phrase 'Beauty can be deadly."