Title: The Deal, Chapter 16
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pair: Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome

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The Deal, Chapter 1
The Deal, Chapter 2 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 3 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 4 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 5 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 6 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 7 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 8 
The Deal, Chapter 9 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 10 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 11
The Deal, Chapter 12 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 13
The Deal, Chapter 14 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 15 NC-17


Eric’s cell phone beeped on the table and he reached over to open the message.

Tonight. You know the place. After eight.

He grinned and typed a response. It had taken four days to convince Ryan to do this but he had finally succeeded. He grabbed his lab coat and headed to the locker-room.

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Eric leaned against the brick wall and unbuttoned his shirt down to his bellybutton. He kept glancing to the next crossing where a group of young boys were currently negotiating with an elderly man who was sitting in his car.

A car stopped in front of him and a man waved him to come closer. Eric walked over to the drivers window.

“Are you free?”
“I got all night.” Eric assured. “You wanna go all night?”
“Can you handle it?”
“I can handle anything you have to give, lover.”
“Don’t call me that. And I gotta warn you: I like to play rough.”
“Who doesn’t?”
“How much?”
“Forty bucks for a blowjob, seventy for a fuck.”
“How much for all night?”
“Hundred bucks. And you’ll pay for the room.”
“Get in.”

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Eric walked into the motel room. The guy had brought a heavy backbag with him, and he was rummaging thought it’s content. Eric waited for him to make a move. When he still seemed too interested in his bag, Eric tapped him on the shoulder.

“I take half the money before we start.”
The man dug out his wallet and pulled out five ten dollar bills. “You got a name?”
“Mark.”
“Right. And then the real one.”
“Eric.”
“That’s better. We’re doing a little business transaction here, so we better be honest about it. Ryan.”
“Nice to meet you.” Eric paused. “Not that I’m in a hurry, but are we gonna start soon?”
“You’re here all night, there’s no hurry. Are you any good with your mouth?”
Eric send him a sarcastic little air kiss. “Heavenly.”
“Your ass?”
“Tight like a virgin.”
“I seriously doubt that. Is there anything specific you don’t do?”
“No, just the really weird stuff.”
“What do you like?”
“Does it matter?”
“Not really, I’m just curious. Top or bottom?”
“Versatile.”
“But if you have to choose?”
“Bottom.”
“Sweet and tender or rough and dirty?”
“I can do both. And everything in between.” Eric grinned.
“Good. Now lets look at the merchandise. Take your clothes off.”

Eric took a step back and shrugged off his shirt. His shoes, pants and socks followed, leaving him in a black thong. The man looked at him approvingly.
“Not bad. Turn around.” He walked behind Eric and placed his hand on his butt, fidling the flimsy piece of fabric. “I’ve known some real sluts who wore these. When they bend over they just pulled it to the side. But you fill it better than they did. Turn around.”

As he turned to face the man, Eric glanced down to the man’s open zipper.
“You said you’re good with your mouth. Prove it.” Ryan grabbed him by the shoulders, pressing him down to his knees. Before Eric had time to react, a thick hard cock was thrusted into his mouth. A pair of strong hands was holding his head. He didn’t really need to do anything, the guy was fucking his face with deep rough thrusts, and the fact that Eric just passively took it seemed to please him. The man pulled his spit slicked cock out and gave Eric a crooked grin.
“You were right, you have a nice mouth. We’ll see if you have an ass to match. Get on the bed.”

Eric followed orders. Ryan pulled two pairs of cuffs from his bag and cuffed Eric’s hands together in front of him. He locked the other end of the second pair of cuffs to the chain and the other end to the headboard of the bed. Eric realised right away why he was doing this. Now he could flip him over to his belly or back to his back without opening the cuffs.

“Have you done this before?” The man grinned.
“Yeah.”
“Of course you have. How long have you been in the game?”
“Some time.”
“How many satisfied customers have you had?”
“Hundred percent customer satisfaction.”
“What do they usually want to do to you?”
“Cheapskates want a blowjob on some alley, the nicer ones get a room and a bed.”
“You like this bed?”
“When you’ve seen one motel bed, you’ve seen them all.”
“True, but this is going to be different from you usual jobs.” The man leaned closed to run his finger down Eric’s jaw line. “I’m going to get my moneys worth. I’m going to use your mouth and your ass until I’m satisfied. And you’ll take it like a good little whore.”

“Yeah.” Eric gulped and nodded. He could feel his own lower regions coming to life. “You’re so thick you’ll probably rip me apart.”

“No, but you’re going to feel that you’ve been fucked, for days. When you pick up a guy tomorrow, you’re not even going to feel him. You’re going to feel me inside you.” He reached down to grab Eric thong and gave it a strong yank. It was torn to two pieces. He tossed the pieces to the floor. “Tell me something. Are you a good little slut?”
“Really good.”
“Good little sluts get lube, naughty ones get spit.” He moved down until he was sitting between Eric’s spread legs. “Let’s see.”

His fingers examined the contours of Eric’s ass, finally dipping between his cheeks.
“You were telling the truth, you are tight.”
“I told you.”
“You wont be when I’m done with you.” The man spit on his fingers and trusted them inside. Eric tried to push back against the digits. Man fucked him with his fingers, stroking all the right spots. Eric’s cock was jumping against his abs, demanding attention. The man twisted his fingers and Eric came all over his belly.

“What are you? A rookie? Real pros don’t come that fast.” He pulled his fingers out. He grabbed Eric by his hips and flipped him over to his belly. Eric was positioned on his knees, his hands still hanging from the cuffs. The man got up from bed and went to rummage his bag again. He came back carrying a large, black vibrator in his hand.
“You like these?” He positioned the toy against Eric’s stretched hole and shoved it all the way in.

“That’s….. that’s…..” Eric gasped, trying to get his breath even.
“And did I tell you…. I got the remote for it.” Ryan took few steps back and snapped few keys on the remote. The toy inside Eric came to life. Eric almost screamed as it made his knees wobble.

“Isn’t that nice?” Ryan chuckled. He shed off his own clothes and sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Eric squirming. “Does it feel good?”
“Yeah….”
“You think you can handle my cock now?”
“Hell yeah….”
“Good, because I’m not going to go easy on you. I paid for your ass, and I’m going to take what I paid for.” He shut down the vibrator and pulled it out. Eric was still too stunned to say anything, he just moaned. He heard the click of a tube as the customer lubed his member, then a thick cock pressed against him. His body didn’t try to resist. The member slid in with one smooth thrust. Ryan didn’t waste time letting him get used to it. He started pounding into him with rough strokes.

Eric was too busy enjoying the ride to notice that his own spent cock was once again hard. He couldn’t do anything about it, but  for the second time that night Ryan’s treatment was enough to push him over the edge. His own release almost went unnoticed, because Ryan’s strokes were getting faster and deeper, making it clear he was close. He came with a low moan.

Little by little Ryan managed to collect his thoughts enough to open the cuffs and release Eric. They both lay on the lumpy bed, recovering slowly.

“That was incredible…..” Eric wheezed. “We gotta do this again.”
“I thought it was pretty good too.” Ryan agreed. “Weird, but good.”
“You forgot the ball gag.”
“I’m not an actor! But you were a really convincing hooker.”
“You’re not the first person who says that….” Eric let out a contended sigh and rolled over to rest with his head on Ryan’s chest.

“I have to admit….” Ryan smirked. “This was not what I imagined when you said you wanted to fulfil your Pretty Woman -fantasy.”

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