PART 1
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Scene: A pale man with black hair, iceberg blue eyes (excuse pun!) stares over tatty hand of cards, this is Paige Haley, he sits in a dingy club at a card table with his best friend Amir a Persian man with platinum and ink hued hair.
The air is intense, the two other gamblers, two large German sailors (from the good ship Rammstien) Till and Oliver have just placed their hard earned tickets for the HMS Titanic on the pile, risking everything, the shift nervously in their seats. Fighting to keep good poker face.
Looking over his cards, Paige looks saddened. Amir looks concerned, trying to sneak a look at the cards. Till lays down his cards, Oliver does too.
"It looks like you guy's aren't gonna be seeing your mutter's in a very long time!"
Laying down his cards, Paige grabs a hand full of coins and bills plus the two tickets to the Titanic as the two Germans' explode into a string of colorful curses in German. Amir grabs his ticket out of Paige's hands and looks at them carefully!
"Holy shit! The ship leaves in a few minutes Paige! Let's get out of here!"
Bolting out of the bar with approximately $2.36 between them, Paige and Amir run out to the docks
PART 2
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Scene: At the docks, we meet Jay Gordon, a businessman with his money in the phonograph industry. A slender hand in a light blue silk glove holding a solid dark wood walking stick with a silver hawk-head handle. He places a foot out of the buggy and steps out with all the grace of a gentleman, strikingly tall dressed in a dark powder blue outfit with deep navy pinstripes and trim, dark hair combed down under a neat steel gray top-hat. His pale face glowing in the brisk and warm London sky, high lighting the gold in his hazel eyes in their stern yet doe like innocence.
Another man walks up to him placing an olive tanned hand on his shoulder warmly.
"See there! It's the biggest and greatest ship in the world! The ship of dreams they call it!"
"I've seen bigger!"
"Come now! How can you say that! It is definitely the most luxurious place to discuss business wouldn't you say?"
He said winking slyly; this is Robert Hernendrez, another businessman with his millions in the Costa Rican coffee empires. He has short brown hair, fierce chocolate brown eyes and mocha skin (excuse pun there too!). Wearing a neat black suit with a bowler hat he holds a mahogany walking stick with a gold handle.
"Is that what you call it?"
"Do not fear, there will be a time for 'private matters' once we are at a agreement"
"If we reach an agreement"
Jay looked up at the giant of steel with a spawning hate; a ship of dreams rides him like a nightmare to his unsure fate.
Part 3
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Scene: Paige and Amir are darting wildly through the crowd and dodge the police as they are the last to hop aboard as a mighty bellow from bellow when the engines start and the horns blow. The crowd cheers and waves:
"Goodbye!"
"I love you!"
"I'll miss you!"
"Yeah right!"
"Come on, let's go to our hard gambled 3rd class rooms 'Mir!"
"Sounds great to me!"
The two crept into an empty closet somewhere in steerage and made out as the sounds of the departing England faded away beyond the sea.
Part 4
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Scene: The velvety night beaded with a trillion stars as the Titanic sailed away from London into the blacken waters to the Americas.
Jay sat straight backed in the lush first class dinning room as stared silently at his meal, wearing a deep maroon suit and a white silk scarf.
Jay felt a hand stroke his lap and he smiled, loving that warm sensation of Bobby's hand. But as soon as another person joined the table he quickly moved away and his smile faded, he knew all that he had could be saved or lost through this illicit venture.
Quietly dismissing himself from the table and when he was out of sight began to run, tears rolling down his cheeks as he reached to very end (bow or stern? Must watch movie again!) Of the ship and peered over the edge into the icy ocean swirling below. Whipping one spider like leg over the guardrail he pulls himself over the edge, holding on to the steel bar for grim death.
While this is happening
Paige has crept out of steerage to have a quiet smoke on deck as he gazes blankly at the sky. He spies a tall man run past as if he was chased and watches him move over the rail with all the intention of jumping over.
Taking the last drag of his cigarette as he flicks it over his shoulder and begins to run to the aid of the jumper.
"Hey you! Don't do it!"
"What?"
"Uh, don't do it?"
"And who are you to stop me! If I wish to die then I shall!"
"We'll, can't say I didn't try to stop you!"
"Don't come any closer!"
Taking his coat off, Paige halted temporarily.
"Or you'll what? Jump? 'Cause I don't really feel like diving in there to save you!"
Paige smiled as he kicked off his boots still coming closer.
"Your crazy!"
"With all do respect sir, I'm not the one on the wrong side of the rail!"
"Leave me alone I want to die!"
"What's your name then? I'm Paige, Paige Haley"
"What does that matter now?"
"Oh I just didn't think I'd let your die without knowing your name Sir!"
Paige smirks as he leans over to look at the water
"If you must know, its Gordon, Jay Gordon."
"Well Jay Gordon, isn't this a crap way to die!"
"What do you mean?"
"We'll that water down there is freezing cold for one, and have you ever fallen into a frozen lake before? We'll I have when me and 'Mir were ice fishing in Tahoe. I fell into the frozen lake."
"And? What happened?"
"Well I'll tell you, it's not a great feeling at all! Its like a thousand and ten daggers piercing your skin and your head feels like its been jumped up and down on by someone with ice shoes. If 'Mir hadn't been such a help full soul and dragged my frozen ass out of there, well I wouldn't be here telling you this would I?"
"Well, now that you mention it..."
As Jay shifted his feet on the edge, he slipped and fell only to at the last minute grab on to the rail with only one hand.
Paige knelt down and grabbed Jay's hand before he fully slipped over the edge.
"Jay! Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, I trust you! Please help me!"
Paige pulled him up with his strong arms as Jay broke down in a stream of screamed sobs; Paige was trying to shake some sense into him.
*Meanwhile*
Part 5
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Scene: Bobby looks down at his pocket watch and looks around the smoky cigar room, he can't see Jay who disappeared during dinner. Frustrated he brushed past the crowd and made it out to the deck, cool night air enveloping him as stuffy smoke of the cigar room swirled away into nothing. He looked around, though the tall, marbled skinned man was often not too hard to lose in a crowd. Walking further down he hears a familiar voice, crying; Bobby ran to the voice and saw Jay knelt down as a stranger shook him.
"What are you doing?"
"R-Robert!"
"Who are you?"
"Leave him alone! What the hell are you doing to him?"
"Uh again, who are you?"
"Robert please its okay!"
"Could someone please tell me what's going on here?"
"Well..."
Jay started as he collected himself when Paige had let go of him. Jay wiped his eyes with his scarf, leaving faint mascara stains on it and stood up straight as he saw a security guard and another official looking person come towards the yelling.
"Is there a problem here gentlemen?"
"No sir, just a slight misunderstanding. This rouge tried to assault this man! He has obviously snuck out of third class!"
"No wait! It's not like that, um? This man actually saved me!"
"Saved you?"
"Saved you?!"
Bobby said in a mixture of surprise and disgust as he looked down at Paige's scruffy clothes.
"Yes saved me! Um I was lighting a cigarette and leaning over the edge and, and my lighter fell overboard and I tried to grab it and I nearly fell over but if it weren't for Mr. Haley here I would be dead for sure!"
Bobby and the security guys were confused and Paige was stunned!
"Is this true Sir?"
"Uh- yeah Yes! It's true, if I weren't here he'd be fish food for the whales by now!"
"Well then! You deserve to be commended for such a selfless act of bravery! Well done sir!"
Paige blushed crimson Bobby smiled evilly
"Yes I do believe a reward is in order for saving such a good friend as Mr. Gordon here, would this be sufficient?"
Bobby handed Paige about 50 quid (Authors' Note NB: Don't ask what the $ equivalent is I haven't a fucking clue!)
"Is such a dear friend worth only 50 quid to you?"
"Well, would I be as so bold as to suggest 'Mr. Haley' would as be so kind to join us for dinner next evening then? In honor of his 'bravery'"
"That sounds jolly good sir! Well since it looks like everything is taken care of here, would you need the nurse service?"
One of the official dudes asked Jay
"Yes, thank you I just need an aspirin to calm my nerves. Thank you again Paige Haley, I owe you my life."
Jay said as he was ushered away. Bobby gave him a cold look (worst pun ever!) and waited till the guards and Jay were out of earshot.
Bobby handed Paige a cigarette from his ornate holder; Paige took two and slipped the second one behind his ear.
"Its interesting what you just did"
"Why do you say that?"
"Well if a man were hanging on for grim death from the edge of a ship, how would his savior be able to find the time to kick off his boots and coat?"
He looked down his nose at Paige and laughed as he turned around and left him, flicking his cigarette overboard. Paige stood there hating Bobby since the first time he looked down at him.
Part 6
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Paige lay on his lumpy 3rd class mattress with Amir curled up by his side, face nuzzled under his arm, Paige stroked the long two toned locks of his exotic friend retelling that nights events.
"This Jay guy, sounds hot!"
"Oh yeah, like he was chiseled out of ivory he was, gorgeous"
"So you think he’s like us?"
"By the way he talked to that 'Robert' guy and how that 'Robert' guy treated Jay, I'm sure of it"
"Paige"
"Mnmm"
"If you really want him, you know I 'm okay with that!"
"I know Mir, thank you"
"Its okay"
"Wanna sleep?"
"Ah ha."
"Goodnight babe"
"Goodnight."
And with a friendly kiss, Amir fell asleep while Paige stared into the dark thinking about Jay, stroking Amir's hair gently, he soon too fell asleep to the rhythmic beating of the waves beating at the steel giants heels.
Part 7
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Scene: The next morning. Paige is invited for a walk with Jay up on the first class deck.
The sun is shining and the lightly cool breeze carries the essence of the sea. Jay is wears a neat white T-shirt and a light coat with royal navy blue slacks held up with suspenders, he carries a cigarette and his walking stick. Jay’s hair is combed neatly back and he wears the tiniest amount of lip gloss his smile radiates a different kind of shine
Paige wears the cleanest pair of pants he could find and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a cowboy hat he’d found at a bus stop somewhere (ohmygoth what a crap pun!) and holds a tatty old note book with his sketches and such.
‘Mir is here too, just checking out Jay, he wears a similar outfit to Paige only he wears a faded canvas jacket.
“So what’s a classy guy like you doing on a bathtub like this?”
“Hahaha, you’re a funny one!”
“Wait till he gets to the real jokes!”
“Oh shut up Mir! Here’s a dollar go play shuttle board with all the other senior citizens!”
“Screw you!”
Jay looks a little started at the volume of Amir’s curse.
“Why did you call him senior citizen? How old is he?”
“38 going on 39 and then he’ll be so over the hill he’ll be under it!”
“I heard that!”
Amir said as he was walking away
“He doesn’t look it at all!”
“Well, that’s ‘Mir one of the beautiful people, like you!”
“Me? Beautiful? Nah! Amir would give me a run for my money!”
“No, you win!”
“Oh thanks”
Jay said blushing; hoping no one was over hearing the conversation.
“So we’ve chewed about the weather, this giant rubber duck that were aboard and how pretty ‘Mir is, so what’s your story Jay?”
“Me? Oh well there isn’t really much to tell, I work in the phonograph industry which keeps me busy and I’m arranging a deal that will insure a merger with my associate- and good friend, Robert, you’ve met him haven’t you?”
“Yeah, do you call all your boyfriends associates or is this some kinky thing?”
“Well I never! You can’t speak to me like that and speaking aloud of such things, --please lower your voice—Well its been nice talking to you good sir now if you’d kindly go back to steerage with your friend!”
Jay said briskly (like a gentlemen) but blushing slightly, then turning to leave this heathen.
“No! Please, I didn’t mean it like that um; you don’t have to pretend with me! Amir and I, well we’re associates too, if you know what I mean?”
Paige ran to meet him, grabbing his arm softly.
“Really?”
“Yeah, but nothing serious. A minor investment as they say in the business world!”
Letting go of his arm, Paige gave him a manly pat on the back for reassurance. Paige said winking one sly eye. Jay said relaxing from his panic.
“Well, hmp! What on earth do you have here anyway?”
Jay said a little frustrated grabbing Paige’s scrap folder sitting down on a deck chair and flipping through the sketches, Paige watched him with his hands in his pocket (looking o-so-proud of himself).
“Oh, these are almost good!”
“Almost!”
Flipping through the drawings he found many nudes of men, mainly of Amir with his distinct hair and features etched in charcoal and chalk and that of another man who resembled Jay a little only a smaller version drawn in color crayons highlighting his vibrant green eyes and melancholy expression.
“You have a lot of this one, is he another associate?”
Jay said smiling, at ease now that he knows’ he’s not a freak for being into men.
“Yeah but it didn’t last long. Trent was an ex-soldier who was left kinda crazy from the war, that’s why he looks so sad all the time, one of my favorites definitely he’s very photogenic!”
“Oh, what happened to him?”
“They found Trent hanging from his shoelaces”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“Its okay as Trent once said “My soul is so afraid to realize, very little good is left inside”” (That’s from NIN’s ‘The Perfect Drug’ BTW!)
“Oh”
Jay flipped through more of the drawings coming across a drawing of two men in a very interesting position; Jay gasped as he tried to make heads or tails of it. Just as that happened a priest walked by and Jay held the notebook close to his chest to cover it from any stray view. Paige giggled at this.
“Let me tell you! ‘Mir and Josh were bruised in places they didn’t even know they could bruise!”
“Hahahaha, Who’s this?”
Jay points out a man with blood red lips and messy hair a little like Paige.
“That’s Mr. Smith, a poor man I met under a bridge in Essex, see how he’s got those little scars on his arm? They say ‘I don’t care if Monday’s blue if Tuesday’s gray and Wednesday too, It’s Friday, I’m in love’”
“That’s beautiful, you see people Paige”
“I see you”
Then Amir appeared.
“Uh guys, some angry people may or may not be looking for me, cover my ass for me?”
“Sure babe, we’ll loiter around and I’ll meet you later!”
“Your welcome to join us for dinner in first class Amir”
“Thanks but no thanks, I’ve already pissed off half of these people. Plus I promised a naughty bellboy my presence in a coat closet later anyway!”
“Okay Mir! I think I hear that angry mob!”
“Goodbye Amir it was nice meeting you!”
“Oh my god, you are ‘such a gentlemen’ good sir!”
“Well, its better that an ‘uncivilized rouge’ like yourself!”
Jay said putting his nose up in the air in mock snootiness.
“Oh, so now were Mr. High and Mighty QUEEN of the Universe!”
Paige said ending his sentence with the blowing of a raspberry!
“Why I never!”
“Oh come one, let’s do something really ‘manly’ for a change, oh let’s spit over the edge!”
“Spit over the edge of what?”
“The boat, hello!”
“Okay, let’s spit!”
Paige rolls his eyes at him and grabs his arm playfully leading him to the edge of the balcony.
“You go first Master Gordon!”
“I thank you sir, greatly”
“Remind me why I like you again?”
Jay looked around gingerly and kinda spat over the edge
“Oh my god! That was PATHETIC!”
“Okay so what do you have to top that o-master of bodily fluids!”
“Yeah lesson one for the ‘gentleman’ in the blue! You’ve got to hack up all you can like this” (oh yuck, we all know this scene, use your imagination here folks!)
“Oh my lord that is the most disgusting thing I’ve seen since that watercolor in your note book!”
“Huh, watercolor?”
“Ahem!”
Turning around suddenly, there stood Bobby and another gentlemen with blonde hair, milky white skin, glittery blue eyes and a cheeky, friendly smile the opposite of Bobby’s reaction. He looked down at Paige like he were an insect, a pest that needed to be squashed.
“Oh, hello Robert, uh how’s you day?”
“Fine thank you very much Jay.”
“Oh Hi everybody! The name is Shuck, Ryan Shuck. Beer salesman EXTRODINARE!”
Ryan grins like an idiot as he shakes everyone’s hands with a death grip.
“Oh it’s nice to meet you Mr. Shuck”
Paige said politely
“Who said if you could call me Mr. Shuck? It’s Ryan, or RyRy- or BUDDY! Whatever there, hey you have cool hair, what’s your name?”
“Um Paige…”
He’s kinda confused by Ryan’s friendliness, since he was a first class customer, he thought he’d be a snob like Bobby.
“Paige! Cool name and cool hair! That’s MAAD!”
“Huh, thanks!”
“Oh and by the way, wipe you chin! You’re drooling!”
“Oh crap!”
Part 7(a)
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“Well wadda ya think of first class?”
“Pardon?”
“Yeah, just as I thought. Too many snooty rich fuckers for my liking too!”
“Buh?”
“As Robbo was telling me, you’re invited to dinner with us up in the ivory tower!”
“If you mean first class, yes and I’m thinking of canceling!”
“Why the hell would you wanna do that!”
“Well, look at me! I have nothing to wear!”
“Oh it’s a fashion thing! Well no problems Paigey, I could fix you up, I’m also in the suit business. Me personally I don’t wear very much sometimes, I’m very familiar with the ‘unfamiliar familiar’ as they say! We’ll get you looking like a rich boy in no time!”
“Really? Thank you so much I don’t know how I could repay you!”
“Pay me? Who said anything about that? Maybe latter we can go to the bar and get really hammered! On the house!”
“Thank you!”
Part 8
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“Oh, Paige. I need to do some work now, will you be okay with Ryan here? I’m sorry to be leaving you here, but its urgent, will you be okay?”
“Sure, I need to get changed for tonight anyway”
“Thanks Ryan, I’ll meet you two later on, goodbye!”
“Bye!”
“Goodbye Mr. Shuck”
“Back at you Robbo!”
Bobby frowned at being called ‘Robbo’ leaving with his hand on the small of Jay’s back.
“What a trashy couple! How they got together I’ll never know!”
“You know!”
“Of course! How do you?”
“Cause, me and ‘associate’ are here too, unlike those two”
“Ugh! Tell me about it, ‘associate’ hey? Is that what you call all your boyfriends or is that just some kinky thing?”
Paige broke into a fit of laughter; Ryan stared for a couple of seconds and then started to laugh with him.
“Come on, we’ve got to make you pretty full for tonight!”
Part 8(a)
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Scene: As Jay felt Bobby’s hand on his back he flinched slightly and then melted into the motion, it was not like Bobby to show such affections to him in public, ever, that’s why it stuck him as odd. Something big must be afloat (okay! I swear to GOTH that’s the last boat/iceberg pun in this story!).
Jay was lead to a private deck, lavish and quiet, Jay searched the uncharacteristically happy look in Bobby’s eyes as he touched Jay’s hand softly and caught his mouth in a hungry kiss.
Letting his tongue explore Jay’s mouth, Jay bends down lower to have better access of the shorter man's tongue and to grasp his ass cheek.
Bobby pulled away from the kiss gently, and smiled.
“Jay, I want to give you something very special, because you’ve so very special to me dearest.”
Bobby walked over to a vanity and pulled out something from a draw, a small velvet box.
“As a token of my love for you and as a memoir of our trip together”
Jay’s heart did a tailspin, opening the box to revel a men’s style ring, two ribbons of gold and platinum, twisting into one solid band, simple yet devastatingly elegant. Jay looked at it almost about to cry, not with happiness, but with a lingering and burning guilt. Guilt in the shape of Paige’s cobalt eyes searing into his mind.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh yes Robert, it’s the beautiful”
He said sadly trying to make it sound happy. Unable to stop seeing Paige’s sweetly smile flash before his eyes.
“No baby, you’re the most beautiful!”
Tangling each in each others kisses, Jay’s heart tore apart and was eaten away by the black guilt birds laid stone eggs of sorrow in his soul, sinking him deep into the icy Atlantic waters, as the Titanic marched on to its end fate.
(please note: On the last paragraph of this part, the author was feeling lazy and compeled to steal something she remembered hearing in the film version of Brice Courtney’s Power of One!)
Part 9
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Scene: After being fitted (translation: fondled) for a new suit thanks to Ryan, Paige walks like a gentlemen down the golden staircase (you know which one!). He wore neat black slacks with his shoes polished and a fine silk shirt and handsome coat his bow tie straight and his hair combed down and slick (Oooh if this weren’t a slashy story, grrrr! Let me at him!)
Nervously looking around waiting, biting his lips and checking that if his shoes were still polished he felt someone brush past rudely. Paige turned to look and saw that it was Bobby, but Bobby ignored him, thinking he was another person and not that ‘scruffy’ boy. Looking around there appeared Jay; his suit was elegant blue so dark it was easy to mistake it for black and the same white silk scarf he wore the first time he saw him, just clean and pinned on his lapel was a delicate gold harp. He wore Bobby’s ring, a gift from earlier that day, but with the light of Paige’s smile and the way his face lit up, he quickly pulled it off and stuck it in his pocket before he took his hand in a gentle handshake.
“I barely recognized you! Don’t you shape up good?”
“I feel like such a tool!”
“Well to make you feel more at home, let me tell you who’s here today!”
Jay points at a large man with a pipe
“That’s Mr. Henderson, newspaper tycoon.”
“Isn’t that some kind of Japanese storm?”
“Hahaha! No, that’s a ‘typhoon’ Paige!”
“Oh, I think that’s some of Ryan Shucks’ influence!”
“Speak of the devil!”
Ryan saw them and then running down from the bar with a martini in one hand and a daiquiri in the other. He wore a similar outfit to Jay only in powder blue and cream.
“Halo boys!”
“Good evening Ryan, I must congratulate you on your efforts with dressing Mister Haley here! Bravo!”
“Oh Shuck, I do try!”
Paige blushed a bit.
“Okay well you crazy kids I’ll meet you at the table soon, I’ve got to go tease the bartender a bit!”
Paige bent down and motioned in a ‘this way’ motion, Jay laughed and bowed down in a ‘why thank you’ motion and they both walked down to the dining area of the HMS Titanic.
Part 10
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Scene: Everyone is at the table, Jay, Robert, Paige, and Ryan all absorbed in one conversation or another…
“So, tell me ‘Mr. Haley’ what do you do for a living?”
Bobby said in that snotty way that he does, Jay shot him a look as Paige blushed.
“Yeah come on tell us!”
Ryan said enthusiastically
“Well, I’m an artist, but I get around doing all sorts of jobs for people!”
“A jack of all trades hey!”
“You could say that, me and ‘Mirmir—oh Amir, he’s a friend I’m here with, we travel ‘round almost everywhere and we get through”
“Woah! That’s so cool!”
Paige smiled at Jay and he seconded the motion, Bobby’s mind was else where and he did not see his lover’s lapse.
After the meal was done, Ryan joined Bobby with all the other gentlemen in the cigar room while Paige slipped Jay a little note.
‘MEET ME AT THE CLOCK’
Jay smiled, forgetting all about the ring in his pocket.
Part 11
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Turning around the corner, Jay found Paige with his hands held behind his back looking at the clock. Turning as he felt a hand on his shoulder, Paige smiled and said,
“Wanna go to a real party?”
Part 12
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Scene: Down below under the lavishness of first class, we are now down in steerage, where the REAL fun begins! Contrary to the real plot, Jay and Paige bi-pass the dancing and what not, for the quietness of Paige and Amir’s room. (Amir by the way, is somewhere in 2nd class teaching the Art of Head, to a naughty little bellboy called ‘Fieldy’) this is also what Paige had in mind for Jay…
Stumbling around in the dark, Jay finally lands on the bed heaving as his tongue spars viciously with Paige’s. Tearing away from his mouth, Jay rips off his jacket as Paige ripped off the little ivory buttons one by one with his teeth, his hot breath on Jay’s chest, Paige looked up at him in the most angelic way, positioned between his legs. Paige kept the very last off white button clenched between his teeth, Jay stripped off the buttonless shirt Paige pulls him down with his hand cradling his face and kisses him, spitting back the button in his mouth. Jay rolls the button in his mouth like a hard candy and then spitting it out as far as he could.
“I finally taught you how to spit!”
“You think?”
“Ah ha! Now, I’ve got to learn how to swallow!”
Paige, undoing the buttons on Jay’s fly and pulling down his pants to his ankles, the light touches of his hand making Jay hard, Jay grabbed onto his hair massaging his skull. Spreading Jay’s legs wide apart, Paige took a few hard licks at the head, then running his tongue up and down the shaft, savoring his flavor.
“Oh Paige!”
Jay said bucking his hips for more contact.
“Easy, you’re bigger than I expected! (Do you hear me complaining?)”
Not wanting to tease for too long, Paige deep throated him like he was born with a cock in his mouth in one, smooth movement.
Head bobbing up and down, Paige’s lavic mouth caressing Jay’s wanton sex in time with his thrusts, Jay held his hair tightly as he fucked his mouth.
*Thrust*
“Ah, Paige”
*Thrust*
“Oh”
*Thrust*
“God!”
*Thrust*
“Oh, oh, more, yes, ah!”
*Thrust*
Paige felt him twitch at the back of his throat, intoxicated with Jay’s essence he stopped momentarily. Jay moaned in protest, Paige had gotten an idea…
“Lean back”
“What?”
“Just do it!”
Paige said reassuringly, Jay leaned back till he was lying on his back on the bed.
That naughty little Paige got inspired! Now with better access to Jay’s balls, he took them in wholly into his mouth.
“Oh god PAIGE! OH CHRIST! OH GOD!”
Paige rolled the two silky organs in his mouth, soothing the wanton hurt that resonated there within.
#While this is on…#
A certain peeping tom from 1st class was walking down the thin hallway. A thin and lanky man with white skin and black hair known as Mr. Manson, an assistant of Bobby’s, know for being a major leach. Drunk off his face, clutching a bottle of vodka stumbles around and follows the voices of sex in his drunken stupor slumped against the peep hole window on the door.
The familiar sound of heated breathing and cussing, he watched the man on his knee service a man with long legs. As Mr. Manson took another swig of his vodka he couldn’t help but recognize those legs, he’s seen them somewhere before…
“Oh crap! Jay? Ugh Rob-bob-berto’s gonna shit on yoou!”
He said busting into the room just a Jay had finished coming and Paige was in the process of licking up the excess.
“What the…”
Jay yelled and sat up so fast he bashed his head on the upper bunk.
“Aw crap!”
Paige tried to dive his head under the bunk with the fright Manson gave him but Manson had already gotten a good look at him (as intoxicated as he was, Manson was a leach through and through)
“MANSON! What the hell are you doing here?”
Jay yelled as he pulled up his pants with one hand and rubbed the bump on his forehead with the other.
“Uh huh, huh I’m gonna catch your freaky ass if its dah last thing I do –oh 000!”
Manson tried to chase Jay but he dodged him quick, dragging Paige by the leg from under the bed he eventually got up and ran out the door and was bolting behind Jay down the claustrophobic hallways of the Titanics’ steerage class.
Manson passed out somewhere near section Y 08 though they kept on running and running and running.
Part (lucky) 13
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Scene: Blasting through the furnace room, followed by a chorus of Irish curses from the workers there they somehow made it to the luggage compartment, deep in the belly of the beast.
Falling to pieces next to a cerate, Paige gulped down a lung full of air as he smiled up at Jay who was leaning against a cerate with an anguished face that spoke for itself.
“God, I haven’t run that fast since those angry Indian’s caught me and Mir shagging in New Delhi! Let me tell you, running though crowed market place half naked with a copy of the Karma Sutra between you teeth was tough but this was a Miracle!”
Paige said through puffs of air trying to soothe Jay’s worry, pressing a false smile on, Jay attempted to be okay with everything, though Paige saw right through it.
“’Come on, lets lay low for the mean time, we’ll explore some more, what do you say?”
“Sure, okay, your right we’ve got to lay low. And I mean, Manson was drunk, he can’t even remember who he is in the morning, huh, I guess”
Paige dragged himself up and wrapped his arms around Jay who fought away tears, reassuringly as Paige held his hand tightly and lead him towards a certain coach car…
Part 14
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Scene: FINALY! Some ** action! **
“Well look at that! You rich folk drag around everything everywhere!”
Paige said playfully opening the door. Jay looks at him waiting.
“What?”
“Arherm!”
Jay pouts and puts his hand out in front of him waiting.
“Oh right!”
Paige holds his hand and Jay walks up into the car, Paige rolls his eyes and then runs over to the driver’s seat and holds the wheel and honks the horn loudly.
“Where to good sir?”
Jay giggles as he rubs his hands against the luxurious red velvet interior and pokes his head through the window to the front seat and wraps his arms around Paige and whispers softly into his ear.
“To the stars”
Jay kisses his earlobe and sucks on it gently as he makes tender kisses all the way down onto Paige’s soft neck, tongue flicking softly. Paige melts into Jay’s shoulder twisting his head back resting oh his neck in ecstasy, letting Jay better access to his feather light ministrations down his shoulder. Jay’s hand traveled up and down Paige’s chest, Paige turned his head and gently licked Jay’s cheek, their eyes met in a heavy cloud of lust glittering in triochromes of hazel, gold and blue.
With his strong arms, Jay pulled Paige through the window holding him tenderly. Paige on top of Jay’s heaving chest their mouths in a crushing kiss, Jay relished in the taste of the cheap strawberry bubble gum on his breath.
‘So sweetly Paige, I’m so drunk on you’
Paige straddled his waist, gently rubbing his arousal against Jay’s leg, Jay ripped off his jacket and moved up and tore off Paige’s, hands running up under his shirt, his skin smooth, silken and hot.
Jay reached over and pulled at Paige’s belt, hands lingering on his waist and taking his sweet time on the button fly, he undid it one by one. Paige moaned in frustration and instinctively bucked against his touch against his hands and on Jay’s own erection that poked against his thigh.
Finally, in his own frustration, he pulled off the offending pants and practically tore off his own T-shirt. Paige took his T-shirt off, almost gingerly as if he were so painfully shy of himself; Jay gazed in stunned amazement.
“Oh come now! Don’t tell me the artist of all those sexy, naughty, dirty…
Jay lay feathery kissed Paige’s bare chest as he spoke.
“…Masterpieces is “shy?””
Googly eyes from Paige as a response.
“Aw, we’ll don’t worry, my little angel I’ll be a really, really, really, good…”
“Fuck!”
Paige said, pulling Jay down and tore away at all the clothing, the friction on their skins on the velvet upholstery created a maddening sensation, Jay reached for his white silk scarf that lay beside him, Paige took the scarf and tied it around his neck tight. The restriction of air gave an alluring feeling, to imitate dying while fucking this most elegant creature, a sick little fetisha.
“Turn over”
Paige whispered in his ear.
Obeying so, he turned himself over, holding on to the seat, Paige straddled him, his legs either side of him. Milky white and light olive, glisten in the artificial light of the ships vast gut, Paige dug around in his the pockets of his pants, found a small glass vile of perfume.
‘Peaches and Cream’
Smiling to himself as he coated his cock with the sweet scented liquid, Jay’s supple ass cheeks reminding him of just that. Using the liquid on his hands he rubbed them together to make it hot and gently pressed one finger against Jay’s tight entry. A heated yelp escaped him as he almost instinctively sat down on the finger, impaling himself deeper to meet more contact. His cock rubbing against the grain of the velvet seat, smearing a stain of per cum. (Authors’ Note: Someone will have some problems explaining the white stains on the upholstery to the dry cleaners! Teeheehee! A little pre-fucking humor there ^_^’)
“Dam it! You’re so tight inside…”
Paige said as he soothed Jay’s taut insides slowly as he bucked down against him, chest and cock massaged by the velvet, he pushed a second finger inside and then a third feeling that Jay’s tightness was as a result of minimal fucking. This was far from the truth though; Bobby and Jay had fucked like rabbits but Jay had the uncharacteristic (of the relationship) been the more dominant sexual partner.
When he felt that Jay had been sufficiently lubed and fingered, Paige pulled out his fingers and sucked on them tasting that sweetly flat taste he remembered when he had sucked his cock, mixed only with a bitter but welcome aftertaste of the perfume.
Jay turned his head trying to look at Paige, flicking his tongue as to say, “I want some too”
Paige slipped his fingers into Jay’s mouth were they were sucked feverishly as he poked himself into Jay, biting slightly onto his fingers and bucking harder against the seat creating a delicious friction against his balls. Paige’s other hand reached around to his cock and stroked it against the fabric, which melted away the slight burn of Paige’s first thrust inside Jay.
Fingers leaving his mouth in a slick wet slurping sound, smearing clear juices on his flushed cheek as his hand made its way down to the other, pumping at his cock. Jay’s hot breath tinted his reflection frosty and then white as the air in the tiny coach became hotter and thicker to breath, sweat trickled down his forehead, down his nose and landing on the rich red fabric staining it further.
He thrust in deep in a slow heated, circle movement until he felt Jay bucked down harder against Paige’s cock to impale himself faster. The faster friction on his cock, chest and balls made him moan and grip his hands deep into the ebony wood paneling at the back of the seat, his fingernails chiseling little crescents into the wood. Paige’s mouth nipped and sucked at Jay’s neck leaving black green bruises around the broken skin as he feasted on the little blood that seeped out. He ran his tongue along the gouges, trying to coax up more blood from the wound and thrusting his tongue in as his cock buried itself in an upward thrust.
Jay’s vision was clouded with lust and sweat, he tensed up, and he’s so close to cumming now. Paige is thrusting into him wildly now and his breathing was strangled as his orgasm was heightened by the slight Auto Erotic Asphyxiation from the scarf around his neck. He pulled the scarf a little looser now in fear of passing out as he was fully appreciating the heat the smoldered inside Jay as he speared the g-spot within him. Both bodies now on the edge and in unison they let out an ear piercing screech as they came, Paige thrust in so deep as he came that Jay’s body slammed against the seat, hand slamming against the fogged glass.
Part 15
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Scene: Two security guards wave their flashlights around in the darkness when suddenly they here some noise and they go and investigate. Their names are Darren and Daniel.
“I knew this was going to be bad, why did I let you talk me into this job anyway?”
“Oh shut up Daz, if it weren’t for ME we’d be in some penitentiary colony in Australia breaking rocks by now!”
“Shut you mouth Dan…”
“You shut your mouth Daz, do you hear that?”
“Sounds familiar, lets go have a look see!”
“You know there’s a word for that…”
“Yeah free show! Lets go!”
Rolling his eyes, Daniel followed the dark hared man to where the sounds were coming from, someone’s private car.
Darren crouched down quietly behind the door with his torch ready in hand.
“Gotcha!”
Silence and musty air greeted Darren while Daniel laughed.
“What the?”
“I don’t think we need to report this one to our supervisor Daz!”
“Damn! Well I know a cabin that is in disuse, how about that?”
“Sounds good to me!”
While those two made there way up to 3rd class, Paige and Jay were on the top deck, giggling like idiots as they had overheard the two security guards.
“It all unfurls tomorrow you know”
“Yes, I’ll try to find that leech Manson before he finds Robert”
“Jay, are you going to tell Robert?”
“I don’t know just yet”
“I don’t want to be the other man Jay I want to be with you and only you”
“Look, meet me on the lower deck tomorrow and we’ll sort it all out okay?”
“Fine okay!”
Paige looked around and left with a quick peck on Jay’s cheek as he raced down to steerage class as Jay just stood there with Paige’s kiss cooled by the icy wind licked his cheek.
Part 16
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Scene: Above their heads he stood there like a gaunt vulture, with his cigarette dangling loosely between his fingers he flicked the hot ashes into the wind. Robert snarled in disgust at what he had just witnessed his lover with some commoner. He felt betrayed, as nasty a son of a bitch he can be, he had a heart too but on seeing this his heart closed like the ice around the hull of a boat in frozen water, squeezing it to death.
He walked into the door of their shared penthouse to find Jay smiling as he read a book by the fire place, he saw that he was holding the book upside down and it was in Spanish. His neck wrapped in his favorite white scarf gingerly trying to hide the very apparent love bites that adorned him, he saw that he wore the ring he’d given him as a gift was on a different finger, blind hate bubbled inside Robert now. The ice crushed against his heart splintering it to pieces, how dare he. Robert slammed the door to his room and whipped away his angry tears, he will bring that “Paige” street scum down, Robert Hernedez is no ones sloppy seconds.
Meanwhile…
Paige danced up and down like a drunken idiot back to 3rd class to find Amir heaving and sweating as a couple of bellboys lay passed out on the floor, Paige stepped over them gingerly.
“Lemme guess, Page 345 of the Sutra – illustration included?”
“Viva la Mexico! Meet Miguel and Mikey”
“Mami! No quero er a la esquela! Todos los ninos me llaman ‘Picahoso Rascooon!”
“Whatever Meegs, why are we so happy? Did you get to bang the Salvation Army Drum?”
Amir said hauling himself on an empty bunk and motioned Paige to sit with him.
“Bang!”
“Well I’m glad, we were both over due for some nookie”
“Yeah but one of us got more than expected”
“Really?”
“I don’t want to talk about it just now I just want to get some rest, I’m exhausted”
“That’s okay babe”
As Paige’s dreams were comforting in the arms of his friend, Roberts dreams were bitter and spite filled. His heart left a handful of frozen splinters, crushed by two cold white hands of ice scattered over the frozen seas.
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