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Wings to Fly, Eyes that Burn	By : Zilo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Eminem/Marshall Mathers Views: 6381 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Marshall swiped a hand across his wet brow and ran fingers through his sweaty hair. He watched Remy watching him silently and let his hand drop. “I was working out when Maleto came and found me.” His gaze drifted down to his feet, which he shuffled a bit before looking back up. “So uh, here I am.“ He shrugged his shoulders nervously but tried to keep his gaze level and steady.

Remy smirked at him and ran his thumb across Marshall’s chapped pink lips. “I jus’ want t’ watch de show.”

“The show?” Marshall asked in confusion.

“Y’ jus’ worked out an’ y’re all sweaty, y’ need t’ shower. I want t’ watch y’ shower. I want y’ t’ finger yo’self an’ jack off for me.”

Marshall’s lips parted slightly as if to say something but he seemed to change his mind and instead just nodded. “Okay.”

The shower room wasn’t empty the way Marshall had been expecting it to be. It was late afternoon and not really a normal time for anyone to be there. He slowed his pace upon seeing the other two occupants, showering at opposite ends and ignoring each other. Remy bumped his outstretched hand against his lower back, fingertips urging him forward. Marshall took the hint and found an empty bench to sit on while he undressed.

He caught himself covertly eyeing Remy as he too undressed, when he thought about it, the need to conceal his interest in the other man was completely unnecessary. Remy had fucked him two other previous times, both of which had been in darkness. He took a longer look at the other, this time allowing his gaze to wander past his prominent hipbones. Remy’s cock was quite long and lean, much like the rest of him. He remembered that cock, it had hurt but Remy had gone slow, said he had to do it right. Marshall knew he was lucky to have landed a master as skilled and good to him as Remy. He was nothing like Max. When his gaze finally wandered back up to his face he found himself to be under the same sort of examination. He squared his shoulders and tightened his stomach muscles, holding the new posture for a second before he got up and wandered out into the main shower room.

Remy loved Marshall’s conflicted uneasiness, one minute he’d be acting like a nervous school boy, the next he’d be eye fucking him, both were sexy as hell.

Upon entering the steamy shower room Remy recognized one of the other guys. His name was Joaquin but everyone called him Scarface, a joke because he was weird and had a scar above his lip. Remy and him had fucked around a couple months back; he was a decent lay but nothing special and the Cajun had lost interest.

Remy felt Joaquin’s intense wolfish green eyes on him as soon as he entered. He wasn’t sure how he would react, if he would even do anything, but simply having him there was an added bonus to his excitement. Marshall completely unaware took a far wall shower and turned the hot water on. Remy took the shower one over from Joaquin and directly across from his boy, who was already soaping himself up.

He looked damn sexy; eyes closed and head tilted back as he let the water run down his face and shoulders. His hands were rubbing soapy circles across his nipples, his mouth slightly hanging open. His fingers danced across his tight abs and trailed down past his hips to grip his dick.

Remy glanced sideways at Joaquin and was very satisfied to see his lusty gaze transfixed on Marshall. He turned his attention back to his boy again, eyes still tightly closed, hand moving firmly up his shaft. The other guy who was there turned off his shower and walked out.

“Don’ know how t’ appreciate de finer t’ings in life.” Remy commented at his departure.

Joaquin turned to him then, eyes dilated with lust. “I can appreciate him. Can I have a couple minutes?” Remy looked at him speculatively. “I’ll make it worth your while. Please Remy, just until he comes.”

“Y’ c’n suck him off, but ya’ll owe me, an’ don’ be t’inkin this is a regular t’ing. Da boy belongs t’ me. I jus’ know what dat mouth o’ yours c’n do an’ I wanna watch y’ work him.”

Marshall had been trying to whiten everything out, he wasn’t in room full of men; he was by himself just jacking off in the shower. He didn’t hear the other man’s approach, so when a slick tongue licked across his upper thigh it took him completely by surprise. It was even more surprising to look down into unfamiliar green eyes. This guy wasn’t Remy. His head shot up to stare across the room at the Cajun, who was nodding at him and stroking his own hard cock. If Remy was getting off to it, Marshall figured, he probably wasn’t going to break this guy’s face in for touching him. Green eyes sucked one of his testicles into his warm mouth and he gasped involuntarily. His eyes widened as that same mouth deep throated his cock. “Shiit.” He panted out, his fingers quickly tangling in dark wet hair. He didn’t last very long in the guy’s hot skilled mouth.

Remy watched as Joaquin swallowed every drop of cum Marshall gave him, such a slut he thought to himself. It was hot to watch the two, but at the same time Remy felt slightly possessive. He hadn’t thought he he would. He’d always enjoyed the spice of life, trying a bit of everything and everyone. He wasn’t the type to settle down, weather in prison or out of. He smirked, naturally the selection wasn’t as good in prison but a guy with his sort of status could work his way around, and work it he had. It made sense he supposed; things had been getting boring and maybe a bit lonely. It had been time to find a partner anyway. He was just surprised at himself for having found one and having gotten attached to him without meaning too.
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