"Hey Marti," Trevor said as he was coming down the stairs.

"What's up?" I asked.

"We're going out today remember," he said and wrapped his arms around me from behind, "I'm bringing you to a nice hotel."

"Oh?" I questioned.

"We're gonna get massages, eat nice food, have some great sex all over the hotel room, and relax," he whispered in my ear as he was kissing down my neck.

"I'm excited," I giggled.

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We left the house after packing our bags quickly and getting into Trevor's truck. I sat back and relaxed a bit as the drive was long. I looked out the window as we were passing by the city and driving away from it.

I've never really left this city before, I've always been here and the only time I've ever left was to see some family I barely new during Christmas one year. It ended with dad getting into a fist fight with his brother. I remember almost like it was yesterday.

"You're trying to claim I'm a bad father?!" My dad screamed at his brother, Dennis, as he got off the couch.

"All I'm saying is that your son has almost been arrested for selling drugs and my son is already taking college courses in high school," Dennis sneered.

"Don't try to act all high and mighty shitbird, your son is only in those courses because you bribed the professors," my dad yelled back.

"At least I use my money wisely when it comes to buying things, you leave Marti home alone while going on trips!" Dennis yelled back.

"Marti doesn't mind that! He doesn't like leaving the city anyways!" My dad yelled back as he stepped into Dennis's face.

"Have you ever even asked your son how he feels?!" Dennis yelled.

"I ask him all the time!" My dad yelled back. "Tell him Marti," he said to me. I simply nodded and kept my head down, trying to avoid this altogether.

"Your son hates you so much he doesn't even wanna look at you," Dennis chuckled.

My dad threw the first hit into Dennis's nose, Dennis grabbed my dads shirt and threw him onto the ground. They rolled over and continued punching each other wherever they could hit. I rolled my eyes as I stood up and walked out of the house. I walked over to my dads truck and sat in the bed as I lit a cigarette.

Dennis's son Finnis hopped into the bed with me, "you got another one?" He asked while sighing. I handed him a cigarette and the lighter. He sighed as he took the first puff, "our dads are fucking assholes," he mentioned.

"That's probably why we're assholes too," I chuckled. Finnis joined in my laughter while shaking his head.

"One day I'll be away from his helicopter ways," Finnis said.

"One day I'll be out of that city," I said as we both kept smoking.

"We're here," Trevor said as we pulled into a hotel driveway, pulling me from my thoughts. He looked at me and put his hand on my forehead, "are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm alright, just thinking of the last time I actually left Castle City, it was a long time ago," I said and shook my head as I hopped out of the truck.

Trevor got out as well and brought over a luggage cart and put the suitcases on. He handed the keys to the valet man as we walked in together to the check in desk.

"Hello, how are you today?" The lady at the counter said.

"I'm alright, check in for Trevor Ivanov, three nights, one bed," he said as he held out his ID card and his credit card.

"Thank you," she said and took his cards and ran them, she started typing and gave us key cards for our hotel room, "enjoy your stay."

We nodded at her as we went towards the elevator with our cart. We got into the elevator and Trevor pinned me against the mirrored walls, "I'm so happy I get to spend this with you," he whispered against my lips as he started kissing me, running his fingers into my hair and pulling my head to the side, then biting into my neck.

I let out a slight moan just as the elevator stopped and the doors opened, he stepped back from me, biting his lip, looking me up and down. "Let's go," I said as we walked out, he pulled the cart with him and we walked to our room at the end of the hallway.

I used the key card to open the door and saw a luxury room with a California king bed.

"Wow," I said as I walked over and laid on top of it, "this is nice," I sighed out as I stretched. Trevor pulled our suitcases off the cart and put them inside by the door then pushed the cart down the hallway.

I opened an eye when I felt him get on top of me, he kissed my lips lovingly and gripped my wrists, moving them up above my head and keeping me pinned down. I let out a soft whimper as he bit into my lip and pulled on it slowly.

"Let's go get a massage before I tear you up," he whispered against my lips.

I giggled slightly, "alright," I said as he stood up, pulling me up by my arms and looking me up and down as he stepped back. We grabbed our key cards as we left the room.

When we arrived at the spa area I was surprised by how nice it was, I know this is a five star hotel but it was lavish to say the least.

"Hello," a lady said as she came up to us, "do you have an appointment?" She asked.

"Trevor and Marti," he said as he pulled me close to him.

"Would you like a male masseuse or female?" She asked as we walked over to the counter together.

"I just need someone who can do deep tissue," Trevor said then looked at me.

"Anything works for me, I've never had a massage before," I admitted.

"Alrighty," she said as she typed into her computer, "would you like separate rooms?" She asked.

"Nah, we're together," Trevor said as he wrapped an arm around me. I looked down with a shy smile and a red face.

"Got it," she said with a smile, "follow me," as she walked into a room. We followed her and she handed us some bathrobes, "just press this button when you're ready."

"Thank you," I said as she left.

We changed into robes quickly and before I could press the button, Trevor pulled me into his arms and kissed down my neck, "should I tease you before your massage?" He whispered in my ear as he ran his hands down my sides and turned me around, pinning me against the wall.

He stuck his thumb into my mouth and looked into my eyes, I started sucking on his thumb as he moved it in and out of my mouth. "Good boy," he whispered in my ear as he took his thumb out of my mouth and gripped the head of my member, running his thumb over it, causing me to shiver in pleasure.

He pulled me back towards the massage tables and pushed me to my knees as he pulled off his robe, he gripped my hair and shoved his member into my mouth, "fuck," he breathed out slightly as I moved my head up and down. He ran his fingers through my hair and started moving my head down a bit more. He let out a deep groan and pulled my head back quickly, "we'll finish when we're in the room," he said while panting slightly.

My red face smiled a bit as I stood up, he kissed me quickly and spanked my butt as I walked over to the button and pressed it. I got on the table quickly, pulling off my robe and laying on my stomach, then put the small towel over my butt.

A few seconds later two masseuses walked in, both women. "How are you guys today?" One of them asked as she walked past us and turned on some music.

"We're doing well," Trevor said as he moved his arms up.

"Wow sir, you have a lot of tattoos," she said as she traced his tattoos with her finger. I shot her a death glare as she did this and when she finally noticed me, she snatched her hand away and started massaging him while avoiding eye contact with me. Trevor took notice and chuckled as he put his head back down.

The lady next to me started working on my back and I sighed in relief from the movements.

"So what do you guys do for work?" The lady working on Trevor asked.

"Things," he said back blankly.

"Oh," she said while laughing nervously. "Uh, where do you guys live?" She asked.

"Here and there," he responded blankly again.

I snorted at her failed attempts at talking with Trevor. I heard her sigh a bit annoyed, "sir, what are those scars from?" She asked.

"Which ones?" Trevor asked.

"The ones on your friend there," she asked. I kept my head down and tried not to relive what happened. I understand they're noticeable but do people realize you don't ask about scars for a reason?

"None of your business," Trevor said back, a bit annoyed now.

I gulped a bit worried as the lady massaging me was trying to ignore the awkward exchange happening. "I'm sorry, she's a bit nosy," my masseuse whispered to me.

"It happens," I whispered back.

"A-Alright sir, I'm sorry I asked, would you prefer I not talk?" She asked Trevor.

"Yes," Trevor said.

"I will not talk then," she said, clearly offended.

I rolled my eyes as I tried to relax into the massage, thankfully for the rest of it, she didn't speak.