"Sleazy" Is Every Lawyer's Middle Name

Addock just sighed.

"Right."

"So we can do whatever I want, right?" he asked, more cheerfully.

"Within reason," he warned him. "If you do something...weird, or something I don't like, I'll tell you, and if you don't listen...Maggie will make you listen."

"Maggie won't be in the room," he replied, shrugging. "I'll be fine."

"So you think," he replied, smiling himself. "Are we to your house yet?"

"Yeah, yeah, just get out of the car," he said, pulling into his garage. "Is your dog smart enough to follow me, or do I have to hold your hand?"

"Maggie is smarter than you are," Addock replied, as she led him to the door.

"Maybe you should bring her to the courthouse so you can actually win something, then," he replied, shrugging. He led them into the house nonetheless, ushering them both into the elevator and out again on the upper floor. He helped Addock into the bedroom, but purposefully locked Maggie out.

"I have my own condoms this time, so it should be more pleasurable, for me, at least--I don't know what it's like to have sex when you're blind, or when you're poor. I have them imported from Japan. The lubricant is from Germany."

He pushed Addock onto the bed, smiling. "These sheets are actually from New York, but they were still nice an expensive. Being good at my job has benefits, you see."

Addock looked almost pained, even as he laid down on the comfortable bed. It was pitiful, really. It made sense that the "better" lawyer got paid more, true. He just wished the "better" lawyer wasn't Stephen. It made him grimace just thinking about it.

"Do you want me to take off my glasses?" he asked. "My eyes are...creepy, or so I've been told. I don't really know. It's up to you."

Addock moved to take off his clothes. Son, all he had on were his pants.

"That depends--will they get in the way of you giving a good blowjob? Because if they won't, it's your choice." Stephen already wore nothing but a condom, and he sat on the bed, grinning.

"Do you need me to show you where it is, or can you find it on your own?"

Addock took off his glasses and set them on the table he had managed to find. He had also piled his clothes there. His eyes were a milky white, but the faint outline of the iris and the pupil could be seen. Though they were very faint, around his eyes, scars left over from surgery could be seen. It was very obvious that he couldn't see, as his eyes simply would not focus. They would move, but it didn't seem to be controlled or even noticed by Addock. If he heard a noise, his eyes would move to look, if purely on reaction alone.

"Do you mind?" Addock asked. He pushed Stephen on the bed and moved on top of him, until he knew their faces were close. He couldn't look at him, but he wanted Stephen to get a good look at his eyes.

"No, no," he cooed, pushing Addock's head downward and placing his hand on his penis. "It's down there. That's where you have to suck. Unless you wanted to kiss more, which I suppose is fine--I'm drunk enough to actually like this."

Addock shrugged. He supposed Stephen was fine with his eyes, as very creepy as they were. He used his hands, briefly, simple because he needed to know where he was, exactly. Then, he kissed Stephen on his stomach, making his way down. He was slightly out of practice, considering he hadn't had a boyfriend in quite some time. Even as he began to suck on Stephen, he thought about going out and asking Alexei to set him up with someone.

He caressed Addock's cheek. "Yes, go on, don't be shy...you already owe me for tonight, remember? Make it good."

Now that he was actually alone and naked with Addock, maintaining his facade of nonchalance was growing increasingly more difficult. He had never really wanted to admit it, but he had fantasized about sex with a man before; being sucked off was one of his more common fantasies. He hoped Addock wouldn't notice, but he was already very hard.

Addock ran his tongue over him, pressing his tongue against Stephen as he took him into his mouth. He sucked on him, focusing on the sensation. It was easy for him, being blind and all. He remembered how much he enjoyed giving blowjobs, how much fun it was to listen and to feel the other person squirm. He even forgot, briefly, it was Stephen he was sucking off.

And Stephen did squirm. He had been hoping Addock wouldn't be good at this; surely it was more difficult when you couldn't see. But somehow, Addock knew exactly which places to lick and suck and apply pressure to with his tongue.

Stephen was panting heavily after only a few minutes.

"Perhaps...perhaps you can stop," he said quietly, not wanting to moan again. It had been embarrassing enough the last time.

But Addock didn't stop, despite both of them knowing precisely how well his hearing was. He continued on, completely ignoring Stephen. Stephen insisted Addock owed him, so he figured he had to finish his fantastic blowjob. He could tell Stephen was really enjoying it, too, which was satisfactory for its own reasons. He continued to suck and lick and gently bite and he enjoyed it as Stephen squirmed and protested, and he refused to stop, no matter what Stephen said.

"Really, it's fine," he insisted, swallowing. None of his girlfriends had ever been able to do it like this. Maybe he should have tried to sleep with that blind client a few months back.

"You don't really need to--no, closer to the tip again. Please." He ran his hands through Addock's hair and stopped resisting, though he wasn't proud of himself. He felt so close, stopping would be criminal at this point.

Addock listened, and he could tell Stephen was close when he stopped resisting. For a split second, he thought about stopping, just to be an ass. But he figured, he might as well just get it over with. He didn't mind, anyway. He somewhat enjoyed doing this, but he wouldn't let Stephen know.

At the last moment, he shoved Addock back and pulled out of his mouth so he could cum all over his face. He smiled at the sight; he had been waiting to see something similar all night.

"...You should probably lick that off or something," he said smugly.

Addock took a handful of the sheets and wiped his face off.

"Le me guess," he replied dryly. "'Bet you didn't see that coming'."

Stephen snorted, patting him on the head. "If you could bring that wit with you into the courtroom, you'd be worth something. Now get on the bed and lay down."

"What are you planning on doing to me?" Addock wondered, as he laid down. He stretched out, feeling strangely energized. He had to admit, Stephen wasn't horrible in bed.

"You mentioned something earlier, that gay men do? I'm not gay, but why don't you show me, anyway?"

He snorted. It was painfully obvious that Stephen was at least bi. Addock reached for him, pulling Stephen on top of him. He ran his hand over Stephen's stomach, until he found his cock. He chuckled.

"Hard again already?"