A Man of the World Ch. 02

I would like to thank Emily Thayer for her assistances and editing for the second chapter of A Man of the World. She provided excellent feedback based on my outline, feedbacks, and notes. Created and Story by Allen Knot.

North Hollywood

10/31/2017

While Arthur never typically makes elaborate plans for Halloween, this year he had received an invite from Victoria. Considering that they had made up recently, even if it was still fresh from a few days ago, he decided to go along with it. As it was a costume party, Arthur knew just what he would be wearing, because it was something Victoria had approached him about before, to which he had reluctantly agreed. It is a Batman costume, a smooth fit in the arms and chest, with a detailed, accurate cowl and cape. Victoria knows his tastes pretty well, remembering that Arthur said he likes Batman, while Arthur thinks of it more as doing a favor for his friend by attending the party.

He met Victoria at his place as they planned to take his car together. After discussing their costumes, she had come in the perfect one. A tight-fitting option for her, too. Catwoman's, but with an even more daringly open chest, no sleeves, and only the slightest mask to cover her identity. For anyone who knew her, it would be pretty obvious it was Victoria behind it.

That was made even more clear when they arrived at the party, and Victoria was recognized as soon as she stepped out of the car. It was a friend of hers, Vanessa Hudgens. She was standing with two guys who were both in costumes, one a white tux with a red bird mask, and the other a gold and black jumpsuit. Arthur could not place what the costumes were supposed to be, let alone who the three of them were. He certainly had a long way to go toward learning about everyone in Victoria's circle, but that was a task for another time as he did not fancy interrupting her conversation.

After Victoria rejoined him, she was quick to point out the identities of the three, Vanessa, Ross Butler, and Pierson Fode. Arthur says nothing, amusing Victoria.

"You can tell me you have no idea who they are now," she teases, but Arthur only smiles back.

"You know, I am not just saying that. I have just never been involved with this crowd."

Victoria shrugs off the subject, instead walking with Arthur closer to the center of the party, sure to make her introductions along the way, stopping every once in a while. Arthur was happy to wait along the perimeter of the conversation, never stepping in, and notably never being welcomed into it either. If anything, Arthur figured he would come off as polite.

Soon enough, they step inside the actual house on the property, hearing some rap music pounding through what must be an elaborate sound system, for a house of this size.

"So, whose house is this, actually?" Arthur asks, before they are approached, two young women looking up to Victoria.

"Hey," they trail off excitedly, introducing themselves as Kelli Berglund and Olivia Holt. Victoria knew both of them, congratulating Kelli over the completion of a recent project, before Arthur interjected over Olivia.

"I heard you are getting involved in an upcoming series for Marvel, right?" he asks, Olivia switching her gaze and peering up at him.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Did not really think that news was out there yet," she says, looking between her two peers, "Who even knows about that except like, total nerds?"

The group laughs together, but Arthur is far from ashamed of a status like that. Separately, Victoria giggles, amused that Olivia is in for a surprise if she hooks up with Arthur. The stereotypical 'nerd' label would not stick then, not in the way that she thought.

"That sounds about right," he says, looking around the house. While he does, he notices that Kelli, standing just before him, has her eyes right on him. Staring through him, before Victoria says something and she snaps out of it.

The grounds were beautiful, like most places in the city there is expansive open-air area, an almost sickly modern twist to everything. Twisted metal sculptures included, in this case, though the fountain in the wading pool, which he could see from here over everyone was still intriguing to him. What got to him the most was how flat the whole house seemed, outside of the fact that it had an upper level everything seems to be visible from anywhere you stood. If anything, it was just a strange way to build a house.

Before another moment passed, Arthur notices that Kelli is grabbing his attention again, looking at him. He does not say anything when she links her arm with his, separating him and Victoria. Arthur looks back, seeing Victoria and Olivia standing together, cheerfully waving to him. For now, Arthur is happy to go along with this and see just where he ends up, even if he is not sure what is going on.

Walking through the party, it was easy for Arthur to cast glances around to the other partygoers. None seemed to be looking at him, and he did not recognize many, not that any of them recognized him. If he had asked, Kelli could have listed plenty of them off. Pop stars, like Hailee Steinfeld or Demi Lovato. Actors and actresses, like Sophie Turner, Timothee Chalamet, and Ariel Winter. None that Arthur knew personally, but none that knew Arthur, just plenty that ended up staring as Kelli mounted the stairs, leading Arthur along with her, side by side.

Arthur could not easily say what the added attention was for, as they disappeared to the second level, left alone by the crowd of people. The music dulled further, still pumping through the halls but only in murmurs, faint whispers of what it was before. Arthur's attention is more easily drawn to Kelli now, and she seems to be a woman on a mission.

Now that they had a moment alone, Arthur took the time to look over the costume that Kelli was in, his own Batman costume still holding up through the awkward walk up the stairs. Hers had as well, without much trouble, a tight black sexy nurse costume, with red trim all around, and fishnet leggings with white crosses inside red circles. The sides were open, as well as the arms, the garment half-sleeved with black gloves ending at the elbows.

Before another moment passed, he is in the door, and it is closed behind him, leaving just himself and Kelli in the well-lit, overly modern bedroom. It was clearly a spare, there was little decorating the walls except for some strange, paneled art, an analog clock made of short metal bars that denoted the hours, with two dark wooden hands, one for the minutes, the other for the hours.

Arthur finds it hard to focus too much, until Kelli squeezes his hand, her other hand bracing against his chest, but quickly falling and cupping his crotch. There, she takes a full palm of his package, though it is not so easily contained it is still not obvious inside the costume, as Arthur wouldn't wear anything so brazen.

"So...I know all about you. I want this, big boy."

"What?" Arthur asks, looking down at her through the cowl. After all, that could mean any manner of things.

"You know what I'm talking about. What you are working with, here. Victoria told me all about you."

"Well, what are you looking for?"

Kelli lit up at the response, her smirk breaking into an outright smile.

"I figure, we can start with anal. What do you think?"

Arthur is still stunned, reeling after the bombshell of Victoria apparently telling her friends about their sexual relationship, without any warning to Arthur. How many people knew about them, now? Despite that, he was at least intrigued by the offer Kelli was putting on the table. And walking back to the party now was going to be an awkward affair. He was hardly out anything, even if anal was far from his preference.

"Sure," he declares, confidence oozing from him, while Kelli shivers with excitement.

"Lovely," she says, squatting in front of him and leveling her head with his crotch, easily pulling his cock out through the folds of his underwear and pants, which Arthur previously had not noticed could be so easily creased to achieve just this end. Kelli was shocked, her lips forming a circle while she expressed her surprise, "Oh my god, it is so big," she blurts out at the next second, "I thought Victoria was kidding, at least a little."

"Anal. You are sure?"

"Yes, please? I prepared for this after Victoria told me all about the two of you...I want it. You know, no chance of pregnancy, plus, guys love it anyway. Right?"

Whether or not that was true, relatively, it was clear to Arthur that Kelli's and Victoria's image of a 'regular guy' was quite far off from his own.

Arthur nods hesitantly, lowering his hands to her shoulders while she works her soft hands on his cock. It is only a minute or so later when she has Arthur fully lubed with spit and prepared, and she rises back to her feet before spinning and bending over the bed, presenting herself toward Arthur.

"God, it looks so incredible from down here..." It seemed like only a minute had passed since he had walked through the bedroom door, and in reality, it couldn't have been overly longer than a few. It was all happening so fast. But this was one of Victoria's friends. And he had made it this far without any issues. What would go wrong going just that little bit further?

Kelli is impatient, stacking her hands together and swinging her hips from side to side gently, "Come on, Arthur...don't you want this? I want you to take me."

Arthur's hands land on her again, one on each of her lovely soft hips just at the gap in the sides of her costume. He let his cock, sticking out like it was, tap between her plump cheeks. The breather is more to steady himself than anything else.

After that, Arthur takes the opportunity granted to him. He slides into her, his hands squeezing more tightly as he brings his body forward, each inch only going when Kelli's body allowed. But it was a movement he followed along the instant it was available, until she was nearly full, Arthur's length, wet, thick, and tightly held. Kelli was pulling in air, her hands both grabbing the bed's comforter tightly in balled fists, elbow-length black gloves on each of them.

Arthur leans over her, standing proudly and powerfully. Despite his form, despite everything, Arthur could not help reminding himself that to him, this was always just going to be okay. Never the greatest sensation he would ever experience, or the proudest moment of his life of pleasing women. It was hard to brush that aside though Kelli had made it clear that anal was topping the list of her priorities, to start with. It did not help that, if he were to really ask himself, he was not much of an ass man at all. He could admire one, same as plenty of other attractive body parts, but it would not stick out in his mind. That belonged to breasts.

As he slipped away into his own thoughts, Kelli picked up the pace, working hard with her knees propped up on the bed, letting her carry her full momentum back and forth. It begins a wet slapping sound, produced each time that Kelli slams her hips backward. Arthur looks up to her eyes, watching her give a slow nod before her eyes roll back, and she drops herself into her first orgasm, almost from anal only, aside from the fingers Arthur uses to play with her clit, with Kelli having abandoned using her arms to keep her head off the bed. Kelli seems perfectly content to use her full strength to keep her knees up and work her hips backward, with Arthur in turn providing ample forward momentum for her leverage.

For Arthur, despite the warm sensation of their bodies close, he was still distracted, letting it stick in his mind that anal was clearly near the top of Kelli's list. He had never met a woman like that before.

With Arthur distracted, he does not notice as Kelli's volume picks up, a constant, droning moan leaving her open mouth. Her face, if anyone could have seen it, looked stuck with her jaw lowered, the immense waves of pleasure off being indulged in her favorite act too much to bear, sending her into a repeating pattern of orgasms every minute or so, with only the barest time to recover between. Kelli recognizes, somewhere between the fourth and fifth, that she is in no state to complain, even if she could fabricate one off-hand.

It is just then that the two are interrupted by a door opening behind them, a crowd huddling around the door. Sex at the party was not exactly unexpected, and the partygoers were eager to drop in on the first two to break that barrier. But it was clear that most were surprised to see Arthur there, instead of some traditional star. Victoria was there, too, and she looked, oddly, proud.

Arthur is himself shocked at the revelation, frozen in place with a glance to his side. He could not move, with how far he was buried inside Kelli, but with how far that was, it was clear just how large Arthur's cock was to all of the new spectators. So far, indeed, that Kelli did not notice the events transpiring in the room. Olivia included, and she even stepped forward to get the door.

Just like that, they were left alone again, while the group made their way back down to the larger party. Almost as if this had not been a total breach of privacy, but all in all, Kelli seemed even less bothered than some of the men had been. Refocusing, Arthur fixed Kelli's position and slid his hands along her smooth costume. As Arthur got back up to his own pace, it did not take very long for the orgasms to strike Kelli again.

It is after the seventh or eighth, each a full, constricting, rocking explosion of an orgasm for her, that Arthur slows down, recognizing that he is not quite ready to reach his own climax. He can see that it is wearing Kelli out faster than he expected as well.

Through the whole ordeal it has become, Kelli loses her breath for just a moment, on the edge of consciousness, and driven further as Arthur begins the process of taking himself out. Her head is cocked to the side, her eyes peering over her shoulder when Arthur lowers his tip against her lower lips, his shaft still covered in the lube. Arthur keeps himself there, using his hand to guide his tip and stroke it along her lips, top to bottom. Kelli moans out, just before the two lock eyes and Arthur proceeds forward, burying himself in her second hole of the night. Kelli recoils slightly, her head shaking upward.

"Oh, fuck that is good...you have got me so...full..." she exclaims, her voice weak after the first word slips out.

Kelli reaches out and clasps her hand over his, squeezing it tightly, only a minute later continuing the movement that she had so quickly jumped to when Arthur was in her ass. This was not her favorite, and if Arthur were honest, he would have to concur. He had just met Kelli, and he had more history with Victoria at this point, which made the night he had spent with her, awkward as the events afterward were, more special to him in his mind.

Still, the act itself was solidly Arthur's second favorite type, with having his dick sucked topping the list, by a margin. There was still something tangibly better about pussy for him, compared to an ass. Even playing with her tits would be ahead of anal, in the end. But this was where he would have his real fun and get a chance to climax, and so he continues, gladly taking his chance and pounding her into the bed, eventually easing her legs down and using his own hands to hold her up instead, to put her in the perfect position for him.

"Arthur..." she repeats his name, a few times, loose ramblings escaping her lips just after. Kelli still held the comforter in balled, gloved fists, the sounds she produced more than overwhelming, at least if Arthur focused on them at all. He is listening, in case she wanted to stop, but his attention is certainly much lower on her body.

Before much longer, in Arthur's head, though he cannot place how much time has passed, he feels himself stirring, a tightness in his lower torso, the all too familiar churning of being ready for his climax. This one properly placed if he would say so himself. He looks up, watching Kelli as she shivers through another orgasm, still rocking her hips as she does.

Arthur figures this is a perfect time to join her and picks up his speed to do just that. Locking himself into her and cumming again, keeping her close in just the position he wants from her. He locks in with his hands firmly planted on each side of her, feeling his power pump his cum into Kelli, rope by rope. A step up from his previous inside her ass, but still, not quite reaching the heights of his time with Victoria, as he felt the fishnet leggings of Kelli's nurse costume rubbing against his own legs before the movement settled.

After settling down, Arthur leaves Kelli behind in the bedroom, where she shifts up to the pillows and takes a nap. He is more than ready to rejoin the party, but on descending the stairs, it is clear that the rest of the party is not looking to welcome him back. In a complete reversal of the reaction when he had ascended the stairs with Kelli beside him, returning alone, it becomes clear that everyone knows just what is going on.

Arthur knows just what to do, finding Victoria while he still feels far too many pairs of eyes on his back. Victoria has a smile on her face, but it feels...different.

"What is this about?" Arthur asks, spinning a finger around. Victoria gets the signal, loud and clear.

"They are not too happy with you. You are the 'outsider' here," Victoria shrugs, shaking her head. She takes a final sip off a drink she is holding, leaving the empty glass on a nearby tray. For everything, she is not really worried about Arthur, knowing that he can handle himself. If she did not think he could, she would not have made...the bets that she had made.

"They are not going to try anything," Arthur says, looking around. He is not sure how safe he is in that knowledge.

"They are going to try," Victoria says, looking over her shoulder toward the front door, "I was going to get out of here, actually. You should stay, mingle, have some fun. It will clear your name."

She smiles again, something off about it, just like before.

"You are leaving so early?" Arthur inquires, with Victoria smirking.

"Have your fun, Arthur, really. I brought you because I wanted you to have a good time. I already have, so I was going to get out of here, you know?"

It is not the most convincing argument Arthur's ever heard, but he sees little reason to prod her.

When they leave, Arthur notices a bit of a crowd huddling behind them, each trying to get a view of the action. Despite their clear and apparent interest in seeing Arthur leave with Victoria to hook up, the, action, is just Arthur walking beside Victoria to her car, which had been brought by one of her assistants.

"I will see you soon though, right?" Arthur says.

"Of course. Do not do anything I would not do," Victoria teases as Arthur opens her passenger side door, catching her lips when they lean in for a kiss. She steps down into the car, and Arthur neatly closes the door behind her.

"Sure. Have a good night," Arthur says, giving a short wave before turning back to the house to melt himself into the fold. He had not planned on leaving even after the harsh reception. He had been having a good time meeting other celebrities before he went upstairs, with his introduction to Kelli and Olivia being a positive experience. And now that he is back, he is being approached by plenty more.

For a little while, it is only the women who are approaching him. Most rush to get in a sentence or so, before Arthur faces them with his full attention and shares a conversation with plenty of women, in a variety of costumes, almost all of them obscuring identities just enough for Arthur to not know who they are, even if he would know the woman under the mask.