Chapter 40: A Boys Night Out

The Grounds, The DuChene Estate, Leighton, England (1763)...

  Alain Remington was pleased to finally be home again after such a perilous journey in attempting to return. Surviving the rage of that storm had given him a few things to think about least of which had been his chosen station. His mind had traveled back to Noreen and how she made him feel and with recent talk of Casimir getting married, Alain saw no reason why he needed to wait when he had already found the woman for him. Noreen wasn't in the least forthcoming about her upbringing nor much about her family but Alain was hoping that he could change that once she began to trust him completely. He had not cared where she came from nor whom she'd been related to all he had known was that he was madly in love with her and it only seemed to intensify during his absence from her and his home.

The weary seventeen-year-old lad found himself in the midst of familiar comforts as he set about looking over the books left behind on his desk the day he set sail for the new world for the first time. Looking back, he'd been quite eager to see new faces and travel the world. At the moment he'd been more or less pleased to see the familiar faces of his family and friends as well as that of the ever-faithful Geoffrey whom Casimir continued to give a hard time to.

Alain attempted to relax now that he'd been back within the confines of his own bedchambers and had only managed to get a quick lie in before his elder brother came knocking on his door with no doubt mischievous plans for the evening. He was still upset about having his "freedom stripped" from him and wasn't in the least looking forward to marriage to a relative stranger whom he had been promised to wed through no invitation of his own.

Casimir smiled as he pulled the unsuspecting Alain out of his bedchambers and marched him down the hall and out the back entrance of the house where the servants often carried goods out of the way of the guests. He wasn't of the mind to take any chances as he forced his younger brother to accompany him to a lowly tavern beside the very brothel he loved to frequent beforehand. Alain was annoyed at having been brought back to this place but he kept it to himself as Casimir had managed to keep his secret of having bedded his lovely lass from their parents even now.

Alain rolled his eyes as they crossed the street and managed to reach the large manor-like building. He felt a strange sense of deja vu as he followed his wayward older brother back to the place he had not been so fond of as Casimir had been. The two brothers entered the tavern, Casimir with a smile on his face and Alain finding it difficult to ignore how uncomfortable the prospect of marriage made his elder brother who had simply been looking for a way to blow off a bit of steam.

They each sat down at the bar and Casimir ordered the first round of drinks. Alain sighed feeling the least he could do was enjoy a few drinks with his brother and decided to forgo his usual judgment in favor of allowing himself to have a bit of fun. As it turned out during his time away he seemed to have foolishly forgotten just what Casimir's idea of fun had been and as a result, found himself getting more than he bargained for in the process.

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Seedy Brothel, Backend Alleyway, Leighton, England (1763).....

They had not even been inside a moment before the loose women swarmed them pulling Alain and Casimir into separate directions. Casimir seemed to be having the time of his life as lovely used women surrounded him feeling up his cock and kissing his lips as they attempted to woo him into their thrall longing to be the one chosen to ride him before the day broke as they had all been very familiar with him. Alain found himself being pushed into a nearby armchair as another of the women, this one quite aged sat on his lap and began fiddling with his trousers. He had barely any time to object before he felt the soft wet lips of the woman against his newly exposed cock causing him to involuntarily thrust his hips forward into her waiting throat.

He had not come to this place for thrills as his heart had belonged to another and his body just the same, but he felt the heavy weight of drink slow his reaction and the sudden burst of pleasure from the strange woman's mouth along his cock was beginning to be too good to pass up. Alain was well in the throes of drunk by the time a young redhead took him by the hand and escorted him into one of the empty rooms feeling up his still aroused and saliva-slick cock as she lead him inside closing the door behind her.

The spinning of the room made Alain want to lie down and he found himself falling backward ever so slowly until his back was pressed against a fine mattress. He closed his eyes for a moment, attempting to alleviate the pounding sensation in his head only to open them and find that he had been naked and that the young redhead who had been quite beautiful up close was riding him bare as the sound of her moans filled the room. Alain found it confusing as he had not agreed as far as he knew to this arrangement of sorts, but his cock had no objections as it treacherously explored the warmth of the stranger and increased in arousal.

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In the next room, Casimir had been having a bit of fun of his own plowing roughly into the depths of a brunette whore who had been clinging to him as he sought to take his pleasures from her over the course of the night. She had not been the only one in his bed. He had worked his way through a blonde, and a redhead of his own leaving them spent as they curled up on the bed asleep from all his efforts.

Casimir's grey eyes twinkled with delight as he continued to have his way with the latest conquest jolting her plump body along the bed and making a mess of the crisp white sheets. His long golden locks rose and fell with his movements slick via the sweat he had worked up as he sought more and more pleasure before he'd been forced to wed.

Once he had his fill of the brunette, Casimir turned his attention to the trembling lad with blond hair and worried brown eyes that had accompanied them. He tossed the lightweight boy onto the bed amid the woman careful not to have him land on them and swiftly impaled the naked lad in one go. A wicked smile filed across his handsome pale face as he saw his way to more pleasure as the lad struggled to take him in at first then moaned as loudly as the female whores had when he took them. With drink coursing through his veins and lust in his loins Casimir celebrated the return of his younger brother safe from the sea voyage and savored the final remnants of his freedoms before he'd been given to the ball and chain.

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The Next Morning.....

Alain awoke with a pounding headache and found that he'd been naked and in a strange bedroom that did not belong to him. Further investigation revealed that he had not been alone as there were three women asleep in bed along with him. Each of them he had recognized to have been whores that worked the brothel Casimir frequented. Shock filled him as Alain fell out of bed scrambling to his feet as he set about collecting his attire in a bid to get dressed as quickly as possible. The ladies of the night remained asleep, possibly from having been thoroughly worn out from the previous night. Alain tried not to think about what he quite possibly have done with them all and put on his attire shaken to his core about his behavior and the subsequent consequences of it all.

He was in love with Noreen and she'd been the only woman he had been with until now it seemed. Driven by fear and anger alike, Alain made his way out of the room fully dressed and in search of his idiotic brother whom he had felt had somehow been responsible for this colossal blunder of a morning.

Alain beat on the door to Room 13 knowing all too well that Casimir was inside probably with a good deal more of his usual number of whores. True to form, Casimir opened the door naked and smiling as he looked upon the disheveled sight of his hungover younger brother. Alain had not been smiling as the rage was evident behind his hazel eyes.

"Good afternoon dear brother," said Casimir with a smirk. "It seems as if you'd been having quite a bit of fun last night."

Alain didn't say a word as he reared back and struck his brother with a closed fist across his face temporarily stunning him as he glared at him enraged. Casimir had not been expecting that as he found himself nursing his sore jaw following the wicked punch from his baby brother.

"You fucking arse, you knew that I was seeing someone!" growled Alain irate. "YOU PUT HERBS IN MY DRINK YOU FUCKING SHIT!"

Casimir sighed not at all thinking about how he would take it but he got to his feet and pulled Alain out into the hall so as not to completely disturb the sleeping companions in his room.

"I suppose you have every right to be angry," he said casually. "But in my defense, I had no one to enjoy myself with and you were always such a bloody uptight prude...I just figured you needed a bit of help loosening up...I didn't count on the fact that you might have gotten a bit too loose, but the fault is mine and I accept full responsibility."

Alain rolled his eyes at Casimir.

"Al..." he said as Alain turned and walked away from him. "Al don't be that way...I said I accept responsibility...I'm sure your lady would understand that you weren't in full possession of your faculties at the time."

Alain didn't say a word in reply as he made his way out of the dreaded brothel.

Casimir sighed and shook his head before turning to the room Alain had come from and out of curiosity, he cracked open the door to find three naked lovely ladies asleep in bed following his brother's exit. Casimir smiled once he had come to the conclusion that prude or not, it appeared Alain wasn't so completely different from him after all.

He closed the door and ventured back to his room.

There was still some time before the engagement party and he was going to enjoy himself as much as possible until then.