****** Why Mr. Butler! - Gone With the Wind 1 by Auseyre@aol.com ******
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Why Mr. Butler! - Gone With the Wind 1


"I'm sorry sir, but Mrs. Butler isn't home."

"That's all right, I'll just leave these papers in the study."

"But..."

The servant was cut off abruptly as the delicate blond man pushed past him and
sauntered into the study, only to stop short at the sight of the tall, dark
haired man settled in a chair reading the newspaper.

Rhett looked up from his paper, cocking a brow arrogantly. "Something I can do
for you Wilkes?"

He watched in amusement as Ashley's poise deserted him, something that always
seemed to happen when the other man was in his company. The 'southern
gentleman' swallowed hard, looking down at the papers in his hands as if he
wondered how they got there.

"No I ah... I just needed to drop these papers off for Scarlet."

Rhett stood up, carefully folding his paper, noting the blond watching his
every move. He walked over to him, hand out, and Ashley backed into the door,
closing it with a firm snap. He flinched at the sound.

"I'll take them."

Ashley shook his head, suddenly brushing past Rhett to hurry over to the desk.
"No, that's fine, I'll just leave them here for her."

Rhett strolled over to the desk and stood before Ashley, arms folded. "You seem
nervous Ashley. Those wouldn't happen to be love letters to my wife now would
they?"

Ashley paled, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "No! Of course not Sir.
That would be completely inappropriate behavior for either a gentleman or a
lady, and neither myself nor Scarlet would ever act in such an uncouth manner."
He moved around to the other side of the desk.

Rhett moved with him, stalking him like a big cat with it's prey. He didn't
stop until he had Ashley backed up against the desk. "So you never engage in
'uncouth' behavior. Being the gentleman you are and all, unlike me."

Ashley swallowed again, licking his lips nervously, as small whimper escaping
him as Rhett followed the motion with his eyes before meeting Ashley's own
again. "I never meant to imply... I certainly... I..."

"I've notice that you're 'always' nervous around me Wilkes. What seems to be
the problem?"

Ashley looked away from Rhett, his gaze going longingly towards the door.

Rhett was standing so close that he could feel the heat emanating from Ashley's
body. He could see the other man twitch nervously.

"No...nothing. I don't know what you mean."

"Maybe it's because you feel a little guilty? Because Miss Melly isn't enough
for you? Because you want what I have?"

Ashley jerked back, pressing his body against the hard desk. "No! I told you
Scarlet and I..."

"I'm not talking about Scarlet, Wilkes. I'm talking about this." He grabbed
Ashley's hand and pulled it down over his hard cock, holding it there
forcefully when the other man tried to pull away.

"How dare you!"

Rhett smirked as he felt the tremor in the hand he held. "Are you saying you
don't want this?"

"No." It was a soft moan of anguish and denial.

"You're lying. I can smell it on you every time we meet." He stepped back,
releasing Ashley's hand. "Suck me."

Ashley's face was red and he was shaking. "What!"

"On your knees, now."

Almost in a trance, the blond obeyed, dropping to his knees and reaching
forward, unbuttoning the pants of the man in front of him. He swallowed once
again as he released the silky hard member. His mouth watered in anticipation
as he caressed it tenderly. He closed his eyes and leaned forward, taking it
into his mouth and indulging, finally, in his most secret hidden desire.

There was a low growl of pleasure from above as he slid his mouth wetly up and
down the shaft, savoring the salty, slightly bitter taste of Rhett's cock. It
echoed in his mind. 'Rhett's cock'. In his mouth, finally. His own cock was
stiff and aching, dampening his trousers with precum where it rubbed against
the scratchy material. He thought he could cum just that way. From the friction
on his cock head, and the taste of Rhett in his mouth, but it was not to be.

Rhett pulled away and Ashley moaned at the loss, reaching forward instinctively
to try and recapture the object of his pleasure.

"No. On your hands and knees."

A shudder passed through him as he turned around and assumed the position.
Rhett knelt behind him, unbuttoning and lowering his pants. He felt his cheeks
parted, then a wet finger entered his virgin passage. He winced at the pain
even while he pushed back eagerly for more.

"Such a tight ass Ashley, and yet it's begging to be fucked." Rhett slid
another finger into the tight passage, grinning when Ashley pushed back again,
groaning under his breath. He'd known when he first set eyes on Ashley what
kind of man he was. He'd met them all his life. The kind who put on a superior
front. Looked down their noses at him, but would beg for his cock in the dark.

"Do you want it?"

Ashley groaned again, pushing back more, taking the fingers deeper into him in
mute appeal. He moaned when Rhett withdrew. Rhett slapped him on the ass,
watching with interest as the pale skin pinkened.

"Ask for it Wilkes. Beg for it." He slapped him on the ass again, and Ashley
jerked, moaning.

"Please, please. I need... Fuck me please!"

"Now that wasn't so bad." Rhett spread the other man's cheeks, licking his lips
as the tight hole flexed, winking at him in invitation. He positioned himself
and pushed forward, sliding into the warm haven with surprising ease. As tight
as Wilkes was, his ass seemed to almost suck Rhett's cock in.

He began to fuck into the welcoming sheath, slowly at first then harder as the
man below him groaned in pleasure and thrust back against him, chanting
'please, please, please' under his breath.

Neither of them noticed the door open. "Rhett, Gilly said Ashley..." He looked
up to see his wife standing in the door, eyes wide. They all froze for a
moment. Scartlet's blue eyes met his and he was surprised to see the lust in
them. He thrust forward experimentally, drawing a groan from Ashley, who turned
his head away, his face flushed with passion and mortification.

The fire in Scarlet's eyes flared again and her breathing quickened. She
stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. Her hands clenched in the
folds of her skirt, and she bit her lip as she stared at her husband and the
man he was on top of.

"Don't stop."

Rhett nodded, a slight smile creasing his face as he thrust again, his eyes
never leaving his wife's as he fucked into the man below him.

Ashley continued to groan, one hand pumping his own cock, eyes closed, no
longer aware of being watched, lost in a haze of pleasure. He climaxed with a
wail, shooting his juices onto the floor in front of him and falling limply
forward, his body only a receptacle now for Rhett's continued thrusts.

Rhett gripped Ashley's hips and lunged once more, shouting as he came deep in
the other man's ass.

There was a knock at the door, and then a concerned voice. "Is everything okay
in there Mrs. Butler?"

"Everything is fine Gilly." Scarlet walked over to her husband where he still
knelt, his cock buried in the ass of a man she had known all her life. She
leaned over and gave him a lingering kiss, panting heavily as she pulled away.

"Everything is just fine."

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