Nosebleed Central (manxman)Fan Appreciation

This book will be series of multiple one shots, this is in appreciation to all my fans, requested by my fans. So YOU determine how this book will go. So here is what you do, you post me a message under this book title once it posted, whether it’s a cowboy, vampire, werewolf, or plain human story, but it has to be manxman or boyxboy. I will this one time take requests for high school stories but only seniors 18 or older in the story. Please no fan fics like real life bands, actors, or music artists, athletes or the such, totally fictional characters, it’s easier to write because I may not be familiar with the chosen person or people. So if you ever had a fantasy about a cop, nurse, doctor, teacher, your boss, best friend or the like drop me a line and I will write a one shot about it dedicated to you. This is how I choose to say thank you to all those who supports my stories. Thank you all of you, xoxo ladydianna01.

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Cowboy’s Secret

*This one shot is a special one, this goes out to my girl AmarilloSkye….thanks babe for the opportunity to co author this fabulous story with you. I had the remarkable opportunity to write the BDSM naughty bits, but the idea was totally hers. I was honored to be asked  by her to be a part of the one shot. You guys should really check out her work. This story is a part of her collection No Girls Allowed, you should also check out Leather,Lace & Silk. Awesome work love, xoxo ladydianna :-

A Cowboy’s Secret - MxM One-shot

 

 

Blake stepped back and pulled off his Stetson, using his other hand to wipe at his face with a kerchief he kept in the back pocket of his wranglers. He took a moment to admire his hard work, the fence once again in perfect condition. He wondered if someone had intentionally cut the barbed wire or if the storm that blew through the night before had something to do with it.

“Looks good,” Rich’s voice startled Blake and he jerked around to stare at the somewhat older man. “You’re doin’ well, Whithers.”

Blake nodded and stuffed his kerchief back in his back pocket. He placed his Stetson back on his head and turned back to the fence for one more look. He wasn’t ready to move on from this place yet, so he was going to make absolute certain he didn’t do anything to mess this up, to include ignoring his attraction to Richard Drober. He was tired of moving from place to place. Hell, the last time he’d had to leave wasn’t even his fault. The damn kid came on to him. He did his damndest to keep away from the guy, but he just wouldn’t give up, so Blake’d had to take off before he couldn’t resist the kid anymore.

“Somethin’ on your mind?” Rich asked, bringing Blake from his quick trip to a month ago.

Blake shrugged, “nothin’ that can’t wait to be thought of till later.”

Rich nodded. “So, this is done. Why don’t you head over to the barn and see about letting that mare out for a bit. She could use a bit o’ grazin’.”

Blake nodded, “sure thing, boss.”

Rich laughed, a deep, grumble of a sound. “I’m not the boss, here, Whithers. Keep that in mind.”

Blake tossed him a sheepish smile. “Might not be, but you’re still higher on the food chain than me.”

Rich laughed again and shooed him away. He watched as Blake sauntered off in the direction of the barn and turned back to the fence the younger man had just finished mending. He shook his head, deciding to go have a talk with Granger, the man who owned the land a few miles west. The damn guy was constantly trying to get his hands on Mr. Kendrick’s cattle. It was aggravating as heck, but it could be entertaining at times. The man never learned. Mr. Kendrick had a certain way of branding his cattle that no one else used and was hard to identify unless you knew what you were looking for.

“Drober.”

Rich shot to attention, turning towards Mr. Kendrick’s voice. He kept his eyes turned to the ground, but his head held high as he’d been taught. “Sir?”

“Granger again?” Mr. Kendrick asked.

“I believe so, Sir,” Rich answered, his hands placed together behind his back.

Mr. Kendrick nodded, running his calloused thumb along Rich’s stubble covered jaw. “You didn’t shave, Drober.”

Rich’s flinch was almost imperceptible. He’d trained his body to show no outward emotion, as he’d been told was required by Mr. Kendrick. “No, Sir.”

“Why?”

“There was things needin’ done, Sir.” Rich answered, his body held rigid. He knew punishment would come, but he didn’t know if it would come now, or at the end of the day.  Should have just taken the time to shave this mornin’ , he thought as his self-anger rose,  then   Sir wouldn’t be so upset with me right now .

“That has what to do with you keepin’ yourself presentable?” Mr. Kendrick asked as he patted Rich’s cheek a little rougher than was comfortable.

“Nothing, Sir,” Rich answered, his head lowering slightly.

“Stand tall, Drober,” Mr. Kendrick reminded him and Rich immediately pulled himself up straight.

Damn it

, he berated himself,  not even noon and I’m upsetting him more .

“I apologize, Sir. I will go take care of that now,” Rich stood still, waiting to be dismissed.

Mr. Kendrick nodded, but didn’t give the order to go. “In a bit. Head to the locker. I want you stripped and at the wall by the time I get there.”

“Yes, Sir,” Rich replied, not moving a muscle. He loathed the locker nearly as much as he loved it. It was a place of punishment, but also a place of the most extreme pleasure. The large, sound-proof room took up a large portion of the back of the barn and only Rich and Mr. Kendrick had a key to the padlock.

“Get,” Mr. Kendrick said and Rich moved faster than he would have had it been an order to take care of something on the ranch.

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Blake stood to the side, eyes wide as he listened to Rich’s moans and cries. He couldn’t believe his eyes nor ears. He wouldn’t have known had Mr. Kendrick pulled the door closed fully, but the door had been left cracked open. As Blake watched through the crack, he couldn’t stop his body from responding to the scene before him.

　

Riveted to the spot, Blake’s body refused to follow his command to move, instead, he wanted to reach out and open the cracked door even wider so that he could watch what he could only describe as heaven as it unfolded right there in front of his wide eyed gaze. He stood a little off to the side and continued to peer through the space of the half closed panel and into the room beyond. Mr. Kendrick had Rich standing gloriously naked with those tanned muscle packed arms tied above his head, they stood almost in the middle of the sterile room. The floor was all tile, like the ones you have inside your bathroom, and they were blindingly white. The walls were an off white and they made the multitude of whips, canes, floggers, restraints, and other things hanging there stand out and draw the eye to them again and again.

The sharp smacking sound of flesh meeting flesh brought Blake’s heated gaze back to the two people in the center of the room. His blood zinged red hot through his veins, pooling in his pulsing groin as he watched Mr. Kendrick’s large hand smooth over the contours of Rich’s muscular chest, soothing the spot where his palm had met Rich’s skin, and it now glowed brilliantly red. Kendrick leaned over and murmured something in the man’s ear that caused him to mewl and then gasp when the bigger man pulled on the dark brown matte of hair on Rich’s heaving chest. Blake’s breath began to stutter through his parted pink lips, he unconsciously rubbed his own chest like he could feel the sharp tug on his own chest hairs.

Leave Blake, leave right now, nothing good will come of this if Mr. Kendrick catches you

. His subconscious screamed at him, but his feet again refused to cooperate, and he stayed there rooted to the spot. He hoped and prayed that he couldn’t be seen from where he was off to the side of the crack in the door. Blake felt his pants get tighter and tighter as his cock throbbed and filled out the front of his wranglers, sweat formed a fine sheen all over his skin. He could feel the short light brown hairs on the back of his neck grow damp with perspiration and stick to his skin. His eyes traveled the path of Mr. Kendrick’s fingers as they continued to skim down those washboard abs and ghosted over Rich’s erection; going further under the generous length of that steel encased rod to tickle those heavy pink balls between Rich’s thickly corded thighs. Mr. Richard Drober was definitely circumcised and the proud flared head at the tip of that rigid shaft was an angry purple with a pearl of pre-cum quivering at the slit.

Blake licked his dry lips greedily. What he wouldn’t give to stick his tongue into the hole of that magnificent weeping rod. He palmed his own aching member and shifted on his rebellious feet, trying desperately to get some more room in his stiff denims.

Mr. Kendrick continued to massage those balls, Rich’s little whimpers and moans of delight shot straight to his throbbing penis, he felt his ass clench and his mouth water when Mr. Kendrick’s free hand came from behind his back and he snapped a strip of leather around the base of that luscious dick and heavy ball sack. The sight of that ramrod straight dick and rounded balls sticking straight out like it was calling out to him, begging him to come into the room, kneel, and wrap his lips around it and suck the entire length deep into the back of his throat. Blake shivered and he gave up any hope of walking away, no way was he going to miss a minute of this.

He held his breath and went completely still as Mr. Kendrick stepped away from Rich and slowly circled his body like he was studying a fine piece of art. Everything in him craved to be in Rich’s position.  Oh God, what would it feel like to belong to a man like that?  He now understood Rich’s off hand comment earlier about not being the boss. Mr. Kendrick was most definitely a Master and he found it odd that when he had taken the job here; he had barely noticed the man other than he was huge bear of a man, with a massive barrel chest, thick thighs, and enormous guns. His hair was dark brown and fell into natural waves under that jet black Stetson; but now, seeing him like this, in full command, almost made him want to drop to his knees and beg.  Shit, and double dang shit, you’re going to have to leave, again, damn it! How can you resist this temptation?  But he was so tired of running away. He thought and all of a sudden he jumped as a piercing cry reached his ears.

“Quiet Boy! Now tell me the rule regarding your personal hygiene.” Mr. Kendrick’s rough baritone floated over him causing goose bumps to rise all over his sensitized skin.

“I am to always keep my appearance neat and clean. I must be clean shaven at all times, unless I am actively working. I must be clean at all times, inside and out because I am reflection of you, my Master, Sir.” Rich’s breathless voice reached him through the gap in the door.

“Tell me why we are here, pet.” Rich’s Master commanded, his tone of voice now cajoling as he stood directly in front of his boy.

“I am going to be punished for not taking the time to see to my appearance this morning, Sir.” Rich’s shamed response made Blake’s heart melt a little and the utter dejection he picked up on vibrated through each muttered word.

“Very good, pet. Now listen close, since you have a problem with maintaining all that hair; I am going to remove all the hair on your body and from now on, other than the hair on your head, you will remain hairless and smooth at all times. Any deviation will result in severe punishment. If you move while I am shaving this delicious body that belongs solely to me, you will be on the receiving end of the crop. Understood, pet?” The command was barked at the now pale Rich as the light reflected off the shine on the stainless steel straight razor he brought up for the other man to see.

“Yes, Sir, I understand, Sir.” Rich managed to choke out, his eyes never leaving the gleaming device.

Blake watched with baited breath as Mr. Kendrick diligently but lovingly lathered shaving cream on his submissive and meticulously shaved all the hair from his underarms, his chest, abdomen, and legs. Blake was sure he was drooling and he had to bite his own tongue to keep his own whimpers at bay. He felt like his skin was too tight and too hot for his body. His hand was shoved down the front of his pants and he palmed and stroked his rock hard cock. He craved the spine tingling relief of shooting his thick hot load at the sight playing out in front of him.

He jerked his head up to make sure the deep guttural groan that he heard didn’t come from his own tight throat. He eyes widened as he watched the dangerously sharp blade lightly trace that large vein on the underside of that pretty dick. Mr. Kendrick’s smirk was almost evil and when Rich jumped and flinched away a triumphant gleam shone in those dark chocolate eyes. The Dominant quickly lathered and removed the already trimmed thatch of brown hair on that perfect groin area.

“Tsk, tsk, pet. I said not to move.” Mr. Kendrick purred, almost too delighted with his pet’s failure to follow his orders. He removed the last remaining thatch of hair from Rich’s groin, then his large hand wrapped around that twitching shaft and gave it a few slow strokes. Blake couldn’t help that his own hips followed the sensuous movement. Mr. Kendrick stopped just as Rich was getting a good rhythm going, he stepped away and off to the side out of Blake’s line of vision.

Suddenly Blake jumped and his hazel eyes made direct contact with the stern molten chocolate gaze as Mr. Kendrick threw open the door and smirked knowingly at him.

“I trust that you liked what you saw, boy.” The deep baritone poured over him and he couldn’t form a coherent thought as he stood there wide eyed and dumbstruck at getting caught red handed as a peeping Tom.

“You have two choices boy, one, you can pack your stuff and get off my spread; or two, you can get your ass in here and kneel until I say otherwise.” He stated as he casually leaned his massive frame against the doorjamb and crossed those thick arms over his wide chest.

Blake gawked at the older man. Did he hear him right? Either leave or join, run again or maybe finally get the chance to participate, to give in to the powerful temptation of giving himself to this man. What would it mean if he took a step over that threshold?

“You overthinkin’, boy; either leave and never come back or submit to me right this minute. Now choose.” Mr. Kendrick barked straightening up and leaning over at the waist to bring himself eye level to Blake who took a deep breath and lowered his gaze before stepping over the threshold. He stopped just inside the door and he kept his gaze lowered as a wave of heat flashed over his cheeks making them bright red.

Blake snuck a peek at Rich, praying he wouldn’t see disapproval of his choice on the man’s face but instead he was hit with a look of pure lust staring back at him that had his depleted erection jumping back to life with full throbbing force. He felt a large paw at his lower back and he stepped to where he was guided.

“Strip and kneel, and from this moment on you belong to me, everything on and in your body is now mine to do with as I please and you will always address me as, Sir. Do you understand, boy?” The Dom asked inches away from the smaller man’s ear. Blake swallowed the lump of anticipation and his hands shook with nerves as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“Ye… yes Sir.” He stuttered out as he finished removing his clothes and jerkily sank down on his knees onto the cold tile.

“Good boy, now hands behind your back, pet, and watch and learn.” Mr. Kendrick instructed and Blake almost sobbed with gratitude at the brief praise he received from the controlling man. Never in his life had he thought that he would want something like this, but it felt so right. He brought his hands behind his back and gripped his wrists, doing exactly as his new Master instructed. He lifted his gaze, and watched in awed silence as Mr. Kendrick strutted over to the wall of toys and grabbed a black leather riding crop.

“Now, my beautiful boy, time to finish your punishment. If you are good I will reward the both of you by letting you play with each other and cum. If you are bad, you will be left here restrained and frustrated as I play with only him. Now count twenty strikes.” He barely finished stating before his arm swung through the air and the solid “thwack,” of leather meeting flesh echoed around the sterile room. Rich’s hiss of pain soon and a gasped “one“ soon followed.

Blake almost cried out with him. He watched, desperately trying not to fidget at each swing of that powerful arm and the sound of the crop slicing through the air over and over again, painting bright pink lines all over the skin of Rich’s torso and thighs. The man’s cries of pain and breathless whispers of numbers had morphed into groans and whimpers of ecstasy, but other than the trembling of his body and the quivering of sculpted muscles, Rich didn’t move an inch.

Blake tried to keep still, the pain in his knees from the hard tiled floor long ago diminished, his thought process faded and slipped to the pulsing of his raging hard on. He was leaking pre-ejaculate to the point of it dripping from the turgid purple head onto the pristine tile in front of him forming a small puddle. The command to move closer from his Dom almost didn’t register as he panted as if he was the one being whipped. He raised his dazed and unfocused gaze to the larger than life man and got up on unsteady legs.

He was floating, it was like he was disconnected from his body but could still feel everything. He watched as Mr. Kendrick pulled out an impressively long, large, and thick cock; much larger than his own and Rich’s. He liberally lubed it and told him to kneel at Rich’s feet. He was instructed not to cum and not to move until told.

When Mr. Kendrick unceremoniously shoved the entire length of that thick rod up Rich’s ass in one powerful thrust, Blake got a face full of Rich’s balls as the man cried out above him from the sudden intrusion of his bowels by that massive jackhammer their Master had for a dick. He could feel his own hole flutter and spasm at the mere thought of what it felt like to be stuffed full of that ramrod.

Their Master set a brutal pace as he thrust in and out of Richard, Mr. Kendrick threw his whole body behind each powerful shove deep into the man’s ass. Blake heard his own whimpers and his cock pulsed and throbbed to a beat of it’s own.

“Suck him and jack yourself, pet.” Mr. Kendrick ordered through clenched teeth, soon all that could be heard in the room were deep moans and the slurping sounds of Blake worshiping Rich’s fat cock as he took it deep into the back of his throat. It was almost simultaneous as they came shouting to the high heavens as hot jizz was shot deep into Rich’s ass, and deep down Blake’s throat, and all over his own abdomen as line after line of creamy fluid painfully shot from his jerking cock.

Mr. Kendrick stepped back and reached up to release Rich from his bindings. “Be good boys and clean up yourselves and this room. When you are done go to our bedroom and wait for me.” The big man said as he put his now softened cock back into his pants and zipped himself up. He sauntered out of the room with a smirk on his face and a spring to his step.

“You okay?” Rich asked as he pulled on his wranglers commando and smiled down at him.

Blake smiled back at him still totally blissed out.

“I know the feelin’ bud. Now come on, Sir’s later always means sooner.” He said as he helped Blake up off the floor.

They cleaned up lickity split and took off for their bedroom.  No more moving for me, not if I can help it!  Blake thought as he embraced his playmate and Master who was waiting for them as he entered his new room.

21 and Older

For anonymous, here is your one shot babe, you requested a story involving a student caught by his teacher being naughty in a BDSM club. I gave it my own twist though so I hope you like the results. All the best, xoxo ladydianna

21 and Older

Jase quickly paid the cabbie and opened the door to step out onto the concrete sidewalk in front of the Spectrum, a new Gay BDSM club that some of the guys at school have been talking about. They kept making fun of the place, saying that it was a dive where the “queers” were beating on each other and fucking in public, and they continued on by saying that the place shouldn’t have been allowed to be open in the first place.

Stupid Jocks, what do they know, especially if they have never been able to set foot in the place. They were all just disgruntled because they have never been able to make it past the door, even with the fake ID’s they had paid out the nose for with daddy’s money, they swore the ID’s looked authentic,  and it got them in everywhere else, but not the Spectrum.

Little did they know that it wasn’t really the identification it’s the whole package you presented, the ability to act like you belonged; and those Jocks in designer jeans and letterman jackets or polo shirts and chinos stood out like a sore thumb.

Jase on the other hand, he was dressed to impress in his club gear. He made a very passable submissive in his skin tight leather pants that left absolutely nothing to the imagination and a harness over his  slender but muscled torso. He had made sure that his cropped dark brown hair was mussed just the right way and he added a touch of black mascara to make his sky blue eyes pop. He let out a deep breath and sauntered over to the where those big burly bouncers in leather were at the front entrance. They were simply mouthwatering in their leathers and one of them even had a whip strapped to his side and Jase felt his knees get weak by the sight.

“You got ID, pup?” The deep hoarse voice demanded Jase and he almost groaned as his cock twitched in his pants.

Jase smiled prettily and batted his long lashes at the big Bear and went to reach for his wallet. “Sure Daddy, anything for you.” He purred and watched as both men sat up straighter and took notice of him. The one that asked for his ID smirked and leaned over. “You claimed, Boy, or are you a free agent?” He barked his dark eyes scanned my neck and wrists for any marks of ownership.

Jase leaned forward and bared his neck making sure his collar bones were prominent. “No one claimed sweet little me yet, but we will see.” He suggested and batted his eyelashes some more.

“Go on in pup and make sure I can find you later on.” The Bear demanded and lifted the rope waving Jase through.

Jase just smiled and wiggled his fingers and sashayed through the doors, not realizing the seriousness of his situation. He almost fist pumped in triumph. He was inside and he was going to have a good time even if it killed him. The guy at the door was cute but he didn’t give Jase the shivers and that was what he was looking for. The only other time he can think of where a guy has set his heart to pumping was his Physics Teacher, Mr.  Luke Lambert. He is a tall mountain of muscle and he  looked like he belonged on the silver screen, not behind a college desk teaching Physics. The guy’s brain is epic and he carried that no nonsense commanding air that made him hard the entire period of his class, it was a wonder he learned anything at all.

Shaking off all thoughts about his teacher, Jase refocused on his surroundings and the fact that he had successfully bluffed his way into the club; all that he had to do now was avoid big Bear and the hunt for better prospects, and with this crowd it shouldn’t be hard to do.

The music pulsed and people were everywhere, subs were either naked or dressed as he was as they kneeled at their Doms feet or stood in the presentation position behind their chairs. Leather, lace, and harnesses, and skin was everywhere the eye could see. Jase happily sauntered up to the bar and ordered an Orgasm from the smirking bartender. He eyed the man’s sexy ass as he turned to mix his drink, seeing that he was only wearing leather chaps and a cowboy hat, his naked bubble but on enticing display. He licked his suddenly dry lips, he would love to have the chance ride that cowboy into oblivion. The guy slapped his drink onto the bar in front of him and Jase went to pay, but a big hand snagged his wrist from out of nowhere and stopped him. He looked up at the owner of the hand and he nearly shit himself. “M..Mr. Lambert….um…” He stuttered not knowing what the hell to say. He just stared wide eyed up at the last person he had ever expected to have laid eyes on in this place.

“You are not old enough to be in here, Mr. Preston,  much or less to be drinking alcohol.  This is the kind of place you want to keep all your senses sharp around you at all times when you are alone, this isn’t some kind of kink for fun club, this is the real thing with real Doms that will eat little boys like you for a snack.” The rich baritone washed over Jase’s nerves and he felt some of  his synapses shut down. He registered what his teacher was saying but damned if he couldn’t stop staring into those liquid emerald eyes. The man was absolutely stunning when wearing regular in slacks and a dress shirt, but now, in only leather pants and boots, and shirtless, the massive expanse of those perfectly toned shoulders and tree trunk thick arms and solid pecs, and oh, those abs, he didn’t just sport a six pack, no he had a chiseled eight pack which was also on mouth watering display. Jase wanted to drop to his knees and beg this man for everything and anything.

Mr. Lambert leaned over and stared intently into Jase’s eyes. “Did you hear me, Boy?” The man asked him and Jase closed his eyes as that minty breath washed over his lips. His eyes popped back open when he felt a strong hand grip his chin.

“Answer me when I am speaking to you.” The man commanded and Jase whimpered and all but collapsed right there. His blood zinged and his heart fluttered in his chest. That delicious lick of electricity that he was looking for hummed under his skin and shot a jolt straight to his cock. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other trying to alleviate the pressure of his zipper from pinching his now throbbing appendage. He could feel himself leaking like a dripping faucet in his pants.

Luke watched his student’s lusty reaction to him and it surprised the hell out of him. He had watched this beautiful boy all semester and had more than one eortic fantasy about bending him over his desk and shoving his dick balls deep into his perfect bubble butt. He had refrained from acting on it by sheer will alone, it was highly inappropriate and now watching those pretty blue eyes dilate and his chest rise and fall to accommodate his heavier breathing, Luke almost threw all caution to the wind. He needed to get this little lamb away from all the lions in here, himself being one of them.

“Go straight back to the dorms and don’t try coming back until you can hang with the big boys.” He found himself saying and almost immediately regretted it. He watched as Jase went from dazed to defiant and he knew a stubborn battle was about to ensue.

“I maybe too young to get in here, but I did, and I know full well what this place is and who comes here. I was minding my own business so I suggest you mind yours.” Jase indignantly snapped and finally threw his money on the counter for his drink. He went to turn but Mr. Lambert grabbed his wrist again.

“I am only looking out for you.” Luke snapped right back and opened his mouth to say something else but the bulky bouncer from the door sauntered over and looked at Jase’s wrist in Luke’s grip and raised an eyebrow. “Did I miss something here?” He asked looking from Jase to Luke and back again.

Luke gave Jase the death glare warning him to keep his mutinous little mouth shut and let him deal with this new development. Trust Jase to capture the interest of the biggest and most hard core Sadist in the place. “My boy is just being a little naughty, nothing to worry yourself about. I just need to take him in hand. I have spoiled him atrociously.” Luke lied hoping the man would move on, but he had no such luck.

“Your boy? When he came here he told me he didn’t belong to anyone.” Big burly snapped looking from Jase to Luke in confusion laced with malicious intent.

“Because he was supposed to stay home, but he disobeyed, and he definitely belongs to me.” Luke countered willing Jase to remain quiet with his eyes.

“Well if he is your boy and he defied you and he has lied to me, I say he should be punished for his defiance and I say to satisfy his impudence towards me that I should get to watch his punishment.” The bastard smirked evilly at both of them.

Jase tried to swallow, but his mouth suddenly dry and he looked up imploringly at his teacher. This guy wanted him punished and he wanted to watch it being done, hell, he has never been punished before and he knew there were like a gazillion ways to do it in this lifestyle; but he couldn’t help the sick little shiver of anticipation that his sexy beast of a teacher would be the one doling it out, and the fact that they were going to be watched didn’t faze or dull that anticipation..

Luke read the emotions flashing over Jase’s face, it was the anticipation he saw there that set his blood to boiling. He knew he was playing a tricky game, but it was either claim him, or hand him over to a Sadist that got his rocks off by practicing the most extreme edges of pain play, the truly hardcore stuff like, knife and fire play and poor Jase was no where near that level. So he had to do something to shift the big man’s attention away from the innocent boy, and now he was trapped into a punishment of said young man. he could almost cry in frustration. The one thing he has tried to avoid at all cost just landed squarely in his lap with a big red bow for God sakes.

“Fine, let me prepare him and meet us in the back in twenty minutes.” Luke murmured before unceremoniously dragging Jase off into the private section in the back of the club. The bouncer opened the door for them as they approached and Luke propelled Jase through into a darker section in the back. They came to a stop in the middle of a circular room, several people milled about in the huge space. Some were already in the process of play, while others watched.

Luke snapped his fingers in front of his face to get his attention. Jase turned his head to stare up into a pissed off green gaze. “If you had just listened we wouldn’t have to do this, but honor between Doms and unruly subs demands it.”  His teacher snapped at him and his hackles went up.

“Well no one is pulling your leg and I damn sure didn’t tell you to claim me.” Jase pouted and his crossed his arms, only to  release a shocked yelp when he was jerked forward into a rock hard chest.

“Would you rather me hand you over to the Bear. He is an extreme Sadist you know, he likes to cause sweet little things like you unimaginable pain, he likes to draw blood, he will burn this pretty skin of yours with small licks of fire, and while you are writhing in agony he will fuck you raw. Is that what you prefer because I can let him have at it.” Luke taunted and watched as all the color drained from Jase’s face, and Luke let out a relieved breath that the young man was finally getting the severity of the situation.

Jase shoulders slumped and he looked at his feet in shame. All he wanted to do was to have some fun and see for himself what this lifestyle was like; and now here he was with the object of his fantasies and the man was pissed that he had to lay a finger on him. To his utter shame, Jase felt his bottom lip wobble and his eyes fill with tears. He felt a long finger capture his chin and raise his face. He looked up into compassionate green eyes and he almost burst out balling like a baby.

“I am upset yes, because I have wanted you for so long and I refused to do anything about it because I am your teacher. Nonetheless, I have watched you every day of the entire semester and perved on you like a horn dog. I am trying to keep you safe in my world thats all. Now, just go with the flow. I am going to spank you and hope thats enough to satisfy the Dom, then I am going to take you home. It will hurt and you have the right to safe word, as a matter of fact, I want you to as soon as I start, then we can get the hell out of here. Now tell me your safeword, while I strap you to this table.” Luke instructed as he crowded Jase over to a sturdy looking polished wood table. It had padded leather restraints attached to the legs and another long leather strap on the top that he assumed was to strap the upper torso to the table. His wayward dick instantly jumped and leaked in excitement.

 “Let’s keep it plain and simple and use Red?” Jase managed to whisper through his tightening throat. He shivered when he felt Luke step up behind him and run his fingers down each of his arms before capturing his wrists in his big warm hands. He almost fainted when he felt Luke’s hot tongue snake a trail of moist heat along the side of his neck as he drew his arms away from his body. He did release that heated whimper when he felt Luke’s rock hard cock rub against his ass, and he had to say what he felt of it was pretty impressive. Luke carefully bent him over the the table and strapped into the restraints one wrist at a time.

“Are you okay, pet? Tell me if they are too tight.” Luke whispered to him and Jase just managed to shake his head thrilled as he was to be called “pet.” He so wanted to be this man’s pet, to belong solely to him. He groaned when Luke straightened up and ran a fingernail down the length of his spine leaving a trail of heat in it’s wake. His skin prickled and he pushed out his butt when he felt those big hands reach around his waist and flipped open the button on his leathers. He helped his Dom by shimming his hips to get the tight leathers over his hips and down his legs.

“So pretty pet, you have such beautiful skin, it will be my pleasure to mark it and watch it get even prettier when it turns pink and warms for me.” Luke purred, he was thrilled to finally have this delectable boy under his hand, but he was less than thrilled that the reason he had him just found a seat and made himself comfortable directly across from where they were set up for their scene. It also didn’t help that Jase was going to safeword after the first slap, so he chose to use his hand. He wanted to feel the sweet flesh quiver and warm under his own hand. A flogger or whip was not going to do it for him.

Jase just mewled and tried to arch his back into Luke’s caress but the strap around his torso prevented him from doing so.

“Okay love let’s begin.” Luke said giving Jase the only warning he was going to receive before he felt the stinging slap of a huge palm against his left butt cheek. He cried out but other than that he didn’t make a sound, he knew Luke had told him to safeword immediately but he refused. He wanted this too much to give it up now. He steadfastly snapped his lips shut and pushed his ass out more in invitation for Luke to continue.

Luke had to school his features to hide his surprise, he had slapped Jase hard enough to cause a stinging pain to shoot across that pretty ass, he had fully expected to hear him safeword, but instead the stubborn little pup cried out once and stuck his tempting little ass out for  more. His inner Dom shouted with glee, but his rational teacher side shouted warnings that was loud and clear also.

He looked up and saw the sadistic gleam in the Bears eyes and that cemented his decision. If his pup wanted it, he was going to get it, otherwise that bastard would want to step in. So up went his muscular arm went and then it swooped down, full force, and the solid thwack of flesh meeting flesh sent a jolt of lust straight to his turgid cock.

Jase whimpered and groaned, letting the sting sink in before the throb of heat pulsed straight to his leaking cock. Luke rotated those forceful slaps from one cheek to the other. Jase could feel himself floating away, each slap sent him into the stratosphere and only when Luke soothed his tortured flesh by rubbing his palm soothingly over his heated skin marked by the bigger man’s hand prints did he feel anchored.

“Good boy, two more and we are done.” Luke praised him and Jase mewled in protest, then groaned as he felt Luke’s thumbs dig directly into abused glutes. Luke leaned over him and whispered, “I don’t like little pups who top from the bottom. I have already let it go once by you not safe wording when I told you to, so don’t push it, little one.” He hissed and Jase immediately became contrite. He body needed a release and he was practically panting for it. He wanted Luke to be deep inside of him when he found it. He needed it like he needed his next breath. Even the Bear in the corner practically panting as he watched their scene, it still didn’t deter Jase in the least from wanting to be fucked through this table.

“Please..please, Sir, may I ask something of you?” Jase begged for only his Dom to hear, then he groaned as those fingers dug into his pulsing ass, a fat finger dipping deeper and deeper into his crease. Jase found himself grinding his hips wantonly up and down in attempt to get that finger closer to his fluttering entrance.

“Hmm…what is it, pet?” Luke teased as he quietly reached for the lube with his unoccupied hand, he might as well enjoy the trip if he was going to go straight to hell, because his will power flew threw the door with the sexy motion of his boy’s begging hips, the blatant invitation to take that ass and do with it whatever he wanted.

“Please Sir, if it pleases you, please fuck me, take my ass and make me yours, Sir.” Jase whimpered and pleaded so sweetly and the statement went straight to Luke’s heart. Jase was so deep into his subspace that he didn’t have the mental capacity to speak anything but the truth right now and this beautiful boy wanted to belong to him. The mere thought made his already stiff prick even harder and pulse, spurting precum with every painful throb.

Luke’s hands shook as he all but ripped his pants open and shoved them down his legs. It felt like forever before he got the condom on and he quickly lubed the thin layer of the condom covering his meaty cock. He poured some lube directly into the crack of his boy’s luscious ass. He patiently worked him over with his finger and then fingers, scissoring him wide open, preparing him to take his cock as deep as Luke could shove it inside of him.

Jase was incoherent and writhing underneath him, begging and pleading so sweetly that Luke had to close his eyes and take a deep breath to calm his anxiousness. He lined himself up to Jase’s entrance and pushed in. He groaned and pulled his bottom lip into his mouth at the feeling of that tight hot hole pulling him deep into Jase’s body. His legs quivered and his shoulders tensed with the effort he was exerting to prevent himself from just letting go and fuck his boy senseless. It wasn’t until Jase rolled his hips giving Luke the clear message that he was ready, and Luke sure to hell hoped so, because he let go of all his restraint and withdrew his shaft almost all the way out of Jase heavenly body before snapping his hips forward and driving himself as deep as he could go into Jase. Grinding his teeth as those warm walls fluttered around his penetrating cock.

Jase screamed and his eyes rolled into the back of head as he felt that fat long prick drive deep into his bowels, the burn and the fullness almost making him giddy. All the commotion caused several heads in the room to snap around and begin to watch the fuck-a-thon with interest. Luke threw his whole body into his bone melting thrusts, he fucked Jase so hard, the entire table rocked back and forth with each powerful thrust.

Luke could feel his release grab hold of him as it burned down his spine and quivered in his balls,  he quickly spit into his palm and wrapped his fist around Jase’s weeping cock and began pumping him in time with his thrusts into Jase’s hot ass, he could feel his pup’s body trembling with his need for release. He leaned down giving a few more deep thrusts before he whispered command into his boy’s ear. “Come.” Jase did so gloriously and he moaned and cried and mewled as his entire body exploded and pieces of his very soul shattered just to coalesce again existing this time for one reason and only one person, and that was Luke.

Jase felt his man give one more mighty shove inside of him before he threw his head back and release a long low groan as he released his hot come into the condom.  Luke held tightly onto Jase’s waist in efforts to keep himself upright with the force of his orgasm almost knocking him off his feet. He vaguely heard the grunting sounds coming from across the room as the Bear found his own release, his cock wrapped tightly in his own fist as he enjoyed the show he and his pet had provided. He felt relief course through him as their debt was paid in full as the rules of the lifestyle demanded.

Luke drew his attention back to his still quivering boy. He went to withdraw but Jase mewled in distress and clamped down on Luke’s semi hard cock. “Shh, baby, I got you. You are a good boy, such a sweet boy.” He cooed as he tried to calm his baby.

Jase whimpered again and quietly mumbled his one word question, but Luke heard him ask. “Yours?”

“Yes, sweet boy, you are mine. Now relax and let me take care of you.” He answered as he gently pulled out of Jase with a slight hiss. He disposed of the condom and released Jase from his restraints. He pulled the blissed out young man’s upright and pulled his pants up and corrected his clothes.

Luke felt a sense of pride and he lead the contented and sated looking Jase by the hand through the play area to the private area where he can provide Jase with aftercare, who was currently following him like an obedient puppy. He found an empty room with a plush sofa and a mini bar providing all kinds of refreshments. He led the still smiling Jase to the sofa and sat him down before grabbing two bottles of water from the fridge and coming back to sit down, he had to be quick in putting the bottles down on the center table because Jase immediately climbed onto his lap and cuddled himself directly under Luke’s chin.

Luke just shook his head and chuckled once his pup released contented sound and nuzzled his chin. If Luke knew anything else it was that he wouldn’t be able to let go of this beautiful boy, it was going to be complicated but he was going to switch him out from his class therefore the school will have nothing to to say about their relationship, because Luke fully intended to make Jase his boyfriend and collar him as soon as he possibly can, like when he comes back from subspace; but until then, he snuggled with his baby, giving him little sips of water and generally take total care of him now and hopefully for the the foreseeable future.

The End.

My Brother’s Keeper

My Brother’s Keeper

For Leksia, here you go my dear. You requested it and I wrote it, I hope you like it. I didn’t go the paranormal route with vampires or werewolves, but I hope enjoy it anyway. xoxo ladydianna01 <3

 

 Jaime looked covertly over the top of the book he was supposed to be reading, instead he was diligently watching his older brother, Justin, as he played flag football with his friends across the field from where he was currently sitting on a blanket in the shade where Justin had deposited him, and ordered him to stay there and to call him if there was anything that he needed. But, how could he need anything when his protective big brother had placed a cooler full of an assortment of his favorite juices and bottles of purified water. There were sandwiches in there and also an assortment of snacks. He didn’t want for anything in that department.

 What he really wanted was currently running around shirtless showing off that delicious body of his. Gawd, he was such a pervert, sitting here lusting after his own brother. Justin was 6’4, solidly built, not an ounce of fat on his lean muscular body, his well defined six pack abs was just beckoning him to go over there and lick every mouthwatering contours of that sculpted stomach. It was getting harder and harder for Jaime to ignore his feelings for his sexy sibling, his only saving grace was his college applications, and he had chosen the colleges that were farthest from home as he could get despite Justin’s protests.

 Justin has been Jaime’s guardian for the last two years, since their parents private jet crashed on a return trip home from one of their many business trips. Their parents were gurus in the fashion industry, their Father a Designer and their stunning Mother was, of course, a former Model; hence, they were both absolutely stunning or so Jaime had been told numerous times, even though he was about a foot shorter and without a touch of definition to his muscles, unlike his God of a brother who worked out religiously and was the face of their deceased parents clothing line. Another responsibility he had inherited when he had just graduated from Princeton with his MBA. He was twenty-two when he was presented with the responsibility of his sixteen year old little brother and a multi-million dollar fashion design business, The House of  Vassiliadis; of which was also their last name bearing their strong Greek heritage and contrary to popular belief, they didn’t have a neighborhood full of family, it was only an  Aunt and their doting Ya-ya (grandmother) across the waters in Athens, and Justin had fought tooth and nail with their Thia (Aunt) to keep Jaime on this side of the pond, on their home turf and around everything in which he was familiar.

 Now, two years later, Jaime was more in love with his brother than when he was when he was fourteen, and years of watching and silently yearning for the affections if his big brother was finally wearing down his nerves. He needed to get away from Justin before he did something like blurt out his one sided feelings and outing himself as gay. He threw himself onto his back, lying on the blanket as he gazed up dejectedly as the leaves of the tree swayed in the lazy Saturday afternoon breeze.

 “Hey Bro, you alright there?” Justin asked him and he closed his eyes and willed himself not to look at his half naked sweaty brother leaning over him.

 “I am fine, Justin.” He mumbled and his traitorous eyes popped open and roamed hungrily over his brother’s well defined chest.

He watched as Justin grabbed a cold bottle of water and twisted off the cap, he leaned his head back and swallowed almost the entire thing in a few gulps. Jaime couldn’t help himself from watching the movements of that strong throat working as he guzzled the water. “Damn,” he thought and he shot to his feet and stomped away from the object of his desires to try to calm his body down from the wood he had sprung yet again in his sibling’s presence.

  Jaime just wanted to go home and hide in his room. As much as he loved Justin and he was more than grateful to him for not sending him off to Greece, but maybe, he should of gone; because then he wouldn’t have these incestuous feelings for his own flesh and blood. Justin would be free to date and live his life, not spending it toiling away at the company or worrying about him. Hell, he hasn’t even seen Justin bring home nice a girl or even go on a date for that matter.

 “Jaime, what’s the matter, you have been in a weird mood for weeks now. Is it something I did?” Justin asked as he came to a stop at Jaime’s side shrugging into his shirt.

He managed to plaster an upbeat smile on his face and he turned to Justin. “No problem, bro, just trying to deal with all these college requirements and thinking about topics for essays and such.” He lied through the skin of his teeth.

 “Yeah, it can be rough, and I still don’t feel right with your choices, I think you should stay closer to home, but let’s not get into that right now. How about we go home and I make you lemon herb chicken cutlets and rice, it’s your favorite.” Justin coaxed him nudging his shoulder and Jaime almost came from the brief brush of his warm skin against his own. He tried to hide the shiver that coursed down his spine.

 In the end, Jaime just followed behind Justin as he made his way to Justin’s car after packing up their stuff and waving goodbye to his friends. Jaime had long since stopped asking him why he didn’t go hang with his friends during the weekend, or find himself a girlfriend because Justin would just blow him off and tell him that he was more important than partying or whoring around. They made it home without incident and Jaime made a beeline for his room as soon as he made it through the front door.

  

 Justin watched as Jaime scurried up the stairs; he was perplexed and a little disappointed in Jaime’s recent behavior. Something was bothering him and he wondered if he had slipped up somewhere along the line and made his less than brotherly feelings for his beautiful little brother apparent. Jaime started talking about applying to colleges all the way on the west coast, a good five to seven hour flight away from him. He couldn’t help but feel that Jaime was trying to distance himself from him. Justin worried that Jaime was disgusted with him and he couldn’t wait to get away. It was just the start of his senior year of high school so he still had time to convince him to stay closer to home; he felt that if he let Jaime go, he would never return. Jaime would build a life and find a girl and leave him behind yearning for him like he has since that beautiful boy turned fifteen.

 Justin quickly prepared Jaime’s favorite dinner and padded up the stairs to tell him that it was ready. He silently knocked on the door and waited when he didn’t receive an answer he turned the knob and pushed it open to find the room empty. Frowning he walked further into the room and his ears picked up the shower running in Jaime’s en-suite bathroom, he was getting ready to make his presence known when he heard his brother’s breathy voice moan out his name and Justin stopped in his tracks to listen more intently.

 He heard Jaime whimper and again a strangled moan of his name reached his ears, it sounded so sensually charged, that a jolt of desire speared it way through Justin’s balls and filled his shaft instantly making him so hard, his cock throbbed in his shorts.

 Justin edged closer and closer to the bathroom door as if compelled, his blood was now boiling in his veins and the scent of Jaime’s body wash and Jaime’s own unique scent assaulted his senses the closer he got, and it made him almost light headed. His heart was pounding so hard and so fast in his chest he wondered if it could be heard. He made it to the open door and he took a deep breath and leaned forward to dare to peek into the steamy room. He prayed like he never prayed before that the steam wouldn’t obstruct his view from what was going on in that shower.

  Justin got his wish and what he saw made him weak in the knees and his blood thunder even faster through his veins, pooling in his already erect dick making it even more rigid.

  Jaime was leaning against the mosaic tiles of his glass enclosed shower, it skin slick with water and his head was thrown back against the wall as his fist furiously worked his cock as he jacked himself off. He mumbled throughout the whole thing, calling Justin’s name until finally, he reached his peak letting out a deep guttural groan that caused the blood to pound in Justin’s head almost rendering him deaf. He watched mesmerized as Jaime’s beautiful prick shot line after line of milky white cum all over the his hand and abdomen. He felt his own cock twitch as if ready to explode.

 Justin shook himself; he was more than stunned to find out that Jaime desired him sexually. He had spent years tormenting himself and feeling like he was going to carry his unrequited feelings to the grave. He heard the water turn off and he hightailed it outta there. He had plans to make in order to woo his reluctant brother, damn what society said. He loved Jaime to the pits of his soul and he was going to make him love him back if it was the last thing he was going to do, he would just have to get Jaime to admit his feelings for him, and since it was sexual attraction at least on Jaime’s side he would start from there.

 Jaime felt more relaxed and more capable to deal with his brother as he got dressed to go downstairs for dinner. He kept it simple pulling on some plain basketball shorts and a shirt. He made his way downstairs and walked into an empty kitchen. He was a little surprised because he was sure Justin would have been in there fussing over a last minute detail like he usually does. He was about to go back upstairs to see if something was wrong but Justin came sauntering into the brightly lit kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of worn out sweatpants. They hung low on his hips; giving him a full frontal view of those perfect abs and that sinful V, and he could tell by the jaunty swing of his cock no underwear was involved in that outfit. He tried to swallow to relieve his suddenly dry throat but he couldn’t for the life of him tear his gaze away.

 “You ready to eat, baby bro?” Justin asked him as he brushed by him again on his way to the stovetop, the warm contact of his skin and his fresh from the shower scent hand him mentally panting. He so wanted to just drop to his knees and lick his way down that treasure trail of hair leading straight to his prize.

 “Um…yeah.” He managed to answer after a full minute or so passed.

He went to get the dishes from the cabinet and he almost dropped them when Justin reached around his waist to pick up the napkins on the counter. He could feel the heat coming of his sibling’s skin and his body buzzed with the need of wanting to lean back into that solid warmth. He almost groaned out loud his frustration. He wanted to go back and hide in his bedroom but he didn’t want to hurt Justin’s feelings. “Damn and double damn!” He thought as he carried the dishware to the breakfast bar with shaking hands.

 Jaime took a deep breath and set the place settings as Justin carried warm serving platters of fragrant chicken and savory rice and set them down. Jaime grabbed some glasses, but Justin removed them and set down some wine glasses instead and produced a chilled bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, and before Jaime could open his mouth to ask about the change, Justin quickly replied that he just felt like having a glass of wine with dinner and didn’t see any reason that Jaime could have one too.

  Jaime wound up having two glasses to help him choke down his food, throughout the entire meal; Justin had reached over him or around him or something that caused his half naked body to rub up against him. It almost drove him into insanity. He heaved a sigh of relief when dinner was finally over with. The wine had mellowed him out and calmed his racing pulse a bit, and he  snapped the dishwasher closed with a satisfied thud, anxious to get back to the sanctuary of his room. He almost made it too, if he didn’t have to pass the T.V. room to get to the stairs.

 “Hey Jaime, come join me for a movie, we can have a movie marathon.” Justin called to him and he all but cursed out loud.

 Jaime reluctantly dragged himself into the room and plopped down on the couch. Maybe he should have brought the remainder of the wine to polish it off.  He just tucked himself into the corner of the couch and waited until Justin picked whatever movie for them to watch. Finally, when he loaded the movie into the DVD player, Justin chose the opposite side of the same couch to sprawl out onto his back. He threw one leg over the back of the sofa giving Jaime a full view of his crotch.

  A sheen of sweat broke over the surface of his skin and he swore his fluttering heart was going to race right through his chest cavity. Blood pounded in his ears, and his dick was hard enough to pound nails through a board. Jaime didn’t have a clue as to what the movie they were watching was about, his kept glancing out of the corner of his eyes at Justin hand as it disappeared down the front of his sweats, his brother wasn’t jacking off, he just cupped himself while he watched the movie, and every now and then he shifted things around a bit in his pants and Jaime’s brain shut down altogether.

“You okay, Jaime, you look a little flushed, you feeling alright?” Justin asked him as he removed his hand from his crotch and Jaime eyes widened as he used the same hand to place it on his neck to check him for a fever.

 To his utter shame, Jaime whimpered as he caught the faint earthy scent of Justin’s crotch on his fingers. He could feel his resistance crumble into absolute dust. “Justin…I…” He started to say, but his courage failed him at the last minute, and his bottom lip wobbled and he felt his eyes fill with hot tears. To his surprise, Justin leaned forward and wrapped his muscular arms around his waist and dragged him across the space between them and cradled him between his legs, his upper body pressed into his older sibling’s strong chest. He felt a finger snake its way under his chin and he had no choice but to meet Justin’s luminous black gaze and what he saw there made every bone in his body melt into a gooey mess.

 There was so much lust burning from that gaze, it made his ass clench tightly and his dick throb painfully and leak precum into his loose shorts. His breath stuttered out of his body as he watched wide eyed as Justin lowered his face towards his. The first brush of his older brother’s lips against his own sent a jolt of electricity straight through his body; he mewled right into Justin’s mouth as he possessively captured his mouth in a searing kiss. Fire ignited over every inch of his skin and he couldn’t contain the overwhelming need to crawl all over the man.

  The object of his love and fantasies since he was old enough to have them was finally in his arms and he reveled in the feeling of euphoria and sensual delight. His very soul was being plundered by his ardent brother and he was loving every minute of it.

 Justin thought he had died and gone to heaven, he had took a chance and made the bold move of kissing Jaime, and here it was Jaime was responding wholeheartedly, the kiss was getting hotter and hotter, it was almost primal with the gnashing of teeth and dueling tongues. His gorgeous little brother had fisted both hands in his hair and literally climbed his body and settled himself in his lap. His delicious ass resting firmly on his pulsing rock hard cock, Jaime was rolling his hips, grinding himself on the long thick shaft and slowly driving Justin out if his ever loving mind.

 Justin wanted them skin to skin, he was dying to get his hands on Jaime’s sexy little body, he wanted to know every square inch of his body, he wanted to taste his skin, and he wanted to rub himself all over this beautiful man in his lap and mark him as his own.

 Justin tore his lips away from Jaime’s and their chest heaved as they tried to catch their breath. He didn’t give Jaime anytime to second guess his actions, because he whipped Jaime’s shirt over his head and attacked the sensitive flesh right where his shoulder and his neck met. Every whimper, every mewl, and moan he elicited from Jaime made him crave more of his younger brother, like an addict seeking his next fix. His hands disappeared into the back of his sibling’s shorts and he kneaded those perfectly rounded globes and he thrust his hips forward driving his leaking dick against Jaime’s soft flesh, frantically seeking the friction he needed to get off.

 Jaime’s hands found the waistband of the older man’s sweat and he impatiently tugged at them and Justin raised his hips to let him slide them down to his thighs. Justin had to stop him right there.

 “Baby, we need to take this upstairs.” He panted as Jaime peppered kisses down the side of his face trailing them over his jaw to his neck.

 Justin stopped talking he gathered Jaime even closer and simply stood up with the slender man in his arms, he felt Jaime’s legs wrap tightly around his waist and he buried his flushed face into his neck. He carried Jaime up the stairs with a determined stride and kicked the door to his bedroom open, and walked quickly across the carpet, and gently deposited his baby on the bed.  His entire body quivered with anticipation and his eyes glazed over when Jaime raised his hips and shimmied out of his shorts and throwing them on the floor next to the bed, and he shamelessly lay back, waiting for Justin to join him.

 Justin’s knees almost buckled at the sight of the beauty in his bed, he practically shredded his pants in his haste to get to his man.

He all but flung himself into the welcoming arms of his love; he captured those sweet lips in a kiss meant to render the younger man senseless.

 Jaime just opened his legs wider to accommodate Justin’s much larger frame. Justin’s hips settled over his and their erections was perfectly aligned and Justin groaned long and loud as his brother rutted against him. His whole body tingled with delicious anticipation.

 “Please Justin, I need you, I want to feel you inside of me, please.” Jaime begged, he didn’t care if he sounded like a wanton porn star, pleading to be fucked. Every cell in his body called out for Justin, for his sexy older brother to fuck him raw.

 Justin reached over and fumbled to get his nightstand drawer open, it felt like an eternity passed before he found the container of lube and some condoms, he threw them on the bed next to Jaime’s head and went back to laving his face neck and chest with open mouth kisses. With his blood boiling through his body,  his actions now being ruled by his primal need to taste, to mark, and to love all over this precious person writhing so invitingly underneath him. Justin couldn’t take it anymore; he quickly grabbed the lube and coated his hand with the viscous fluid. He captured Jaime’s attention by giving him a deep dirty kiss, while his hand snaked its way into the crack of the young man’s ass, his head spun as he circled that quivering entrance with determined fingers, and the fluttering hole kissed his fingers enticing him to penetrate it deeper.

 His fingers caressed and teased, until he began sliding the tip of his finger into that hot entrance. Jaime’s hungry chute sucked the digit right into it as he arched his back like a cat and keened at the burning sensation of being stretched. Justin introduced up to three digits into his brothers tight ass and worked him like an instrument made for his playing pleasure.

 Jaime was a needy, grinding mess and he watched the love of his life with total adoration and he let himself get lost on Justin’s sensual ministrations.

  Justin ignored the cry of protest when he withdrew his fingers from that quivering orifice, but Jaime’s wail of distress quickly morphed into a gasp of expectation when he felt the spongy head of his brother’s thick condom lubed cock being pushed inside of him.

 Jaime held completely still as his brother’s generous shaft impaled him, sinking deep into his body and he had to grip the covers to keep himself from flying off the bed. Justin laced his arms under his legs and lifted them over his wide shoulders almost bending him in two as he snapped his back and proceeded to fuck him through the mattress, the room was filled with the sound of flesh forcefully slapping against flesh, and their fractured breathing.

 Overwhelmed with pleasure, tears of joy leaked out of Jaime’s eyes as Justin allowed his pace to slow to a gentle rhythm and he slowly rotated his hips dipping in and out of Jaime’s ass in a circular motion, all the while telling him how beautiful he was, how much he loved him, and how good he felt, so tight, and so hot against his dick.

 Justin felt the white hot tingling of his orgasm crashing down on him, he reared up and gripped the headboard, picking up the pace and force of his thrusts and changed the angle of his driving jabs, directly thrusting into Jaime’s prostate, hitting it spot on over and over again. He gritted his teeth and will himself to make it last, Jaime had to come first. He wouldn’t be satisfied until his brother, his love found his completion first, and he drove on in full body thrusts, pummeling Jaime’s delicious ass again and again, and then, after a few more well aimed jabs, Jaime’s entire body arched up off of the bed as he shouted his release at the top of his lungs. His fingers digging into Justin’s arms and his ass clamped down around his cock, spasming as he came over and over again.

The sight of his sibling coming so spectacularly set off his own mind numbing release, and Justin grunted as his balls drew up and emptied into his shaft which jerked and spasmed over and over again as he emptied himself into the condom covering his member buried deep in Jaime’s still fluttering walls. His vision blurred at the edges and his body jerked, sweat dripping from his body onto the sweet boy underneath him.

 Finally, he slumped forward and he caught his weight on his arms so not to crush Jaime.

“I love you and I want to go to stay with you forever. Say you will stay.” Justin pleaded to him and Jaime only had one answer.

“I will stay with you forever my love, just you and me.” Jaime said absolutely certain in his decision. Damn what anyone had to say, his brother was and will forever be the love of his life, forever the keeper of his heart…

The End.

If I Had Known

A Bonus Short Story for you guys.

If I Had Known

Staggering up his cobbled front walkway making his way to his front door, Jeffrey leaned over and concentrated on pushing his key into the lock to open the entrance to his home. The only problem with that was that said lock to the wooden panel was slowly rotating in a swirling circle and his eyes were having trouble tracking the slow progress of the offending device, and he was exerting a lot of effort into trying to jab the key into its proper place on the lock was considerably failing; thus further increasing his drunken frustrations.

Suddenly feeling someone touching his arm, he jumped up and released a startled yelp, quickly taking a step backwards and almost losing his footing on the steps. Jeffrey just barely managed to catch his balance before he crashed into the bushes lining the wall beside the door.  His keys were taken out of his hand and they rattled as the person worked it into the uncooperative lock and turned it effectively opening the offending portal.

 Holding a hand over his pounding heart, he tried his best to get his eyes to focus on the big blurry person now opening his front door. He didn’t know whether to thank the person or panic and run away. His sluggish mind wouldn’t let him decide what his best course of action in this situation was. Something about the stranger was familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was at the moment.

But his skin tingled and his blood heated and raced just a little faster through his veins, when he felt large warm hands grasp his wrists and pulled him over his own threshold and into his foyer.

 “You shouldn’t put yourself in danger like this by drinking yourself stupid and then driving and putting yourself and others in harm’s way.” A deep gravelly voice sternly reprimanded him. And Jeffrey knew that voice, how could he ever forget the owner of that voice.

 But his befuddled brain told him that he had left Master Remy behind at the club he just weaved his way home from; after forlornly watching him as he flogged and fucked a pretty little sub almost damn near through the St. Andrews Cross he was strapped to. He sat there drowning his out his jealousy in a bottle of Patron. He had sat there for more than an hour desperately wishing he was in the subs place, that he was the one being restrained and beaten. He had gasped and whimpered right along with the flying boy with every lash of leather against heated skin, with every pink welt that appeared over the boy’s flesh felt like it was his own. He had panted and quivered in his seat feeling every sting and every caress of the powerful Dom.

 His cock had throbbed and leaked like a dripping faucet the whole time he watched those mesmerizing muscles flex and move with the downward swing of his arm, his hips jerked as he watched that tight ass constrict and clench as he pounded the boy into the unforgiving wood of the polished cross. His heart finally couldn’t take anymore as he watched the Big Dom carry the slender boy backstage to administer aftercare to the youth and he slowly made his way out of the club counting his footsteps to keep them one in front of the other as he made his way to the parking lot. He figured that since he only lived around the corner, if he took his time he would be okay. He didn’t want to stay at the club for another second, unnoticed by the one Master he has wanted for more than a year.

All the way home he had cursed everything about the large man. He cursed his cropped mane of thick black hair, he cursed his massive but beautifully sculpted 6’3 muscular physique, and those cut and corded arms, those tree trunk thighs, those to die for Pecs and sexy nipple piercings, and he even cursed those sensual plump pink lips. But most of all he cursed those mesmerizing violet eyes, they were almost purple and when he trained them on him he could almost feel himself melting under the intensity, but the fact still remained that the Dom always overlooked even with the heated glares and played with the other subby boys.

Jeffrey had wondered what the hell it was about him that didn’t make the grade for the Dom, he knew he was good looking, other Masters were constantly propositioning him, and praising his slender 5’8 swimmers body, telling him his eyes were a gorgeous shade of blue, and how they would love to kiss and suck on his kissable cherry lips.  He was tanned and hairless, and perfectly groomed from the top of his dirty blond curls to the tips of his manicured toes. He made sure he worked out diligently to keep his body and his firm bubble butt in tip top shape, and yet week after week he was passed over by the one man he craved more than the air he needed to breathe.

 He was jolted back into reality because Master Remy shook him and asked him where his bedroom was, he pointed down the darkened hallway and he jumped when the front door slammed shut and the lock clicked into place. Two heavy hands landed on his shoulders and he was marched down the hallway to his bedroom door. His hand automatically went out to the switch and on the wall and he flicked it with his finger and rapidly blinked as the bright overhead light flooded the room. He brought his hand up to shield his aching eyes as he heard a muttered curse from behind him. He was taken over to the bed and made to sit down and he was told firmly to stay. He had no problem obeying the blunt order seeing that his head was now spinning and his temples felt like they had their own heartbeat.

 Jeffrey sighed when the bright light stopped trying to seep through his closed eyelids and he pried them back open to see the dim light of the bathroom shining through the half closed door. A shadow past in front of him and he gasped and leaned his head back to look up at the object of his desires. “Why are you here?” He mumbled slightly slurring his words. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with me?” He continued wanting to know why this man was torturing him with his presence.

 “I refuse to let you harm yourself and others out of sheer stupidity.” Came the gravelly response.

 Jeffrey instantly felt a wave of pure unadulterated anger flash through his body like fire. Who the hell was he to judge him and call his actions stupid, he was the cause of this entire mess, and he didn’t ask for him to be here. Jeffrey flew off the bed with more speed than his inebriated body should have been capable of, and tried his best not to wobble on shaking knees in front of the man. “How dare you come here and reprimand me like you are my Dom when all you have managed to do was shun me. For over a year I have all but painted a sign on my forehead that said that I was yours and only yours, if you would have me, but no, you refused to see it and time and time again ignored me like I was disease.” He sobbed to the astonished man standing in front of him with his arms poised out like he was getting ready to catch him if he suddenly pitched forward or something. “It broke my heart every time I watched you beat and fuck those other boys right here in the public playrooms for me to watch and silently envy them. It shredded my pride when they all smirked at me, showing me that they were good enough for you but I wasn’t. Well you know what? You can go to hell; I am done pining over you.” And with that statement, it felt like the weight of the world was lifted off  my shoulders and I did just what he was anticipating, my world went dark and I pitched forward right into those strong arms; solid arms that cradled me tenderly to that massive chest.

 Remy stood there holding an out cold Jeffrey, who was now snoring softly in his arms. To say he was shocked at the boy’s emotional heart breaking outburst was the least. He had always known Jeffrey was attracted to him, but he had never even come close to realizing the depth of the boy’s feelings. From the moment he had set eyes on this beautiful boy last year, it was like the heavens had opened up and a holy light descended and bathed this eternal creature in its pure white light.  He had stood there glowing, and nothing in this world could have compared to his absolutely gorgeous and iridescent beauty; his was one that people wrote poems and songs about. Remy had felt like dropping to his knees in total reverence because surely he was in the presence of an Angel, a messenger of all that was holy. He had felt completely undeserving to even look at this gorgeous being, and the feeling that had gripped him by the throat had scared the ever living shit out of him. So, he had turned away from the pretty little Angel.

 He had known in his heart that if he so much as laid a finger on Jeffrey that he was going to give his very soul to the boy forever. He would never be able to touch another living body in that way ever again, for no one else would do, no one else could compare. So he had remained aloof and he remained as far from the young man as he could get. He had no earthly idea that the boy would have developed such deep feelings for him. He had no idea that he had been slowly crushing his boy’s precious heart and stomping all over his soul in his determination not to put his own heart at risk.

 But all his efforts was a little too late, and all the hurt he has caused Jeffrey was for naught because he was head over heels, soul deep in love with the young man. And he has grown weary; he could no longer fight it anymore.

 Earlier at the club, he was aware that Jeffrey was watching the scene with the other sub and he knew he was lost when he pictured Jeffrey in place of the boy he was playing with. He had fucked that boy with a little more force than was necessary and he still wasn’t satisfied when his balls had exploded in a bone melting orgasm, shooting up and out of his throbbing shaft and emptying into the condom encasing his rod buried deep in the mewling boy strapped to the cross. And the reason was currently looking on with watery desolate cerulean eyes. He had felt like he was two feet tall when he handed the almost comatose sub over to another Dom to handle his aftercare. Concerned and torn, he had watched Jeffrey teeter his way out of the playroom and towards the exit. Moving faster than he ever had before, he scrambled into his clothes and high tailed it out to the parking lot, just to watch Jeffrey’s red glowing tail lights disappear into the night.

 With his heart in his throat he had race towards his motorcycle and he quickly hopped on, turned the key, and kicked the powerful Harley to life and roared out of the parking lot after the very heart. He followed diligently as he watched Jeffrey slowly and painstakingly navigated the few corners until he parked his little Mini Cooper a tad crooked in his driveway, and finally released the pent up breath that he was holding the whole ride here. He swore he was just going to make sure the boy got into his house in one piece but he had sat there and watched as Jeffrey got more and more uncoordinated as he tried to push his key into the lock. So, he decided to give him a helping hand then high tail it outta there.

 It didn’t work out that way, he looked into the innocently sleeping face of his boy, no longer could he deny it, Jeffrey was his  and he belonged to Jeffrey, it was as simple as that, and when his love sobered up and opened those pretty blue eyes he was going to be there to apologize and explain his actions.

With one hand securing Jeffrey’s slumbering form to his body, he used the other to pull back the comforter on the cozy looking bed. As gently as he could he eased his sleeping beauty unto the mattress and bent down to swing his feet up too. He efficiently removed the young man’s shoes followed by his socks, and his jeans. He blew out a trembling breath and willed his cock to behave as it twitched in appreciation at the sight of those creamy thighs and tempting bulge in those skin tight blue Calvin Klein boxer briefs. He wrestled Jeffrey out of his button up shirt leaving him clad only in his white tee and underwear.

Remy quickly pulled the covers over Jeffrey’s sleeping form and he disrobed and neatly folded both his clothes and his boy’s and he placed them on the chair across the room. He made his way into the en-suite bathroom he located earlier and stepped inside leaving the door slightly ajar. He walked over to the shower stall and turned on the taps and adjusted the temperature of the water. He stripped out of his boxers and stepped under the pulsing spray of water. He couldn’t help but grin at Jeffrey’s choice of Bath and Body works Sweet Pea body wash. He lathered himself, making sure to wash away all evidence of his earlier play scene. He didn’t have time to shower before he had rush after his wayward boy.

 Remy rinsed the soap from his hair and used both palms to swipe the excess water out of his face. He slapped off the taps and pulled a big fluffy towel from the rack and dried the excess water from his skin and hair. He stalked back into the bedroom stark naked and quietly eased his big body under the covers. Jeffrey immediately rolled over and threw a soft smooth thigh over one of his hairy corded thighs and an arm over his barrel chest, and snuggled in as close as he could get. Remy sighed heavily as his dick instantly jumped to attention, tenting the covers over his groin. He just concentrated on the deep even breaths puffing out between those sweet pink lips that were mere inches from his face. He closed his eyes to the tempting sight before him and willed his muscles one by one to relax, it took some time but he finally drifted off himself with his sweet little wrapped around him like second skin.

 The smell of coffee tickled the edge of Jeffrey’s awareness and his nose twitched and his eyes slowly fluttered open and he clenched them closed almost immediately regretting the action. As his senses slowly fired and woke up one by one so the knowledge of the jack hammering pounding away relentlessly in his skull. He groaned, or at least attempted to, his mouth so dry that his tongue was sticking to the top of his palate. Jeffrey swallowed in vain to get some moisture going in his desiccated orifice. The fragrance of freshly brewed coffee once again assailed his senses and he sedately tried to open his eyes once again.

 Jeffrey gingerly turned his head and looked around his room. Everything was in place and he was in his underwear, but where was the scent of coffee coming from. He didn’t have an automatic coffee maker and he lived alone, so his sluggish mind was trying to figure it out what was going on when the last person he had ever expected to see in his house came sauntering through his bedroom door wearing nothing but a pair of black silk boxers.

 His already queasy stomach rolled over and he felt all the blood rush from his brain to his groin at the sheer epitome of masculine perfection that made his way across his bedroom carpet and sat on his very bed next to his hip. The object of all his desires was sitting so close him that Jeffrey could feel the delicious heat coming off the man’s skin. He closed his eyes and prayed that this wasn’t a dream, he was half way through his prayer when the rich baritone broke through his musings and his eyes popped back open and he stared speechless up into those deep violet eyes and lost himself.

 Remy felt a slash of pride at his boy’s dumbfounded reaction to his presence; he smiled and reached out to brush a stray lock of hair off his forehead. “Here drink some coffee and wake up; we have a lot to discuss.” He said as he motioned for Jeffrey to sit up and grasp the mug. He held the mug securely in one hand and helped him shuffle up into a sitting position with the other. He watched that gorgeous face as the different emotions flittered across his features, curiosity, surprise, excitement, and then like the natural submissive that he was, Jeffrey respectfully lowered his gaze from the Dom.

 “What are you doing here, Sir? What happened last night?” He asked and Remy could feel his heart constrict a little. The conversation they needed to have was going to be a little uncomfortable on both sides, more so now if he was going to have to explain to Jeffrey that he basically outed his feelings for him in a drunken haze the night before. He took a deep breath and tried to formulate the best way to explain everything to his boy.

 Remy just decided to take the plunge, he just started from the beginning and went from there, he explained his feelings and why he acted the way he did towards him. He went on to explain why he never took the chance to do a scene with him or to play and mingle with him. He explained that what he felt in his heart for Jeffrey was more than just wanting to top the hell out of him. He wanted Jeffrey not just at his feet in submission wearing the stripes of pink flesh from his whip; he wanted him at his side as his love and his life.

 Remy went on to apologize because he had no earthly idea that Jeffrey had such deep feelings for him, he didn’t know how much he was suffering watching him play with others. The idea that Jeffrey felt the same powerful chemistry between them never crossed his mind, and he held tightly to his hands as he asked for his forgiveness, and if Jeffrey could find it in his heart to forgive him, Remy wanted them to start from scratch to begin anew, and build a relationship between the two of them. When he was done talking he took a deep breath and waited as the shell shocked young man formed a response to what he had revealed to him.

 Jeffrey just held onto the cooling cup of coffee in his hands, he prayed that this wasn’t some sick twisted dream, and if it was he never wanted to wake up from it. He calmly set the cup down on the nightstand and he took a deep breath and raised his gaze to meet the smoldering one of the man that had captured his heart from the first time he laid eyes on him. He tentatively reached out to him and Remy met him half way and enclosed his hand in his much larger one and with one pull, Jeffrey slammed against that solid chest and the breath that he was holding whooshed out and Remy smashed his mouth against his and literally devoured him.

 Sparks of electricity snapped along every nerve ending in his body and Jeffrey dug his fingers into those strong shoulders and held on for dear life as his lips desperately dueled with his dream man’s firm mouth. The kiss went on and on and got more heated, he felt like he was going to fly away if this man released him anytime soon. But soon enough, Remy eased back and Jeffrey whimpered in protest and tried to follow his mouth, but Remy stopped him with a gentle hand on his naked chest.

 “Do you want to be mine, sweet boy? If you do I need you to say it, I want you to be mine and mine alone in every way.”  Remy whispered to him and lightly pecked on his lips once again.

 Jeffrey looked him right in the eye to make sure that the man could see the absolute sincerity in his gaze. “Yes, more than anything.” He answered and he was immediately crushed into that huge chest. The sprinkling of hair across those chiseled Pecs tickled his skin and made him even more aware of the fire burning in his veins.

  Remy’s whole persona changed and morphed right before his eyes and Jeffrey immediately snapped to attention, because every inch of Master Remy was on display and he reveled in the complete authority exuding from the Dominant man. “Good boy, you are so beautiful, and you are all mine.” He purred and Jeffrey practically glowed at the praise. He arched his body into his caress like a feline being petted by a beloved owner. “Go shower while I make you breakfast, do not put anything on this beautiful body. I will feed you and then I get to explore every inch of this luscious form to my content. Do you understand, pup?” He stated and Jeffrey shivered with anticipation and quickly and quietly replied. “Yes Sir.” When Remy released after giving him another toe curling kiss he scampered off to the bathroom thanking every Deity he could think of along the way.

 Remy smiled as he watched Jeffrey disappear into his en-suite bathroom and he got up from the bed and padded his way down the hall back towards the kitchen. He had sliced up some fruit while he had waited for the coffee to brew and he quickly gathered some eggs from the fridge and bread from the bread box on the counter.  He rummaged for something to add to the omelets he wanted to make and he found onions, bell peppers, and some shredded cheese. It would do for a simple meal. He quickly found what he needed in cookware and quickly beat the eggs and added his veggie and spices. He expertly added the mixture to the pan and slid the bread into the toaster. He flipped the omelet and sprinkled it with cheese and slid it onto a plate just as the golden brown toast popped up, He lightly buttered it and arranged them on the plate.

  Giving the counters a quick wipe, he placed what needed to be washed in the sink, he grabbed a glass and poured some orange juice and he picked up the plate and the glass and carried it back into the bedroom. When he got there he almost dropped everything in his hands at the sight that greeted him. Stunningly nude, Jeffrey was picture perfect as he kneeled on the floor in presentation waiting patiently for him to return. He swallowed the lust crawling up his throat and schooled his features to remain stern and he walked over to the bed and took a seat. “Come here, pup.” He instructed and Jeffrey gracefully got to his feet and glided over to his side. Remy spread his legs and Jeffrey immediately sank back down onto his knees and crossed his hands behind his back and waited for further instruction.

 With a slight tremble in his hand, Remy willed his iron clad control into place as he used the fork to cut into the omelet and picked up a piece and held it out for Jeffrey to eat. His breathing sped up as he watched those pretty pink lips wrap around the prongs of the utensil and he slid the morsel of food into his mouth and delicately chewed. He took a bite himself and he repeated this action until they both cleaned the plate. He held the chilled glass of juice up to his boy’s lips and let him drink his fill before draining the glass himself. He set everything on the nightstand and used a napkin to wipe his sweet pup’s lips. He leaned down and gave the young man’s mouth a lascivious lick before he stood in front of him. His rigid cock tenting the black silk of his shorts, there was a visible wet spot indicating how turned on he was.

  “Undress me, boy.” Remy commanded and watched as Jeffrey raised his trembling hands and slid his fingers into the waistband of his shorts, He slid them down his thick thighs and he could have sworn he heard his beautiful boy release a groan as his huge cock was freed and jutted straight out like it was pointing directly as his boy. He lifted one leg and then the other as Jeffrey finished peeling his boxers down his long legs. He folded them and placed them next to him on the floor and waited to be told what to do next.

 Remy continued to admire the gorgeous man at his feet and several hot scenarios ran through his head as he tried to decide what he wanted to do to and with Jeffrey, but then his mind ran back to all the times that he had hurt his boy trying to stay away from him to protect himself, and his final decision was made. He stepped back and slid his big body onto the bed. He motioned for Jeffrey to get to his feet and come to him. When he reached the side of the bed, he let his heated gaze travel the length of that perfect sexy slender body.

  “I am yours as much as you are mine and today, my body is yours to do what you want to it. I am giving you free reign over me today to show you that you mean more to me than I could ever explain.” He stated and watched as Jeffrey swayed before catching his balance and climbed onto the bed.

  “I want nothing more than to explore that heavenly body, and then I want to feel every inch of that fat cock deep inside my body.” Jeffrey plainly stated and it was Remy’s turn to draw in a deep breath and will his throbbing cock not to explode. He leaned forward and pulled Jeffrey over his chest and used his much smaller frame to blanket his bulk. Then he went passive to let this sweet man explore at his own pace. He knew this was going to be a severe test on his control, but Jeffrey was so worth it.

 Jeffrey almost purred in delight and he rubbed himself all over the hard body underneath him. The awesome ridges of his man’s sculpted eight pack abs rubbed his rigid shaft in the just the right way as he sipped at Remy’s delicious lips. To have the powerful Dom at his mercy was the most intoxicating thing he has ever experienced. His hands never remained still and he learned every plane and every contour of that toned muscular form. Remy’s helpless moans had his cock leaking like a faucet, the slippery fluid further easing his glide against the twitching muscles of Remy’s abdomen. He took his time as he savored his man, his head spinning as his lips, teeth and tongue traveled down that corded throat to the enticing space in between Remy’s huge Pecs.

  Jeffrey groaned and his hips jutted forward as two warm big hands grabbed the rounded globes of his ass and kneaded the flesh, pulling them apart and exposed his entrance to the cool air of the room. Remy suddenly pulled him forward and attacked his exposed throat, his muscular thighs parted and spread Jeffrey’s slender ones so that he was now straddling him, their cocks perfectly aligned as they glided against one another, and they were totally lost and adrift on a sea of boiling bliss. Jeffrey’s movements became more urgent and he started pleading with Remy, begging him for more, more of everything as he writhed on top of the man.

 Remy knew he was losing his ever loving mind and now his angel started begging him so sweetly for more. His hands shook as he reached over and grabbed the lube and the little foil packet from the night stand where he had placed them earlier; “Fucking Hell.” He thought as Jeffrey nipped the heated flesh of his shoulder and his cock pulsed, his shaft still rubbing and dueling with Jeffrey’s as Jeffrey continued to grind relentlessly against him. “Babe, please, let me get this on.” He pleaded but Jeffrey was beyond hearing him. He tried to shift to get some room but his incoherent boy clung like a barnacle. So he did the only thing that he could. “Stop.” He barked in his most commanding tone. Jeffrey mewled in distress but he almost immediately stopped what he was doing, naturally responding to his Dominant.

  “Sit back and present.” Remy demanded and watched with pride as his boy instantly scrambled backwards and got to his knees, crossed his hands behind his back and he sat back onto his heels with his head bowed. Remy took a deep breath and it took him a longer than he wanted to get the condom onto his considerable shaft and lube the length of his painfully hard cock. “Look at me, pup.” He purred as he stood tall with long legs apart with one hand on his hip and another stoking his almost purple shaft from root to tip.

 Quivering from the delicious shocks of  sparking desire churning through his veins, Jeffrey took a calming breath and raised his gaze to the Sex God on such enticing display in front of him. His eyes immediately followed the slow torturous movement of Remy’s closed fist as he slowly caressed himself, the smooth engorged head playing peek a boo through his circled palm. He whimpered and his cock released a steady stream of pre-ejaculate.

  “Tell me, precious, how do you want it? Do you want me from behind or do you want me face to face? I would love you watch your beautiful face as I pound into that tight ass, my sweet.” Remy continued on seducing his boy with the cadence of his voice alone. Remy smiled when the determined lustful gaze morphed into a sexy mischievous one. “May I move, Sir?” He asked and Remy nodded his consent and he watched as Jeffrey gracefully uncurled that tantalizing slender body and he padded over to where Remy stood. He brought his hands up and ran his palms over every inch of that broad chest, letting his man’s heat warm his palms. When his hands made it to his waist he applied a little pressure and steered the big man backwards towards the bed. A sexy like smirk curving his mouth.

 Once Remy’s legs hit the bed, Jeffrey gave him a push and Remy fell back onto the mattress with a sexy smile, he scooted back into the middle of the bed and spread himself in blatant invitation for his baby to look his fill. And look Jeffrey did before he snapped himself out of his transfixion and raised one eyebrow at his soon to be lover and reached for the lube on the bedside table. He knew those keen eyes was watching every move he made, so he made sure to go as slow as he possibly could as he squeezed the clear fluid into the palm of his hand and putting the bottle back. He rubbed his hands together all the while smiling serenely when on the inside he was feeling anything but, the lust burning his very core made his ass flutter and his throat dry, but he climbed onto the bed  and threw one shapely leg over Remy’s hips, his back  to his man’s face.

  He steadied himself and leaned over and smiled with glee as he exposed his quivering pink hole to Remy’s lustful gaze, and with one lubed hand he reached back and manipulated his own entrance, preparing himself for the huge, fat cock that his balls were rubbing so nicely against. The desperate groan that rushed out of Remy’s mouth as he watched him made him all the more determined and he worked up to three fingers inside himself and gently rolled his hips giving his man the most erotic show he had ever seen. He watched Remy’s fists clench almost white knuckled into the sheets with the effort it was taking not for him to take over and top the hell out of him right then and there.

 And panting heavily Jeffrey decided to take them both out of their misery as he eased his lower body up and forward and took that monster cock into his hand. He guided it until the bulbous head was poised right at his entrance and he sat backwards onto it, keening as he was stretched so deliciously, the burn of it had his chute fluttering as it sucked that wide shaft deep into his body.

 “Fuck!” Remy exclaimed as his hands flew to Jeffrey’s hips, a sheen of sweat washed over his entire body and he willed himself to remain still, to give his sweet boy time to adjust to the intrusion of his long thick cock into that tight ass. He threw his head back with a long deep moan when Jeffrey started to move, he circled his hips just the right way for his channel to grip the length of his shaft and massage it almost painfully. Remy couldn’t help it as his hips thrust upwards as Jeffrey thrust downwards he buried himself over and over again, he watched himself disappear and reappear just to disappear deep into that hot ass body again and again.

 His toes curled and his own ass clenched as his balls drew up into his body, stars burst before his eyes and Jeffrey kept riding him like he was a thoroughbred racehorse. He felt his orgasm roiling through his system, as it churned in his drawn up balls and his movements became choppy and his hands tightened on Jeffrey’s hips, and when Jeffrey slammed downward one last time and he threw his head back and screamed to the high heavens, cum shooting straight from his cock that was in he had palmed in his own hand.  Jeffrey ass muscles tightly clenched him almost painfully tight as it milked Remy’s rock hard shaft relentlessly, and he lost it, shouting as he came, burst after burst of hot semen erupting from his pulsing cock deep inside his boy, it was one of the most intense orgasms he has ever had and his whole body jerked with each spine tingling spurt. He held Jeffrey completely still on his used spent cock, it was so sensitive from that earth shattering release, and he hissed when his exhausted boy slumped backwards and Remy’s cock sweetly slipped from his ass as he lay back to heaving chest on top of Remy.

  Remy wrapped his long arms around the most amazing person he was fortunate enough to know. The emotions running through his mind and body left him almost speechless. “You are mine and I am never letting you go.” He whispered to his boy and when Jeffrey just simply responded, “Love you, don’t want to be anyone’s but yours.” He mumbled before he drifted off into a sated slumber. Remy just hugged him tighter and reveled in the feeling of having this sweet angel in his arms and in his life, if he had known; he would have confessed his love even sooner instead of wasting so much time. But he had his love and he knew he was going to do everything in his power to keep him.

The End.

The Towel Boy

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The Towel Boy

 

 

Aaron Moore hated anything that has to do with sports. So he wasn’t surprised that when he was called into the coach’s office one afternoon his guidance counselor was in the office as well. Mr. Jenkins and Miss Taylor informed him that even though his academic grades were stellar; he needed to pass physical education in order graduate. To his dismay the coach told him to come back in the morning so he could tell him what he needed to do in order to pass his class.

 Aaron got up and politely thanked his teachers. He pushed his horn rimmed glasses further up on his smooth little face and trudged out of the office and straight into the Lion’s den. He gawked and immediately lowered his gaze as he tried to inconspicuously make his way out of the boy’s locker room that was now occupied by the entire half naked football team getting ready for practice.

 He almost stumbled in his haste to get out but not before he caught sight of Josh…The quarterback and the most heavenly creature God has ever created. His mouth watered at the expanse of tanned naked skin in front of him. But he was jostled out if his stupor when he realized Josh was staring right back at him. Aaron let out a strangled squeak and high tailed out of the locker room.

 With his heart beating a mile a minute in his little chest, he skidded to a stop once he made it down the hall and around the corner from the locker room. Aaron pushed his glasses up on his nose yet again and peeked around the corner from where he had just scurried from. He watched as the guys started to amble out and head towards the football field. He knew he was just a glutton for punishment as he tried desperately to catch a glimpse of Josh before he carried himself off to the library to do his homework.

 “Aaron are you ok?” The voice behind him started him into jumping almost a foot in the air before spinning around to face the questioning curiosity on Miss Taylor’s face.

 “Um…I…I’m fine.” He managed to stutter out as he grew disappointed that he wouldn’t get to see his crush because he had to answer the counselor’s questions.

 She studied his bowed head before sighing and sending him on his way. Aaron didn’t need to be told twice. He didn’t even look back as he speed walked his way to the library. He passed the hallway that opened up and looked out towards the field, but all he saw was the cheerleaders stretching and the band’s drum line warming up. The players were all the way over on the other side of the field. It was just as well because Aaron knew he had no chance in hell of getting together with someone like Josh.

 The first thing was that, Josh was straight. He was currently dating a smart pretty red headed girl for the last two years, much to the head cheerleader’s dismay. He wasn’t the typical jock. He actually had a brain and he broke the typical mold of exactly what high school quarterbacks were supposed to be like. He was nice to everybody; there wasn’t a mean bone in his body. He hated fickle people which means he didn’t get along with half the cheerleading squad because unlike him; they were the typical mean bitches. And second, Aaron knew he was too short, too plain, and too scared to open his mouth for anyone, and especially for Josh Hines to notice him.

 Aaron’s day ended by making it home for dinner with his eccentric mother. The woman was the like the poster child for overzealous parenting of little gay boys. He knew he was lucky to have a mother that was as tolerant as she when it came to the fact that her one and only child was gay, but his mum took it to the extreme. She was his number one fan girl, but she was constantly on him to find the perfect boyfriend. She was forever embarrassing him by trying to set him up with gay boys from the community center where she worked as a social worker. But for Aaron, most of those boys were divas, twinks, or just plain too into themselves for his state of mind. In his head he saw only one person footing the bill for him and unfortunately that person was a straight athletic brainiac hero of their senior class.

 “Aaron, my sweet baby. Is that you?” His mother called out from the kitchen where impressive scents of cooked food was coming from, his stomach growled as he dropped his backpack by the stairs and went to investigate what his mom was preparing.

 “Hi Mommy.” He said by way of greeting as he entered the kitchen and was immediately smothered in kisses and his face was shoved into an ample bosom. He took a minute to inhale the scent of freesia and white tea, a scent he would forever remind him of home and his beautiful mother.

She leaned back and brushed his dark brown bangs out of his face. “Now I talked to Miss Taylor this afternoon and I don’t want you to pay her and that coach any mind, not everyone is made out for sports. But you do have to pass his class to graduate.” She went on to say, “Not to worry because the man is working on something for you to get the passing grade you need. Now, I made your favorite, chicken tetrazzini. Go wash up and I will set out a plate for you.” She finished as she turned back to the stove.

 Aaron just shook his head and smiled. The woman was a Goddess in the kitchen, it was a shame his sperm donor couldn’t stomach the fact that his son was a queer and that his trophy wife was okay with it, so instead of Him getting thrown out like his father had demanded. His overprotective mother had kicked her homophobic husband out instead. And he was required by the fine State of Florida to pay for all of their needs and then some, since he was a big time criminal lawyer with his own firm of minions. Aaron wouldn’t classify himself as rich, but he never wanted or needed for anything. But all he really required to be happy was his privacy and his kindle, since he was an avid reader. He liked being invisible to his mother’s detriment; she didn’t understand that he would rather be looked over than bullied or picked on for being openly gay by his wonderful peers.

 People at school tended to not realize he was there and that worked fine for him, except when it came to Josh, but has lived with it for four years. And when everyone graduates and go their separate ways, he would continue to just mark it down at his high school crush. He had grand plans to study literature and professional writing, anything that would land him a job in a publishing house. His love of written word was his drive in life. He was ashamed to admit his one guilty though pleasure was gay fiction. He had stumbled across it on a free reading website and then on Amazon where he discovered authors like, Andrew Grey, SJD Peterson, and K.C. Wells. He was in heaven with his numerous male on male romance stories ranging from syrupy sweet to erotically naughty.

 They had fueled hours of masturbation scenarios starring Josh as his leading man. Aaron changed the trend of his thoughts before returning to the kitchen and sitting down to eat with his mother. She told him about her day and he dutifully listened and returned the gesture. He cleaned the kitchen after dinner and wished her a goodnight as she settled into watch one of her lifetime movies on TV.

 Aaron quickly shuffled up the stairs and into his room. His clothes came off two seconds later and he scooped them up and dumped them in the laundry hamper. He turned on the faucets and plugged the drain so that the water could fill the tub. He was in the mood for a good long soak and to finish the juicy story he had started yesterday but never got the chance to complete. While the tub was filling up he turned to the full length mirror on the wall and took a good look at himself. Aaron knew he was shorter than average he barely made it to 5’6 inches tall and that was in shoes, body was milky white and slender. He had avoided the beach like the plague and he would much rather stay in the air conditioned house and read rather than sunning himself like a rotisserie chicken out in the humid Miami sunshine.

 He brought one hand up and flicked his hair off his forehead and looked at his face, his glasses were a permanent fixture over his hazel eyes. He hated his contact lenses; they made his eyes feel irritated when he chose to wear them so he preferred his glasses. He was naturally slender no matter how much he ate and he actually liked that fact about himself, but otherwise he thought he was simply ordinary. Sighing heavily, Aaron turned away from his reflection and stepped into the half filled tub and sank into the fragrant water. He settled back and picked up his kindle and thoroughly immersed himself in his story for the remainder of the evening.

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Josh pulled into the driveway of Misty’s home and turned off his headlights and turned towards his long time friend and pretend girlfriend. She smiled at him and leaned over to give him a grateful kiss on the cheek before getting out of his truck. He watched her walk inside before he turned his headlights back on and pulled out of her driveway and onto the street. He was more than happy to help Misty out, she and her long time girlfriend, Janice have been going strong for over three years now. She had tried to work up the nerve several times in the past to tell her intolerant family about her relationship, but she always wound up bowing out because of their anti-gay views. So he kept her secret and she kept his, he was gay and he had known it since he was thirteen years old. He had no reason to hide his preference because he had two fathers and two mothers. He currently spent his time living with his real father, Jared and his husband, Thomas. His biological mom, Melissa resided with her life partner, Jennifer. And spent the holidays with them on their horse ranch in Texas.

 Melissa had been kind enough to be the surrogate for his dads when they decided that they wanted a child, they were all college friends and remained close up to this day. Josh has dated and even had a boyfriend or two, but no one ever close to home or from the same school. That part of his life remained private, not that he cared. It’s just that he never found anyone at his school worth taking the time to get to know or date. That was until he kept running into a cute little beauty with hazel eyes hidden behind horned rimmed glasses. The same gorgeous little thing that he caught staring at him from time to time, but every time he made eye contact or even shared the same air with the guy, he took off faster than a skittish filly on his mother’s farm.

 It was just today before practice that Misty had told him the kid’s name. Aaron, a nice name and he shared an English Literature with Misty. She had explained that he was a quiet kid and he liked it that way. She said he barely opened his mouth and he tried his best not to draw any attention to himself what so ever. When Josh saw him this afternoon in the locker room gawking at his naked chest he knew then for sure that his little beauty was gay or at least interested in him, and all kinds of thoughts had flooded his head. Especially when those pretty pink lips had opened in a shocked “O” when Josh met his gaze head on. That mouth of his was a gay man dream. Full, pouty, and pretty; it took all he had to drag his mind out of the gutter and away from the one part of his anatomy that he would love to see Aaron’s lips wrapped around.

 It took no time at all for him to reach home and he cut the engine of the big truck after pulling into the empty driveway. It didn’t surprise him that his father’s weren’t home; it was the middle of the week and since they both were Surgeons, they were probably wrapped up in a case at the hospital or making final rounds before their phones rang all night with their Nurses needing something for their patients. Josh grabbed his football gear and his book bag and made his way into his home. He wasn’t particularly hungry but he could eat. He emptied the contents of his gym bag in the washer, added some detergent and set the machine to wash. He carried his bag through to the kitchen and pulled out his homework. He only had to read a chapter for biology class and then he was done with his school assignments for the night.

 Josh browsed through the menus in the specified draw and decided to get some Sushi. He especially liked the chicken teriyaki rolls with spicy mayo. After placing his order and sending off a quick text message to let his parents know he was home safe, he settled at the kitchen table to read the chapter about plant meiosis, a thrilling read for sure. He rolled his eyes, but he was an A student and he would make it through. He was confident in that regard. His mind just worked like that, he could read something; anything really and commit it to memory, just like it walking encyclopedia father. He was never more grateful for the hereditary trait. He was almost done when the doorbell chimed announcing the arrival of his dinner. He quickly pulled his wallet out from the back of his jeans and paid the young man and carried his food to the table where he opened the containers and continued to read as he ate his dinner. This was the course of his evening and he was happy and content with the routine.

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Aaron jerked awake and gasping as his cock pulsed and throbbed, pumping out the last of his wet dream onto his abdomen and the sheet that was covering him. He hand flew to his wayward dick and his fingers wrapped around the unyielding length of his shaft. He slowly stroked out the last of his release. He didn’t even have to put work into trying to remember what he had dreamt about. He already knew and he refused to dwell on the impassibleness if dreaming of a straight guy. He gingerly peeled back the covers and wrapped the soiled sheet into a ball to stuff into his hamper. He would do his laundry later when he came home. Right now he had to get ready for school and find out what the coach could have possibly come up with to make his life a living hell in trying to pass phys ed.

School was the same; it was just a different day. He trudged through the hallway keeping his head down and close to the wall as possible without getting hit by the doors that were carelessly thrown open by the other kids. He stopped just shy of the gymnasium’s door, he really didn’t want to go in there and make his way through the locker room in order get to the coach’s office. But he had no choice; he had to find out what his sentence was going to be in order to pass this class.

 Aaron squared his slender shoulders and pulled the heavy door open with both hands and stepped into the cool space that housed the basketball/volleyball court. He was happy to see that most of his class was already dressed and out on the court. He could have almost done the happy dance with the fact that he didn’t have to awkwardly take off his clothes in a room full of teenage boys. Guys that were more muscular and tanned and toned than he was. He had barely dropped his bag on the bench when the coach called him by his last name from the entrance of his office door. His head snapped up and he quickly shuffled his way over to the big man.

 “Alright Moore, you don’t have to dress out and participate in your regular P.E. class. You are going to have this as a study period to do your homework and such. From now on and until the end of football season, you are to report to me for two hours after school to act as towel boy to the varsity football team. That will be enough to satisfy your credits to pass this class.” He all but barked and Aaron had to admit that he was standing there with his mouth open and closing like a gaping fish. “ No, no, no…That would put him direct contact with all the guys he has spent his entire high school career avoiding, more importantly it would put him direct contact with the object of all his lustful teenage fantasies. Gawd, but what choice did he have.” He thought miserably and snapped his jaws shut.

 “Wh…When do I start?” He had the wherewithal to ask before the coach disappeared into the gym to begin class.

 “This afternoon, son. I already talked to your Mama and I must say she was ecstatic about my decision. So see you promptly at 3:30 this afternoon. Try to get here at least ten minutes early so I can explain your duties.” He barked behind him as he strutted through the doors and into the gym.

 With his shoulders slumped and his glasses hanging off the tip of his button nose, Aaron dragged his feet all the back to where he had dropped his bag. He threw the blue Jansport bag on his shoulder and pushed his glasses up on his nose. He might as well hit the bleachers and try to finish his homework like coach said. It was quieter in the locker room but it smelt like sweat and dirty socks. A smell he quickly began to loathe. He refused to worry about anything else right now. He had ample time to freak out this afternoon before his first tour as towel boy. Oh joy, this should be interesting, and of course his mom was happy, she saw this as a perfect opportunity for him to meet a nice boy. “ Right, fat chance of that happening.” He scoffed as he climbed the bleachers on the far side from where his class was currently shooting baskets.

 It was just his luck that this class was the last one before school ended for the day. He used to at least like that minor detail for the fact that he didn’t have to shower to resume his day. He would simply jump back into his clothes and run home to shower after school instead. Then if he felt like it he would return to the library if he wanted to. Now, he would have to spend two hours in the one place that he had no interest in whatsoever. He turned his face and buried it in his textbook, he needed to finish up his homework and then present himself for towel duty. “ Yeesh .” he thought as he rolled his eyes and got to work.

 Time flew by too quickly for Aaron’s liking and all too soon his head snapped up as he heard the boisterous laughing of the members of the football team. They noisily banged the gym doors opened making their way towards the locker room. He quickly checked his watch and it was only five minutes after three. He would wait a couple of more minutes before making his way to the coach’s office and get a rundown of what the task of towel boy entailed. In the interim, he sat as still as possible in hopes of not being noticed as usual.

 Each step towards the locker room made his heart spike a little higher as me made the dreaded walk into the musty room. And like a true creature of habit, Aaron kept his gaze on his shoes as he walked up to Coach Jenkins door and timidly knocked on it. The door swung open and to his surprise Josh was standing in the entrance looking straight him with a curious cerulean gaze.

 “Um…I am here to see the coach.” He mumbled as Josh stepped aside and let him peer into the room.

 “Ah good, Moore there you are. You already know our quarterback, Josh here. You responsibility is to take charge of the towels the team uses during and after practice. So I expect you to be on the field when the players are. The bin in the locker room is replenished daily. Your job is to make sure that during practice they have clean towels on the field and after practice the towels need to be in the laundry bags for the cleaning staff to take care of for the next day. You are to hand out towels for showers and collect them when they players are done. It’s simple enough. Josh here will show you where everything is. Then you can set up the cart to take to the field.” The coach explained then he waved both boys out of his office.

 Aaron tried his best to keep a calm and cool composure as he followed that glorious spandex covered ass to the storage closet at the back of the locker room. He was so focused on the task at hand that he didn’t notice until the door banged closed behind him, effectively sealing him in the semi darkened room with the one boy he had lusted after for so long. His mind went completely blank when said boy stepped into his personal space and he had absolutely nowhere to retreat to because his back was against the wall and he was trapped between the wall and the broad expanse of chest in front of him.

 “So, you are Aaron, our new towel boy huh?” The heavenly voice asked; the cadence of it washed over his nerves endings and caused a hot tingle of desire to shoot straight to his nuts. Aaron could only stare at the delicious lips that were only mere inches from his face. He could feel his face getting warm as a bright flush spread across his skin. He could only manage to nod his head at the God standing in front of him. “Well, I think that’s cool, we are going to get to know one another better.” Josh purred in his ear before he straightened up and proceeded to show him where everything was, and Aaron tried in vain to pay attention to the players words, but the scent of Josh’s aftershave and the heat coming off his body that was standing a little too close for Aaron’s comfort had his neurons failing to process anything properly.

 Aaron practically sagged with relief when Josh made sure he understood what he was to do and left him in the room with a mischievous wink before joining his teammates to head out to the field. He proceeded to stack towels onto the trolley and made sure he had a good amount, better to have too many rather than not enough. He wheeled the trolley out and was met with some of the student trainers and they hefted giant coolers of Gatorade and water onto another trolley to take outside. Aaron meekly followed behind them and tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, which really didn’t have any effect really once he reached the track surrounding the grassy field. The guys were doing their warms ups as the assistant coaches barked out orders to them.

 Aaron set up the cart in a shaded area and put the brakes on, and then he grabbed a few towels and made his rounds on the outskirts of the field. Every now and again player would wave him over and take a towel to wipe the sweat and grime of his face and hands to throw the towel back in his general direction. Usually he was shadowed by a water boy or girl and soon his clean towels were dirty ones and he went back for a fresh load. The water boys were nice enough to make sure he had his own bottle of Gatorade to keep himself hydrated under the afternoon sun as he went back and forth from field to cart and back again. He couldn’t help the little flutter his heart did every time Josh called him over, and the handsome boy would wink and give him a saucy smile whenever he needed a towel.

 Aaron was a little confused because he swore Josh was flirting with him, but that couldn’t be because the gorgeous star player was straight and had the pretty little girlfriend to prove it. Maybe he was reading too much in the way Josh was acting, he was just being nice is all. Aaron shook off his unease and continued until the coach blew his whistle and called an end to practice for the day. He hurried back to his cart and wheeled it back to the locker room. He dumped the soiled towels in the over large laundry bag and grabbed stacks of fresh ones to place on the table outside the showers.

 He felt he was doing alright until the first wet stark naked boy sauntered right past him grabbed a towel of the table and stopped right there in front of him and ran it through his hair. Then he grabbed another to wrap around his waist and headed off in the direction of his locker. This continued as they all one by one, the mouth watering jocks trudged past him naked as the day he they were born. Aaron tried his best to keep his focus on his shoes as he gathered the towels they carelessly dropped either on the floor or back on the table. “ God help him, he was going to have to do this at least three times a week. How was his little gay heart going to survive this?” Then to cap it all off, the last person out of the showers was Josh himself and Aaron immediately froze where he stood with the last two clean towels in his hand that he was just moving over to make space for the pile he just picked up off the ground.

 It was like slow motion for Aaron as his walking talking fantasy walked up to him deliciously wet, tanned, and sinfully naked. His huge semi hard cock swinging like a pendulum in between those muscular thighs set Aaron’s mouth to watering, and those heavy pink balls behind that shaft just begged to be worshiped. He knew he was staring but Aaron couldn’t help it. Seeing the man in the flesh was better than anything he could have ever imagined. Josh was simply utter perfection. Aaron jumped as the towels were taken out of slackened grasp and he immediately turned beet red and dropped his gaze and shuffled away from temptation incarnate standing right in front of him.

 Overheated and embarrassed, Aaron hurried off to start gathering the other used towels as the boys dressed and started to leave for their homes or wherever they were headed to after they were done here for the day. Soon the room was empty and quiet, the coach even called out to say he was leaving and that Aaron did a good job and he would see him the following day. The outer door banged closed the man and Aaron sagged onto the bench closest to him. He dropped the last pile of dirty towels at his feet and pulled off his glasses to rub his eyes. He heard a noise and he slapped his glasses back onto his face and stared straight into the hypnotic blue eyes of the quarterback himself. The guy was now dressed in dark blue jeans and a red polo shirt, his white Nike sneakers made no sound as he padded over to Aaron’s frozen frame and took a seat next to him. Aaron ducked his head and refused to make eye contact with the beautiful boy.

 “Why do you do that all the time?” The question was whispered to him and he fidgeted a little in his seat.

 “What?” Aaron mumbled and stared at his fingers, anywhere but up at the man he couldn’t have.

 “Hide.” Josh simply stated and to Aaron’s shocked surprise the jock reached his long hand out and brushed his fingers under his chin to raise his hazel gaze to Josh’s blue one.

 “You have beautiful eyes, but no one would never know because to are too busy trying to avoid everybody.” Josh stated and Aaron’s skin prickled with awareness. “ Wait, did he just say my eyes were beautiful?”

 “Why would you say something like that? Aren’t you straight…I…I mean you are not gay are you?” Aaron asked before he could help himself and immediately he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him alive. He couldn’t believe he just blurted something like that out.

 But Josh just chuckled and shook his head before answering. “People know me as the star player, the good student, and the guy most likely to succeed. I have the atypical smart girlfriend but that is all they know. If you are interested to know the real me, talk to me and stop hiding.” Josh informed him before handing him a piece of paper and standing up. He gave Aaron another heart stopping wink before throwing his bag on his shoulder and making his way out of the outer doors of the locker room. It banged closed with a resounding echoing slam in the now empty room. It took him a few minutes but Aaron shook himself back into reality and looked at the piece of paper Josh had given him. He almost squealed like a girl when he saw it was Josh’s phone number. His face heated and he shoved the paper into his pocket. No way was he going to just pick up the phone and call the guy, he didn’t have the nerve.

 Aaron quickly shoved the remaining towels where they were supposed to go and all but ran to his car to drive home. This was too much to think about right now, he needed to go home and calm his nerves to he could analyze the situation to death. He just hoped he beat his mom home because she would take one look at his flustered features and grill him like piece of meat on the barbeque for him to tell her what was going on with him. He needed some alone time to think what all of this meant.

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The days after Josh had given Aaron’s his phone number turned into a week and the week was running into another week and still the blushing beauty still hadn’t worked up the nerve to give him a call. So Josh had decided to turn up the heat in the hazel eyed cutie. He made it a point to literally throw himself in Aaron’s path every chance he got. Misty was a great partner in crime, because it was just his luck that she was in most of his classes, therefore Josh didn’t draw too much attention to the fact that he was stalking the sweet boy. And she proved to be a true friend and was more than excited for him that he was interested in someone. She had always told him she thought that it was unfair for him to have the opportunity to find someone for himself because he was too busy being her beard. Although she and Janice truly appreciated it.

 Practice was even more fun, and he took every advantage he could of flustering Aaron to the point of where he found himself jerking off even in his truck to relieve of some the tension the boy would cause with his adorable reactions to his blunt and bold ways. It was a miracle he hasn’t rubbed the skin right off of his dick. But he was biding his time. He wanted Aaron’s psyche totally saturated with him before he made his move. He changed tactics and started talking to Aaron, even when the boy refused to exchange a single word with him. He told Aaron everything his likes and dislikes, the movies he liked to watch, and the music he listened to. Everything he thought that was important about himself. He even told Aaron about his friendship with Misty and what the real deal was between them.

 Josh knew that Aaron listened to every word he said, he would even stop what he was doing just to sit and listen to him babble on and on. Josh would talk until the cows came home in order to get this boy to like him. He found out just as much in observing the quiet soul that was Aaron than if he had come out and gave him a full disclosure in words about himself. And the more Josh learned about him, was the more he wanted him in his life, and in his arms. His friends on the team even started to take notice, and therefore, the entire student body started to notice Josh’s pursuit of the nerdy little cutie as well. People were shocked at first; whispers ran rampant about the star football player being gay for the school nerd. But thanks to the solidarity of his teammates and support of his friends, things were kept civil and most importantly; Aaron was spared any negative attention. He would have freaked if he knew the extent of attention that was being paid to him. And with Misty publically calling it quits with him and coming out loud and proud with Janice, the spotlight was taken firmly off of his pursuit of his love interest.

 The only drawback was that Aaron’s not having a clue was that he never picked up on the fact that he was being pursued. He kept to himself as usual and thus, never caught wind of what was going on right under his nose. It wasn’t until Misty, the least patient person on the planet decided to take matters into her own hands. Josh had no say in the matter as she literally cornered Aaron one day after one of their classes and asked for help on an assignment. She had made sure that the shy boy couldn’t have possibly gotten a word in edgewise much or less to say no and refuse her request. And Josh was a ball of nerves because she banned him from being present at the intervention so to speak. Now he would have to wait the entire weekend before Monday rolled around to see what the result of there, “Little talk,” reaped for the jock. “ Oh Lord, it was going to be a long weekend indeed. ” Josh groaned and buried himself under the blankets on his bed.

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Aaron had stuck to his room all day Saturday and Sunday after spending an eye opening and shockingly informative Friday afternoon with Misty. His mom thought he was sick and made him drink like a gallon of orange juice and pumped him full of homemade chicken soup despite his many protests. He was shell shocked that’s what he was, and not some walking incubus for some cold virus. But he didn’t want to broach the subject of Josh yet with her. Not until he found out for sure if what Misty had said about Josh and his feelings towards him were true. Could it be that he, the shy little book nerd after all this time had the possibility of getting the boy of his dreams if he had the courage to reach out to Josh.

Monday morning Aaron woke up and dressed for school; all though he was a case of nerves, his decision was made and he was secure that he had made the right one. Especially after arriving to school and he followed Misty’s advice to pay more attention to his surroundings. Most of the student body ignored him as usual except for Josh’s friends on the team and Josh himself. And what he got from them was knowing smirks while Josh was knocked around and elbowed by them whenever we happened to be within two feet of each other. Josh would uncharacteristically blush and playfully shove his friends away from him and refocus those beautiful eyes back on Aaron’s causing pretty little face to flush. Then he would usually skittered away when it got to be too intense for him.

 Misty joined by her girlfriend Janice and never missed a chance to say, “I told you so.” Whenever they would witness one of silent exchanges between Aaron and Josh. Both of the beautiful girls stuck close to Aaron’s side as much as they could through the remainder of the day. He had come to learn that Misty had hidden their relationship from her family, and Josh had provided the cover for her to be with her girlfriend this whole time. And now that Misty knew that Josh was interested in someone in their school. She felt she needed to do the only thing she could to help her friend who had so generously helped her. She came out of the closet to her family and at school. It was sad that her family didn’t understand and she went to live with Janice and her family after they insisted that she should come stay with them. Now she was on a mission to see Josh happy and she had no qualms in letting Aaron know that he was the one to make Josh happy, so she would not giving either of them the opportunity to waste any time in getting together.

 Aaron waited until he knew that the only person left in the showers as always was Josh. He hurried up and threw the last of the dirty towels into the laundry bag, and he wished the coach well and practically shoved them man out the outer doors of the gym when the man said his goodbyes for the evening before heading back to the locker area. He had two towels ready, he had mustered enough courage to make a move, but not enough to blatantly interrupt Josh’s shower. He heard the water turn off and he audibly gulped and his body began to tremble with anticipation.

 Naked and glorious, Josh walked unabashed right up to the wide eyed Aaron and a sexy smirk crossed his luscious mouth at Aaron’s blush. The smirk was quickly wiped off his face when Aaron stepped right up into his personal bubble with towel in hand and ran the fluffy white material across the quarterback’s chest and shoulders. Josh’s dick stood at immediate attention and showed its interest with this new development. Aaron drew a deep shuddering breath as the boy of his dreams stood absolutely still as his little hands maneuvered the towel down those washboard abs towards that beautifully hard cock that was pointing straight at him. His ass clenched as he wrapped his toweled fist around the rigid length of Josh’s shaft and gave him one slow delicious pull. His eyes flew to Josh’s face when the jock released a drawn out hiss in response to his ministrations. And Aaron watched in rapt awe as Josh threw his head back, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as his hips jerked shoving his cock even more firmly into Aaron’s little fist.

 Josh opened his eyes and turned his smoldering cerulean gaze onto his tormentor’s lustful hazel ones. “Be sure baby, because if I take you right here and right now. You will be mine by the time I am done with you. Is that what you want?” The deep husky voice skittered over Aaron’s heated skin and he released a strangled whimper and nodded his head. He didn’t have time to do anything else; because Josh grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed his smaller body tight against his muscular one, and crashed their lips together. Josh’s tongue immediately invaded his mouth as he was kissed within an inch of his life. He didn’t even realize it when the athletic boy had started backing him up until his ass made contact with the sturdy table that held the towels pre showering. His mind hazed out as his shirt went flying somewhere behind him and his glasses disappeared off his nose.

 Aaron only response was choked moans and grunts of pleasure as his body was taken over by the object of all his desires. The feel of Josh’s naked skin against his own overheated flesh was better than he could have ever imagined. And when the man dropped to his knees and freed his wet leaking cock from the confines of his pants. He threw his head back and screamed when a warm wet tongue licked the engorged crown before it was swallowed into the depths of the wet heat of Josh’s hungry mouth. Josh threw one of Aaron’s creamy thighs over his broad shoulder and settled in to suckle the sweet cock until the little beauty’s knees could no longer hold him up. He fondled the two ripe balls as he sucked Aaron’s length into the back of his throat. It was only when he felt the first wet gush and listened to his lover’s groan of completion did he slow down on the suction he was applying to the phallus in his mouth. He licked his boy clean before he got to his feet and once again attacked those sweet lips. He continued to rain kisses all over Aaron’s face and the sensitive skin of his neck as he turned him around and slightly bent him over the table. He ground his unyielding cock against those supple butt cheeks and asked him once again. “Are you sure?”

 “Um…yes, I am sure. Under the towel is a condom and lube.” Aaron whispered and a fissure of heat shot straight to Josh’s nuts as he looked under the linen and found what Aaron had placed there. His lust driven mind settled because he realized that Aaron had planned this, he wanted this, and that gave Josh cause to slow down and make sure that this was going to be special for his lover. Before he went any further, he got Aaron’s attention. “I know this your first time, please don’t be embarrassed. I am flattered. I just wanted to make sure that you are okay with doing this here? We can go to my house or we can wait…” Josh was cut off my Aaron smashing his lips back onto his jock’s mouth. He understood what Josh was trying to say and trying to do and he was extremely touched. But he wanted him; he needed him here and now like he needed his next breath.

 Aaron grabbed the lube off the table and popped the cap while sucking on Josh’s tongue. He deliberately and slowly lubed the entire shaft of that throbbing cock he wanted buried to the hilt in his needy ass. Then he drew his lips away from the passionate man and bent face first over the table and spread his legs wide giving Josh a good view of everything. And with his slicked fibers he eased one finger into his spasming channel. He moaned at the burn of entry into his channel and listened as a string of curse words were released by his enraptured partner. He felt Josh’s eyes sear into his flesh as he watched Aaron stretch his pretty pink hole in preparation to take that dick. Only a few seconds passed by before he felt Josh pressed against his butt cheeks. Aaron closed his eyes as Josh moved his hand and lined up the blunt head of his now condom covered cock against the twitching entrance to his body.

 Josh slowly regulated his breathing and clenched his teeth as he sank into the most heavenly place he had ever had the privilege to be. Aaron’s chute swallowed his cock and milked it like he has never felt before. He couldn’t help the snap of his hips and tried to restrain himself to give Aaron time to assimilate to the intrusion into his body. But his sweet boy had other ideas as his ass clenched painfully tight around his shaft and he threw himself back and effectively skewering himself further on Josh’s cock and begged him to move, to keep going. And Josh complied and plunged into Aaron over and over again with everything he had and Aaron matched him thrust for thrust. The slap of skin meeting skin and their fractured breathing echoed around the empty room as the fucked each other senseless. Aaron was mumbling, whimpering, and groaning incoherent words, and Josh was literally grinding the enamel off the back of his molars as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Sweat ran rivulets off the both of their bodies and Aaron went completely rigid and his muscles clamped down on Josh’s shaft so hard his balls exploded causing the athlete to scream as his cum shot out into the condom buried deep in Aaron’s body as the boy writhed in the throes of his own release beneath him.

 “You. Are. Mine.” Josh panted as the last of his orgasm throbbed out of his cock. He slumped over Aaron’s limp body for a moment just to catch his breath. Aaron had went completely passive after he found his release. He was so quiet that Josh thought that he had gone to sleep. He leaned over and placed a kiss of the side of Aarons red lips. “Are you okay babe?” He whispered to the one person that was now his whole world. He watched as those honey hazel eyed opened and Josh couldn’t help but smile as his sweetie blinked so adorably up at him.

 “You just fucked my brains out.” He whispered and Josh threw back his head and laughed. “How flipping cute was this boy.” He eased out of Aaron’s tight ass with a hiss and slipped and knotted the condom and threw it in the trash bin. He wiped Aaron off first and then himself before dragging them back into the showers to wash off. Josh adjusted the temperature before taking Aaron back into his arms and plunging them both under the water. He was in the process of washing the smaller boy’s shoulders when he heard the uncertain question. “Did you mean it? I am now yours and you are mine?” The quiet voice asked and Josh turned the shy boy to face him and made sure he looked into those pretty orbs.

 “Yeah baby, I am yours. Will you be my boyfriend?” He asked as he studied the gorgeous face in front of him as it transformed from that uncertain look to a radiant expression of sheer joy.

 “Yes.” Aaron beamed and threw his arms around Josh’s neck and nearly knocked his laughing boyfriend off of his feet. They washed each other and quickly got dressed. Aaron was on cloud nine as Josh helped him finish putting the towels away and held his hand as they exited the locker room. Josh was going to follow him home to meet his mom and he couldn’t be more proud and happier than he was at this moment. He had gotten the boy of his dreams. And when they made it to the parking lot and Josh kissed him like he could bare to be apart from him for a moment, they heard cheering and cat calls from across the parking lot. They looked up only to see Misty, Janice, and some of the players as they still loitering around playing music and such. The group of friends and teammates had witnessed their lip lock and cheered for them that they have got together, finally. Yes, Aaron had his dream boy and it took becoming the towel boy to the football for extra credit to get him. “ He was going to have to think of an appropriate gift to give the coach for giving him the opportunity to get his greatest gift. ” He thought as he settled back into the embrace of his boyfriend and waved and blew a kiss if thanks to Misty as she waved and cheered them on like a maniac.

The End

Life Lessons (manxman) A Paranormal One Shot

Life Lessons (A Paranormal One Shot)

Jace knew he should be almost catatonic with fear right now, but he wasn’t. Instead, he was hoping to finally get kicked out of the wretched Institute for Gifted Paranormals. His parents had off and left him and his brother here thinking that this was the place for him grow into the Alpha he was supposed to be. What they didn’t realize that he is not the Alpha, his brother Terry is, and where he was failing his alpha training on purpose, Terry was flying through with passing colors. Terry had just celebrated his sixteenth birthday and the Alpha aura had already surrounded the young wolf. But no, his stubborn father was set on Jace becoming the next Alpha to their pack since it was normally the rule that the first born was the one to always take over, and heaven forbid anyone goes against the rules and manages to think freely.

 Jace was currently cooling his heels in the hallway across from Chancellor’s office. His latest transgression had landed him firmly in the hot seat, and his fed up Professors and the Dean of Student Affairs thought that it was time that he was handled by the Chancellor himself. His sarcastic character, and venomous tongue had taken him right to the threshold of the most feared person on Campus, Hell in history of Paranormals alone. It was rare that anyone at all saw the Chancellor himself, because the vampire only made his appearances at Institutional functions for fundraising purposes, but other than that Dr. Baranov was never seen by a student unless you were unfortunate enough to get sent to his inner sanctum.

No one knew the exactly how old  the Chancellor, Dr. Nikolai Baranov was, the gossips said that he was from the old country and that he was more lethal than anything out there. The vampire was a predator of first rate and that he only hid behind the sophistication of his multiple degrees and his mind boggling intellect. The rumor mill had churned out the dramatic tale of students disappearing and never heard from again after being sent his office. But Jace thought it was a crock of shit and had no qualms in saying so. This was just another sad sorry excuse of a shifter that hid behind a desk rather than being true to his  nature, and running free in the forest.

 Jace rolled his eyes and shifted his position on the uncompromising wooden bench in the almost deserted hallway across from the office in question. As ludicrous as the speculations about the Chancellor were, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to get expelled. He hoped so, he wanted to go back to the pack lands and just live in peace. His father’s betas he and his brother had chaperoning them has already informed the Alpha about the changes in his second son and the lack of changes in the first. Gabriel was well versed on the coming of age of shifter young since his mother was the pack’s healer. So when Terry gained his sixteenth moon, the Alpha’s aura had settled upon him proving that he was the one for the job. Jace was going to turn eighteen in a few days and had yet to have the change, his aura was strong, but not that of an Alpha, and despite what his father said about him being a late bloomer, it was just not the case. Jace would be more than happy to be a beta, or even an advisor to Terry as the future Alpha. He didn’t have the build or the brute strength to be an enforcer or an Alpha.

 People always mistook him for Terry’s younger brother instead of the other way around. His sibling was 6’4, solidly packed with muscles and a take charge charisma. Where Terry was tall and dark, he was fair with a head of blond curls and slender body, standing at only 6 feet even. Terry had dark hair and brown eyes and resembled their stocky father, the strong no nonsense Alpha. Jace on the other hand resembled his gorgeous blond  emerald eyed mother. He had been acting out for years in hopes of getting sent home and it finally seemed that he was going to get his wish. But his shoulders slumped with the knowledge that he may not have the comfort of going home and fitting in like he wanted.

 Jace had figured out early that he was different from the other Paranormals. Unlike Terry and the other male shifters and vampires here, he knew he that he was not attracted to females. Jace was never big on sports, but had to participate in them as a part Institute’s curriculum, and the boy’s locker room was his favorite place to live out his fantasies and discreetly spy on the toned fit male bodies during shower time. He has never taken a girlfriend like the other guys and he kept to himself most of the time. Jace especially turned down the girls running after to him trying to get to his handsome brother. He was rattled out of internal musings when the door across the hall opened and a stately older woman motioned for him to get up and come into the office.

 And despite his devil may care attitude, his fear of the unknown, and the multiple rumors of the elusive head of the Institute caused his hands to shake just a little bit as he grabbed his school bag and followed her into a plush but tastefully decorated office. She indicated for him to take a seat opposite of her desk. She walked around her workstation and took a seat behind it. “Mr. Matheson, Dr. Baranov will see you in few moments. I have pulled up your academic records, and for one so intelligent, your behavior has been deplorable young man. Your outbreaks and back talking have been utterly unbefitting of one from your family’s background and breeding.” She reprimanded him and Jace found it took all he had not to roll his eyes at her. Instead he just glared sullenly back at her in complete silence.

 The woman sighed and shook her head. She told him to wait a minute before printing off some papers and putting them in a folder. She got up gracefully from behind her desk and walked over to the ornate double doors behind her and primly knocked on the door before opening one side of the portal. She slipped through closing the door behind her before he could even get a glimpse into the darkened room. Well whatever, if he was going to get kicked out of his final months of school, he would go home and find a position in the pack. And if his father refused him because of sexual orientation then he would become a rogue. He didn’t want it to come to that, but he was tired of being unhappy.

 He knew there were others that lived their lives being true to themselves within his pack so maybe there was a chance for him, even if he came directly from the Alpha’s line. He just wanted to find that special someone. Here on campus and in the surrounding community, he had witnessed the gay men and homosexual women mixed, finding their mates within the other species. So he knew one could find happiness with someone of the same sex, even if it was with another person not of his own shifter genes. And often times it was a true mating between the pairs. So maybe there was hope for him.

 “This way young man.” The secretary called out to him and once again brought Jace out of his thoughts. He stood and adjusted his bag on his shoulder and straightened his uniform coat and tie before walking his way across the plush carpeting and into the entranceway of the Chancellor’s office. The first thing that struck Jace straight in his solar plexus was the most mouth watering scent that has ever graced his senses upon walking into the dark office. He inhaled deeply and gorged himself on the delicious fragrance. The entire room reeked with the aroma of spiced vanilla and fresh wild flowers.

 His feet carried him further into the room, he felt like he was in a trance, he didn’t even register the fact that the woman had closed the door after exiting behind him. His sole focus was the back of the chair that was facing him at the moment as the person worked on a computer on the desk behind the main the one. He impatiently shifted from one leg to the other and the typing abruptly stopped and the chair swiveled around faster than his eyes to track the movement.

 “Impossible.” A deep baritone rumbled through the shimmering air of the room, it caressed the surface of Jace’s skin and he stood there totally mesmerized and trembling as the man slowly rose from behind the desk and stalked his way over to him. Jace’s eyes went wide as he took in the giant man that was coming his way, the heat and the unadulterated scent of lust permeating from the vampire had him backing up until he had nowhere left to go as the wall made contact with his back. Those glowing gold eyes held him firmly in place as the much larger man placed a hand on either side of his head and leaned down and ran his nose up the side of his neck, the vampire inhaled Jace’s lush scent deep into his lungs.

 Jace’s knees threatened to give out and his backpack made a muffled thud on the carpeted floor as it slipped from his shoulder. His whole body felt like it was set on fire and his hands itched to explore the muscled body leaning over him. But he clenched his fists on his own trousers instead. He was incapable of speech when he felt the warm wetness of the vampire’s tongue as Nikolai licked over his jugular vein at the side of his throat. He instinctively arched his neck as sparks flew over the spot that the wicked muscle was working on. Jace almost wept when the man eased back and gazed into his shocked face.

 “It is almost impossible that after all my years on this Earth for you to come walking in here now. So young and yet so mine.” Nikolai purred and the sound went straight to Jace’s cock as it filled out behind his zipper and made its approval of the older man known.

 “ MATE!” His wolf growled in Jace’s head and the vampire smiled as if he heard the declaration and ran a gentle finger over his cheek.

 “How right you are pup. You are my mate, MINE!”

 “Ho..How can that be?” Jace managed to stutter out his incoherent thoughts, his mind was clouded with nothing but lust for the vampire. His gaze swept over the handsomely chiseled features and the powerful body in front of him. The Chancellor towered over him, he had to be at least 6’6 with broad shoulders and an equally broad chest that tapered down into a trim waistline. His thighs seemed to be stout and strong underneath the expensive slacks, and the impressive bulge behind the man’s zipper almost had him whimpering with the need to feel it, to taste, and touch it to his heart’s content.

 Jace sagged against the wall as Nikolai pushed away from him and moved swiftly across the room. He silently watched as the man gathered his jacket from his office chair and he then turned off the computer. He picked up a sleek cellular phone off the desk and slipped it into his pocket. He made his way back to where Jace was standing and held out a massive hand. “Come with me, pup. This is not the place to have this conversation. We can address your unruly behavior another time after we address the fact that we are mates. After so many years I have never thought I would actually find you.”

  Jace released a stuttered breath and studied the hand for a second or two before he placed his trembling one into his. Nikolai bent and picked up the boy’s pack as he guided him towards the door. His secretary looked up and shock flittered across her face as he guided the young man past her desk and told her to cancel the remainder of his appointments, and that he was only available for emergencies for the remainder of the day. Jace had no idea where the vampire was taking him and his wolf didn’t care. It was practically itching to get out to rub himself all over this large man and his gums itched to sink his fangs into the large vampire and mark him as his own. He was practically vibrating with the need to do so.

 “Easy baby, we have much to discuss first, get in.” The vampire proved to Jace that he was reading his thoughts with his comment as he held the door opened to a dark tinted luxury vehicle. Jace slipped inside without another word and he released a little gasp as the larger man leaned in and snapped him onto his seat belt. “I am protecting my most precious cargo.” The whispered reply came with another shot of his mate’s delicious scent and his rigid cock throbbed in his pants

  Nikolai tried his best to curb his beast within as he quickly walked around the hood of his car and slipped behind the wheel. He started the car and pulled out of the parking  lot. He kept his attention on the road and away from the boy in order not to pull off the street and ravish the beauty at his side. Who would have thought after all his years and all the deplorable things he had done to survive,  here waltzes into his office, a delinquent on the cusp of being expelled who turned out to be his mate. After 30 years as a human and another 400 as a Vampire, there was little that he has not seen, but he was totally bowled over this afternoon when this young whelp stepped into his office and turned his well ordered world upside down.

He had spent years after his conversion learning about his new way of life, his maker had been killed by hunters and he was left to fend for himself. He had taken numerous human lives in order to gain the strength he needed, and he didn’t feel bad for the poor souls he had used as food. They were all on the verge of death and destitute in the alleys and grungy frigid streets of Moscow. He had then traveled to all across Europe before he ended up in Greece. He had made the acquaintance of a scholar at one of the local universities one night and there his love of higher learning made itself known.  Nikolai had flooded his lonely existence with books and philosophy. He studied everything he could and earned multiple degrees in everything from Medicine to Culinary Arts.

He had traveled to the new world and he lived through the movement of Paranormals coming out and mingling amongst the human race. He was huge supporter of Paranormal rights and he spearheaded a lot of the rallies and campaigns. And finally with equal rights granted to the Para community, he was asked to head the Institute for the gifted Paranormal youth. He knew he had a ruthless reputation, one that had followed him from his exploits in Europe all the way across the waters to the United States. He knew the rumors well, the gossip about his reclusiveness and his temper. Most of it was true, but deep in his core he was lonely, having long since reconciled with the fact that he may never find his other half. And here he had an appointment with a sullen sarcastic wolf pup that has been giving his professors nothing but grief for years. And to his ultimate surprise the young man turned out to be his mate. God, he almost laughed out loud at the hand that fate had handed him.

 Nikolai turned onto the long drive leading to his secluded home. Took only another few moments before he pulled into the garage and cut the engine. He looked at his luscious mate and he ran his tongue over his tingling gums and opened  the car door in hopes of diluting the scent of Jace’s delicious blood. He had been making due with synthetic blood for so long, that the scent and the warmth coming from his mouth watering mate had ignited his blood lust. And he was hard pressed to keep it under control long enough to have the much needed discussion they needed to have before going forward with the mating process. Something he was looking forward with the anticipation of a much younger Para.

 “This way.” He said as he lead the awe struck sweetheart through the entrance and into his kitchen. Jace’s head swiveled from left to right and Nikolai hoped that his sweet scented mate liked his home, because if he had his way the boy would be firmly ensconced and living here from this day forward.

 “Um…I..I need to call my brother and let him know I am not on campus anymore.” Jace said as he came to an uncertain stop in the middle of the large artfully decorated kitchen.

 “Sure, let’s go through to the den and get comfortable. Are you hungry or thirsty?

 Jace followed the larger man and replied. “No thank you, I am fine.”

 Nikolai studied his mate as Jace fumbled in his jacket pocket for his phone. “I am going to go and put my coat away,  give me yours and make your call I will be back soon.” He took hold of the uniform coat Jace handed over and he left the room to give him his privacy to call his sibling. He was going to have to formally present himself to his mate’s parents, but that was not going to happen until after he claimed Jace. He wanted nothing standing in his way of taking him after being fortunate enough to find him. He has waited too long and the cruelty of living alone for so long in darkness had all  but made him numb. Meeting Jace was like a ray of sunshine and he would slaughter the entire pack if they tried to take his light away. Once mated nothing could or would separate them. But he had to make sure his pup understood what he was in for to be mated to a powerful vampire before he claimed the delicious boy.

 Jace hands were shaking so bad that it took him two tries to call Terry. His brother answered on the third ring and Jace barely managed to get this current turn of events out before Terry bellowed in a state of shock that not only had he found his mate, but that his mate was of the same sex, and the most speculated upon and feared Paranormal in the community. He listened as his brother shared the news with their father’s beta protectors and Gabriel took the phone and tried to get him to come back to the campus and urged him not to do anything hasty. They were wary for him, because other than the one introduction and the rumors a plenty about the vampire, they knew nothing about Chancellor Baranov.

 Jace felt his wolf bristle in defense of its mate. And he steadfastly refused the request and hung up the phone with an irritated sigh. They didn’t understand, he felt this was where he needed to be, his wolf refused to be anywhere else and he trusted his wolf without question.

 “I would’ve taken you back anyway, you would’ve had to convince me that staying here is what you truly wanted.” The voice had Jace head snapping up. He had been so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn’t sense his mate’s approach. And now that the man was standing the doorway with his hands in his pockets he studied the picture that handsome vampire made. Nikolai eyes were no longer glowing, but they were still a golden hazel brown, his shock of midnight black hair and his olive skin tone, made those hypnotic eyes even more prominent in his handsome face. Jace remained silent as his mate made his way over to him and settled himself right next to him on the plush sofa.

 Jace almost squeaked in surprise when Nikolai effortlessly lifted him from the cushions and settled him on his lap. He couldn’t help the heated blush that spread across his face. He has never been this close to another person before, and the fact that this was the one person in life destined for him that and the considerable length and thickness of the massive cock pressed against his butt cheeks almost had him swooning.

 “Baby, please focus on anything else right now, there are things we need to know about each other and things that I have to explain before we go any further. The rules of humans do not apply to us when it comes to mating. I am 431 years old, and you are barely 18, that is a lot of years between us. You know of me but you don’t know me and the same goes for me. I have read your entire life through your mind. So, I have the advantage to know that you are nervous. I want to claim you, but I want to know, let me rephrase that I need to know if you truly want to tie yourself to me for the remainder of eternity or is it just the mating pull and your wolf blindly leading you?”

 Jace sat back and pondered Nikolai’s question. The age was not a concern, he was gay and he already knew that pretending with to have a relationship with a girl to hide his sexual preference was never in the cards for him. He had been questioning his place in his pack, especially after he came out and the fact that Terry was the next line to be Alpha and not him. His eyes flashed to Nikolai face and he looked into the man’s eyes and he saw nothing but reverence and affection there. His wolf was itching to get out and submit in every way to this man, but his heart was lost the moment the man got out of his chair in his office. He took a fortifying breath and looked his vampire square in his eye. “I want to be here, I want to learn about you, and I want to be mated to you.”

 Nikolai closed his eyes and his fangs exploded from his gums at the quiet but sweet declaration from his mate. He had to stop breathing altogether to block out the scent of desire as well as the delicious draw of his mate’s blood in order to gain control of his senses. Once he felt he was relatively calm, he opened his eyes and took in the wonder that was his young love. “The quickest way for you to see me, to learn about me is through the blood exchange, your wolf has to claim me with bite but only when you feel comfortable to do so, but I am more than ready to claim you, my sweet boy. And when I bite you and let my essences mark you as mine, then I will open my senses and my mind to let you see me for who I am  through our bond. It is preferred that it happens as I flood your body with my cum as well, further letting me mark you forever as my mate. But I can achieve it without sex not until you are ready.”

 “So are you trying to tell me that you don’t want me old man, or maybe you won’t be able to keep up with a younger man?” The sarcastic reply bubbled out of Jace’s throat as he tried to lighten the mood a little. His wolf had already rolled over and bared his ass in supplication screaming, “MATE HIM.” On top of his lungs. He tempted the lusty vampire even more by rolling his ass all over that delicious cock underneath his butt cheeks.

  With a surprised yelp, Jace found himself bouncing on a huge soft mattress and his clothes were being shredded from his body seconds before the naked skin of his muscled vampire settled over his flushed flesh, Nikolai had moved so fast and carried him to the bedroom that his senses could catch up. And Jace couldn’t help the moan that was torn from his throat as he felt the softest lips imaginable attach to his slightly parted ones. Nikolai kissed the very breath out of his body before he pulled back and gazed down at him, his golden eyes ablaze with lust. “Play with fire whelp and you will get burned.”

 Nikolai went back to kissing and licking his lips, his mouth moved on and traveled the curve of his jaw and settled onto the spot right behind his ear, a spot he nibbled on that had Jace opening his legs so Nikolai could firmly settle himself in between them. His eyes rolled into the back of his head at the feel of the vampire’s thick cock settled next to his own pulsing shaft like they were long time friends. And Nikolai slowly began to rock his hips, grinding their cocks together and Jace moaned again. Never in his life had he had intimate contact with anyone, and all his senses were blown with the overwhelming feelings coursing through his body.

 “Your innocence is an unbelievable gift and I am humbled to be your first and only lover, don’t be nervous baby, I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you. I am not going to lie, the first time will be painful but trust me and I will give you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination.”

 Jace whimpered at the promise from his mate as he mindlessly humped against the man. He only managed to nod his head in understanding and that was all the consent Nikolai needed. His long arm reached across the mattress and he snagged the lube he kept on the nightstand for his self pleasuring. He snapped the cap and generously slicked his fingers and recapped the bottle.  His blood lust was slowly creeping up his throat and he fought back as much as he could, he was going to take the time to prepare his mate to take him fully and making him his own.

 Nikolai continued to worship Jace with his lips and his tongue. He let his lubed fingers trail over that pretty cock; he took his time in stroking his boy’s generous length, gently running his fingers over each protruding vein until he was rewarded with a burst of hot precum from the spongy tip. His fingers snaked down and he tickled Jace’s perineum and he was satisfied when Jace’s hips bucked forward and he released a sexy little whimper that punched straight to the vampire’s already quivering balls.

 Jace felt like he had been thrown into an inferno, his wolf was writhing in delight and so was he, God have mercy on him, he has never been this turned on ever in his life. Nikolai was commanding his body like it was made for him, and in all actuality, it was. The man knew just when and where to touch, how much pressure to apply and when to ease back. Jace was on the verge of coming and Nikolai wasn’t even close to his entrance yet. But when those thick fingers slipped into his crease and brushed over the striated star of his hole, his cock jumped and his vision blurred.

 “Yes that’s it baby, feel me, want me.” His lover purred in his ear and he slipped the tip of his finger into him. Jace’s thighs opened even wider and he tried to grind on the hand between his legs. “Do want another finger love? I think this needy little hole needs another one, don’t you?”

 Nikolai’s voice had dropped another octave and Jace felt like he was going out of his mind. He could just imagine what he looked like sprawled out underneath his man. Spread wide and panting, almost begging to be fucked. Nikolai added another finger and his balls drew up tight into his body as his hole was stretched. The burn felt so delicious, not painful at all, and he opened his mouth to beg for more, only to have Nikolai’s tongue thrust between his lips. He could feel the vampire’s fangs as Nikolai kissed him senseless and Jace couldn’t resist running his tongue over one of the pinpoint sharp fangs. He was more than pleased when Nikolai groaned deeply and his hips pushed forward, the slick tip of Nikolai’s cock glided over his inner thigh and Jace did it again and got the same reaction.

 Another finger entered his body and Jace’s arched his back, when the tip of one of them punched right into a bundle of nerves deep inside his channel and he saw stars and blurted, “Jesus.” Nikolai just chuckled and did it again. “Please, please, I need you.” He whined and Nikolai again reached for the lube. He gently removed his fingers from his mate’s spasming chute and just the sight of him wanting and needy opened for his pleasure almost did him in. Nikolai fumbled with the little bottle until finally it opened and he poured the viscous fluid into the palm of his hand and generously applied it to his cock and Jace’s crease and entrance. Loving the way the boy rolled his hips and rubbed against his busy hand.  Jace was a ball of anticipation, if anyone had told him how good sex was he would have tried it sooner.

 “It wouldn’t have been the same with anyone else, I am your mate,” Nikolai growled possessively as he caught the wayward thought. He positioned himself in between Jace’s creamy thighs and pushed against that pink pretty hole. Next time after he mated and slaked his burning bloodlust he was going to spend a good amount of time licking and eating that pretty star. But right now, his balls were aching and filled with cum just burning to be released deep inside of his lover, his mate.

 Jace was all but salivating as he watched Nikolai slick himself up, he had to remind himself to keep calm and not jump the sexy beast in order to get him to move faster. And then, Oh  sweet Jesus, Nikolai aligned the mushroomed head of his cock against his entrance and pushed his way in. Jace felt that long thick cock breaching past his tight ring of nerves, it was way bigger than his man’s fingers, and the burn of being stretched even more caused tears to roll out his eyes and his nails to dig into those broad shoulders.

 “Breathe baby and push out.” Nikolai choked out. The pleasure from being embedded into the tight heat of his mate was mind blowing.

 Jace bit his bottom lip and did what his mate instructed. He felt every inch of that magnificent cock as Nikolai slowly rocked himself deeper and deeper into his body, he felt a shudder pass through the larger man’s frame as he bottomed out as those heavy balls pressed against Jace’s butt cheeks. “Perfection.” Nikolai whispered in his ear and he couldn’t agree more. He felt so full and he almost wept when Nikolai began to move, he started slowly pushing in then pulling out. The head of his cock repeatedly skated over Jace’s prostate and it had him writhing with pure pleasure underneath his lover.

 Nikolai’s mouth crashed over his and Jace sucked on one of his fangs and reveled in feeling of his mate losing control. His vampire began to plunge into him over and over again, full body thrusts that had him sliding across the mattress until Nikolai firmly gripped his shoulders to keep him in place. The tingling began at the base of his spine and spread down and caused his balls to swell and churn as they filled with cum, he was right there, he could feel her impending release…right there, but it wasn’t until Nikolai broke the seal of their lips and trailed his tongue down the side of his neck. Anticipation made his cock twitch in his lover’s tight fist. Then there was nothing but the ringing of the blood in his ears as Nikolai sank his fangs deep into the flesh of his throat. His cock erupted and he howled as his orgasm was ripped from him. Pulse after pulse of thick white fluid pumped from the swollen head his cock, and it spilled all over Nikolai’s hand. The vampire drank deeply as his hips furiously pistoned into him until with one final thrust, Nikolai went completely still and grunted as he released deep inside of Jace.

 In all his years, Nikolai has never felt anything as intense as what he just experienced with Jace. He could feel the little wolf deep in his mind as he opened his senses and his life to his mate. Their hearts were beating as one as their pulses settled, and Jace continued to familiarize himself with his vampire. Nikolai had never and will never apologize for some of the things he had done in his life to survive the change. He settled back and drew Jace’s warm pliant body against his and let his mate explore both this mind and body for as long as he wanted.

 “So what about school?” Jace murmured as he digested what he just learned about his man. A range of emotions swirled in his chest, the heartbreak that Nikolai has always felt that he was alone for all eternity was what touched him the most. He felt the apprehension Nikolai experienced when he waded through the memories of Nikolai at his most primal when he hunted humans and drank them dry trying to survive the change from human to vampire. His heart constricted for how accepting he was of being so separated from everything, and how utterly bleak he felt his existence was. Jace didn’t miss how his lover already felt that Jace was pure sunshine, Nikolai’s light through his darkness, and it was in that moment when he felt the very essence of his mate slip into his very tissues. Jace knew he was in love, and when their heart started to beat in perfect synchronization he knew Nikolai was his true mate.

 “You are going to finish school my love and you are going to be a model student, no more giving your professors grief and no more landing in my office unless it’s to brighten my day. We are going to speak with your Alpha as soon as possible and as of now, you are going to move out of the dorms and come home to me where you belong.” He informed his sleepy mate.

 Jace yawned and snuggled further into his lover, he nodded his head, rubbing his cheek against the hard pectoral muscle he was resting on. “So I am not suspended then, well damn.” He playfully muttered as his Nikolai groaned in response to his witty response.

 “Impertinent little shit, I should put you over my knee and paddle your well used ass to teach you a lesson.”

 Jace braced himself up on his elbow and leaned over to peck Nikolai on his lips. He pulled back and gazed at the love of his life with all the love he felt for the man in his heart. “Trust me, I have learned my lesson and it is a valuable one. I have learned that I love you even more than myself, and that I will love you forever.”

 Nikolai’s throat clogged with all the emotion he was feeling right now. He could barely get the words of love and praise out of his mouth as he told his light and his love exactly how he felt. And long after Jace was breathing evenly in a deep sleep. He stayed awake and thanked every Deity there was for bringing him this beautiful boy, his mate, and all the happiness and companionship he could have ever wished for.

The End

Reverse Psychology

This one is for breezerz, you requested it and I wrote it, enjoy.

Reverse Psychology

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David…

Professor David Connors watched as the bleary eyed students trudged past his desk and they selected their seats for the first morning class of the Fall semester. This would be the twenty eight year old teacher’s third year teaching college students Introduction to Psychology. He knew the students perception of this particular class was seen as way to get an easy grade, a class that they can easily pass while doing other perquisite more difficult classes for whatever their chosen major. He waited until the students were seated and at least a majority of them were upright and not bent over in their seats to finish their morning nap before he rose fully to his 5’ 10 height from behind the wooden desk and introduced himself. He pushed his horn rimmed glasses further up on his nose and adjusted his tie. He cleared his throat and one by one all eyes turned his way and when he was sure he had everyone’s attention. He pointed to the words written clearly in block letters on the white board and introduced himself and the course of study.

He immediately noticed the girls perking up in their seats and flipping their hair flirtatiously over their shoulders, their eyes roamed over him from the top of his unruly curls to the bottom of his sensible Oxfords. They made it known with the appreciative glances that they were taking a great interest in his fit slender frame, but that was something he was used to by now. He didn’t even give them another thought for two reasons. The first one being, that they were his students, and secondly, he preferred his own sex. Women did absolutely nothing for him, and he knew this since his early teens.

He was solely attracted to men, but he just hasn’t found the one yet to make his heart skip a beat. Most of the men he met in his usual circle of friends took his level of education and the fact that he was financially stable to mean that he was immediately a top, the one in charge in a relationship. When in reality he was bottom. He would love for someone to take charge of his body and his mind and make him submit to them. He wanted someone to make his day to day responsibilities go away. He didn’t want a Dominant with the collars, whips, and things. He just wanted a dominating but loving man, a Bear so to speak. A man big enough to make him feel delicate and cherished.

The good professor brought his attention back to his class as he recited his usual spiel about his course requirements. He turned to gather the copies of his syllabus off his desktop to distribute them when the classroom door was opened, and three young men and one of the Assistant football coaches walked into the room. He tried to hide his irritation at the rude interruption of his class and gave the obnoxious coach a plastic smile as he stepped forward ushering what must be some of his players. David didn’t spare them a second glance because the arrogant little bastard was currently smirking at him as the coach handed him three different class assignment papers for, “His boys.” They liked to call the privileged players, the stars of the football team. The real bread and butter of the college.

He looked over the documents and waved the boys into the room and mumbled for them to find a seat. Their coach patted him on the back like they were the best of friends and winked at him giving him the clear message that he was to take care of his players. Whatever, they would have to do the required assignments just like everyone else in order to pass his course. He didn’t give free rides no matter what the situation called for. It sort of pissed him off that the sports staff seemed to think he did by placing the stars of their team in his class. He had managed to avoid it until now, and he knew it was a test for the Head Coach to see if he was one of those teachers he could trust to pass his team without any effort on their part. Well this was one test in all his academic years that he was going to flunk spectacularly.

Once he felt he was calm enough and none of his ire showed on his features, he turned back and picked up his student list and began to call attendance roll, he made note of the three added names and he almost groaned when he recognized the star Quarterback’s name. He wasn’t much into sports on any level, college or otherwise. But he has heard the name of the now senior student since the boy made Quarterback since he was a sophomore. There were rumors that almost every NFL recruiter was at the football games just to watch him play. Zachary Trent and privileged wouldn’t be a strong enough word to describe the young man status in school. He came from an obscenely wealthy family, but it was his talent for the game that paved his way through college and not Daddy’s money. And David could respect that, Hell; he was a trust fund baby as well. But he has never laid eyes on the young man until now, and he almost dropped his planner when he called out the player’s name.

It was like the good Lord had taken the very image of his perfect man out of his head, packaged it all up in one perfect being, and plopped him right in front of his desk. David desperately fought the urge to close his eyes and sink into the shadows of the room. He furiously willed his face not to turn bright red in with awareness. He quickly nodded his head and ticked off the name on his list and quickly turned back to his desk. He drew a calming breath and refused to make eye contact with the gorgeous green eyed student. He is a student, get your shit together. He repeated in head before turning back around to face his class. He started handing out stacks of papers when he made it to the football player he tried his best not to get flustered, but bold as day when David handed over the papers Zachary deliberately let his huge fingers brush against his, and David almost dropped the documents on the man’s desk in his haste to get away from the tingling warmth of his wayward students touch.

He quickly moved on and waited until everyone had a copy of the class schedule and the excess was returned to his desk by none other than the Zachary himself. David’s breath hitched in his chest as the young man eased his muscular frame from behind the desk where he was seated. Zachary stood up with the papers in his hand and a knowing little smirk on his lips. His long legs carried him the short distance to his where he stood perched on the front of his desk. Zachary was almost twice his size in height and width, the man must have stood at least 6’5 or taller and the width of his shoulders should be outlawed. David politely thanked the young man and he was so proud that his voice came out unaffected and as calm as he usually kept his tone with his students.

By the time he went over introductions with each and every student, and went through his syllabus point for point the class was over, and he was never more delighted that he didn’t have another one today until late afternoon. That gave him free time to plan for his next class and hang out in his office away from the remainder of the staff and students. He would use this time to meditate and refocus on the fact that he was a Faculty member, and the brown haired, green eyed God was strictly off limits. The students were quickly filing out of the room and there were a lot of mumbled, “See you tomorrow Professor.” He smiled and waved them off. When the last person was out of the room, he began to stuff his planner and his papers into his satchel. The rooms weren’t locked during school hours and he hated to think that students would be unscrupulous enough raid their teacher’s desks but it has been known to happen. So, he carried his things with him and kept his exams and such in his locked office.

David made his way out of his classroom and went to turn the corner when he bumped into what felt like a brick wall. He dropped his satchel and his umbrella and his hands flew up to his burning nose. His eyes watered from the pain, but they went wide as he realized that the wall was moving and covered with a blue zip up hoodie jacket with the schools logo on the left breast. The same jacket Zachary had been sporting in his class. And he actually groaned as he looked up into the man’s concerned emerald orbs.

“I am so sorry Professor.” Zachary said as he went to draw David’s hands away from his injured face but he flinched away from footballer. “Don’t be stubborn, I just want to make sure you are not bleeding and that nothing is broken.” Zachary’s voice snapped with authority, and not for the life of him would David be able to explain why he immediately obeyed the quiet command present in that deep baritone and dropped his hands.

David shivered as those huge warm paws cupped his face and gently tilted his head backwards as he studied his nose. He tried to look everywhere else but into the beautiful man’s face. He is a student. He is a student. He student. The educator repeated the mantra in his head over and over while his abused nose was being inspected.

“I don’t see any blood, Teach.” Zachary said as he ran a gentle finger over the bridge of his nose and pushed his glasses back in place over his eyes. “Stunning.” Came the quiet whisper from the player’s perfectly kissable lips, and David found that he wanted so badly to react to the breathless compliment by kissing this Adonis in gratitude. But as soon as the thought formed in his brain, he immediately rejected it and pulled himself out of the big man’s reach.

“Thank you.” He managed to mumble and he bent to pick up his things, but again the football player beat him to it and quietly handed him his things while his intense gaze silently commanded his attention. And David felt his nervous gaze flick back up to those hypnotizing green eyes. Zachary stepped into his personal space and again dwarfed him with his bulk, and it took all that David had in him not to release the little needy whimper that was bubbled up in his throat.

“Trust me, gorgeous. The pleasure is all mines.” Zachary purred as he ran a gentle finger over David’s flushed cheek. And before David could reprimand his pretentious student about being inappropriate, Zachary had lifted his hand and called out to someone behind him and was gone, leaving David standing there trembling like a leaf in the wind. God Damn, how was he going to be able to have this young man in his class for the next three and half months?

Zachary…

The little beauty was avoiding him and he was as skittish as a little virgin in a jailhouse lock up whenever the jock made any attempts to approach in private. Zachary was amused at first, but now he was practically burning under the fever of lust. For two years he had been watching this delicious man walking these halls or sitting outside as the sun shone down on him and made him look like the eternal Angel that he is. Two years worth of yearning and hiding his true feelings for fear of not fitting in with his team, the fear of rejection, and even worse, the fear of getting this adorable cutie fired for improper behavior with a student. But this was his senior year and he was the star football player, the school needed him more than he needed them for the State’s Championship Playoffs.

It was also a plus that he already had a spot secured on his NFL’s team of choice. The draft pick was going to be announced a month before his graduation, and months before the next season begins. So now, all he needed was the man of his dreams. Zachary knew why the man was wary of him. But he also knew that the good professor could feel the sizzle of attraction between them. That delectable little body of his knew who its matter was, it was plain as day with how the man reacted to him. Zachary was fully aware of the fact that in all actuality, he was three years younger than his Instructor, but age was nothing but a number for him. And he was going to make that sweet man his no matter what it takes.

The lecture couldn’t go by quickly enough for Zachary’s liking, he made sure to follow the object of his interest with his eyes the entire time the man talked about the elements of the Psychology. His mouth practically watered after weeks of sitting here and fantasizing about that body and all the things he wanted to do to it. Finally, the time was up and his Teach reminded everyone to study for the exam he was giving next week. Zachary waited until the last student was out the door before he put his plan of action in place. Every time he went to corner the clever man, he always managed to slip out of his grasp like he was Houdini. But today he was prepared; he made sure he made it to the door before his baby could scamper out of the room and away from him. Zachary had to admit that even with all his agility from sports, the little rebel was quick on his feet when it came to avoiding him.

And just like clockwork the professor made his dash for the door only to gasp when he came face to chest contact with him. “Um…excuse Mr. Trent, but I have a parent teacher conference to get to right now, and I don’t have time for you inappropriate behavior. I am your Instructor and you are my student please keep that in mind.” His Teach tried to sound stern but he caught the faint quiver in his voice, and the way his gorgeous hazel eyes behind those sexy as hell glasses wouldn’t meet his gaze was very telling indeed. So Zachary made his decision either he was going to get reported for sexual harassment or he was going to get what he always wanted, and that was this precious man standing in front of him, Dr. David Connors.

Zachary ignored David’s words and he advanced even more into the sexy educator’s personal space and watched him step back until he had nowhere to go. he was pressed firmly against the wall and Zachary patiently relieved him of his satchel that he was holding like a shield in front of him. He kept his features neutral as he studied his little loves face. David went to move squeeze by and get away from him, but Zachary wasn’t having that as he suddenly grabbed both of his wrists and slammed them into the wall above his head. He used the massive muscular bulk of his much taller frame to pin the slender man to the wall.

The little mewling sound that David emitted went straight to his member, and it immediately flared to life and filled until he was hard as rock and pulsing precum. Zach leaned in and ran his nose up the side of David’s neck savoring his unique scent before continuing his sinful little journey up to his ear; he flicked the lobe with the tip of his tongue. “Your mind is telling you one thing, but this enticingly fuckable body of yours is telling me another. You want me just as much as I want you. You want me to take you, the evidence is right here pressing against my leg.” And the quarterback wedged his thick thigh in between David’s slender legs and rubbed the tipped muscles against the older man’s crotch. Another sweet little sound escaped his man, and Zach reveled in the feeling of that tight little body trembling against his. “Now we need to have a conversation, baby. I have been watching you for two years. And wanting you for just as long, no one here knows my sexual preference and personally I don’t care if they know at this point. I am graduating this year, I am my own man and I can’t go another day without making you mine. I need you to give me the chance to prove to you that these feelings are real, and that I can be the man you need.”

Zach watched as David looked helplessly up at him, the uncertainly he felt was blaringly obvious on his face. So, Zach did the only thing he could do. He leaned forward and smashed his lips to David’s soft petal pink ones and he proceeded to kiss him breathless. He tasted every nook and corner of his love’s mouth and Zach became intoxicated on his taste. And the feel of David writhing against him was enough to send him right over the edge. But it was when David began grinding himself against his leg, his body instinctively in need of the friction against his shaft that had Zachary praying for the restraint necessary not to take the man right there where they were standing. “Ugh, For the love of God, baby….” Zach growled and David broke away from the kiss and moaned long and loud as his hips pumped against that meaty thigh propping him against the wall. Zachary watched the most stunningly beautiful sight of his man in the throes of his orgasmic release, and it was the most gorgeous thing he has ever had the privilege to witness, he had no hope of keeping his control, his balls drew up and his shaft throbbed and flexed. A deep guttural grunt broke through the confines of his chest as he spurted pulse after pulse of hot cum into his shorts.

David…

David rolled over in his bed and snuggled back under the covers, it’s been days since the mind blowing incident in his classroom with the sinfully sexy athlete, and has gone into hiding not knowing how to deal with the situation with Zachary. The man made him want to through all caution and all of his common sense into the winds just to feel those huge arms wrap around him and shelter him against that barrel chest. He had been deeply affected by those sincere words from Zach about wanting him and watching him all this time. He could even understand his need to keep his sexual preference private, but he couldn’t reconcile if the risk of pursuing the feelings the man wrung from him would be worth losing his career if the college found out he was involved with a student.

He knew he couldn’t continue teaching his class with Zachary as his student, but he hesitated to request a transfer. Student services would want to know why, not to mention the coaching staff would be climbing all over his ass about giving their star a hard time. He wondered what they would say if they actually knew how hard a time he was having literally by the beautiful man just glancing his way. David sighed and rolled over as his cell phone dinged and he swiped his finger across the screen and read the update from the substitute professor that was covering his classes until he found his backbone and pulled himself together. He read the teachers updates on his classes, and sent a quick thank you message and threw his phone on the pillow beside his unruly head.

He was so confused and he didn’t know what to do, his heart wanted nothing more than to belong to Zach, but his brain was firing all kinds of warning signals. It would flip flop between agreeing with his heart. Telling him that they could be together and just keep it quiet and away from school, no one would know. And another time he felt that anyone looking at him would see his feelings for the charismatic student clear as day in his face. David was torn and it’s not like he could share his dilemma with his circle of friends. All of them were a part of the faculty and he was sure that those who were not wouldn’t understand his predicament.

With a heartfelt sigh, he threw back the covers and trudged his way into his en-suite bathroom. He didn’t even bother to look at his reflection when he turned the lights on and adjusted the taps on his shower’s water temperature. He stripped out of his pajama pants and his boxers and climbed under the spray of warm water and immediately immersed his head and began to wash his curls. He rinse out his shampoo and washed his body, he ignored his half member and turned the water off before grabbing his towel. He quickly dried off and kept tried to keep his mind blissfully blank as he hauled on the first clean pair of sweatpants his hand landed on minus his usual boxer briefs. He was home after all and all he was planning to do was down his worries in Moose Tracks ice cream.

David was standing at his kitchen counter spooning his guilty pleasure into a bowl when he heard his front door of his condo open and close. He grabbed the first weapon he could find, a plastic cutting knife from the frou frou butchers block he had gotten for a Christmas present some time ago and cautiously made his way to his living room. When he rounded the corner fully preparing to defend himself and his home, his shock at seeing the object of all his turmoil standing in the middle of his house sent the knife clattering to the floor, slipping from his limp fingers in complete and total surprise.

He could only stand there wide eyed and gaping as Zachary slowly made his way across the room, he didn’t stop as he pushed his muscular frame into David’s personal space and had him stumbling backwards until he had nowhere else to go.  His back plastered against the cool surface of the wall and Zach crowded him even more, until they were chest to chest. One huge hand gripped his nearly naked waist and the other curled itself into his hair and pulled his head back so that he had no choice but to look up into those intense green orbs burning with a light of their own.

Zachary stared into his face like he was committing it to memory before the strangled words burst from his lips. “I lied to your building’s super and told him you were sick that is how I got in here. I am here for you to tell me why? Why are you doing this to me? I literally bared my soul to you. I came out and point blank told you how I felt about you, that I am half in love with you and you go and pull this shit. Just tell me you don’t want me and I will never bother you again.”

David squirmed under the fierce intensity of that pleading gaze and he tried to look away but Zach’s fingers tightened in his hair and kept him in place. “You think I don’t understand, but I do. I know if we get romantically involved and the school find out, there will be a shit storm. I would most likely be expelled despite my family’s money and status on the football team, and that you may get fired. But baby, I am willing to risk it all for you. I know I am asking a lot but let me just prove it, let me in. Be with me, it only another couple of months and then I am no longer a student there. The only reason I am taking your class is because of you. I don’t need the credits; I already completed them in my freshman year online over the summer. Don’t you see that you mean so much more to me than you think?” Zach fervently exclaimed and David could feel his man’s big body trembling against his, and his heart fragmented into a million little pieces only to reform and started pounding away for solely for this giant of man holding him like he was the most precious thing in this world. And the professor knew he lost the battle and fell right into Zachary’s waiting arms.

David entire frame released its pent up tension and he melted into Zach’s embrace as the forceful man claimed his lips with such heat, he felt like it burned him straight through his chest and right into the very chambers of his fluttering heart. His big man only tore his plump sweet lips away long enough to ask where his bedroom was and he just pointed down the hall, words failed him at this point as Zach reclaimed his lips and proceeded to kiss the breath right out of him. He wasn’t even aware that he was being moved. Zachary was literally devouring him and he savored the attention with everything in him. He only became aware of his surroundings when the back of his knees made contact with his bed, and he was pushed backwards and he landed on the unmade bed with a little bounce. David didn’t even have time to feel self conscious or even time to catch his breath as his sweats were ripped from his body.

David laid there stark naked except for his glasses, he felt his cheeks flush and burn bright red as those mesmerizing heated emerald eyes slowly studied him from the top of his damp curls to the tips of his curled up toes. “You are fucking gorgeous, simply and mind numbing stunning.” Zach whispered as he awed by the sight in front of him. David felt the visual perusal like it was a physical caress against his sensitized skin. “Climb up into the middle of the bed, baby.” Zach instructed him as he pulled his long sleeve sweater over his head and bared his massive bulging arms and the broad expanse of his chiseled chest to David’s hungry gaze.

David blinked up at him for a minute before the words sank into his dazed mind and he slid back and made himself comfortable. His shaft was so hard it pointed ramrod straight out from his body. The slit was already dripping with precum. He had the wherewithal to remove his glasses a place them on the nightstand before Zach returned to the bed. His man’s awesome body was on full display and David was never happier that his vision hadn’t deteriorated enough that he couldn’t appreciate the bountiful beauty in front of him.

Zach climbed up his quivering body and used those ripped thighs to spread his legs wide. And the first contact of warm flesh against flesh almost had David’s eyes rolling into the back of his head. He did release a pent up moan when Zach settled into the cradle of his pelvis, and that deliciously turgid member rubbed against his throbbing one. and the silken glide of that fat uncut shaft against his pulsing erection caused a sweet shock of electricity to shoot along the length of his spine. David gasped as his wrists were suddenly held together in a firm grip and pulled up over his head. He looked up when he felt something silky wrap around first one wrist and then the other. He was about to protest being tied to his headboard with his own tie when Zach leaned down and sucked his kiss swollen bottom lip into his mouth.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you. I won’t hurt you. I just want you to concentrate on how I am going to make you feel. I am going to make you fly my love.” Zach purred in his ear, and that deep promising baritone had his cock jerking between their bodies. He just nodded his consent and watched the breathtaking smile spread across his lover’s face.  He turned his mind off and concentrated in the here and now.

Zach started with his lips, he didn’t kiss him like he expected, but the man nipped and licked and nibbled at his mouth before moving on to his neck. David threw his head back to give the bigger man access to his throat and it was like Zach zeroed in on his spot and attacked it with fervor. David was muttering nonsense; he began pleading with Zach to release his arms to that he could satisfy his need to touch and savor the feel of his man muscles as the rippled above him. He was on sensation overload and he wantonly ground his aching member against his lover’s leaking shaft. Their combined fluids acted as natural lubricant to ease the minding friction of skin to heated skin.

“Yeah, that it right there beautiful, feel me. Know that it’s me worshipping this delectable body of yours like no one else can ever could. Fuck…What you do to me baby.” Zach whispered against a pebbled nipple before he went back to licking the raised flesh. He spent enough time scraping his teeth against his chest before soothing it with the tip of his tongue before moving to the other side to repeat the process. David was pulling on his restraints and writhing under his man. He desperately wanted to touch Zach. He began to beg yet again but he was silenced by a sharp little love tap to his quivering thigh. “Not yet my love, but soon.”

David just mewled and spread his legs even wider as the big man worked his way south. His lips and tongue leaving a trail of heated anticipation and punched right to his leaking shaft. And he opened his mouth and arched his back when Zach unceremoniously swallowed the entire length of his cock down his throat and swallowed over and over again, working him into a altered frenzy. The tight muscles contracted against the oversensitive bulbous head of his cock. His balls tightened and his orgasm swirled within their depths, churning and ready to explode out his shaft at any given moment. Spots began to float before his very eyes and he tried to warn Zach of his impending orgasm but Zach popped of his cock with a loud slurping noise and squeezed the base of his length and denied him his orgasm, and David howled his disappointed. “I want to be inside that hot little ass when you come for me, baby.” Zach replied and kissed him on his pouting lips.

He wasn’t disappointed for long when he noticed the items that Zach reached for on his bedside table, he must have placed them there at some point, because David knew his stash was in the bathroom in his medicine cabinet. His anxious eyes watched as Zach generously coated his fingers with the slippery substance. And his orgasm reared back to the forefront with the thought of exactly where those thick fingers were going. His ass clenched with anticipation and yes a little fear, his man was huge, but he forced himself to relax all the same.

Zach reclaimed his lips and he willing opened for him, letting the man plunder his mouth and take everything and give David everything that he had promised him. That big muscular body hovering over his smaller frame made him feel cherished and protected, something he knew deep down his heart that he had always yearned for. David moaned into Zach’s mouth when he felt the tip of his finger breech the ring of muscle protecting his entrance, and he squirmed but he didn’t pull away from the delicious burn as said finger delved into his spasming channel.

“God baby, you feel so hot and tight, I can’t wait to bury myself in your heat and make you mine, would you like that, beautiful? You want to feel deep inside here?” Zach asked and followed up his query by inserting another finger causing David to rip his lips away and throw his head back to groan long and hard as his man prepared him to take his impressive cock.

“Please, please…Release my arms…I need to touch you. Please.” David pleaded as he rode the wave of ecstasy his lover was creating by manipulating his channel. And David almost flew off the bed when Zach pegged his prostate square on and he began to babble some more.

The big guy grunted as David undulated underneath him and he reached up and pulled in the knot to release David arms. “Grab your legs and hold them open for me.” And David’s hands immediately caressed his man’s shoulders before he complied with Zach’s gentle demand. He whimpered when he felt those fat fingers ease out of his chute, but it was the crinkle of the condom wrapper that kept him from protesting. Soon enough he felt the wide bulbous head push against his opening and he grasped his legs even tighter and pulled the back even more, baring his ass to his lover, silently begging to be filled, to be fucked, to be claimed.

“Holy sweet Jesus!” Zach hollered as his cock eased inch by luscious inch into his body, the burn quickly gave way to euphoric pleasure as the head skated across his gland. “Baby, you feel amazing, even better than I could have ever imagined. Take me love, take it all.” His lover muttered through clenched teeth as he bottom out, he was buried all the way to the hilt inside of him and David could feel the tension in those rippling muscles, and the effort his man was extending to make sure that he had enough time for his body to assimilate to the thick intrusion.

David wanted more and he rolled his hips and moaned as that fat cock shifted in his tight channel. And that was all Zach needed before he slid almost all the way out of him only to snap those powerful hips and penetrated him even deeper. David barely had time to draw a breath before Zach began pounding in and out of him, his hips were furiously working as he was jostled and pressed into the mattress. And David loved every minute of the hard ride. He knew pure and utter nonsense was coming out of his mouth. He knew he was pleading and begging as the fire in veins burned through his body and pooled in his quivering balls.

Zach’s fingers dug into his shoulders as he held him in place and pummeled his ass. “Come for me baby, come now. I am…I can feel it…Ahh.” His love exclaimed and he continued to thrust at a frenzied pace. Zach’s long fingers wrapped around his turgid shaft and pumped his cock in time with the rolling grind of his hips and David opened his mouth to a silent scream as he balls erupted. His cock pulsed and wave after wave of hot come spurted out of his prick, coating Zach’s pumping fist and his abdomen with his fluids. David opened in eyes just in time to watch in awe as his lover threw his head back, all the veins in his thick throat strained as Zach howled his release to the ceiling. He gave one more deep penetrating thrust before his body seized and he emptied himself into the condom deep inside his still pulsing channel.

David arms wrapped as best as they could around those wide shoulders as Zach dropped down to his elbows, the impressive girth of that semi erect weapon was still buried balls deep in his ass. Their chests heaved as they tried to catch their collective breaths. And when Zach leaned forward and claimed his lips in one of the sweetest, softest, and most endearing kisses that he has ever had. David knew that for this man, and for these overwhelming feelings of being cared for and loved, he would risk anything just to be with Zach for the remainder of his days, and he was content with his decision.

The End

Protection Detail (manxman)

Protection Detail

Carter…

“Carter, I am tired of your immature antics. Your mother and I have spoiled you atrociously and we have given you free reign to do as you like under the supervision of your care minders when we are working, and because of that, you turned into the deviant little heathen that you are now. Your latest act of defiance in regards to the Tomlin’s fiasco the night before last night is the final straw. It’s time that you start acting in the manner befitting a Benedict.” My father was red in the face with indignation as he continued to blather on about my indiscretions and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes at the stuck up hypocritical bastard sitting across from me behind his ornate desk.

Please…He and that bottle blond mannequin who was my super model mother had it in their minds that they have spoiled me…Ha, that was rich. It’s more like they neglected me at every given opportunity until it was time to pull me off the shelf, dust me off, and show me off to their equally snobbish friends. Then after their little performance of show and tell starring their gifted son and once they have received their accolades for managing to produce a child prodigy, they would immediately hand me back to my team of nannies, the brave souls who had actually raised me. It would be months before I saw them again or until they had use for me to entertain the masses.

My father continued to bluster and for the most part I tuned him out until I heard that word pass his pudgy lips and I flushed bright red as I listened to him rant. “Since you can’t control your sexual urges and you don’t have any decorum when left to your own devices, you will be assigned a 24/7 bodyguard and companion, someone to keep you in line. You will not test me on this or else you will find yourself disinherited and homeless, and you will never see your little sister again. Do you understand me.” He was literally yelling now, and spittle flew across his desk when I didn’t answer fast enough for his liking. Daddy dearest slammed a beefy hand on the surface of the polished desk with the loud crack that made me jump in my seat.

Yeesh, he was really pissed this time . I guess old man Tomlin was really livid that his pride and joy was indeed gay. But come on, he should have clued into that fact when Carlton was five years old and he told everyone and anyone who would listen that he was going to marry Mark Whalberg when he grows up. But I guess it really didn’t hit home for the him until I bent his heir apparent over in the designer sofa in their den at his birthday party and plugged that tight ass until he was raw the other night. Needless to say, it must have been too much for Mr. Moneybags when he caught us in a delicate situation while looking for the missing party boy. Oh well, at least I had gotten the chance to shoot my load before all the yelling had started.

I sat there staring in disbelief at my sperm donor because this cruel bastard didn’t know what it meant to be a real father. I wanted to throw my hands up in the air and tell the man who knows absolutely nothing about me to fuck off and take his bodyguard with him. I don’t need a fucking babysitter. But then the picture of Mari’s innocent big blue eyes flashed in front of my face and I felt my heart constrict painfully in my chest.

The bastard would use my undying love for my baby sister against me. I couldn’t care less about the money or the older than dirt family name. These people had no clue what the word family meant, their was no real love in their hearts for anyone other than themselves. And he was using my little sister as his trump card, and as much as it galled me, I couldn’t abandon Mari and leave her alone to deal with their heartlessness. She didn’t have anything that they considered special about her, like an high I.Q. or any other natural talents that they could shamelessly exploit and use as bragging rights to their fickle friends. So poor Mari has been the responsibility of her nannies since she was born. Why that witch of a woman had decided to bring another child into this loveless farce of a family almost sixteen after I was born, I had no idea.

My father once again gained my full attention when he hauled his bulk out of his plush office chair and walked over to his closed study door and opened it, he motioned for whomever it was standing outside in the hallway to come into the room. I refused to give him the satisfaction of letting him see my curiosity as to whom my so called babysitter would be. If I had to be stuck with somebody all day everyday, then at least I hoped it was someone pleasing to look at, and not one of those thick neck brick walls whose skin tone was perpetually red from steroid use. I mean some of those guys were so big you had to wonder how they turned to wipe their own ass with arms that damn big.

What I, Carter Michael Benedict was completely unprepared for was the 6’4 Greek God that walked through the door. The man sauntered into the room with all the elegance of a run way model. I was completely fascinated how a man of his size could move so silently, not even his clothes made a sound as he came to a stop next to my father’s desk. He was broad and muscled, but not overly so. His mouth watering body under his expensive suit looked to be very well proportioned indeed. I tried my best not to stare up at him and gawk at his mouth watering gorgeousness like a smitten teenage girl going all doe-eyed over the high school quarterback.

I quickly schooled my features into a disinterested mask but I guess I didn’t do it fast enough for the man not to notice my sudden interest in him because when I chanced a quick peek at him from under my lashes, the big beautiful bastard’s luscious lips were curved with a slight mocking smirk. I couldn’t read the expression in his eyes since they were covered by the dark lenses that he wore. But God almighty, what I could see of his chiseled features almost had me rubbing my thighs together in a desperate attempt to keep my cock from swelling to epic proportions behind my zipper.

“Carter, this is Kane Andrews, he part owner along with his brother of Andrews and Andrews Security firm. The company that sees to all of my businesses security needs and the protection detail to your mother when she is traveling. I have personally asked him to be your bodyguard and you will do everything the man tells you to do. You know what’s at stake for you. I don’t want to hear another word about any scandal that could possibly pinned to your name. I’ve already debriefed Mr. Andrews on your daily schedule and you will not deviate from it.” My father glared at me before he continued, “Now go and do whatever it is that you do and he is not to leave your side for any reason.” With those last words he promptly dismissed me from his presence and I gladly lifted myself from the chair and tempered my gait so that I didn’t bolt out of the office door towards the sanctuary of Mari’s room and hide from the enigmatic man trailing silently behind me.

God, my father was such an asshole. What if this guy was a raging homophobic asshole and I was hanging with my friends from college and he heard us talking about fucking other guys? What if he noticed the woody I am sure to pop every time I looked at the handsome fucker? Fuck my life, but God, I would sure love to have this delicious piece of beefcake fuck the life out of me instead. I made it up to the second floor of my parent’s gargantuan home. I was lucky enough that I was the only person occupying this wing on the floor. My parents room was on the third floor with Mari’s nursery and her nannie’s on the other side of that same floor.

I sauntered into my room with what I hoped was a cocky strut and plopped myself into the chaise lounge in front of my bed. “So big guy this is my room. What ya think?” I gave him my perfected hundred mega watt smile and the man just stood bedside my open bedroom door like he had turned into a living statue. The smile slowly faded from my lips and I blew the bangs out of my face. “You know if we are going to be spending all this time together you could st least talk to me.” I knew I was pouting but for some perverse reason I wanted this sex God to notice me, to see me as more than just a job, and that train of thought confused me because I didn’t know anything about this man, right now I didn’t even have a clue as to what his eye color was behind those damn Ray Bans. Why did I feel like I wanted him to want me?

My head snapped up and it was like I was slapped in the face when he responded. “I am not here to entertain you Mr. Benedict, I am here to protect you from harm even the self inflicted kind. So do what you would normally do when you are alone in your room and forget that I am here.” I got past the tingly feelings deep in bottom my stomach caused his deep rich baritone long enough to glare at him before leaping up and stomping over to my computer desk. What a condescending prick, “I am here to keep you from harm.” I mocked him in my head. Shit I was only just trying to be friendly, the ass.

Kane…

I was going to fucking kill Kaden when I got my hands on the bastard. “He is just a out of control spoiled little rich kid. How hard can it be to keep him out of trouble long enough to collect the unholy amount of money his father is offering for one of us to personally protect to the kid from himself?” My brother had nonchalantly shrugged his wide shoulders when he told me about this job. I let the sneaky son of a bitch convince me this was going to be easy money and an even easier mark. I should have known from the start that something was up when he refused to show me the file on this kid, and when he finally did, the folder didn’t contain any pictures of my ward. And now I know why, Kaden must have taken one look at this delectable piece of ass and knew that Carter Benedict was exactly my type.

My identical twin knows me and he knew my preferences like no other. I am sure Kaden must be laughing his ass of about my predicament right about now. I am positive that he knew I was going to have a hell of a time trying to resist this defiant but needy little pup. He needed to be taken firmly in hand if what his father had said about him and his recent actions were true. I let my gaze roam over his personal space, young Benedict was currently sulking in front of his computer screen and trying his best to ignore but he was failing tremendously at the task. His eyes would be the first thing to stray in my direction and then his head would follow before he caught himself and snapped head back around to face his computer screen. I had to bite my inner cheek to keep myself from smiling at his antics. He is so fucking adorable, and I was going to slowly torture my brother until dies writhing in pain.

I decided to make myself useful and check the security if the exits and entrances into the room. I couldn’t resist needling him a little bit so I took my time and wandered around his beautifully decorated bedroom. I checked his spacious en-suite bathroom, I entered it, and checked the alarm connections on the massive bay window by the vanity before coming back out and wondering to his panoramic patio doors. He had a gorgeous view of the manicured gardens of his home.

I could feel the little cutie’s eye burning holes into my back as I made sure that his room was secure. I didn’t acknowledge him in anyway or even glance in his direction. I wasn’t deliberately trying to be mean to him, but I had seen the heated interest burning in his eyes when he first saw me and I didn’t want to encourage his attraction to me. However much I would like to get a chance to get my hands or my whip on that tight little ass, I couldn’t and I wouldn’t go there with Benedict Junior. If we had met under different circumstances, then I would, but pretty little Carter who was currently pouting at his desk is my client, the mark that I had to protect from everything, even himself as it seems.

Carter…

It’s been two weeks since my dear old dad has saddled me with my shadow and I am convinced that I am in hell. It was like drizzling the finest Bourbon over the lips of a recovering alcoholic. I wanted that man like I have wanted no other. What was worse was that God decided to make two of those beautiful bastards. Kane and Kaden, sweet Jesus, it should have been more like Cain and Abel, because they were both unapproachable heartless bastards. But still my skin prickled, my heart rate increased and my shaft inflated to the point of pain whenever the infuriating man was near.

I didn’t even have to lay eyes on Kane to get a raging hard on. Kaden was identical in looks with Kane, but that was were the similarities ended. Kaden’s personality was colder, and I never admit it out loud, but I hated when the twins traded out and covered for one another protecting me. When I have to be around Kaden, the atmosphere was like standing in the middle of the Arctic naked. But with Kane, even though he looked right through me, it was as simple as getting a whiff of his maddening cologne or hearing that deep rumbling baritone of his as he spoke into his phone or to my parents if they were home, that was all it took to have my temperature spiked through the roof.

There was nothing cold about what I felt for that man, it was like I just wanted to kneel at his feet and beg to pleasure him in anyway that he would allow me to. I wanted him to use that big muscular body and cage me in and make me submit to whatever he wished. And that thought threw me for a loop, I wasn’t a bottom boy. No, I was the one that plundered the enthusiastic little twinks pretty pink rosettes until they begged for me to stop. But here I was fantasizing about this bear of a man topping me in all kinds of imaginative ways, and I would gladly bend over and spread myself in invitation for him to do it too.

I found myself waking up in the mornings covered in an embarrassingly large puddle of warm sticky fluid almost every morning. I didn’t have sexual dreams like this or so often, not even when I was younger and discovered the joys of having a woody and how to make that part of my body feel good when I was by myself. My only saving grace was that neither of the brothers took to staying in my room overnight. Either brother slept in the adjacent room to mine and if I even so much as twitch or much or less get up to go to the bathroom, they were right there checking up on me.

One night it took almost every fiber of my being not to throw myself at Kane’s feet when I had accidentally stubbed my toe on the lower frame of my platform bed and cried out in pain. Kane had come rushing through the adjoining door shirtless. His sweat pants hung low off of his hips and left just enough of his happy trail and mouth watering bush to have my member weeping like a busted pipe. All of my blood had promptly rushed from my head to my groin and I swore that I blacked out for a second before I was cognizant enough to let him know that I was alright. I rudely rushed past him into the bathroom and slammed the door behind myself, dropped my pants, and immediately jerked my turgid shaft until I exploded all over my hand and the tiles at my feet.

In that very moment, I didn’t care if Kane had heard me pleasuring myself or not. The bastard deserved to be just as uncomfortable as I was. It had taken me a while right after my epic release to get my wobbly knees to work. I had finally managed to wash my hands and splash some cold water on my flushed face. When I cracked the door and peeked into my room, I almost squeaked like a preteen girl when I saw Kane leaning against the door with a knowing sexy smirk on his face. The brat in me was fully unleashed and was up for a challenge. I had been determined to get the upper hand, so I planted a flirty smile on my face and whipped my shirt over my head revealing my smooth chest and my glistening nipple rings. My boxers were black and tight fitted, they had left nothing to the imagination. I was still semi-erect as I proudly sauntered over him.

Kane’s sexy expression had given way to his detached one, and those bright blue eyes chilled over but not enough to hide the heat simmering in their beautiful depths. His big body tensed and his muscles bunched when I came to a stop mere inches from his delectable body. I literally felt the heat shimmering off his warm sandalwood scented flesh. Although my heart was fluttering away a mile a minute in my chest, my hands were steady as I reached up and gently glided my fingers over the expanse of his wide shoulders and down his massive biceps. I had almost whimpered in delight as those large guns flexed under my touch, but my pleasure had been short lived when the man had stepped back out of my reach. My entire body coiled tighter than cold rattle snake when he pinned me in place by the intensity shimmering in those cerulean gaze. There was also a dangerous glint in his sharp indigo eyes when he growled, “This is not a game you want to play with me, you won’t be able to handle me.” And with that being said, he had turned back to his bedroom and left me standing there shivering like a leaf in the wind.

I had certainly didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or insulted by his statement. What I did know was that my fantasizes of the man became more frequent and the things I wanted him to do to me became darker and darker. Kane was the ultimate Alpha male and the more I was around him was the more I wanted him to take command of me. My mind, my body, my very way of thinking. I had found myself spending more time at home to my father’s delight, although I avoided my parents like the plague and spent a majority of my time either discretely lusting after my bodyguard or spoiling Mari rotten.

The reason behind his confusing statement the other night became clear to me one evening when I overheard him talking to who I assumed was his twin brother, Kaden on his cell phone late one evening long after I had gone to bed. The door between our rooms was slightly ajar and although he was talking quietly, I could still make out most of what he said if I kept absolutely quiet. So much about the man and his mannerisms became clear to me when I picked up that his brother volunteered to cover the weekend for him because their private club wanted him to put on what seemed to be his specialty a double handed flogging show for the other Doms to teach them the technique them.

I groaned in my head and flipped over onto my back to give my once again rock hard staff some room. Good Lord, the image of Kane wearing tight leather pants and combat boots with his sculpted chest bare and glistening had me humping air.

Deep down and buried way in the back of my mind was my deep dark secret. The BDSM lifestyle was something that I have been curious about for a long time now, but I didn’t want to admit my craving for kneeling at another man’s feet and having him command my every move to myself. But it seems it’s inevitable with the man that I want more than anything is a Dom.

I have always wanted to be the submissive and not the other way around. But I was too much of a chicken to pull up my big boy belt loops and set foot into a Leather club and approach someone and ask them to teach me what I needed to know to become the perfect sub.

When I first started to research the lifestyle, one of the main things that struck a chord deep within me was the fact that a Dominant made his submissive his world. His or her entire being is totally devoted to their sub. I had originally scoffed thinking what kind of person wanted to be punished, tied up, beaten, and made to do whatever their Dominant wanted them to do. That was until I found out that the submissive was the one with the say so in the relationship or in a scene. They decided what their Dom could and could not do in a scene, and the submissive had the final word on both the hard and soft limits of their contract together. So in necessity, there would be no one to dominate if there wasn’t submissives willing to give up their control and devote themselves to a Dominant. It was all very intriguing for me and I what I learned had me yearning to now even more.

I found myself desperately wanting a true Master Dominant like that for myself. I wanted to be someone’s world, to be cherished and cared for without any of the bullshit guessing games or manipulations that came with the relationships I have experienced in my life so far. Something my parents were well versed in, but I didn’t know where to go and find a man to dominate me. Furthermore, my parents would really disinherit me if I even tried to have a D/s relationship and they found out about it. And I couldn’t leave Mari behind at the mercy of their heartless and selfish ways. I knew I have gotten away with alot of shit and acting out against their blase treatment towards me, but that old bastard of a father would probably have an aneurysm if I publicly got into kink and leather lifestyle.

Rolling over yet again in my bed, my agitation knew no bounds. My mind was to filled with images and dreams of a certain man who was sleeping less than ten feet away from me to allow me to get some rest. Any activity on the room across the way had long since gone quiet and the house took and an eerie silence since my parents weren’t home as usual. Mari had gone to bed hours ago along with her army of caregivers. I blew out an aggravated breath and threw the thick Down comforter off my body and I sat up on the side of the bed. I might as well head down to the kitchen and try to make some warm milk or hot chocolate, something that would soothe me into maybe getting a few hours of sleep.

I got up and stretched some of my tension out of my limbs and I padded barefoot across the carpet wearing only my form fitted briefs. I didn’t feel the need to put on a robe since it seemed that I was the only one awake in the house at the moment, and it was fairly warm in the house. I tip toed, trying to be as quiet as possible as I passed by Kane’s partially opened door. Once I was down the hallway, I skipped down the stairs and trudged down the tiled corridor and into the kitchen. I walked into the darkened room and I flipped the light switch on the wall and jumped squealing like a girl when I saw Kane leaning against the counter staring dispassionately back at me. I stood there with my mouth gaped open and a hand over my fluttering heart. “Where the Hell did he come from? And sweet Jesus what was he wearing?” My mind raced with the questions as my eyes raked over his magnificent body.

Kane was standing there looking like a wet dream come to life. His muscular chest was bare, and his massive arms were crossed over those awesome pecs. His drawstring sleep pants hung low on his hips and his sleep rumpled hair capped off the picture of my every fantasy made into reality. I lowered my eyes because I had to look away from temptation incarnate before I did something extremely stupid like throwing myself into his arms, or dropping to my knees in front of the man and shamelessly beg him to take me anyway he wanted to. “Um…I was just going to make some hot chocolate.” I mumbled in way of explaining why I was up and about at this time of night. Then the realization dawned on me that I was wearing only my underwear, my leave nothing to the imagination Calvin Klein’s, and my entire body went thermonuclear as I peeked up from under my lashes to see those intense eyes heat as he continued to look me over. Oh help!

My hands immediately flew over my crotch and my cheeks immediately flared a brighter red, I was sure I must resemble a grape by now. I made a step back with the full intention to flee back to the sanctuary of my bedroom but his deep gravely voice stopped me in my tracks. The command in his tone allowed room for nothing else. I stood there frozen and completely unprepared for what happened next.

Kane…

“Stop.” I barked out the order, and the half naked sweet little angel fidgeting across the room went absolutely still and stared back at me wide eyed with this slender hands covering his protruding crotch. After discreetly checking myself to make sure that I wasn’t sporting a massive hard on at the sight of all that delectably exposed skin, I stalked away from the counter and pulled out one of the bar stools and pointed to it, “Sit.”

I watched pleased more than I wanted to admit as Carter didn’t even hesitate to follow my instructions as he quickly scurried across the tiled floor and planted that shapely ass on the stool and looked up at me expectantly. And that look of expectation and utter trust in his gaze almost did me in. I had to mentally imagine all sorts of unpleasant things to keep my body’s urges under control, and that was a first for me. I have been in the lifestyle for practically my entire life. I know how to control my emotions and my physical reactions to all sorts of sexual stimuli.

But this boy, this young man who for all the world wanted to come off as some I-don’t-give-a-fuck spoiled little rich boy was severely testing my limits and my will power. I have unobtrusively observed him for weeks, almost as much as he has openly studied me. And I have concluded that this young man was hungry for the affection that his cold fish parents seemed incapable of providing for him and that sweet little cherub of his little sister. I never got why people had children when the world was supposed to be all about them and their own needs. They never made or had the time for the offspring they had brought into the world. All of this beautiful boys antics and bad behavior had been his cry for help so to speak. It was the only way that he could get some kind of reaction from his parents, even if it was their wrath and that was heartbreaking for me.

As I stood here and studied his stunning features, I knew deep within my soul that I wanted to shower this beautiful boy with all of my attention, and the affection that is sorely lacking in his life. I wanted to take him in hand and provide structure and guidance. And if along that journey and he trusted me enough, I would want to fuck him all day everyday in all manner of positions and bondage. He would look so lovely bound and on his knees kneeling in front of ready and willing to service me. I shook my head and firmly stamped out those thoughts before I made my ever growing desire for him more than obvious under the lights of this carnivorous kitchen.

I turned away and sauntered off towards the cabinet where I knew their housekeeper kept the things like tea bags, ground coffee, and the ever present boxes of hot cocoa that Carter seemed so fond of drinking. I reached overhead for one of the many sauce pans dangling from the rack and set it on one of the six burners on their industrial grade stainless steel stove. I knew his eyes followed my every move as I worked around the kitchen to make him his drink. I got the cream out of the fridge and poured some into the pan and placed it back on the cooler shelf. Not a word was exchanged between us as I prepared his beverage. Once it was finished, I turned off the stove and poured the mixture into the two mugs I had prepared and I walked over and handed a steaming cup to Carter, who regarded me with mild surprise.

I didn’t have to wonder what was going through his over active mind, the boy was a god dammed genius after all. Watching him all this time going through his classes and his online presentations made my brain hurt. The complicated mathematical equations and formulas he ran through with the least amount of effort seemed way too complicated for my average brain functions. Carter kept shattering every preconceived notion I developed about him when his father had first described his undisciplined oversexed brat of a son to me.

But over the past couple of weeks Carter has proven me wrong on every single assumption. He is a brilliant young man who had been dealt a rotten hand when it came to who his parents were. He is a devoted big brother, that worshipped the ground his little sister walked on, and he made sure that she was constantly showered with love and praise. Carter was also a natural sub, the sweetest ripest fruit just ready for the picking and it was getting harder and harder, literally for me to fight the temptation he represented.

“Um…Can I…Um…Ask you something?” Carter’s tentative but sweet little voice brought me out of my thoughts.

I looked over at him from across the counter and the boy was practically sweating bullets, he was flushed and he fidgeted in his seat with nervous energy. I wondered what was going through that epic brain of his, so I raised an inquiring eyebrow at him. I was dying to hear what he was going to say.

Carter lowered his eyes and someone could have knocked me over with a feather when my mind registered his quietly mumbled words. “How does someone find someone to teach them about the BDSM lifestyle, specifically how to be a good submissive?”

I was glad I didn’t take a sip of my hot chocolate before he asked me that questioned, Because my throat along with the rest of my body convulsed as I stared incredulously down at his bent head. “Look at me.” I ordered him, I needed to see his eyes when he answered my question.

Carter tilted his head back and meekly raised his eyes to mine and again I was hit in the solar plexus at how truly gorgeous the boy is. God all that lustrous black hair and those shimmering indigo eyes that were now burning with curiosity.

I wondered where the hell this was coming from so I asked him, “Where and how did you hear about the BDSM community?”

Carter fidgeted some more before he answered, “At first it was on the internet, and then I heard you talking about it and I ordered some books on the subject, and what I have learned made me even more curious about being a sub. I want to find myself a Dom to teach me what I need to know on how to be a good submissive. I want to find out if what I have been silently dreaming about is in fact like that in reality. And since I heard you talking to your brother and it is obvious you are a Dominant, that maybe you can tell me where I can go to find a good Dom.” He explained on what seemed like one long breath.

I had to turn away from him for a moment. I closed my eyes and tried my best to calm my racing heart. His simple but forthright explanation brought up images in my mind of this delectable boy submitting to someone else, and just the thought drove a spear of ice cold jealously through my heart. My brain was telling me to proceed with caution, but my cock was screaming for me to lay claim on this beautiful boy and make him mine before someone corrupts him and destroys all that eager curiosity.

When I felt my pulse calmed a little and that my shaft wasn’t trying to push its way out of the waistband of my pants, I turned back to Carter and a shocked gasp escaped my lips. Carter had quietly scooted off his chair when my back was turned and he was kneeling in almost perfect present position on the tiled floor at my feet. He looked up at me with so much yearning in his shimmering cerulean eyes that if he had asked me to present him with the moon at that very moment, I would have gladly given it to him. “What I really want to ask you is, can be the Dom to teach me?” He further short circuited my brain with how openly he was voicing his needs, and he had absolutely no idea what he doing to me.

Words failed me for a moment as I tried to gathered my scattered thoughts. It wasn’t until I heard a strangled whimper and then Carter shot to his feet and flew out of the kitchen like the Devil himself was chasing him. Fuck, I slammed the mug down of now cold chocolate down on the counter and it was a wonder it didn’t break. I ran after my boy, he must have taken my pause as some kind of rejection and I needed him to understand that it wasn’t. I was just thrown for a moment over the the fact that he was interested in the lifestyle I have spent years practicing. That I have dreamt of nothing else other than seeing him bound and submitting to my every whim. I palmed my harder than granite shaft as I hurried after him. When I got to his room I didn’t even bother to knock and I caught him an instant before he locked himself in his bathroom. “Stop.” I barked the order at him and he actually did freeze almost mid step.

Fuck it, if anyone was going to teach Carter about the lifestyle it was going to be me. The line between Carter being my client and my mark had been crossed weeks ago when I started lusting after him, and when I started thinking of him as mine. I closed his bedroom door behind me and the click of the lock was like a gunshot in otherwise the silent room. I leaned back against the wood panel, crossed my arms over my chest, and watched as Carter took his time shuffling towards me. He stopped a few yards away from me and my heart nearly broke as I glimpsed the crestfallen expression on his face. I decided right then that he was going to need reassurance before anything else could happen between us, and I stamped down the need to immediately dominate him and have him kneeling at my feet with submissive sweetness.

Pushing myself off the door, I closed the space in between us and gently gathered him up into my arms. He tensed at first contact while I reveled in the feel of his warm creamy skin against my bare chest. I ran my finger along his jaw line and had to suppress the groan of delight at the softness of his skin. I tilted his chin until he was looking shyly up at me and I did something I have refrained all this time from doing, I smiled at him. Carter’s whole body melted against mine and he flushed and tucked his little face under my chin and clung. He felt so damn good in my arms, so fucking right, the seasoned hard ass Dom that I was wanted to weep like a little girl. He has every instinct vibrating with the need to cherish, love, and protect this fragile gift in my arms forever and the thought should have thrown me, but I was done lying to myself about my feelings.

I nudged him out from his hiding place underneath my chin and waited until he raised those pretty blue eyes up to mine. I watched them widen as I leaned forward and softly brushed my lips against his, I just wanted to lap him up but I refrained for the moment. Carter whimpered and pushed his body even closer to mine. My half hard staff lengthened to its full glory and I didn’t even bother to hide my body’s response to his nearness. As a matter a fact, I rolled my hips letting my shaft press against his abdomen and sure enough I was rewarded with another sweet little sound. I pulled back and watched as he blinked so adorably up at me, and I took him by the hand and led him to his bed. I needed to make sure that he really understood what he was doing and what he was asking of me.

I sat down on the comfortable mattress that I was sure probably cost a small fortune as nice as it conformed to every curve of my ass. I threw my legs up on the bed and scooted backwards until my back made contact with the headboard. I piled some pillows behind me for comfort before pulling my boy onto my lap and watched him flush yet again as he straddled my thighs and settled his luscious ass of his almost right on top of my already throbbing length. “Carter, you do understand what you are asking me to do right?”

He nodded and brought his hands up to my shoulders and tentatively ran his fingers up and over them to thread them in the hair curling at the nape of my neck. I fought my telltale shiver of delight at his shy caress. “I know that you are concerned with the fact that I am your client, and you never wanted to cross that line as the professional that you are. I also know that you may think that I am not aware about the intricacies of the lifestyle, the rules so to speak, but I have enough knowledge to know what I want and I want you as my Master.” He whispered and holy Hell, I wanted to through him down and fuck him until one or both of us was crippled.

It was his little knowing smirk that made me decide to give him a little taste of what he was asking for. It was as if the little tease finally caught on to exactly what he was doing to me. How aroused I was and that I was holding onto my control my the skin of my teeth. It was that little bit of knowledge right there that had me throw caution to the wind. In a move faster than he could have anticipated, I flipped Carter’s slender body off mine and he landed with a flat on his back with a surprised yelp. I had both of his wrist pinned in one of my large hands and I used my knees to spread those creamy thighs so wide, it was obscene.

“Is this what you want boy? You want to be held down and have your will stripped from you. Is that it, you want to be dominated and be made to submit?” I purred in his war and smiled as his body shuddered under mine. I covered him from chest to thigh and I rocked my hips letting my pulsing cock align and rub against his rigid member.

Carter nodded his head but it wasn’t enough for me. “Words boy, I need to hear the words. If you can’t tell me what you want, how do you expect to get it?”

“Yes…yes. That is what I want.” He panted and I gave him a sharp slap on his quivering thigh.

“Sir!” He squawked the forgotten epithet and I rubbed the sting away from the area and let my fingers linger on the sensitive flesh.

“Good boy.” I whispered before I licked the lobe of his ear. Carter shivered some more and he began rocking his hips in rhythm, but I tapped his hip and he went still at the unspoken command. “I am going to release you, and you are going to get up and take off these mouth watering briefs and present yourself for my inspection. Then I am going to have you get on your knees with your hands clasped behind your back while I feed you my cock. You are going to suck me, take me deep into the back of your throat until I come. You will swallow every bit I give you or else I will punish you. Understand?”

“Oh God…Yes Master…I…I understand.” Carter stuttered out the words.

His body was literally shaking with anticipation under mine. I leaned back and my baby’s eyes were blown wide open and a fine sheen of sweat coated his delectable skin. I released him and he moved as if he was in a daze. I hungrily watched as he slid off the bed and turned to face me. Carter’s fingers went to the waistband of my underwear and he slid them down and over his thighs, they pooled at his feet and he kicked them away. His shaft jutted out from his groin hard and proud. The head was red and weeping, saliva instantly pooled in my mouth at the thought of slowly licking the smooth tip of shaft and tasting him for the first time, but not yet.

Carter…

I prayed to every Deity there is when Sir slid from my bed and slowly circled my body as I stood with my hands clasped at the elbows presenting my body for his inspection. He would lean in close and kiss or a lick certain parts of my body. A shoulder, a nipple, and even the sharp protrusion of my hip bone. His sinful mouth was everywhere except where I craved him the most. But I knew not to rush him or try to interrupt his perusal if my body. Kane would not appreciate me topping from the bottom. So I willed my wobbling knees to keep me upright until, Sweet baby Jesus, Kane swallowed the entire length of my shaft in one go and without any warning.

“Oh my God.” I squealed as my fingers got tangled in his thick hair and my vision blurred. I wanted to thrust my hips forward and bury my shaft deep into the back of his throat, but I didn’t forget myself and resolved to wait until my Dom gave me permission to do as I pleased. With his big warm hands holding my hips in place, I garnered that he wanted me to remain still until he saw fit to let me move. And I didn’t care, he could do whatever, say whatever he wanted to me, as long as he didn’t take that mouth off my member.

I almost cried tears of frustration when those warm silky lips popped off the head of my turgid shaft and Sir gracefully rose to his feet and towered over my overwhelmed body. All of a sudden he spun me around and pinned me against he wall. He used his feet to kick mine apart and a large hand gripped me thigh and brought my leg up against the surface of the wall and pinned it there. I was splayed wide open, my ass on full display and the vulnerable position made me hotter than Hell. I could feel every inch of my powerful Master as his awesome body from chest to thigh pressed against mine. Nothing amount of reading and researching could have prepared me for the feeling of being owned completely by this man. That he alone was the only one that could draw these feelings out of me.

If I found myself in this situation with someone else, I would have been scared shitless. But no so with Kane. With my Master, I felt safe, loved, and protected.

“I have wanted you for too long to wait another minute to sink every rigid inch of myself deep into your needy little channel.” Sir whispered seductively in my ear. And I just sighed and melted even more against him only to jump when something cold speared in between my butt cheeks, and then I felt the tip of his thick finger skate over the puckered flesh of my entrance. I threw my head back into his broad shoulder and moaned long and loud as that fat fingertip rimmed my entrance.

“Yes, my sweet boy, let me hear you. Sound off for me. I like it when I make you scream.” That erotically charged voice purred against sensitive spot behind my ear.

I couldn’t help it, and Kane didn’t stop me when I began rocking my hips trying desperately to get that maddening digit to penetrate me. I heard my Master chuckle but he accommodated me and pushed through the tight ring of muscle. I gasped at the burn of his entry and my entire body quaked from head to toe, it felt so good. My mind fragmented and I felt like I was hovering above my room on some mystic euphoric plane watching as Kane made me take up to three of his fat fingers into my body. I was incoherent as I thrashed in between his big body and the solid surface of the wall. I sobbed when he withdrew his fingers. I heard the rip of the foil packet and the slick wet sound of my Master lubing his impressive length with one hand. The other still held me splayed open for his pleasure.

A pleasure he no longer denied himself and I keened a high pitched wail when he drove himself deep into my channel with one forceful thrust. Sir gave me no time to adjust. He leaned his powerful chest into my back and his fingers dug into the soft flesh behind my knee as he held me immobile as he used me. I was incapable of making so much as a mewl. My Master pounded the very air out of my lungs with his powerful thrusts. His hips moved like well oiled pistons as he pumped in and out of my compliant body. I was strung tight with need and the heat of my pending release flowing through my veins like molten lava. I almost feared coming because I knew it was going to be an epic one, almost atomic bomb kind of explosive and I sucked in some much needed oxygen when I felt the telltale razor’s edge of my release slash across the base of my spine.

My channel clamped down around Kane’s girth and he hissed his encouragements for me to let go, that he wanted to feel my tight chute get even tighter as it milked his length when I came. He wanted me to come and to come right now. It was as if my body was so attuned to his command I felt my balls tighten and draw up into my body and I hollered loud enough for Sir’s hand to clamp over my mouth so that I wouldn’tbe heard by the sleeping staff. But I continued to howl behind the warm palm as my body convulsed with the almost painful force of my completion. I felt the puffs of Kane’s warm breath against the back of my neck as he panted open mouth. He thrust deep into me a few more times before he groaned and I felt that thick shaft pulse and throb out a streams of warm semen into the condom buried deep inside of me.

I went completely boneless in his arms and I was only vaguely aware of my Master picking me up and carrying me towards my bed. He placed me on top of the cool sheets and made to move away but I reached put and held onto him. All of a sudden I feared being separated from him, and he must have sensed my need because he quickly sat down next to my hip.

“Shh baby, I am just going to get a warm cloth to clean you up. I am not going far.” He tried to reassure me as he brushed my sweat damp hair off my forehead.

I had only one thought maybe two burning in my head and before I knew it was bubbling out of my mouth. “Am I yours now? Did I please you Master as much as you pleased me?”

Sir leaned over and gathered my face in the palms of his beefy hands. “Oh my sweet boy, you most definitely belong to me. Mine to control, mine to care for, protect, and worship. And you more than pleased me tonight love. You made me happy and for that I belong to you for as long as you will have me.”

I sighed and wrapped my arms around his thick neck and I refused to let go. “Then I guess we will belong to each other forever then, because I never plan on letting you go.”

The End

Making Him Mine

Making Him Mine

Hudson…

The bell over the cafe door dinged and I looked up from the book I was reading and spied my shy little mouse. I looked at the clock and sure enough it was spot on at four o’clock on the dot, the time he usually makes his appearance to the school’s coffee shop. He performed his cautiously cute little routine of sticking his messy mop of chocolate colored curls through the crack in the door.

He looked from left to right with those bright coffee-colored eyes that sparkled behind his thick horn rimmed lenses, and then when he determined that it was safe enough or not too crowded he timidly entered the shop with a stack of books clutched to his slender chest. One or twice I was able to spy the title on the textbooks and it was obvious that the man was studying some for some type of medical degree.

I tried not to watch his progress into the cafe as he quickly scurried across the black and white checkered linoleum floor and made a beeline for the order counter where I was waiting for the little beauty, but of course, I completely failed as my eyes tracked him anyway.

“Let me guess, a cream soda float with one scoop of vanilla ice cream, right?” I affirmed his unchanging choice with a raised eyebrow before he had the chance to quietly stutter his order.

I watched the brilliant red flush overtake his pretty pixie like features before he timidly nodded, “Yes, “ and went back to looking anywhere and everywhere else but at me.

Giving him a rueful smile, I turned away to work on his order. I have been trying to get him to open his mouth to say anything other than his request for his favorite treat, but so far all I got was nothing, not even his name.

I already know that when people look at me, especially those who don’t know me, the first impression they usually have of me is that I am a tattooed bad boy that enjoys wearing worn out jeans with band t-shirts and my signature leather jacket. They definitely didn’t see the honors college student that is majoring in Business Administration and Mechanical Engineering with internships and a future job offer with the Army Corps of Engineers after I graduate. I was okay with that, because if people are shallow enough not to want to get to know me beyond my appearance, then they aren’t worth my getting to know them either. That’s how I felt about the subject of how people perceived me.

I added a sprinkle of cinnamon to the top of his beverage and covered it before I turned and went to hand it to him. The little cutie slid the exact change for his order across the counter and reached for his drink. At the last minute I snatched the covered cup out of his reach and those gorgeous brown eyes shot up to my face. I could see the confusion on his adorable little face and I now had the perfect opportunity to test to see if my shy boy was as gay as I suspected him to be.

I leaned forward and grabbed hold of his still hovering hand and pulled him into my personal space. I made sure my lips were a hairs breath away from his before I let my already deep voice lower another seductive octave or two and I whispered, “What’s your name beautiful?” If he’s straight he is going to jerk away and tell me to fuck off, and if he’s gay or at least bisexual then as shy as he is, he’s going to light up like a friggin’ Christmas tree.

Sure enough, my little cutie’s entire face went bright red all the way to the roots of his hair and those big bright eyes shyly blinked up at me.

“Um…My…Um…Na…Name is Kian. May I please have my drink before it melts.” His sweet voice washed over my senses and made my skin tingle with delight.

“Hmm…Kian. That’s a nice name for someone as delectable as you. My name is Hudson.” I said as I handed him his beverage and he immediately stepped back, clutching his books even tighter to his chest. “I hope to see again Kian, and I hope that we can talk about something other than your preference for ice cream floats.” I purred and watched as he quickly nodded his head at me, then he spun on his heel and high tailed out of the café as fast as he could without looking like he was running away.

I couldn’t help the bark of laughter that escaped my throat. Kian was too cute for words. The way those expressive chocolate orbs widened at my words, and how those cherry red lips parted in surprise had me so hard, I felt like I could punch a hole right through the countertop with my erected dick. Damn, now I can’t wait until tomorrow rolled around to see if my little mouse had the courage to come back and face me.

Kian…

I hurried out of the café and across the courtyard as fast as my feet could carry me. My face felt like the skin was going to melt right off, that was how furiously I was blushing. My thoughts were so scattered. I almost rushed right past my best friend, Shelby. That was until she gently grabbed me by the elbow and tugged in order to get my attention.

“Whoa, whoa. Where’s the fire, sweet pea?” She teased as she dragged me towards the picnic table where she and my other friend Brandon were seated.

“Um…Sorry I’m just having a moment.” I mumbled as I took a seat and stuck the straw of my float into my mouth and took a sip of the yummy goodness. You have to understand my propensity for ice cream floats or anything containing vanilla cream because I came from a large family and as the youngest, two things always happened in our household. The first thing was, our parents catered to what everyone agreed on when it came to treats, and the second was, being the youngest I had no say at all when those occurrences happened. So when it came to our choices for sweets it’s always what my other siblings wanted and they never wanted plain old vanilla, which is my favorite.

We were allowed to have real sugar and confections only twice a year, on our birthdays and on Christmas Day. Other than that it was forbidden. I guess my mother thought that she had enough to deal with having six children running around her skirts all the time, and she didn’t need six children running rampant on a sugar high to contend with as well. So now that all my hard work has paid off and I secured my scholarships, I took advantage of getting off the farm and into the world where I can have my vanilla goodness everyday if I wanted to.

I tried to concentrate on my treat but that tattooed Adonis had gone and ruined it for me. Now I can’t even savor the creamy delight without thinking about him. It was so much better when he just mixed my treats without speaking to me, and letting me imagine that he was straight with an equally good looking girlfriend somewhere that he had sex with on a regular basis.

That was all shot to hell now, there was no doubt in my mind that the sexy beast was gay or at least bisexual. My hands shook as I pushed my glasses further up on my nose. I began to wonder if the gorgeous barista was playing with me, or was he genuinely interested in me. I had no clue about these things.

I have spent my entire life with my face buried in a book trying to learn and work my way into getting as many scholarship grants that I was eligible for. I wanted to get out of Farmville U.S.A. My major was Biochemistry Engineering, and I was currently studying for my MCAT as well. My goal of getting my Doctoral degrees. My ultimate dream is to get into research, especially those that involved the study and treatment of infectious diseases and cellular abnormalities, like cancer. I wanted to work on finding a cure for them.

“So Kian, Friday night. What are you doing?” Brandon casually asked me while he tapped his the of his pen against the cover of his notebook.

“Hmm…other than study for my organic chemistry exam on Monday afternoon, nothing really. Why, what’s up?” I asked not really paying attention because I just finished off my treat, I wished I had gotten the cup in extra large size.

By the time I looked up I noticed that Shelby was busy looking expectantly back and forth between us, and trepidation made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I hoped Brandon wasn’t getting ready to ask me out on a date. Lately he has been giving off the vibes that he was interested in me for more than just friendship. It’s gotten serious enough that even with my cluelessness I’ve still picked up on it. I truly valued his friendship but I wasn’t interested in Brandon like that, and I didn’t want anything to interfere with our friendship. I silently prayed he wasn’t going to ask me out but with the way Shelby was practically vibrating in her seat with what looked like anticipation, I knew it was coming.

She is always going on and on how we would make a cute couple and she fangirled all over us suggesting that her two best gay friends should get together all the time. I hope she didn’t boost him up to do this, but from the excited look on her face, I already knew that she did. Ugh, I seriously wished she would’ve listened when I told her my feelings on the subject, but that would mean she would have to shut her mouth long enough in order to do that. Gosh, I shouldn’t have thought that, it was mean, and she only meant well. I needed a plan to side rail this before someone’s feelings get hurt and then it me.

I jumped up and looked at the face of my cell phone feigning concern. “Shoot, I forgot I had to meet my study group. Sorry guys, I gotta run.” I blurted out before doing exactly that. I quickly took off with Shelby shouting my name behind me. I just waved a hand behind me and kept going.

Once I had turned a few corners, I felt safe enough to stop, squat, and rest the heavy textbooks on the ground next to my feet. “Damn, I’m a freaking coward.” I thought as I shook my head in shame. I should’ve just pulled up my big boy pants and waited to see what Brandon had to say instead of running off like a scared bunny. I sighed as I picked up my books, pushed my glasses up on my nose, and headed for my dorm.

In my defense though, I had told Shelby in no uncertain terms that I wasn’t attracted to Brandon like that. She had laughed it off and said it was because I refused to give him a chance. Sometimes I really hated how she brushed off my feelings on a subject when it didn’t suit her agenda. This time though I should have stood on my own two feet and let Brandon down as easily as possible, but I ran instead of confronting the problem. I was going to have to man up at some point and the sooner the better.

Hudson…

I couldn’t help it and no matter how I tried my eyes kept wandering to clock on the wall. It was 3: 58 p.m. and I was waiting on baited breath for my shy little cutie to come through the coffee shop’s doors. How pathetic was it that I already had all the ingredients out and ready to mix his favorite treat. I’d even upgraded his Grande cup to a Venti cup for free.

My foot tapped away impatiently on the linoleum floor as four o’clock came and went. By the time 4:15 rolled around and there was no ding over the door, my heart plummeted into my gut, Kian wasn’t coming. For the two years that I’ve been working the counter at the Campus Café, you could’ve set your watch by Kian’s daily arrival.

I tried not to let my disappointment show as I turned back to the prep counter to put the items that I was going to use to make his ice cream float back into the fridge.I had just slammed the refrigerator door closed when I heard someone clear their throat behind me and I turned and tried not to grin like a moron when I saw my little beauty standing at the counter. He was fidgeting and picking at the strap of his backpack.

“You’re late.” I smiled as I watched the mouth watering flush creep up his neck and brighten his cheeks.

He gave me a shy little smile and nodded his head in agreement to my statement before I turned back around to pull the ingredients back out of the cooler to make his treat. I was determined to get to know this little beauty and my heart soared along with my confidence because he returned to the coffee shop knowing full well that I was interested in him and that I was going to pursue him.

I made quick work of mixing up the frothy beverage and I turned to hand it to him. He slid the exact change across the counter and he took the larger cup. He studied it for a minute before digging his hand back into his pocket.

“No charge, sweetness. It’s on me.” I said and I even slid his money back across the countertop.

“You…You can’t do that.” He whispered and went to slide the money back towards me, but I placed my much larger hand over his smaller one and I swore I felt little tingles of awareness shoot through the palm of my hand and up my arm. I fought not to shiver in reaction right there in front of Kian. I was pleased to the see that he was just as affected by the skin to skin contact because he had no such luck in hiding his surprised little gasp from me.

We played pushing his money back and forth across the counter for a few minute until he huffed and pursed those pretty pink lips. It took all that I had not to lean forward and plant a kiss on his delectable mouth. I found myself wondering if they would taste as delicious as they looked. I continued to watch him, completely fascinated as those lips curled up into a triumphant smile. He swooped the money up off the counter and promptly dropped it into my tip jar.

My own smile curved my lips. “Touché.” I said as I gave him a gallant bow. He slapped a dainty hand over his mouth and giggled. It was the cutest sound I have ever heard.

I couldn’t help the next words that just spilled out of my mouth. “Have dinner with me tonight, gorgeous?”

His brilliant dark eyes went wide behind the lenses of his glasses and he nervously popped the straw of his beverage in between those plump lips and took a long pull of his drink. I tried to keep my features bland and not let the anxiety that was threatening to choke me leak through for him to see. I wanted him to see me as a confident go for what you want kind of guy. I didn’t want him to suss out how attracted I am to him already. I didn’t want him to be afraid of me and think that I’m some sort of weirdo. I definitely wanted him to be comfortable around me.

The little beauty’s pink little tongue flicked out and he licked across that luscious bottom lip and damn if my cock didn’t instantaneously stand at attention. I was almost light headed with the sudden rush of blood from my brain straight to my engorged dick.

“Um…I guess. What do you have in mind?” He timidly inquired and I nearly jumped in the air and tapped my feet together like cartoon character Fred Flintstone. Fuck me, he said yes. My lungs deflated as the breath I was holding whooshed out of my mouth and I gave him my most charming smile.

“We can do anything you want to do sweetness, but I was thinking maybe the cliché dinner and a movie, it’s Friday night and there should be some new releases out at the theater.

“Is there anything in particular you want to see or something else you want to do?” I leaned over the counter and because I couldn’t help myself. I ran my finger over the soft creamy skin at his wrist resting on the countertop and waited for his response.

“Hey Kian, you didn’t have the time to answer my question the other day. I wanted to know if you want to go out with me tonight.” Another guy’s voice rudely cut into our conversation.

I watched a slender blonde guy who was followed by a waif like looking girl with long black hair pulled back in a severe ponytail saunter across the shop and stop right in front of Kian. The girl was all energy and seemed like the hyper type as she bounced right up to my shy boy and hugged him before nodding her head in encouragement for him to accept the other guy’s advances. The both of them completely disregarded my presence.

I wanted nothing more than to jump over this counter, snatch Kian against me, and tell the asshole to fuck off and continue fucking off wherever he got to. I refrained from doing that for two reasons. One, I didn’t want to scare Kian, and two, it was obvious that they were his friends. I hung back to see how this was going to play out.

Kian looked like he was about to flee, but he took another sip of his drink, like he was drawing strength from the cold beverage. His expressive nut-brown eyes flicked over to mine. The shimmering orbs were full of apology and I gave him an indulgent smile. It dawned on me that he didn’t want to hurt the other guy’s feelings, so I stepped back and gave him a understanding nod.

“Ah…I’m sorry Brandon, but I already have plans with Hudson.” He answered his friend and gestured towards me.

I watched as two sets of eyes swivel in my direction and they both glared at me. The girl with slacked mouth surprise and the guy with abject horror and what looked a lot like jealousy.

“You can’t be serious. Him?” The guy Brandon got all up in my cutie’s face and all but screamed at him.

“Oh, Hell no!” I jumped over the counter the ponytailed girl squeaked and got out of my way.

I pushed the guy out of Kian’s personal bubble and he stumbled backwards. “You don’t scream at him or ever rush him like that.” I managed to grate out the warning through my clenched teeth. If this fucker knew what was good for him he’d get the hell out of here as quickly as he possibly can.

I felt two little hands wrap around one of my biceps and he gave me a tug that barely managed to move my arm. I turned my menacing glare away from jealous prick and tried my best to soften my gaze as I gave Kian my undivided attention. He looked so distressed, and I almost felt bad, but I’d be damned if I’d let someone disrespect him in front of me.

“I don’t want to cause a scene.” He whispered before turning his attention to his friend and just as quietly made his point by saying, “I’m sorry Brandon, but I’ve never felt any feelings for you other than friendship. You’re my friend and I hope we can remain friends. I hoped that you would’ve understood that. I hoped the both of you would when I tried to explain it to you before this.”

“You know what, whatever man. If you want a thug then by all means I hope your happy with your criminal or whatever he is.” Brandon spat the hurtful words in our direction and I couldn’t help the smug smirk that curled my lips.

Another self righteous asshole assuming the worst about me because of my tatts and the way that I was dressed. “Well have fun you fucker, guess who is going to be basking in Kian attention later.” I thought as reached out and gathered my cutie against me. I could clearly see the painful expression on his little face and I cursed his so called friends all over again.

The guy spun on his heal like a fucking Diva and all but ran out of the cafe doors. The few customers that were occupying the tables in the small shop were all watching the drama play out.

The girl opened her mouth like she was going to say something but she closed it again and shook her head at Kian before running out of the cafe chasing after her friend.

I kept my arm around Kian’s trembling shoulders and waited until he calmed down and stopped trembling. I was willing him my strength to help him pull himself together. I turned him away from the prying eyes of the other coffee shop patrons and after another minute or two they finally continued to go on about their business.

“Come on cutie, have a seat, and finish your drink. I have one hour left on my shift and then we can decide where to go if you still feel like going somewhere that is.” I offered him the option to choose and I prayed that he hadn’t changed his mind about going on our date tonight.

Kian…

The image of Hudson jumping over the counter to protect me from Brandon’s angry outburst replayed itself over and over in my mind. My mouth watered at the sight of all those inked muscles bulging and rippling under his tight black Metallica shirt when he was facing off with my irate friend. I almost swooned when he wrapped one of those thick arms around my shoulders and guided me over to a barstool and seated me as if I was royalty. I didn’t miss the fact that I was placed close to his workstation.

He sauntered back around the counter and he was unfortunately called away by a customer before I was able to put his mind to rest. Hudson had looked apprehensive, like he expected me to back out of our date. If I was going to be honest with myself, there is no way in the world I’m going to let this opportunity pass me by, not with this man.

I patiently waited until he glided back to my side to answer him. “I like Chinese food.” I said and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from grinning like the village idiot at the wide smile that spread across Hudson’s handsome face in response to my words. Talk about heartthrob, the organ was pounding away at million beats per minute in my chest and my face went beet red as an identical rhythm throbbed in my groin. My shaft perked up and it was as happy as it could be with our current situation.

I did feel a twinge of regret and some sadness about Brandon and his obvious feelings of rejection, but I had never promised him anything, nor had I ever responded to his repeated attempts of flirting with me. I had outright told Shelby that I wasn’t interested him that way. I couldn’t have made it any clearer to her that I wanted to keep Brandon’s and I relationship firmly in the friend zone, but as usual she listens to no one and she’d purposely helped to advocate this fiasco by encouraging Brandon to ask me out despite my repeated requests to leave it well enough alone.

I’d had it with the both of them when they had the nerve to look at Hudson like was some type of ax murderer or someone not worthy of their attention. They hadn’t even taken the time to say one word to him before he intervened and promptly shut down Brandon’s histrionics. Brandon had ran off in a jealous tiff with Shelby in his wake. I can only hope that she will be able to clean up the mess that she created.

Hudson zipped by me yet again as he worked to fill a large order from a group of students on their way to evening classes. I watched how he moved, his body strong, fluid, and supple with his muscles flexing in just right way. God, I was never one of those teenage boys that was ruled by an overeager cock or wayward hormones. I was much more interested in getting top marks in school and trying to stay ahead of everyone else in order to get the choice scholarship awards. Now, it felt like my body was literally on fire, that it was making up for lost time and opportunity.

I was completely unaware of everyone and everything around me. I lost myself in the fantasy with Hudson as the lead character in a scenario that had me wondering what it would feel like to have those powerful arms wrapped around my naked body.

All of a sudden, I gasped and nearly fell of my chair as I came crashing back into reality and blinking rapidly at the now empty and dimly lit cafe. I continued to blink for several more seconds and I tried to focus on the chiseled face hovering mere inches away from mine. Finally, I pushed my glasses up nose with shaking fingers and Sweet Baby Jesus, the look in Hudson’s mesmerizing aqua blue eyes hadn’t only pinned me to my seat. It had my shaft epically hard and leaking like a broken pipe.

Hudson tilted his head to the side as he studied every nuance of my facial features before he whispered in a sinfully seductive tone of voice. “Tell me what you’re thinking about that has you abusing that juicy bottom lip of yours like that. It must be something good to have you blushing so adorably as well.”

My entire body shuddered in response to the enflaming cadence of his voice and his toe curling proximity. My bottom lip went right back into my mouth to be nibbled half to death as I processed the feeling of his warm breath caressing the shell of my ear. The sexiness he exuded just added fuel to the flames that had already ignited deep within me.

“Chewing on your bottom lip like that gorgeous tempts me to want take a nibble of it for myself. I’ve been wondering for the longest time if those cherry red lips of yours taste as soft and sweet as they look.” He continued to seduce me with words and damn if I wasn’t melting in a gooey puddle of Kian right here in this stool.

My eyes went wide and my pulse kicked up to an impossible rate as I watched the Adonis lean forward over me. He buried his nose right into that sensitive spot where my neck curved into my shoulder. Hudson inhaled deeply like he was drawing my scent right into his lungs, and when he exhaled his warm breath tickled my skin. I was completely overwhelmed and hornier than I’ve ever dreamed possible. I quickly scooted off the other side of the chair and I had to grab the counter to stand upright because of my wobbly knees. The only thought my head was to put a little distance in between us so that I can think clearly and about keeping my legs closed dammit. We haven’t even gone out on our first date yet and I was ready rub myself all over this man like deodorant.

I peeked up at temptation incarnate standing in front of me from under my lashes just in time to see Hudson close his eyes and literally shake himself. It was like he was trying to gain control of himself, and smug grin of satisfaction almost split my face in two. “Yippee, I wasn’t the only feeling like an animal in heat.” I thought as I continued to breathe through the sexual fog clouding my brain.

I found it mind boggling that it was only just 24 hours ago that this man has said more than two words to me. I’d only dreamed about my sexy barista from afar. I was way too shy to ever approach him and then with a miracle of miracles, he made the decision to flirt with me and here I am, and right old slut I turned out to be. If I didn’t keep my head on my shoulders, then the other head in between my legs is going to have me lay down and spread myself inviting and open for him like a welcome sign despite my better judgment.

Hudson took a step back from me giving me all the room that I needed for my neurons to start functioning again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to invade your space like that and make you feel uncomfortable. You don’t have to worry, I can behave myself.” He gave me a lopsided grin that so freaking cute. I just wanted to go over to him, to burrow myself into the expanse of that broad chest, and to cuddle against him.

“No problem, let’s see about getting some food. I’m starving.” I chirped brightly hoping that the change of subject will of lighten the sexual tension permeating the room. Hudosn smiled his dimpled smile, he told me to hold on a minute and he quickly performed his lock up duties before offering me his hand. I placed my hand in his and he wrapped his thick fingers around mine and completely engulfed my hand in his big fist. He smiled at me and we settled in to casually walk across the courtyard towards the parking lot. I was content to let him lead us to wherever he was taking me for dinner.

Hudson…

Dinner had gone off without a hitch although it was murder watching Kian eat sesame noodles with chopsticks. The way those plump lips had moved over the fancy utensils had me fantasizing about having his mouth wrapped around a certain part of my anatomy. It didn’t get any better for me when we were sitting in the dark at the movies, and this beautiful boy sat close enough for me to feel the heat coming off his skin and for me to drown in his enticing scent.

It was a true test of my self control, but I managed to behave myself and now we were back in my truck and heading back towards campus. Both the Chinese restaurant and the movie theater wasn’t far from campus. We could have actually taken the school’s shuttle bus, but I was being selfish. I didn’t want to share not one minute of our time together with anyone around us during our entire date. I’d barely tolerated the other diners at the eatery, but sitting in the darkened room with Kian’s delectable little body pressed against my side had me thinking that we were in our own little bubble.

Damn, every time he had turned his cute little face up to mine during the show, I was so tempted to lean down and capture those dewy lips and worship them like they were meant to be revered. Fuck, being a gentleman was a hard thing to do sometimes. Now that I’ve finally gotten close enough to work on making Kian mine. I have this animalistic urge to claim him, to mark him, and rub my scent all over him to let the world know that he belonged to me.

I’m a healthy red blooded male as well, and on top of wanting to know Kian’s every like and dislike, his dreams, and his goals in life. I also wanted to fuck him until my dick was raw and his channel was imprinted by the length and girth of my shaft and mine alone. My little beauty would know exactly who he belonged to when I was done with him.

As much as my unrelenting desire for him had me burning on a slow simmer for the longest time, I had to take it slow. There’s no way to rush him into my life and into my bed. It’s more than obvious that my shy boy is as innocent as they come, and being impatient and taking things too far and too quickly would scare him away. That is an outcome that I absolutely refuse to let happen.

“So did you have fun tonight?” I asked him as we pulled through the huge stone walls of the school’s campus main entrance. I took a second to look over to the passenger side of my truck to see that Kian had the cutest little smile on his face.

“Yes, I had a good time. Thank you so much for a wonderful evening.” He said as tentatively ran a finger over the back of my hand that was resting on my knee. His gentle touch sent sparks of electricity running up my arm once again, and I almost groaned as my cock woke up for the umpteenth time tonight.

God, if things kept going at this rate my poor balls are going to go from blue to purple. I had a serious session of self loving to do later on tonight after I dropped Kian off at his dorm and go home and settle into the privacy of my own apartment. I thank god for the fact and the freedom not to have to live on campus. If I’d found myself in predicament like this when I was a freshman. I’m sure my nuts would have never forgiven me for the abuse they would’ve had to sustain from the lack of privacy to jerk off in peace.

That thought had me thinking so I turned to ask my little cutie the question that popped into my head. “Do you prefer rooming on campus rather than having your own place close by?” I asked him as I swung the truck into a parking space I was lucky enough to find right in front of his dorm house. I switched off the ignition and gave him my undivided attention.

Kian unbuckled his seat belt and turned in his seat to face me. “It’s more cost effective for me that way. I want to focus all of my attention on my classes and keeping my scholarships. I don’t want to have to work to pay rent or worry about bills and study at the same time. My housing and my meals are covered right along with my tuition and supplies, so I am taking full advantage of that. I can devote all my energy towards my studies.”

He leaned his head against the headrest before he continued. Half of his gorgeous face was in the shadows of the truck and the other half was dimly illuminated from the dull security lights surrounding the brick building. “Besides one of the student dorm representatives was in my Physics class last year. His name was Shane MacMurray and he helped me get assigned to a single room without a roommate or the possibility to get one as long as I choose to stay on Campus. He and his twin brother Shaun, their family are high up on the totem pole on the college’s administration and although they have graduated, their boyfriend is a professor here. I took Dr. Cole’s course for Physics last year when they met, and I am taking him for Philosophy this year.”

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. If I heard Kian correctly then he was talking about the MacMurray heirs. The twins were treated like royalty when they attended the college here. Their parents and I think another aunt or something sits on the faculty board. Hell, the new library was named after them, and the twins are in a ménage relationship with that cutie little Philosophy professor class I opted out of at the beginning of the semester. Huh, that’s badass. I never would have suspected that the cute little Einstein of a professor had it in him to have two lovers who were former students, and twins at that. The man is always so serious.

We sat there and talked some more and it seemed like we were out here for hours, but still I wasn’t ready to be parted from Kian’s company anytime soon. We had so many things in common and it felt so right just being with him, like it was meant to be and we’ve known each other for years. Kian had even lost some of his shyness and he became really animated when explained his different interests to me.

It wasn’t until the heavy moisture from the night air outside began to condense on the windows of my truck and made it impossible to see anything outside that I knew it was time to let him go inside. I wasn’t sure if he had a curfew even though it was the weekend. So after learning all about his dream of going into research and about his fondness for anything that was vanilla flavored. I filed all that information away for a later date and dared myself to lean over and capture his soft pretty lips in a gentle kiss.

I pulled away from his inviting warmth before I got carried away, and I watched the little beauty walk up the pathway to his front door and slip inside the building. I started my truck and I was backing out of the parking spot when movement in my peripheral vision caught my attention. I put my truck in gear and let the vehicle slowly roll forward right back into the parking space. I squinted through the foggy windshield and watched the same irate kid from the coffee shop earlier hurry into the same building Kian had just entered.

For some reason all of my Spidey senses went on high alert so to speak, and I quickly shut off the ignition, pulled the keys out, and jumped out of the truck. I’ll be damned if some jealous little prick tried to push himself up on Kian. Maybe the kid lived in the same dorm and it was better to be safe than sorry. My feet carried me into the foyer, and I am glad I listened intently to Kian when he told me about where his room was located. I quickly located the right elevator and I hopped onto it the second it opened.

Kian…

I had just finished washing my face when I heard someone knocking on my room door. I quickly swiped my towel over my wet cheeks, threw it over my shoulder, and reached for my glasses to slide them back onto my face. A quick glance at my bedside clock told me it was just a little after one o’clock in the morning. My heart fluttered in my chest as I approached the door. I tied the sash of my robe a little tighter around my waist, seeing that all that I had on underneath it was bare skin.

Another indulgence of mine. I slept in the nude on satiny smooth sheets instead of those sun bleached itchy cotton sheets my Mom insisted on having on the bed I used to share with my two older brothers growing up. I guess I tended to over compensate now that I am living on my own.

“Who is it?” I asked through the solid obstacle of the dorm room’s door.

“Kian, it’s Brandon. Can we talk for a second?” My friend’s voice carried through the heavy wooden portal.

A frown creased my face and I stood there indecisive about whether or not I should open the door at this time of night for Brandon, even though we were in the dorm. His room was just a couple of doors down the hall, but still I didn’t appreciate his little outburst in the middle of the cafe and all of the drama occurred in front of everyone in the shop. He was still my friend and I am sure he had help from Shelby boosting him up to ask me out. So I turned the deadbolt and opened the door.

“Hey.” I said as I leaned against the door frame with my arms folded over my chest. I sure as hell wasn’t going to invite him inside. One couldn’t be too careful, at least out here I can scream my head off and wake up the entire dorm if things got out of hand.

Brandon ducked his head and I caught the bright flush of red that stained his cheeks when he realized that unlike many other nights when he stopped by, I didn’t invite him into my room. He was painfully aware that I am not inviting him inside this time and the reason behind it.

“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry about earlier today, or I should say yesterday. It’s just…I like you and when I told Shelby, she had squealed and vowed to get us together. Deep down I knew that you didn’t return my feelings, but I kept trying because I really wanted something deeper to develop between us. I didn’t mean to act out like that. I was just so disappointed. I had this whole picture in my head you know, of you accepting me and of us going off together into the sunset and shit.” He laughed humorlessly and shook his head.

I was about to open my mouth and forgive my friend but the ding of the elevator sounded extra loud in the hallway as it arrived on our floor. My head had automatically turned in the direction of the lift to see who was coming in so late, and my breath hitched in my throat when the doors slid open and Hudson stepped off the car looking like an avenging angel. I didn’t have time to make even so as much as a peep when he descended on me. I was unceremoniously grabbed and tucked into his chest. I managed to look up only to see him glaring daggers at Brandon.

Hudson’s features were so fierce that my friend gasped and took a step back holding up his hands in front of him in a placating manner. “Whoa dude, you need to take it down a notch.”

My face went thermonuclear, I know some people would think it weird that a man you just hooked up with is acting like an overprotective and possessive bastard, and that fact alone would’ve sent up all kinds of warning flags, but not for me. In was in Hudson’s DNA to be protective of those that he cared about. You can see it in the way he carries himself, hear it in his voice when he speaks about his friends and family. It was just a part of him, like second nature, and damn, it made me so freaking hot. My unhindered cock stood straight up and pressed against the man’s hip like it was saying, “Here I am, play with me.”

There was no way he could’ve missed the feel of my pulsing erection pressed firmly against him. I took a quick peek up at him from underneath my lashes and the smoldering knowing look burning in those shimmering blue eyes almost had me humping against him like a bitch in heat. First thing was first though, I needed to diffuse this situation.

I took a deep breath. “Hudson, this is my friend Brandon. He came to apologize to me for his behavior in the coffee shop. Brandon this Hudson, he is my…”

“His boyfriend.” Hudson finished for me when I gave a slight pause wondering how I was going to label this new man in my life. A happy smile almost split my face in two in response to his claiming words, but I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth to prevent it because I know that those words must have cut Brandon like a sharp burning razor blade dragging across his skin. Pain flicked across my friend’s face before he quickly masked it. I wanted to go over there and give him a hug, but I couldn’t. Not in my current condition.

“It’s nice to meet you, Hudson. Kian, I’ll leave you two alone now. I’ll talk to you later. I just wanted to say my piece and apologize, and to you too Hudson. What I said about you was uncalled for.” Brandon apologetically added and went to turn away but I caught his arm and held him in place. I still refused to move away from my spot against Hudson’s side. There’s no way I was going to be able to hide my over excited junior if I did.

“Thanks, B. I appreciate it. I’m sorry too. We’ll talk later.” Hudson nodded his agreement and I let him arm go and he once again turned and walked further down the hall to his room.

No sooner had my friend turned and walked away, Hudson pulled away from me, stepped into my room, and dragged me into my space by the wrist his thick fingers were wrapped around. The door had barely slammed shut when I was hoisted off my feet, pushed against the wall, and pinned in place by at least two hundred pounds of his hot tattooed muscle. My shaft throbbed and jerked with a pulse of it’s own. I’d almost come all over myself with his show of strength. I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his tapered waist and my arms around his broad shoulders and hold on when he bucked his hips up against me.

His big warm hands went to my butt cheeks and he hissed when his palms met my naked ass. “Fuck me, you’re naked underneath your robe.” Hudson groaned and his hips punched forward once again pushing a rod of steel as thick and just as long as my forearm up under my quivering balls, and I couldn’t help the embarrassing grunt that escaped my lips.

I was panting like a couldn’t get enough air into my lungs, and my hips took a mind of their own as they rocked back and forth on his washboard abs. The friction was making my untried entrance clench and spasm with anticipation, begging for something it’s never experienced before and now craved.

Hudson used his thick talented tongue to lick a hot wet trail of fire from my collar bone up to my chin. He used his perfect teeth to nip my bottom lip before sucking the abused flesh into the warm chamber of his mouth. The head of my shaft was dripping wet and it pulsed some more releasing another rush of fluids from my tightly drawn up balls.

I mewled and rocked my hips even faster and a rush of urgency washed over every nerve ending in my body. It started as a tingle of heat shimmering up and down the length of my spine and I threw my head back separating my kiss swollen wet lips from his sensual little nibbles to give off a needy little moan. My fingers dug into the flesh of his tense shoulders underneath the thin material of his shirt, and my thighs tightened around his grinding hips. I felt my release barreling through my gut like a freight train barreling down it’s track at top speed.

“Aggggghhhh……” I screamed on the top of my lungs as I came like a fucking high powered hose. My entire body trembled and shook like I was having some kind of seizure as I shot line after line of thick white cum, coating the flaps of my robe with my own sticky fluids. Even my teeth chattered in my head as I rode the never ending crests of my mind numbing orgasm.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head when I heard the expletive, “Fuck!” Burst out of Hudson’s mouth and every awesomely defined muscle in his chiseled body seemed to freeze and those powerful hips nearly sent me a foot further up on the wall behind me as my man bucked and barked out a loud groan with his own completion. He rolled his pelvis even harder against my groin and I hung onto him until he went limp against me because that’s all I could do at the moment.

We were both huffing and puffing as we tried to catch our breaths. “Baby.” Was all that he managed to pant out before he carefully dropped my legs and lowered me until my feet touched the ground. Hudson had to hold me upright because my entire body was completely boneless. Damn, if I felt like this after only rubbing off on one another. I am surely going to die of heart failure when we do get around to having sex.

Hudson…

I eagerly swiped my employee card through the time machine on the wall and clocked out at the end of my shift. I made sure to make one last walk through around the café to make sure that everything was clean and in order for the next day. I was off the entire weekend and I couldn’t wait because I was spending both of those days with my sweet little boyfriend.

It’s been a few weeks since that amazing night in Kian’s dorm room when he allowed me the privilege of touching him and being touched by him in return, and I’ve been like a drug addict ever since and desperately craving my next fix.

Every single one of my friends have been teasing me mercilessly about being a love sick puppy. When I had introduced Kian to them, my closest friend, Carlos had whistled when he saw my little beauty. He said that he was envious and if he had a man like Kian, he would be floating on cloud nine too.

I was armed with Kian’s ice cream float as I walked across the courtyard and headed for the science building. Our original plans were for me to pick him up at his dorm after his last lab class for the day and then go out to dinner, but I wanted to surprise him. So I was going to be standing right outside his lab door at the end of his class with his favorite treat ready and waiting.

Leaning against the pole, I mentally ticked of my list of things I had to do to make this weekend as perfect as possible for my man. Thanks to my mom, my small but comfortable apartment is clean and finally had accents and some type of decor. Personally, I was happy with my minimalistic surrounds, it was less shit to deal with and to clean.

My mother had other ideas, she had squealed like a school girl when I told her that I had a boyfriend and she promptly told my Dad the news. I’d always found it funny that my father the big bad ass president of the Black Pirate’s Motorcycle Club back home became a tamed puppy for my mom who is an Emergency Room Nurse at the County Hospital back home. They had met years ago when my Dad had taken a header on his motorcycle and wet skidding across the highway one night when he had just started up the club.

When I’d realized that I was gay, I had agonized about how I was going to tell my folks. I’d never heard them talking about homosexuals, and I didn’t know where they stood on the subject. I knew a few of the guys in my dad’s club where gay, but they weren’t open about it but they didn’t hide it either. They were still alive so I had assumed that my dad and the other club members were okay with it. So I remembered the day and clear as I remembered anything else.

My mom had always insisted no matter what my father was up to that we had to have dinner at least three times a week as a family. It was on one of those nights with my stomach flip flopping and my heart pounding away. My fourteen year old self had approached my six foot six two and eighty pound Goliath that was my father and told him that I was gay. My mom had just ruffled my hair and shared out an extra helping of peas onto my plate, but my dad, he had raised one massive paw and I thought for sure that he was going to knock my head off my shoulders.

I remembered trying not to cry like a little kid when his meaty paw landed on my shoulder and he said, “If anybody messes with ya, come and tell ya old man.” Then he sat back and tore into his food, winked at my mom and told her she put a nice burn on the fried chicken and nothing was ever said by either of them until recently.

My dad’s legal businesses so to speak pays for my education, but I pay for my apartment and my food. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I’d called them two weeks ago to share the news about Kian. My mom went in euphoria that I finally had someone special. She had always worried that I would wind up alone and my dad went all growly wanting to know if the guy was treating me right. I know that what he really wanted to know was whether or not I was the man in the relationship or not. It didn’t matter to me, but I do prefer being a top.

I’ve been a bottom before with a previous encounter and I didn’t much care for it even if it was an amazing feeling if it is done right, but I prefer to be the one taking care of and pampering my partner. I’ll admit to the fact that I love to sink my cock into a warm silky channel as well, there’s no better feeling in the world than that for me.

My mom had showed up two days after my phone call home and she clucked and fussed over the bareness of my apartment and my refrigerator, and she did what she does best, she went shopping. I found myself laundering towels, sheets, and kitchen towels. The woman had accents rugs spread throughout my small apartment, matching bathroom accessories, and colorful comforter sets for my sparse bedroom. The thing that got me the most though was the placemats and decorative things she spread all over my small dining room table, stuff that you had to move to sit and eat and put right back when you’re finished. What’s the sense in that?

She had insisted though and in the end I’m glad that she did because tonight is the first time that Kian was going to see my apartment. I’ve never taken him there because I knew for a fact if I got him anywhere near my bed, I was going to fuck him until I was unconscious. So I’ve managed to keep most our time together around friends and in public places. My mom had hung around for a few days and she had made a good chaperone after she had met Kian and fawned all over my beautiful boy.

Kian had been absolutely adorable with the way his big expressive eyes went wide when I told him about my dad and what he did for a living. He had asked me about my tattoos and I explained the ones that he could see to him and told him that one of my dad’s businesses was a chain of tattoo shops and his artists did most if not all of my ink. You don’t know how pleased I was when my shy little boyfriend had let it slip about how hot my body art made him. It had left me wondering how he was going to feel about my piercings.

That was one of the things I had taken care of this morning other than my dirty dishes and my laundry. I changed out my Prince Albert hoop for a barbell with the smaller balls, and I changed the balls on my Jacob’s ladder piercings to the smallest balls I had. My cock is going to be shocking enough with it’s size, I was bigger than the average guy down there and I have been told that it is even more intimidating with all my jewelry. Kian has been too shy to actually feel me up and I’ve been trying my best to be a gentleman in order to wrap my hand around his cock and savor the experience like I wanted to.

Now my mom was gone, my dad had promised to visit soon, and Kian’s been giving off subtle signals that he wanted us to move along in our relationship. His kisses have been deeper and they lingered a little longer. His delectable body had been doing some talking of it’s own. I have noticed more than once his excitement tenting his jeans, and that look of want in those milk chocolate eyes, and let’s just say I am tired of fighting it. If he wants me even a fraction of how I desired and needed him, then I was going to give him exactly what we both want this very weekend. I was going to make him mine in every way.

The door to his lab class burst open and banged against the wall as the first rush of students eagerly exited their last Friday afternoon class. I pushed off the wall when a familiar brunette’s head bobbed through the door. Kian’s friend Shelby and his other friend Brandon were talking animatedly right behind him but his gaze and locked onto mine the minute he entered the hallway and stayed there until his feet carried towards me.

Kian licked his bottom lip and I couldn’t help watching the seemingly innocent display. It wasn’t until he gave me a coy but yet at the same time, a mischievous smile that it dawned on me that the little innocent was trying his hand at seducing me and my cock went from zero to sixty in no time flat.

“For you.” I said as I held up the chilled beverage and waved the cup in front of his cute button nose.

“Thank you.” He whispered and used the tip of his tongue to chase the straw, swirl it around on his tongue before pulling it into his mouth and hollowing his cheeks as he sucked the treat into his mouth. The little vixen swallowed his mouthful and once again licked his lips while his friends continued a heated debate behind him.

I was fucking speechless, and I was hornier than hell. My cock was so hard, it was trying to punch a hole through the thick material of my jeans. My fists were clenched just as tight as my jaws and Kian kicked it up a notch by stepping even closer to my overheated body and looked up at me like he was stripping me with those innocent but naughty eyes. It was then I noticed that he wasn’t wearing his glasses.

Kian’s thigh brushed against my crotch and he smiled so sweetly up at me. He knew full well what he was doing and I just gave him enough rope to feel confident. He was going to reap the benefits of his actions when I get him alone inside my house. “Are you ready?” He quietly inquired leaving the double meaning of his question floating in charged the air between us.

“Tell your friends you’ll see them later.” Was my only response before I stepped away to allow him to do that. Kian had long since made up with his friends and I was glad because they seem really close, but right now their relationship was the least of my concerns. My body felt like a bowstring that was stretched beyond it’s limits. If Kian didn’t hurry up I felt like I’m capable of going all caveman on him and drag him off to show him all the delights that he’s been begging for.

When Kian finally came back to my side, I took his book bag from him and threw it over my shoulder, grabbed him by one of his dainty little wrists, and hauled him off towards the parking lot. The way my cock was throbbing, hard as a rock, and leaking behind my zipper, ordering in was going to be the better than going out to a sit down dinner. I looked back at Kian only once on our way across the courtyard as we headed towards the parking lot, and the little shit smiled cheekily at me like he knew why I was rushing him across campus like it was on fire.

I couldn’t help the wolfish grin that spread across my face. My boyfriend is a piece of work, gone was my little stuttering baby, and out emerged this seductively novice of an incubus instead. I was so going to give him everything I am and then some.

Kian…

I knew I was playing with fire, and I knew there was the possibility that I was going to get swept away in the inferno that I was causing, but my body, my mind, and even my very soul has been set on a slow mind numbing burn ever since this man first laid a finger on me. I was more comfortable with Hudson than I was with the members of my own family. People who have known me all my life.

It wasn’t until after I met his mom and he told me all about this father and really opened himself up to me that I knew it was time. He was the right one for me and I wanted him. I needed to touch him, to taste him, and to feel him anywhere and everywhere in and around my body because he has already touched my heart.

Hudson has been more than a perfect gentleman towards me and other than the little bit of heaven in my room so many weeks ago, he has not attempted to instigate anything more than a few heated kisses. I needed more, and I’ve subtly been trying to let him know that I wanted him to take our relationship to the next level and by the way he dragged me across the school parking lot and buckled me into his truck. I am sure that he has gotten the message loud and clear and he was sending me one of his own.

He turned his truck in the opposite direction of my dorm and I held up my hand and went open my mouth to tell him I had to pick up my bag I packed for the weekend, but his head snapped in my direction and the intensity of his glare had me snapping my jaw closed and my dick swelling to its fullest capacity.

I continued to keep my mouth shut as we flashed by the restaurant we had discussed about having dinner at this evening, and I could feel my entrance literally twitching with anticipation. It seems Hudson’s mind was set on one thing and who was I to interrupt his train of thought. I wanted him more than I wanted anything at the moment, not even my studies could have gotten in the way of me giving myself to this man as soon as I possibly can.

The front tires of his huge truck had barely touched the curb in front of his apartment building when he threw the vehicle into park, switched off the ignition, and hopped out of the quad cab. I watched with wide eyes as he stomped around the hood of his truck and approached the passenger side. The next thing I knew I was being held in a fireman’s carry, but I had the perfect view of his ass as he marched me all the way up the stairs and into what I assumed was his apartment.

I had no time to look around and take in the ambiance of his personal space, because he stepped inside and kicked the door shut. I heard the click of a lock before he toed off his sneakers and carried me through the space and into another room. Thank god I was wearing my contacts instead of my glasses because my personal caveman flipped me upright and placed me on my feet. I had to grab his shoulders until my equilibrium caught up with me and I could stand up by myself.

Hudson gave me no time to assimilate myself at all, the big man crowded into my personal space until I began backing up step by step until the back of knees hit his bed and he stopped right on the verge of pushing me down onto the plush comforter.

“If you don’t want this, and if you’re unsure about going all the way with me, tell me now. Otherwise know and trust that I am going to fuck you. I want to be buried to hilt inside of you in the next few minutes, but I know that I can’t rush you. You deserve to be made love to, and baby I’m going to love you like no other.” The man sinfully whispered into my ear and the only thing that left my mouth was a weak little whimper.

My shaft dumped out another load of precum into my shorts and the next thing I knew my greedy hands went to his jacket and I pushed it off his wide shoulders. “I want you to do just that…Make me yours.” I whispered a second before his lips crashed against mine.

The naked desire and the heat flowing from Hudson’s kiss ignited that slow burning fire inside of me and it flared into a raging inferno. I became almost desperate as I clawed at his clothes. Piece by piece in a fumble of hands, hot wet kisses, and panting breaths flew everywhere as we managed to strip each other naked. It wasn’t until I felt myself falling backwards and the heated flesh of my back met the cool covers of his bed, did the red haze of lust clear from my mind long enough for me to take in the view in front of me, and good lord, my eyes didn’t know where to look first. So I took the scenic route.

Hudson stood before me in all his glorious nakedness, my fingers had turned his shoulder length waves into a riot of curls flying all over his head, but the disarray did nothing to diminish his sexiness. His skin gleamed under the light and his tatts seemed to be shimmering on the surface of his skin. It seems like the scripts and the patterns where moving. His thick three dimensional rosary etched across his massive pecs shifted with each heavy breath that he took and oh my fuck…His shaft was long and fat, it was very impressive in size but it wasn’t what he was blessed with that had my hole clenching tight. My man had several piercings along the length of his thick rod and one running right through the wide bulbous head.

I sat up so fast I was dizzy, but I impatiently shook it off and stared slack jawed and the mammoth man meat in front of me with the gleaming silver jewelry accenting the massive tool. I didn’t know whether to be afraid or extremely curious about how those silver little balls would feel gliding in and out the most private of place on my body.

It was almost as if I was in a trance when I reached out and ran a tentative finger down the length of his shaft, tracing the path of the six piercings that went right through the thick flesh of his member, the most I have heard about these types of piercing was that they usually went through the skin, but my man was bad ass, he had them going right through the meat.

His rod twitched under my seeking fingers and I watched a perfect pearl of precum ooze from the wide purplish head and before I knew what I was doing, I was lapping at the head of his cock like it was a lollipop and I was sugar starved kid. Hudson tasted salty yet sweet and I couldn’t get enough. I wrapped my lips the best I could around the wide tip and sucked him into my mouth desperate for more of his fluids. I reveled in the weight of him on my tongue and the clean but musky scent of his groin drugged me even more.

Hudson hands went to either side of my head and I heard him hiss as his hips punched forward and his shaft slipped a little further into my mouth and I did my best to relax the back of my throat and take as much of him as I could.

“Fuck, that’s it baby, take what’s yours. Your mouth feels fucking perfect.” He groaned as he continued to roll his hips and fuck my face.

I found his PA with the tip of my tongue and I flicked it and used my teeth to pull and push on the nubs as I intermittently sucked on the tip. I fully enjoyed worshiping his piercings, and from his moans and the grinding of his hips against my face, he was thoroughly enjoying my efforts.

I almost cried out when Hudson pulled away and his member slipped out of my mouth with a loud pop. “Take it easy baby, I don’t want to come in your mouth.” He said as he leaned forward and eased his big body over mine until I was lying prone in his bed with his big body pressing me into the firm mattress.

We were skin to skin from shoulder to hip, his shaft aligned itself right to next to mine and the silver balls felt even hotter against my turgid flesh. Hudson’s lips captured mine and his big hands slid down my arms until they reached my wrists. He swiped his tongue across my bottom lip over and over until I opened for him and the appendage swooped into my mouth and twirled teasingly around my tongue as he brought my arms over my head and held them there.

Who told me to spread my legs wider? But as his tongue chased my tongue until he caught it and began to suck it into his warm wet mouth. I opened my legs wider and Hudson’s pelvis slid further into the space I created. His shaft slipped and he eased back until the fat wet head glided over my taint and punched in between my butt cheeks. The head nudged my entrance while those mind numbing nubs along his length created a friction so deliciously erotic that my balls drew up tight against my body and I began to tremble with the need to come.

I pulled my mouth away and I panted for air mumbling and pleading in between laboring breaths, incoherently begging him for him to sink himself into me. I began to rock my pelvis back and forth with my greedy hole trying to capture the fat head of his member and pull him inside my chute, but he dodged my attempts and I almost screamed in frustration.

Hudson pinned both my wrists over my head with one hand. “Look at me.” He demanded and my eyes flew up to his and the man pinned me in place not just with his body, but with his heated gaze as well.

“I’m going to give you what you need baby. I’m yours, you came into my life and brought nothing but sunshine and happiness with you. I love you more than I can ever describe in words, and from this point on I put my heart in your hands.”

My eyes decided to overflow at this point, tears of joy ran down the side of my temples and disappeared in my hair, everything in me just melted. I tried to open my mouth to tell him that I loved him too but he had captured my lips in another toe curling kiss. I felt him stretching over me and I heard a drawer open and close before there was a click of a bottle cap or something.

Hudson released my mouth with one last lascivious lick to my kiss swollen bottom lip. He leaned up and I saw him rubbing his hands together before they went to my groin. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he used his muscular thighs to spread my legs even further apart, and one his slippery hands went underneath me and his coated fingers glided into the crease between my butt cheeks.

I nearly jumped off the bed when the tip of one digit pressed against the spasming outer ring of my entrance. The other hand went to my groin and those thick fingers wrapped around my shaft and gave me one delicious pull from root to tip. I keened long and loud and my arched up off the bed with the overwhelming sensations he was literally pulling out of my body.

Hudson…

Watching Kian’s mouth watering reactions to my ministrations was enough to make me want to blow my load all over his creamy parted thighs. He was a vision writhing all over my sheets in pleasure. His slender body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat making his skin glisten under the dim lights in the most mind blowing way.

The muscles of his abdomen clenched and unclenched when he rocked his hips, humping his shaft in my tightly curled fist. Kian’s pretty pink lips were moist and kiss swollen. They were slightly parted as his breath puffed out of his mouth, and the needy little noises he was making made the whole package of eroticism that he presented even more enticing and it had my cock weeping in between his clenching butt cheeks.

My plan had been to take my time in loving on him, it had called for doing all kinds of delicious things to his body. I wanted to take his length into my mouth and have him experience me sucking the very essence of him out of the mushroomed cap of his shaft. It wasn’t going to happen. Those plans were shot to hell. I wasn’t going to able to last through this delicious form of torture. I wanted our first orgasms to happen with me buried as deep inside him as I could possibly get.

We have all weekend to for him to experience all the delights I want to bring to him. I needed him now. I needed to take the edge off these intense bundle of emotions roiling through my gut. My inner beast needed to be satisfied on claiming this beautiful boy is ours.

I applied more pressure on the wrinkled rosette of his entrance. I felt the hot skin around the protective ring quiver against my finger tip before it relaxed and began sucking greedily on the questing digit. It was like it was pulling it into the searing heat of his channel on its own, and I had to clench my fucking teeth and breathe heavily through my nose. I had to will my dick not to explode all over the place. I kept pressing into the striated star and all of a sudden my slicked up finger slipped knuckle deep into his silky passage and his walls rippled along the length of my finger.

Kian threw his head back exposing his delicate throat and opened his mouth and keened a piercing scream. He spread his legs wider and I leaned down and swiped my tongue over his one of his puckered nipples. I drew the little pink nub into my mouth and sucked hard on it, and then I flicked it with the tip my tongue.

“So god damn sweet.” I mumbled against his skin. I continued to lick and nibble my way across his chest towards his other nipple. I hoped I was overwhelming him with my methods of stimulation I was using to keep his mind off the second finger getting ready to enter him. I slowly worked it into his tighter than hell channel. I heard Kian hiss as I penetrated that luscious ass and scissor my fingers as I prepped him to take my rod.

Sweat dripped down my back and my body shuddered with the effort to hold out on pulling my fingers free and ramming my cock into place, but again slow and steady is what my baby needed. I licked my way up his throat and he tasted so damn good. It was like he was a living breathing form of aphrodisiac to me. With each swipe of my tongue, every brush of skin against mine, and every breath that hitched and then shuttered out of him, just ensured to entice me even more than I was already.

I bit down on the muscle between his shoulder and his neck while slipping a third finger into his body. Kian’s channel clenched down so tight, I wasn’t able to move my fingers at all. I pulled up and looked down into Kian’s pinched face. His eyes were closed and he had his bottom lip clenched tightly in between his teeth.

“Shh baby, breathe my love and look at me.” I whispered and I increased my efforts in pumping his long slender shaft in my hand. I squeezed him a little tighter as I rubbed him off until he started rocking his hips again. Kian’s clamped channel eased a bit around my digits and I slowly started pushing my fingers in and out of his chute. Kian wiggled his ass in delight.

I smiled encouragingly at him as those gorgeous eyes burned like molten milk chocolate. “That’s right beautiful, you’re so stunning, fucking perfect baby. Feel me getting this tight ass to take my cock. Hush baby, let me make you feel good. Relax and let me love you.” I purred and my chest swelled with pride and my little love nodded his head and kept his gaze focused on mine.

I was so glad that we had made the conscious decision to go to the student clinic and got our STI testing done. I had no doubts about Kian at all, and I was safe each and every time I had sex so I wasn’t worried about my results either, so it was no surprise when both our results had come back clean. It had been so cute to watch Kian blush adorably through our discussion and making the decision that we were going to be in a committed relationship. I wouldn’t have it any other way and when his face went thermonuclear at the mention of the word bareback, I had wanted to take him right there in the front seat of my truck.

I gently eased my fingers out of his ass, and I was giddy as hell to finally be in the position I have been dreaming about for weeks and even the months before I even approached him. My hands shook as I aligned the wet bulbous head of my drenched cock at his prepped hole. I was still kneeling in between his parted thighs and I had of his one legs over my shoulder and I was holding his other thigh with my other hand. I gently rolled my hips and pushed against on his sphincter until the cap of my dick slid right into his heated chute.

“Sweet Jesus!” I groaned as I restrained myself, trying not to just thrust the rest of the way into him. I had to stop completely, my chin dropped to my chest, and I closed my eyes and took a deep steadying breath. Every muscle in my body was screaming for me to continue, to ram myself to the hilt, but I denied myself the pleasure. I refused to hurt my little angel. I wanted to make his first time magical.

I felt his two little hands glide up my straining arms and up to my neck. He petted me and I opened my eyes to look down into his hooded eyes.

“Baby, it’s alright, you didn’t have to stop. You feel so good.” He whispered and the little heathen tempted his fate by shifting and rolling his hips inviting me to get this show on the road. I almost swallowed my tongue as my shaft sank another inch or so into bliss. “Oh god Hudson…I can feel your studs.” He exhaled and I smiled and I slowly began rocking into him, pushing inch by inch until the hairs of my groin brushed his delectable ass.

“Fuck yes.” I hissed as his chute rippled and milked me for all I was worth. I looked down at Kian and the ecstasy on his face made me feel this primitive jolt of satisfaction that I was the one to put that look on his face.

“Hud..Hudson, oh god, move, please move.” Kian’s fingers dug into my shoulder and he began rolling his hips, rocking himself on my throbbing shaft buried deep inside of him.

My hand slid up his leg and I placed his ankle on my shoulder like his other leg and braced myself on both hands. I eased out of him until only the head remained just inside his stretched rim. Sweat now poured off my skin in rivulets. My hips snapped forward and I plunged all the way back inside of him. Kian screamed but at this point I was lost.

I pounded into him, my body was on fire and it just kept getting hotter and hotter. Kian was practically bent in half and he still managed to match me thrust for thrust. I continued to plunge in and out of him like my hips were a machine. My baby mewled and whimpered the whole time. He muttered words that I had no hope of understanding as my blood rushed through my ears. The feel of his tight hot walls gripping me so beautifully had my lust addled brain short circuiting, my balls drew up almost impossibly tight, and my very nerve ending was on high alert.

“Hell yeah, Hudson…Agh.” Kian huffed into my ear as I wrapped my arms around his waist and continued to fuck into him, I felt like my life depended on it. The scent of our sex, the feel of his skin sliding against mine, and the sound of my balls slapping against his butt cheeks put me in sensory overload.

I growled like an animal, wrapped my arms around his back, and picked him up still impaled on my cock. Kian flung his arms around my neck and wrapped his legs around my waist and frantically rolled his hips riding me like a professional jockey. I let go of his waist, leaned back on my arms and let my baby take the helm.

“That’s it baby, own it. Fucking ride me,” I grunted and Kian took my words to heart.

His hands snaked into my hair and he fisted two handfuls of my curls and held on tight as he rocked his pelvis against mine. He grinded himself on my cock and the sweat slick skin between our bodies had his shaft gliding against the ridges of my abdomen. My balls churned at the sight of Kian’s flushed face gripped in the throes of passion had my jaws clenched tight.

My fists gripped the sheets and my hips punched up into Kian as he bounced up and down on my rod, he impaled himself over and over. “Oh god, Hudson, oh god, oh god… OH MY GAWD!” He threw his head back and screamed.

Kian slammed himself down so hard on my cock, my arms almost buckled and I had to grab hold of him before we tumbled off the bed. I could feel his passage flutter and then clamp down almost painfully hard on my shaft. He was close and I wanted to follow him over the edge. I flipped him back onto the bed and began pounding away into his toe curling tightness. My release was right there, it was building into a devastating ball of energy that was getting ready to blow me away.

My eyes were clenched tight until I felt Kian’s hands on my cheeks. I looked down at him and he gave the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. “Come for me.” He whispered and that’s when I realized that he had already spurted his load all over our stomachs. I was so caught up on the intensity of my own emotions I didn’t even notice, but I had no time to reprimand myself for not paying attention when my own release barreled through my body like a force of nature. A tornado intent on complete destruction.

“Yes…..Fuck yes. Damn sweetness, I. Love. You.” I groaned as the last jolts of my orgasm ripped through my the frayed edges of my consciousness. My chest heaved and Kian still held on tight while my body jerked with the bone melting aftershocks.

He went limp underneath me and I settled my weight on my elbows, my cock still buried in his wet warmth. I was proud to feel my cum deep inside of him where I put it. I brushed his sweat soaked hair out of his tired but beautiful face. He smiled up at me so sweetly that I couldn’t help but to return it. He looked so pleased with himself and my chest swelled with another wave of pride.

“I love you too.” Kian whispered while looking up into my eyes and I leaned down to capture his soft pink lips in a gentle kiss. He was finally mine, and I’m going to cherish him for as long as he will have me.

The End