Monday came too fast for Zach. The following week seemed to fly past, too. Supervising and working on both brownstones was a handful, but at least it kept him too busy to worry about Jason.
At least, until the guy showed up to check in on their progress on occasion.
He’d tried to get Jason alone in order to follow Golden’s advice, but there hadn’t been the right moment. Every single time he’d tried to get a second apart from the crew, a phone had rung, or someone had needed something from one of them.
By the time Friday rolled around, he was exhausted.
After he sent his guys home, he walked both sites again, gauging their work and seeing if there were any issues to address the following day. When he was done, he walked out of the second brownstone and saw Jason waiting for him.
“Are we on schedule?”
“A little ahead,” he said before rapping his fits on his head. “Knock on wood.”
Jason appeared to almost smile, but it was gone so fast that Zach couldn’t be sure he’d imagined it. Looking around him, he realized he was finally getting the moment he’d been wanting all week.
“I’m sorry.”
Jason’s head lifted, and the man met his stare. “You’ve already said that.”
“I’ll keep saying it until you listen to me.”
Jason’s glare softened a little, or was he imagining that, too?
He took two of the steps down the stoop. “I’m sorry. So incredibly sorry for hurting you.”
Jason shrugged. “I don’t want to be with someone who wants to be with my brother.”
“I don’t want to be with your brother.”
Jason sighed and looked at him, and Zach knew there was no denying the hunger he saw there.
“I had a crush on your brother. I did. But Jax never looked at me like you do. Like you still do… right now. You made me feel wanted. You made me want. Not him. You.”
“You had a crush on my brother?”
“Had. Past tense.” The thought of Jax touching him now… it felt wrong. He wanted Jason and only Jason.
Jason took a step closer to him. “You know what happens to someone when they break rules, right?”
Zach frowned. “What?”
“They’re punished.”
Zach saw the lust darkening in Jason’s eyes. He swallowed, his body tensing with need. “Punished?”
“Bound. Paddled.” He paused and took another step closer. “Disciplined.”
Zach felt a tremor race up his back, and his cock began to thicken. “And how would I know the one doing the disciplining wouldn’t take his revenge? Embarrass me… or hurt me?”
Jason held his gaze. “I don’t want revenge. All I want is to hear you screaming my name. Over and over again.”
He felt his body tense even more… his heart pound in his chest.
“I don’t want to hurt you. No more than you want it to hurt,” Jason added.
Zach could barely breathe. “And if I submit to this… punishment?”
Jason smiled slightly. “You’re mine for the weekend. After we’re done… we see where things go.”
Zach nodded. “Okay.”
Jason held out a hand. Zach didn’t hesitate to take it.
* * * *
Jason led Zach into his house and shut them inside. He looked up Zach’s body, unsure where he wanted to start. Jason struggled with the raging hard-on. He’d expected it to be difficult to hold back—and had worn a cockring just in case—but he was still ready to burst and they were both still fully clothed.
He needed to slow things down a bit. “Hungry?”
“I don’t know that I can eat at the moment,” Zach said, his voice low.
“Dinner would do us good,” Jason said. “But we both need a shower. You can go first. Upstairs, turn left. Third door on the left is the bathroom.”
Zach looked down at his clothes. His stuff was dirty and sweaty. “I don’t have a change of clothes with me.”
“You can borrow something of mine,” Jason said.
“You’re bigger than me.”
“It’ll be fine,” Jason said, knowing his control was ready to break. “Go shower.”
Zach did as instructed, thankfully. He climbed the stairs, giving Jason a moment to calm his nerves. In his present state, he wanted to push Zach against a wall and fuck the man’s brains out. It was too soon for that…
But then…
A smile crossed his face as an idea came to him. He kicked off his work boots before going to the bottom of the stairs. Waiting a few minutes, he listened for the shower to go on. As soon as he heard the water, he climbed the stairs, peeling off his shirt as he went.
Jason’s body tensed as visions of Zach naked under the spray came to him. He imagined touching every inch of the man and learning all the right spots to lick and nuzzle. Not tonight, though. This weekend was his punishment… not rewards.
He kicked off everything else in the hallway outside the door, leaving clothes strewn on the floor as he went. By the time he reached for the handle, he was naked. And hard as stone.
Jason entered the bathroom and saw Zach in the glass enclosure, his face turned toward the spray. He opened the door and a gust of warm, humid air crossed his sweaty body. “When I remodeled this bathroom, I made sure it was big enough for two.”
Zach turned to look at him midway through his comment.
“I’d like to test the theory,” Jason added before climbing in and closing the glass door behind him.
Zach backed away, almost appearing afraid to touch him. Jason pressed a few buttons on the control panel in the shower and got the wall jets going and the water washed all over them.
Zach groaned, his eyes closing.
“Feel good, hmm?”
Zach met his stare and nodded, but stayed silent.
“You know what else feels good?” Jason asked in a near whisper.
“What?” Zach asked.
“A blow job. I recall that hot mouth of yours working wonders.” He gripped the base of his cock and stroked the hard length. “On your knees.”
Zach hesitated a moment before kneeling before him. He slapped the side of Zach’s face with his shaft before pressing it against the man’s lips. His lover opened for him, taking in about half of him. Jason grabbed the back of Zach’s head and slid a few more inches in.
Jason rolled his hips, pulling out before sliding his cock back into the warm heaven of Zach’s mouth. The man suckled him, sliding his tongue along the length as he slurped on it with his lips. Soon, Zach was feasting on his cock, meeting each thrust of Jason’s hips.
Zach began to moan around the shaft. Jason slid his fingers through Zach’s blond locks and gripped them tight before feeding more of his cock into the man’s mouth. Jason looked down and met his stare. The blue orbs glittered with excitement. Watching his cock disappear into that hot little mouth was more than he could stand.
As soon as Zach began to knead his balls, he lost it. He came with a roar of pleasure, his seed shooting the back of Zach’s throat. Jason felt the orgasm tear through him. He reached out to steady himself, the cold tile under his palms helping to ground him. His whole body trembled, and his knees threatened to go out from under him.
As soon as the moment passed, he looked down to see Zach still kneeling at his feet. The water sluiced over his naked body and it was a beautiful sight.
He wanted to share the sensation and taste Zach once more… but this was punishment. Zach needed to earn his rewards.
Once Jason was sure he could speak, he grabbed the body wash and his washcloth. After loading it with soap, he started washing his body. “Have you finished washing up?”
Zach rose to his feet and Jason saw his hard cock jutting before him, untouched. “No. Not quite,” he said.
Jason squirted some shampoo into his hand and then scrubbed his scalp. “Hurry up. I’m hungry.”
Zach nodded and looked away, grabbing the other washcloth.
Once Jason had rinsed himself off, he opened the door to get away from Zach before he succumbed to the need to draw the guy in close and forget all about punishments and rewards.
“Is this the way it’s going to be? You using me all weekend until you feel better?”
Jason turned to face Zach. “That’s not what this is,” he said.
“What is it, then?”
Jason did what he’d wanted to moments before. He dragged Zach close and kissed the man, tasting the remnants of his own seed on the man’s lips. When he drew back seconds later, he looked down into Zach’s eyes.
“This is about me making you want me to fuck you so badly that you beg me for it,” he said, cupping Zach’s cheek. “I want you so delirious with need that once I finally do let you come that you forget your own name.”
Zach shuddered against him.
“You’re being punished,” Jason said. “So the reward’s that much sweeter when you finally earn it.”
Zach met his stare. “Okay. I’ll trust you.”
Jason sensed the vulnerability of the man he held, and it brought out his protective instinct. He caressed Zach’s cheek with his palm. “While you’re earning your reward, I’ll be earning more of that trust.”
Zach relaxed slightly against him, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He gripped the base of Zach’s shaft and began to stroke, all while capturing the man’s mouth. Jason groaned as Zach moved his hips, fucking his fist.
Another idea formed as he stroked Zach’s cock… one that nearly had him hard again. He’d give Zach a little reward… just so he could amp up the punishment.
It didn’t take long for Zach to come. He cried out against Jason’s hungry lips, his seed shooting and hitting the wall. When he came down from his high, his body sagged against Jason for a moment.
Jason held tight, loving the feeling of being the guy’s rock.
“Hurry up,” Jason said, trying to back away from getting too close, too soon. “I’m famished. That orgasm left me hungry.”
Zach chuckled and backed away.
“Once you’re done, wrap up in a towel and come down to the kitchen.”
“The kitchen?”
Jason nodded. “The kitchen.” A smile crossed his handsome lips before he left the shower. “Oh, and pee before you come down.”