CHAPTER TEN
When they were seated in Jack’s car, Jack said, “Do you still want to go to the cabin? No pressure. We can schedule another time.”
“I want to go right now, Sir.” Luke ran his teeth over his bottom lip in the way he now knew drove Jack wild. He never should’ve admitted that.
“Okay, but you’ve got to stop being so distracting.”
Luke gave him that far too innocent look through his lashes. “Yes, Sir.”
Jack glared at him, and he just laughed.
Once they passed the historic covered bridge the town was named for, Jack turned onto the highway that would take them to the cabin. He wouldn’t have to worry about missing a turn for a while, so he decided to broach a subject he’d deliberately steered clear of. “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me, but what do you think will happen if your family finds out about us?”
Luke made a sound of protest, and Jack held up a hand. “I intend to keep things secret, but we are taking a risk, especially if we go out in public again.”
“If I move out and go to school, Mama will be hurt, but if she knew about us, I don’t know what it would do to her.”
“Your family was one of the first ones to show support for Cal when he came out.”
“Yeah, but this—” He gestured between the two of them.
“Our age difference?”
“Yeah and the…other stuff.”
“Coming out about being gay is one thing. The kink is a whole different story. You should be able to love openly, but what you do in the bedroom with your lover is completely personal. There’s no reason for anyone but your partners to know what gets you off.”
“Why aren’t you out?”
Was Luke taking lessons on deflecting questions? “Because I’m a coward.”
“No, you’re not. I’m sure you have a good reason.”
“It’s partly because I’m bi. This might sound ridiculous, but I don’t want to listen to people wondering why I wouldn’t just stick to women since that’s ‘easier’ or giving me that knowing look and asking why I can’t just admit I’m gay. I even had one guy warn Lauren, a woman I dated years ago, that I’d ultimately leave her for a man. The other reason is that I haven’t dated a man since I moved back to Ames Bridge, so there hasn’t been any reason to push it.”
Luke nodded. “I get that. Obviously, I haven’t had anyone to go out with, but that’s partly because I was scared to try.”
“You found the courage a few weeks ago,” Jack said as he pulled into the driveway of his cabin.
Luke smiled. “Yeah, I did, and I’m very glad.” His hand drifted down to his cock, which was pressed against his jeans. “Extremely glad.”
“Hands off, boy. I thought I told you to stop being distracting.”
Luke stifled a laugh. “You did.”
“Don’t touch yourself unless I tell you to.”
Luke laid his hands on his thighs. “Yes, Sir. I’ll be a good boy.”
“Damn right you will be.”
***
Several minutes later, Luke and Jack stood in the main room of the cabin, watching each other. The air was heavy with need and longing.
“Jack?” He was scared to speak above a whisper in the stillness, as if just the sound of his voice could break the spell that held them together.
“Yes?”
Luke had to take a slow breath before he answered. “I want to kiss you.”
“Then do it.”
He closed the distance between them, reached up, and cupped the back of Jack’s head so he could pull him down until their lips met.
The kiss was tentative at first. He could feel Jack holding himself back so Luke could do as he pleased. He licked and nibbled Jack’s lips, urging him to open. When Jack did, Luke slid his tongue along Jack’s and was rewarded with a gasp. Jack tightened his hold on Luke’s arms and shifted the kiss from exploration to hot demand.
Luke dragged his lips along Jack’s jaw and down his throat. “I want to kiss you everywhere. I want…”
“Me too,” Jack said, but he pulled back. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Luke grabbed Jack’s arm as he started to turn away. “I liked that. A lot. I love submitting to you, but I…”
“Tell me,” Jack insisted.
“I want more of this too, and if you don’t…”
“Are you sure it’s me you want?” Jack asked. “My offer still stands for me to help you find someone who…” Jack’s words faded.
Luke tried to read what he saw in Jack’s eyes—pain? Need? “Are you saying you don’t want—”
“No. I want to kiss you, touch you, fuck you. I want everything with you, but I don’t want you to feel like you don’t have options.”
“You’ve given me more options that anyone else in my life. You’re the man I want.”
This time, Jack initiated the kiss. He cupped Luke’s face in both hands and took complete possession of his mouth. Luke opened for him, using his hands on Jack’s hips to pull him closer as he sucked on Luke’s lower lip, making him whimper.
When Jack ended the kiss, they were both breathing raggedly. Jack laid his hands on Luke’s shoulders and pressed down. “On your knees.”
Holy shit. He was finally going to get a taste of Jack’s cock. What if he wasn’t any good? He didn’t want to be a disappointment.
“Now.”
He sank to the floor and then gazed up at Jack.
“I’ve got some serious plans for your ass, and I don’t want to rush them, so you’re going to take the edge off for me.”
“Yes, Sir.” Please let the practice with dildos have helped.
“Take my cock out, and use your mouth and hands to pleasure me. I’ll keep my hands behind me so you can stop anytime.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Get started.”
His commanding tone made Luke shudder as he reached for the fastenings of Jack’s pants. It took him a few tries to get the button undone with his shaky hands. Finally, he eased down the zipper and pulled Jack’s thick cock through the slit in his boxers.
He slid his hand up and down Jack’s shaft and was rewarded with a groan. “Keep going, boy.”
Luke could see heat in Jack’s eyes, and it made him smile. He angled Jack’s cock toward his mouth and lapped at the slit.
“Fuck!” Jack cried.
Luke loved knowing he had that much effect on Jack. He took a few inches into his mouth, sucking gently. Jack’s cock felt amazing, so much better than the dildos he’d practiced on.
“More. Get serious, dammit.”
Luke glanced up and grinned at Jack as he took his cock deeper.
Jack sucked in his breath. “Goddamn, that feels good.”
Jack’s intense reactions were going to do him in. He pulled back and ran his tongue along the length of Jack’s shaft. Then he took him in again. This time, he kept pressing forward, swallowing him down to the root. It had taken a lot of practice to learn that trick, but he’d been very determined.
“Fuck!” Jack shouted. Luke could tell he was struggling to restrain himself. He pulled back and gulped in air.
“Look at me, boy.”
When he tilted his head so he could meet Jack’s eyes, he couldn’t keep a self-satisfied grin off his face.
“How the hell did you do that?”
“Talent.”
Jack narrowed his eyes. “You are asking for me to go hard on your ass with that sassy mouth.”
Luke nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
Jack growled. “I want to hold on to you.”
“Mmm, I’d like that, Sir.”
“Since your mouth will be full.”
“Very full, Sir.”
Jack raised his brows, but Luke couldn’t even pretend to be contrite.
“Tap my thigh twice if you want me to stop.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Now open up.”
Luke dropped his mouth open and stuck out his tongue. It was all he could do not to touch his own cock as Jack thrust into his mouth. Luke was hard as steel, but he was sure Jack planned to make him wait a long time to come.
Jack held the sides of Luke’s head as he worked his cock in and out. It felt even better than Luke had imagined. The force of Jack’s thrusts surprised him a few times, and he had to remind himself to just relax. Jack’s cock was leaking precome, and Luke groaned as salty drops ran down his throat.
He wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay still, but then Jack stopped, letting the head of his cock rest against Luke’s lower lip.
“I’m close. Tell me now if—”
No way in hell was he stopping now. He’d fantasized about this for ages. He shook his head and then moaned around Jack’s cock when Jack tightened his grip on Luke’s hair.
Jack thrust into his mouth a few more times, and his cock spurted with the warm, salty rush of orgasm.
Luke swallowed frantically, and Jack stared down at him, openmouthed. Luke knew he was a mess. Come was running down his chin. His lips felt swollen, and his hair was likely sticking up in sweaty spikes.
“You’re fucking gorgeous like that,” Jack said as if he’d read Luke’s mind.
Luke wiped at his mouth. “Thank you, Sir.”
Jack tucked himself back into his pants and said, “Stand up and kiss me.”
Luke tried, but he wobbled when he attempted to get his feet under him, so Jack had to help.
“Come on.” He started moving them toward the bedroom. “I want you naked in my bed as fast as I can get you there.”
Luke felt drunk on need and pleasure. It seemed too good to be real, but he really hoped this wasn’t a dream. If he woke from this to find himself lying in his little apartment in a puddle of drying come, he was going to lose his mind.
***
As they walked to the bedroom, Jack tried to hide the fact that he was nearly as unsteady as Luke. Who would’ve guessed Luke had taught himself to deep throat? When he said he’d played around with dildos, that was not what Jack had imagined, but he must have practiced. Jack refused to believe anyone could be that good naturally; he sure as hell hadn’t been.
Not even the most highly trained sub he’d been with could leave him so off-balance just from sucking his cock. When Luke got a little more experience, he was going to be seriously dangerous. He cleared his throat and reminded himself that he was in charge and Luke needed instructions.
“Take your clothes off, and put them on the blue chair.”
Luke did as he was told. Jack didn’t think he’d ever get tired of seeing him reveal that muscular chest, chiseled by farm work, and no less sexy for the scars that were a sign of Luke’s strength. His cock sprang free when he pushed his pants down, like it was begging to be touched.
When Luke was completely naked, Jack pulled his own shirt off, but he left his pants on. He needed some kind of barrier between Luke and his dick if he was going to draw this out.
“Lie down on your back, and stretch your arms up. I’m going to cuff your wrists and connect them to a chain so you’ll be able to turn over whenever I wish.”
Luke shivered, but his eyes were dark with desire. “Yes, Sir.”
Jack was mesmerized by the play of muscles in Luke’s back as he walked to the bed. Only after Luke had stretched out did Jack turn and unlock the top drawer of his dresser where he kept some basic supplies and a few toys.
“Do you remember your safeword?” he asked as he placed the things he needed on the nightstand.
Luke nodded.
“Use it anytime you need to. These cuffs shouldn’t hurt, so I want you to tell me if they do.”
He snapped one around each of Luke’s wrists.
“How’s that?”
Luke tugged on the cuffs, and his eyes widened. “I like it.”
Jack raised his brows.
“I like it, Sir.”
“Better.” Jack laid his hands on Luke’s shoulders and leaned down, bringing his lips close to Luke’s. He hovered there for several seconds. Luke’s breathing quickened, and his hips shifted.
“Needy?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Jack chuckled as he moved in closer. He ran his tongue along the seam of Luke’s lips, and Luke opened for him.
He kissed him fully then, licking at his mouth, sucking on his lip until Luke writhed under him, tugging on the cuffs and working his hips.
When Jack sat back, he slapped Luke’s thigh, hard enough to get his attention, but not to really hurt.
“Don’t move.”
“But I want…”
Jack glared at him, and his eyes widened as he realized what he’d done.
“This is about what I want. You’re here to serve me, and I want you to stay still while I play with you.”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
That quake in his voice had Jack’s cock coming back to life. He ran the backs of his fingers down Luke’s chest. “Be a good boy, and you’ll get what you need.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to make your ass sore as hell, and then I’ll bury my cock in it.”
Luke swallowed hard. “You will? Sir?”
Jack nodded. “I’m going to fuck you until you scream, because that’s what I want.”
He wanted it so desperately, he didn’t know if he could wait.
“I…”
“Tell me, boy.”
“I want that too.”
“Good.” He slapped Luke’s other thigh, making him gasp. “But what I want right now is for you to be quiet and still.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Jack flicked his tongue over Luke’s nipples. Luke whimpered softly, but Jack didn’t bother to correct that small sound. He couldn’t expect perfection when Luke wasn’t used to his demands. He pinched Luke’s other nipple and then drew it into his mouth. Luke’s hips moved slightly. Jack responded by sucking harder until Luke yelped and jerked at the cuffs.
“Stay still,” Jack ordered.
“Yes, Sir.”
Jack ran his hands over Luke’s torso, enjoying the feel of firm muscles. He pointedly ignored Luke’s cock, but when he skimmed his fingers over Luke’s balls, Luke whimpered again. This time Jack glared at him.
“You’d better obey if you want to be fucked.”
Luke appeared horrified at the idea of being denied. “Please, I’m sorry, Sir.”
Jack loved knowing how badly Luke wanted him, but if Luke thought he was horny now, he wouldn’t know what to do by the time Jack finished spanking him.
“Spread your legs,” Jack ordered.
Luke did, and color rose in his face.
“You okay?” Jack caressed his thigh.
“Yes, Sir.”
Luke watched him intently as he settled between his legs and popped the top on the lube.
“Mmm, I can’t wait to see how tight your ass is.”
Luke ran his teeth over his lower lip. Goddamn, why was that so sexy?
Jack teased a lubed finger along Luke’s crack, still not touching his cock. When he circled Luke’s hole, Luke jerked, pulling away slightly.
Jack looked up wanting to make sure Luke wasn’t distressed.
“It’s cold, Sir.”
“It won’t be for long.” He pushed in with one finger, and Luke’s ass clamped down on him. “Relax and let me in, boy.”
Luke exhaled, and Jack laid a hand on his chest. “Push my hand up.”
Luke did.
“Good. Now make it drop.”
Luke followed his instructions breathing in and out slowly as Jack pushed in deeper. The added stretch made Luke moan, but he didn’t tense up much. God, he was fucking tight.
“Can you be a good boy and take more?”
Luke nodded frantically. “Yes, Sir.”
Jack added a second finger, working them in slowly, then curling them to brush Luke’s sweet spot.
Luke’s hips shot off the bed, and Jack smacked his thigh.
“I told you to hold still, boy.”
“I… Oh my God. Please.”
“Luke.”
Luke’s eyes widened. “Sorry, Sir. Forgive me, Sir.”
Jack smiled. He wanted to keep playing the stern Dom, but seeing Luke’s honest reaction did something unexpected to him. Luke was so… “Refreshing” didn’t do him justice, but Jack didn’t know what other word to use.
“We’ll try this again.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He worked his finger in and out. Luke kept his jaw clamped shut, and Jack was sure he was grinding his teeth. His thighs were hard as rocks. When Jack brushed his prostate again, he lost it, arching up and crying out and pulling the chain taut as he tried to get his hands free.
Jack pulled his fingers out and smacked Luke’s ass hard.
Luke moaned.
“You like that?”
“Y-yes, Sir?”
He sounded uncertain. Was he unsure, or was he trying to figure out what Jack wanted to hear? “I want an honest answer.”
“I like it, Sir.”
“Then if you want more, you’ll have to learn to obey.”
“I can do it, Sir. Please, give me one more chance.”
“One more.”
He pushed in again, working Luke with agonizingly slow strokes. Then once more, he found Luke’s prostate.
Luke whimpered, but he didn’t move.
Jack pulled out quickly, not wanting to push him further. “I’m proud of you, boy.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Jack cleaned off his fingers and then uncuffed Luke. “Come lay over my lap.”
Luke’s breathing was shallow and his eyes glazed as he took Jack’s hand and moved off the bed. Jack sat on an ottoman that was the perfect height for an over-the-lap spanking, and Luke got into position, needing no further instruction.
“That’s good, boy. I’m going to redden your ass. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, Sir!”
Fuck, he sounded eager. “I’m going to hold you tight. You can squirm. You can make any amount of noise you want. But if you’re moving so much I think one of us could get hurt, I will stop. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He gave Luke’s ass some easy taps to warm him up, then a few light strokes to make sure Luke was going to be able to enjoy it this time. Luke showed no sign of distress—in fact, he kept working his hips, trying to rub his hard cock against Jack’s legs. So Jack increased the force of his blows.
Luke struggled, but not enough to dislodge Jack’s arm from around his waist.
“Let all those sounds out,” he encouraged. “Let go of the pain.”
“Fuck!” Luke cried as Jack cracked a hand across his ass.
“Yes!” Jack said. “Like that.”
Another blow. Luke writhed, almost breaking Jack’s hold this time.
“Give in to it. Let your body enjoy what it wants.”
“Fuck! It hurts!”
Crack!
“No!” Luke shouted.
“Yes!” Crack!
Luke worked his hips. The precome dripping from his cock dampened Jack’s leg.
“That’s right. You love this. You need it!”
“Yes!” he cried.
Jack varied the strength and cadence of the blows. And then something flipped like he’d hoped it would. Tension drained from Luke, and he started moving toward the blows rather than away from them.
“That’s it, boy. Take what you need.”