Chapter 15
After Jack got Rebel inside the playroom he saw how excited Rebel was which made him smile inwardly. He thought the playroom would hold less than good memories being that the last time they were in there together he had drawn out so much inner pain. Or maybe that was it. He had helped Rebel expel some things and the feeling was so good he welcomed to be back there.
Either way Jack wanted him in the playroom for a much different reason this time. This time was all about pleasure.
His anyway.
“Take your clothes off Rebel.” Jack’s voice left no room for argument and Rebel didn’t look like he was ready to complain. He undressed slowly, staring at Jack the entire time, licking his lips seductively, moving a stray piece of hair from his eye before he finally took his briefs down. Jack slid his eyes up and down Rebel’s body drinking in the beauty of it, every line and gentle curve of him. Rebel was hard as a diamond, the tip standing against his belly. Fuck he couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have a man that was so amazing to look at, and fall in love with him not once but twice in his life. Well…three times.
His face must have changed at the thought of Lonnie because Rebel shifted and asked, “Something wrong?”
Jack’s eyes went back to peer into Rebel’s. “Not a thing. I’m just planning how I’m going to torture you.”
Rebel sucked in a breath and held it. Chuckling, Jack went to him and took him in a fast and hard embrace smashing their lips together. Rebel melted for him and when the kiss was over, he panted into Rebel’s parted lips, “Get on the table.”
Rebel stumbled backward, Jack grabbed his upper arm to keep him from falling and when he was steady, the younger man got up onto the table facing down.
“No baby, face up.” Rebel looked over at him with his eyes narrowed.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me.”
Jack’s face broke into a smile. “No questions.”
After he was lying on his back he asked, “But you realize if you tie me like this you won’t be able to fuck me right?”
Growling Jack bent over Rebel and said, “I thought I just told you no questions. I guess I will have to gag you.”
Rebel’s eyes as big as the harvest moon and Jack grinned wide as he turned toward the cabinet. He had several ball gags inside that were brand new. Martin was much more obedient than Rebel and was quiet when he was told to be quiet. Obviously they would be used with Rebel. He picked one with a smaller ball, something that wouldn’t be too hard on Rebel’s jaw. He had plans for that jaw later…and while he was there grabbed the tiny ball with the bells inside.
Rebel’s eyes got bigger when he saw the ball gag. “Come on Jack! I won’t talk! Besides what about my safe words?”
Jack put the gag next to him and rattled the ball with the bells making them jingle. “That’s what this is for. If things get too painful or intense when you are gagged then you shake this and it tells me to stop. This is your safeword tonight.”
Deflating visibly Rebel closed his eyes. “Fine, whatever.”
Chuckling more Jack set the ball gag between Rebel’s teeth and secured it, then cuffed his arms up and spread over his head, his legs spread and cuffed at the ankles and lower thighs. After the hip strap was secure he set the jingle ball in Rebel’s hand.
“Shake it for me so you can see how it works.” Rebel did and nodded once. “Good. I’m going to blindfold you now.”
To this Rebel shook his head slightly and Jack bent down to kiss his temple. “I’ll be right here with you. I told you I wouldn’t leave you and I was telling the truth. I won’t leave you.”
Rebel nodded and earned himself another kiss to the temple, Jack letting his lips linger there for a moment. “Good boy.”
Jack retrieved the blindfold and smiled down on his boy before he put it over Rebel’s eyes then lifted his head to secure it. Jack knew Rebel couldn’t see or say anything so he let his hands that caressed Rebel to serve his boy’s guide as to Jack’s location. But he also planned to use his voice. In fact, the whole point of this session was to show Rebel the softer but still intense side of submission.
“I’m going to make you come hard baby but only with my voice and touch and when I touch you, you will barely feel it.”
Rebel tried to talk but it came out only a muffled grunt. Jack smiled but he held back the laugh, wanting Rebel to take this as serious as he had taken the flogging. He started moving his hand over Rebel’s chest, the touch so slight he could barely feel Rebel’s trembling skin and the light dusting of hair he had running just between his tits.
“The things I want to do to you Rebel. The things I want to do to this fine body of yours…” He watched Rebel’s cock jump and knew, in his mind, Rebel imagination was on random overload. However, Jack was going to narrow his thoughts until he was imagining specific acts.
Jack whispered harshly, close to Rebel’s ear, “I know you like to be fucked Rebel. You like when I slide my hard cock inside of you.” Rebel’s whimpers matched the way his body writhed. “I like it too, pushing in, knowing it hurts a little, filling you with my meat, mmm, damn baby you feel so good when I’m fucking you.”
Rebel’s nipples were tight and erect so Jack touched his tongue to the one closest to him then took it away and breathed on it, making it pucker. “I want your nipples pierced. I’ll take you to get that done soon and when I do and you’re healed I’m going to play with those rings whenever you are close to me. Through your shirt if we’re in public, I’ll twist them and pull them.” He touched the tip of his tongue there again, then breathed on it some more as he spoke, “Yank hard on them sometimes while I’ll pounding inside of you. Bringing you pain as well as pleasure all at once. With one hand I’ll grab you by the hair and make you beg me to let you come but I won’t let you.”
oooOooo
Rebel’s cock was leaking all over his stomach and he pulled at all of the cuffs but they were as unrelenting as Jack. He griped the ball in his hand tight. As infuriating and tortuous as it was he didn’t want it to stop. Jack’s words became pictures in his mind…movies of the things Jack wanted to do to him. Would thirty days even be long enough to experience all the pleasure and pain Jack wanted for him?
Well, if not, he was willing to stay and finish out the list. He found himself wanting to stay more than anything in the world and it scared him. But the fear only added to the adrenaline he was producing at the moment.
“Rebel, my boy, you look so good bound on my table. Your muscles are taut and shaking from strain already. The sweat popping over your skin is beautiful.” Jack’s breath blew over him then, chilling his body but warming his erection as he leaked out more precum. Pure glorious torment.
“Tomorrow we are going to St. Martin and getting you a chastity device.” This made Rebel stop moving and he heard Jack’s low chuckle. “Yes baby and I’ll lock you into it so you won’t be able to get an erection or even finger your ass. There is one I want for you that has the tiniest plug so you will feel it all day but you won’t be able to get it high enough to really enjoy it.”
He was so tense he thought he may shatter. Jack’s light touches were everywhere. Just when he was ready for him to touch the nipple he was blowing on, his fingers brushed over his balls so feathery that he wasn’t sure he hadn’t imagined it, then a touch to his face just as ghostly or a lick to his armpit. It was mind scrambling and after a while it seemed like Jack had seven hands.
It made his skin alight with sensation. Every tiny bit of his flesh was ready to be touched, waiting in desperate anticipation. Seven, eight, ten hands at once and he was feeling Jack everywhere and nowhere at once, his breath over nipple, balls, inner thigh and neck so fast he could have four mouths at once as well.
“You’re so beautiful like this baby. You’re like a piece of fine art laid out like this for me, tied for me, submitting to me,” Jack whispered harshly, in awe of his boy. Rebel quivered like an aspen in a breeze under Jack’s touch.
Jack kissed Rebel’s jaw then another impossibly fast at the arch of his foot. He was beginning to feel where Jack was even before he spoke and without being touched. Jack rounded the table again and again, switching directions to keep him guessing but his senses were so in tune with the man’s movements and voice it was incredible. The only thing he couldn’t predict was what he was going to say or where he would touch but even that bit of surprise was expected. He felt more in control and yet so out of control he was dizzy.
Over his face, “Rebel, my boy with the sweet hard nipples wanting rings through them, and your pretty cock longing to be in my mouth, being licked and nibbled, my tongue in your delicious slit sucking in your juices, drinking you down my throat…”
Somewhere down by his cock, “I smell you baby. I smell your sex and your lust rising off of you in waves.”
Above him, by his hands, Jack caressed his arms, “I love how you are bound, open and ready for me. I could take the flogger to you, or put a prod on you taint, zapping you with an electric current that will make you shoot cum out.”
The words went through him like daggers made of fire and without his cock being touched at all he felt his orgasm creeping closer and closer.
“Before this night is over, I’m going to let you feel my cock Rebel. I’m going let you feel every inch of it inside of you…”
Fuck! It was too much! The man was relentless and his balls were tightening, drawing up and he wanted to scream but the gag between his teeth was as unyielding as the man who had put it there. He whined with need, screamed in frustration and Jack chuckled and growled over him, finally running a hot finger over his cock then taking it away so fast he knew it must have been his imagination but it didn’t matter, Rebel was coming, his body as tight as his balls were.
“Come hard Rebel, come for your Dom and show him how much you want him inside of you.”
Stop! Stop talking! Jack leaned to his ear and kept going, his words and Rebel’s orgasm, “That’s it I want all of that sweet cum.”
Then the topping on the cake, Jack ran his tongue over his chest and stomach, lapping his cum. Without warning he came again. It was fucking impossible but there he was shooting more! Jack undid the leg and ankle restraints then and pushed Rebel’s knees up to his ears. Without another word, he was pushing inside and Rebel screamed through the gag, hearing it resound in his own head a thousand times louder than he knew it was in the room.
“Tight, hot, sweet Rebel…”
While Jack slammed into him, Rebel heard his voice, heard the dirty things Jack grunted and his cock hardened again. Jack was pure fucking magic, using words to make things happen in Rebel’s body that he had never experienced before. He felt electric and fluid and stone all at once.
Jack licked up his neck and bit the sensitive spot right under his earlobe hard, grunting like an animal as he did. Then he changed again, throwing Rebel off balance completely with sweet, soft kisses over his jaw while he spoke lovingly.
“So beautiful, so fucking special my boy is. How I love being inside of you baby.”
There was no getting used to anything because as soon as Jack did one thing he changed it up to something completely different and yet never stopped his assault on Rebel’s ass. He kept the steady hard thrusting even when his fingers slid delicately over the inside of Rebel’s thighs or up the side of his ribcage.
“Going to come inside of you baby. It’s going to feel so good.”
Yes! He wanted it, wanted to feel the heat of it inside of him, wishing they had been tested and could go bareback, but even with the condom he felt Jack’s heat burning up his insides as Jack came in a long groan then released him from his binds. Rebel stayed where he was long after he was freed, Jack over him taking off the gag so he could give him an ardent kiss. He tasted like sex and magic.
oooOooo
Jack didn’t want to move and he really didn’t want to stop kissing Rebel but he had to. He had to take the condom off and had to help Rebel knowing that his shoulders and jaw would be sore. He climbed off the table reluctantly as Rebel’s eyelids finally opened to glazed over eyes. Rebel’s gaze went to the blindfold still in Jack’s hand.
“Keep that around?”
Jack laughed. “You like that huh? Well then we’ll have to try ear plugs too next time. Take all of your senses away except touch.”
“Jack come on! Don’t get me hard again!”
Jumping off the table Jack threw the condom in the trash and then helped Rebel up on his shaking legs, holding him tight and massaging his shoulders. “If I had my way you’d be hard 24/7.”
It was Rebel’s turn to laugh. “That may get in the way of work don’t you think?”
“Yeah well, who cares?”
Together they climbed the stairs and Jack led Rebel into the shower. The hot water would ease his sore muscles and the closeness would be good for them both. Jack leaned against the stall and pulled Rebel to him, kissing him as he ran his hands over his wet flesh. Rebel got playful and nibbled Jack’s neck and sucking his earlobe. “That was so hot.”
“As hot as getting flogged?”
Rebel nodded into his neck and whispered, “Yeah, but in a totally different way. You do have a lot of tricks up your sleeve don’t you?”
“Yeah we had a lot of years to perfect them.” Jack saw Martin sitting on the sink and smiling.
“Yes baby I have a few. I am tempting you to stay forever and see how long it takes me to run out,” Jack said trying to keep all of his attention on his new man and not the memory of Martin.
Rebel laughed and kissed Jack sweetly. “My mother warned me about girls who would tempt me into evil. She never warned me about men who would do that.”
Jack took Rebel’s face in his hands and said, “Good.”
oooOooo
As much as he liked the serious stuff. As much as the sex made him glad he was fucking born, Rebel wanted a more mellow night and possibly some fun. He set up the living room while Jack shaved. He hadn’t asked for it, but Jack wanted to so who was he to argue?
He pulled out the only board game he’d found, Monopoly and set it on the coffee table then ran to the kitchen to grab a package of popcorn to throw into the microwave. He had them both a tall cup of hot chocolate poured for each of them when Jack came looking for him.
“What’s going on?”
Rebel tried not to look as giddy as he felt. There had been so few of these kinds of nights in his life. “I thought we could have some fun tonight. None boner fun.”
Cracking a huge smile Jack said, “None boner fun. Okay, anything you want baby.”
“Yay!” He said this clapping then stopped. “I just looked like a thirteen year old girl didn’t I?”
Jack closed the distance between them and kissed him soundly. “That is something you could never look like.”
After a long game of Monopoly, four cups of hot chocolate and two bags of popcorn Jack sat with his arms crossed smiling smugly at him. Rebel wanted to throw the board into the fire.
“I’ve been hustled!”
Chuckling loud Jack said, “Yes. I rock at Monopoly.”
“Should have known you were married to a fucking banker.”
“Accountant.”
“Same thing.” Rebel got an idea then. “Well to the victor goes the spoils or whatever they say right?”
Jack nodded. “I do enjoy the spoils of war.”
“Neck rub? You liked the last one.”
“That sounds heavenly,” Jack said in a breath.
Rebel got to his feet and took the empty popcorn bowl. “Let me clean up a little and I’ll be back.”
With the bowl in the sink Rebel got into the freezer and pulled out seven ice cubes as quietly as he could. As soon as he had them in a little glass he hid the glass carefully in the back waistband of his sweatpants and bit his lip as the cold hit him. He got back into the living room to see Jack sitting in front of the couch still, leaning up so Rebel could sit behind him. He’d already stripped off his shirt.
Rebel moved in behind him and sat on the couch, taking the cup from his pants and sitting it behind him. As he started on Jack’s neck, the big man moaned with how good it felt and Rebel smiled. He liked making Jack feel good, but he also was a vengeful sort. As soon as Jack was fully relaxed and nearly asleep Rebel took the cup with one hand while moving the other hand down Jack’s chest and stomach.
“Rebel if you’re trying to get me hard I think I’m too relaxed,” Jack chuckled and Rebel kissed the side of his lover’s face.
“Shh.”
Rebel opened the front of Jack’s sweats and quickly poured the ice into the man’s crotch. Jack shot to his feet and Rebel jumped over the back of the couch, running for the hall as Jack danced around getting the ice out of his pants.
“You are in so much trouble!”
The laughter following him made it all worth it when Jack finally caught him in the bedroom and threw him down on the bed.
“Sorry, sir!”
“You’re gonna be!”