Chapter 20
When the hell had he ever been so happy? Well shit that was an easy fucking question. He’d never been so happy. Never in his worthless excuse for a life had he ever been so happy but the bliss he felt also made him wary. Rebel sat and then stood up. That irritating little piece of rubber or plastic whatever it was made of moved higher inside of him whenever he sat down and as annoying as it was it still made him smile.
A goofy, dorky, totally silly smile and he refused to look in the mirror because if he saw it he knew he’d never smile again for fear of it showing. His hair was back in a loose ponytail and he pulled up his jeans, there was no way he was working on his bike in his sweats, the seam hitting the plug and the cage at once and there it was again.
That fucking smile.
“Stupid.” He walked to the back door and looked out into the big yard seeing things he hadn’t noticed before. The trees were so green, so damn green he could almost taste them! The dirt wasn’t just brown but milk chocolate brown. The road and driveway looked like something out of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, like he could take out a glass of milk and a spoon, scoop some up and stir it in. The light was even different. He felt like he was walking into a dreamland as he traveled out. The rocks under his feet were round and massaged his feet instead of hurting them but then again he liked pain. Jack had called him a pain slut several times now.
Just the thought of being called that and of the things they did together gave him chills and he rubbed his fingers over his lips to wipe the smile from his face. Not that it was all good. So many times when he actually had time to think it was so strange. The things they did, the things he wanted Rebel to do. So many times he just didn’t want to do any of them for fear someone would find out and the persecutions would start again. The name-calling. The rocks…the fists…the hateful glares.
Pain slut, masochist, pretty much the same things. He took a screw driver out of the tool drawer and looked at it remembering the time his second stepfather had used it to hit him across the knuckles. He hadn’t cried then. In fact he remembered smiling. The pain was horrid but nothing he couldn’t handle and the more he smiled the more Sam had hit him. Over and over until Rebel was laughing and once he started laughing Sam said, “You have the devil in you boy!” He’d run then, run into the woods until he got to the stream and he set his hand into the trickling water to watch the blood come off of his hand in ribbons. It was mesmerizing and beautiful. It was then that he knew how to stop them. Love the fists. Look for them before they could find him and then he would have the power and control over how and when he was hurt.
Now he had someone taking his control and that was the hardest part for him. Giving that up wasn’t easy but he still had it when he thought hard about it. He could stop it all with one word. He could stop it and walk away. No matter the cuffs or straps that were used on him all he had to say was that one word and the pain would stop. The control would be his again and maybe just that knowledge alone was enough. And if it wasn’t…Jack was.
As he opened the door to the garage he thought of how it felt to kneel at Jack’s feet. To look up into the loving face and know Jack’s mind was always going around about the things they would do together. The things that made him crazy but more focused and aware than he could ever remember being.
The engine of the bike was working great, clean and tuned, the transmission shifted flawlessly and the clutch didn’t stick like it had on the ride from Kansas. He ran his fingers over the beat up seat and made a note to himself to go back to that place Jack had taken him, Zelda’s, and see what the man could do for the seat. He imagined something beautiful, custom and then he let his mind wander to Jack sitting behind him, holding on tight as they road through the mountains, feeling Jack’s cock getting hard from the rumble of the bike and having his arms wrapped around…-
“Ouch! Fuck!” The damn cock cage reminded him he couldn’t have those thoughts even about his lover. Not until Jack was there with that key that hung around that perfect neck and the hard chest and…Fuck!
He laughed at himself as much as he ever had. There was no way anyone would believe that he could be someone’s submissive; let someone tell him what to do. It was crazy fucking great. The only thing that really bothered him was who it was that had tried to frame him with that one break in and when that hadn’t worked had trashed his aunt’s store. She’d loved that place. It was something she had started and kept going through the hardest of times. It wasn’t fucking right and it pissed him off that Jack wouldn’t tell him who it was. Well it wasn’t that he wouldn’t tell him. If Rebel had pushed, he was sure Jack would tell him but something about the look in Jack’s eyes when he thought about it told Rebel that maybe he just didn’t really want to know.
oooOooo
Where was the fucking thing? He was sure the bottle was there when he fell down on the sofa and went to sleep. Okay so he’d passed out. Who gives a fuck? Not Jack that was for sure! He had his perfect little pretty boy, his leather clad bad boy, so what the hell did he care that Lonnie was coming off of a three day drunk and looking for more?
It felt good not to remember…except he did. Lonnie pulled back his greasy hair into a ponytail then realized he didn’t have a hair tie. Not even a stray piece of leather like his mom used to put his hair back. Eh, fuck it.
“Lonnie! Hey little man how the fuck you been?” Uncle Charming walked in, well stumbled in and sat hard on the sofa next to him making Lonnie bounce a little and causing his stomach to do big flip-flops.
“I been okay Uncle. How you been?”
Charming pulled a pint of whiskey from his pocket and smiled conspiratorially to his nephew. “Good! I was getting this.”
Lonnie grinned, took the bottle, cracked the top and took a long gulp, enjoying the burn down his throat and wishing on it like it was a birthday candle. The wish was simple; let this bottle erase Jack from his mind and heart.
“Easy there little buddy.” Charming took the bottle and drank some down then set it on the cluttered coffee table. “I saw the vodka was empty and can’t have my little nephew going thirsty can I?”
The vodka was why Lonnie woke up. He should have figured it was gone. Alcohol didn’t last long in Uncle Charming’s house. Not even mouth wash was safe. “It’s okay Uncle. I probably should lay off anyway. Look for work, get some money coming in.”
“Work! Who needs work! More whiskey then we’ll go look for your father. He went wandering again.”
Lonnie took the bottle and drank some down. Since he could remember his father would drink too much, and, take long walks. Sometimes he would be gone for days at a time, longer if he took a bottle or two with hm. After his mother died it had gotten worse. That was when his family up north had stepped in and gotten Lonnie out of there.
“Anyplace he goes in particular nowadays?”
Charming chuckled and said, “In the canyons. He likes the Witch’s Rock. When he has gin he says it looks like his wife.”
Lonnie couldn’t help but smile. His mother had told him stories about that part of that canyon. How they would sneak off there when they were first dating because her parents didn’t approve of him. How they had fallen in love there.
“I think I’ll go out to that room you built when I was a kid. If you don’t mind I’d like to make it my room while I’m here.”
Charming smiled, took the bottle from him and took a swig. “It’s yours for as long as you need it. Welcome back to your home Lonnie.”
Home.
oooOooo
He had made the calls to feel things out. Now he had some hard talking to do and he hoped Rebel would be on board with it especially after he told him about Lonnie. Even if he wasn’t, even if Rebel packed up and moved so far Jack would never find him it was time. He needed the break from one life to start on another.
Dennis had been all for it. Patsy really didn’t want him to go but he suspected that that was because she wasn’t sure if the stand-in would be as forgiving of her loafing as he had been. The town council, or the couple of members he’d spoken to, wondered why it had taken him so long to ask. He pulled onto the road to his house and let a breath out he didn’t know he’d been holding. He pulled off for a minute and checked his watch. He still had plenty of time to get Rebel and make it to the doctor. He just had to stop the thoughts from spinning in his head. He had to stop the voices nagging him and not just Martin anymore, but a cacophony of them all screaming louder than the next trying to be heard.
He laughed at himself then. He thought that maybe he needed a fucking whipping to make his head screw on straight. He pulled the car back onto the road and headed home to his boy. His stomach fluttered and he smiled wide from the feeling. Skin tingling, mouth watering and his cock already trying to fill were the common feelings he got now that Rebel was waiting for him. He couldn’t wait to see him even with the worry over what he was going to tell him. He worried about telling him about Lonnie of course but he also worried about telling him that he was going to take some time off work. He didn’t want it to seem like he was pressuring him or that he was changing his whole life for Rebel. For Rebel it may be a concern that he was messing up something good when in reality he was the good in Jack’s life now.
Once home, he stayed in the car and he watched Rebel come out of the garage, a sheepish smile covering the beautiful man’s lips. He smiled himself and got out of the car, folding his arms over the open door as he waited while Rebel came to him, stopping only as he got to the other side of the door and then lowering his eyes in that perfect submissive way. Jack’s whole body responded to that look, to the closeness of his boy to him and he reached out to grab the back of Rebel’s head to bring him in for a kiss that left them both dizzy.
“Hey.”
Jack chuckled and said, “Hey yourself. How was your day?”
Rebel nodded and chewed his bottom lip. “It was pretty great. Mellow you know?”
It was Jack’s turn to nod. “Good. Let’s go get your belt off and head in to the doc’s. Then we’ll come home and talk.”
Obvious that worried him, Rebel said, “Anything serious?”
Jack stepped out from behind the door and closed it before he took Rebel’s hands into his. “Serious but nothing bad. Just some things I need to share with you. Please don’t worry.”
Rebel smiled and said, “If you say so.”
“I do.”
Watching Rebel strip so Jack could take off his belt was mind blowing. It was so fucking sexy Jack hoped he could contain himself enough to drive them into town. His body was so sleek and smooth, so strong and graceful and the belt against his skin caught the light from the open curtain and made Rebel look like an angel glowing right there in his bedroom.
He was so lost in thought he didn’t see the light green eyes fall on him. “Are you going to take it off?”
Jack looked up and smiled. “I suppose I have to.”
He got the belt off slowly, taking him time and touching over Rebel’s skin lightly. His skin was addictive, smooth and delicious, and he had to taste it, kissing and licking over him as the belt was cast off to the bed and Jack’s hands held on to Rebel’s waist and he sucked and bit at Rebel’s shoulders, his eyes wandering to his fast filling cock.
“I think we are going to be late.”
Jack growled and reached down to squeeze his ass. “Damn it. We’ll just have to put this off until we get back home.”
Rebel took the plug to the bathroom to clean off then returned to the bedroom and got dressed. Jack sat on the bed watching and loving the way his boy broke out into a scarlet blush at being watched so closely.
“I’m still not used to being watched so much.”
“I hope you never get used to it. I love seeing you turn red,” Jack purred and stroked his rock hard cock through his jeans. “Let’s hope this goes fast, I really need inside of you.”
Rebel blushed harder and said, “Let’s hope.”
The clinic visit was surprisingly quick. Rebel was given a clean bill of health and they had both left a bit of blood behind to be tested. Rebel’s finger played over the Band-Aid on his arm as he stared out of the window. Jack noticed and waited until they were on the road home before he asked, “What’s bothering you?”
Rebel took a long time to answer. So long that Jack wasn’t sure he even heard the question but finally just as they were pulling into the driveway Rebel said, “What if I’m not clean? What if somewhere down the line, I fucked up?”
Jack put the truck into park and turned the engine off before he sighed. “Well baby we will deal with that if and when it comes. If we have to keep using condoms forever I don’t care.”
Rebel stared at him slack jawed. Jack pulled him over to kiss him and lingered there against his lips. “You wouldn’t kick me out on my ass?”
“Not a fucking chance.” Jack got out and went around to the other side of the truck, opened the door for Rebel and held out his hand. “Come on I have plans for you.”
Rebel blushed again and allowed himself to be led into the house and straight to the bedroom. He smiled shyly and it lit up Jack up like New York at midnight. He pulled Rebel into a kiss that had his boy groaning into his mouth and that didn’t help how tight his pants were suddenly getting. When he broke the kiss he pushed Rebel down to the bed and crawled over him, holding his wrists down to the comforter. “First I am going to make love to you and let you come. Then we’ll talk okay?”
Rebel just nodded and Jack grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head before kissing his chest and licking a trail to his right nipple. His teeth clamped down on it making Rebel try to arch but Jack held him down easily licking over the swollen nub between his teeth and moaning as he felt Rebel writhe. He loved how responsive Rebel was. Every little touch sent ripples through Rebel’s skin and muscles. Fucking gorgeous.
“Master, fuck please I need you.”
Jack lifted his face and scraped the nub with his teeth as he let go of it. Those eyes staring into his, pleading with him and it made his cock hurt from the strain against his pants. “I know babe and I’m right here. I’m always going to give you what you need.”
Choking out a sob Rebel bent his neck back and gripped the comforter into his hands above his head. Jack took his time kissing down over his flat stomach then got his jeans unfastened before sliding them off. Rebel’s cock pushed against the cotton of his briefs and the outline of it against the light blue color, every vein and ridge showing through perfectly was like fucking art. He leaned down, leaving Rebel’s jeans pulled to his knees and mouthed over the beautiful sight, licking, biting and sniffing the warmth of the man right through the fabric. Rebel yelled for more, for him to stop, for him to fuck his ass but Jack hadn’t finished loving him the way he wanted to.
“You smell like pure fucking sex Rebel. So hot the heat is burning my lips baby.” He watched the precum darken the cotton, matching where he’d licked and sucked over it. “Gonna fuck you so good Rebel, so hard.”
Rebel came off the mattress, grabbing Jack’s hair in his hands, keening with need. Jack loved it, loved hearing Rebel’s desire, loved the way he expressed it with his voice and his body. He pulled back from Rebel and his hair was released easily, Rebel’s eyes glossed over in lust. He pulled the jeans off and then got busy on those wet briefs, skimming them off the long legs and pushed Rebel back down before he spread his boy’s legs wide. Rebel spread open, ready to be taken, Jack nearly lost all of the breath in his lungs. So wanton, so beautiful, and all his.
“Mine. All mine.”
Rebel nodded furiously. “I’m yours Master please take me!”
“In time.”
Jack knelt on the floor while still holding Rebel spread and dove in to take a suck and nibble of his perineum. Rebel’s shoulders came off the bed again and he let out a wail but Jack didn’t stop, just bit harder. Then he took one of Rebel’s balls into his mouth, rolling it on his tongue as he sucked. He let go of one leg and gripped Rebel’s cock, giving it a couple of strokes, feeling it leaking over his fingers even as he ball pulled in his mouth.
“Don’t come Rebel. Don’t even think about it.”
Rebel growled then, “Then stop fucking stroking me!”
Jack kept his hand on Rebel’s cock but stood and pushed Rebel’s shoulder down as he leaned over him. “This is mine. Every bit of you is mine aren’t you?”
Rebel’s eyes softened and he almost whined as he said, “Yes, yes sir, all yours I swear.”
“Then unless you use your safeword I will do what I want and right now I want to stroke this beautiful big cock that is in my hand. The cock that belongs to me.”
“Yes, fuck! Do what you want, it’s yours!” Not being permitted to come had Rebel grunting his frustration. Jack luxuriated in watching his struggle. The struggle of a man with his instincts and desires was without a doubt the most erotic sight in the world.
Jack had mercy and let go but ran his hands over Rebel’s whole body then, roughly, softly, touching every inch of his lover that he could reach. “All mine, every bit.” He thought about tying Rebel to the bed but he didn’t think he could wait so he pushed Rebel up father into the center and moved in between Rebel’s long legs. After grabbing a condom and rolling it on he calmed himself enough to move in slowly, pushing in just a bit then leaning and kissing his lover softly. “I love you Rebel.”
As crazy as Rebel was with feeling Jack barely inside of him Jack smiled when he focused on Jack’s eyes long enough to say, “Me too, love you so much Jack.”
Jack pushed in fully, watching as Rebel took him in, feeling the hot insides of Rebel’s body enveloped him with a snug embrace then kissed him again, taking his ragged breathing away as their mouths devoured one another. He started moving slow so he could feel every bit of his lover but couldn’t stay at that pace for long, especially since Rebel was using his hips and legs to speed up their coupling. Oh how the boy could milk his cock, squeezing and pushing, the longer Jack was inside of him the hotter he got and he wondered how it didn’t melt the condom.
“Jack, please I need to come so bad…”
Jack bit his neck hard and growled to him, “Come for me then if you need it baby.” Jack moved his torso up and away from Rebel and watched as Rebel’s cock shot out cables of cum and when their bodies touched again the smell of Rebel engulfed him and brought on his own. Jack moved off Rebel, pulling him in close and kissing over his sweaty face.
As soon as Rebel could talk he swallowed and said, “Well now that you have me all feeling good and relaxed you can tell me what it was you wanted to tell me.”
Jack had to laugh. “To the point.”
“I don’t like beating around the bush,” Rebel said as those intense eyes bored into him.
“Okay,” he started, with a huge exhale. “I’m taking some time off of work. I put in with the town council for a leave of absence.”
Rebel blinked twice and he started to open his mouth then shut it again quickly. Jack could tell he didn’t understand. So he continued, “I want to spend the rest of this 30 days with you and hopefully if you stay beyond that we can have the time to explore each other without me having to constantly worrying I was going to get a call.”
“So…it’s because of me.”
There it was. “Because of the both of us. Because we are a new couple and I want to be with you all I can.”
Rebel pulled back and Jack let him. He chewed his bottom lip as he sat up and Jack sat up next to him, waiting patiently for Rebel to go over it in his mind. Finally Rebel shrugged. “I know that you mean what you’re saying but it’s what you aren’t saying that is bothering me. It’s because you want to make sure I don’t beat someone up or myself. It’s because of me and for more than the reason you are saying and you can’t bullshit me.”
Jack took his hand and held it while he nodded. “I didn’t have any intention of lying to you Rebel. I said I wouldn’t and I don’t plan to. Yeah I want to make sure you’re okay. I want to help you and make sure I’m available to help you when I need to. I’m your Dom and your lover. I’ve told you it’s not only my job as those thing are but it’s my right and my pleasure to help you. Shit, Rebel I don’t have all the answers. This is different for me from the way I was with Martin but I’m happy. You make me so fucking happy that when I see you I feel like a teenager again. I feel like I have a second chance at happiness and I would be an idiot to walk away because it’s different than I’m used to.”
“Maybe too different. Maybe this is too much and you are just too stubborn to see it.”
Rebel was tearing up and Jack reached for him but he jumped off the bed and went to the window.
Jack yelled, “Fuck Rebel is that what you think?” He stopped his anger as much as he could, and went to Rebel, holding him and running his hands over his chest. His voice lowered as he asked, “Do you really think that I’m just staying with you to prove I can or because I said I would?” Turning Rebel and wiping the tears from his boy’s face he said, “That is just not true. Yes I’m stubborn. I’ll be the first to admit that. If I wasn’t I would have been with you the first day I saw you. I was being stubborn then to prove to myself that I didn’t want you with every single cell in my body. In other words, lying to myself. I want you even more now. I love you. How much more can I say it, can I show it?”
Rebel put his forehead on Jack’s shoulder. “Okay so maybe you love me. That may not last. Being with me every day all day may change that.”
Jack leaned his head over, his cheek on Rebel’s head as he stroked his hair. “Is it going to change for you? Me being around so much?”
Rebel pulled back and the look on his face made Jack’s heart soar. His eyes narrowed and his mouth gaped, ears reddening from anger and he said, “No! Of course not! How can you even say that?”
Jack laughed heartily and started, “Rebel I…-“
“No! I have never felt like this about anyone! I can’t believe you’d even…” Rebel’s voice trailed off and he smiled suddenly, matching Jack’s own. “So what you’re saying is that you feel the same as I do?”
“Yeah dumb ass I do!”
Rebel laughed with him then and wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck. “Okay then. I’ll be glad to have you around a lot more. It did get pretty lonely today.”
Jack hugged him and rocked him a little. “It did huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
Rebel laughed and Jack walked them back to the bed, sat down and brought Rebel onto his lap to straddle his legs. He gripped onto Rebel’s hips and grew serious. “Okay now the second part.”
“Uh oh.”
Jack looked into those eyes of his and shook his head. “Not ‘uh oh’. It’s really nothing about you or even our relationship. It’s just that if I expect you to be honest and give full disclosure then I will be a hypocrite keeping you in the dark about things just because they may upset you.”
“If it’s nothing about me why would it upset me?”
It was Jack’s turn to bite his lip. “Well…it involves you to a degree. It’s about the man who broke into your aunt’s shop. The man who fucked up your van and tried to frame you for the other break in.”
“Oh.” Rebel’s face was open and it was going to take all his strength to continue but it was too late to turn back now.
“His name is Lonnie. You…well you didn’t meet him exactly…-“
“He was the one who ran out of the diner?”
Jack nodded. “That’s him.”
Rebel tilted his head and licked his lips. “He did it because of you right?”
Rebel’s voice was gruff and sure and Jack didn’t let his jaw drop. “Yeah actually. How did you know?”
Smiling Rebel said, “I got that vibe from him that day when he ran out. He was pissed when he looked at me but hurt when he looked at you.”
“I should have known you had figured it out.”
Rebel stared him in the eye. “Was that all?”
Jack wanted to push him off, to walk out of the room and avoid the next part of the discussion but he couldn’t. Even if he could he wouldn’t. “Well I’ve known him since he was sixteen. He moved up here to get away from some bad family members. He grew up to be a good man.”
“A very hot man.”
All Jack could do was nod in agreement and then look down. Rebel lifted his chin and kissed him. “Tell me the rest. I’m no one to judge you.”
“I don’t know about that.” Jack kissed him again and held on to him tight. “Fuck what did I ever do to deserve a man like you?”
Rebel chuckled dryly. “Must have been something terrible.”
Jack slapped him on the ass then swallowed and got it out. “He loves me. All this time that he’s been one of my very best friends, the times we hung out together, I never realized that.”