Chapter 26
Rebel did wait for Jack to wake up before he moved like he usually did. He’d figured it out yesterday, the chain was plenty long for him to be able to get on the bed. He figured there was a reason for that, so he could climb on to wake his Master up with a smile and if he was wrong…well it’s not like he would be horribly disappointed if he got flogged.
He got up slowly, holding the chain just right so it wouldn’t clink together and inched his way along. All he’d been thinking of, shit it even infected his dreams, was for them to fuck bareback. For them to be able to be closer than ever. Nothing between them, not even that thin piece of latex. Fuck it was so hot thinking about but more than that it was love. He loved the guy.
In bed, next to this man who had in such a short time become his world he relaxed into the sheets and pulled the comforter over him, settling in and getting ready to move his hand to his Master’s perfect, wonderful, big, silky cock. Damn Rebel loved that prick, it had done things for him he didn’t realize a blood filled organ could accomplish.
“You are in so much trouble.” Rebel jumped at the loud sound of the whisper in the silent room. He laughed louder and then felt Jack turn over and pin him to the bed in deft movements, Jack’s cock already hardening on his hip.
It made him instantly hard. “Sorry Master. I just couldn’t be down there another minute while your hot body was up here. Forgive me?”
Jack looked down at him, a smile playing around his mouth. “Flattery will get you…ten less lashes.”
Rebel’s smile almost hurt it was so wide as he said, “Well then, my beautiful, young, gorgeous, pretty…-“
“Pretty?”
Their laughter rang throughout the room and was only stopped when Jack dropped his head and bit Rebel’s neck hard, growling into the bit. Rebel arched up from the pain and arousal that seemed to coincide so nicely now, making him wonder why he’d spent so many years trying to get one without the other.
His toes fucking curled for fuck sake! No one had ever made his toes curl before. “Master…it is the third day…”
Jack chuckled and kissed over the bite. “That’s true. It is.”
Another bite to his neck had Rebel yelling. “Come on! Are you going to torture me?”
“Yes, I am. You like to be tortured,” Jack purred at him and his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Shit, you are just cruel.”
Jack’s hands were as quick as snakes striking and he had Rebel pinned to the bed. Stupidly Rebel wondered if he’d ever been a wrestler then the thought was gone as quickly when Jack licked a line from his dog collar to his ear, taking the lobe in between his teeth and nibbling.
“No rubbers baby. I’m gonna fuck you raw.”
A groan escaped him that filled the air around him while Jack’s torment continued, those teeth tracing his jaw, tongue tracing his lips before it plunged between his lips and took over his mouth. Rebel was overtaken by the kiss and stopped pulling his arms, relaxing so deeply he could just liquefy and seep through the mattress. Except his cock which was straining the cage and this time he didn’t try to stop it.
“Fuck I need inside of you.”
As soon as Jack said it, Rebel nodded, knowing the belt had to come off to accomplish that. “Yes, yes please.”
“Yes. Yes Rebel, but if you come without permission you won’t even have the chance again for a week.”
Why did he have to say shit like that? It just made him want to come more! “Yes sir, yes, I mean no, oh fuck…”
Jack smiled and kneeled between Rebel’s legs, dark eyes locked with his and they smiled. Happy smiles as they were about to give each other something special. Jack took the key from around his neck and unlocked Rebel’s belt, raised his knees to take out that annoying little plug. As soon as it was gone Rebel flipped to his side and got the lube off of the nightstand and rolled back staring into Jack’s eyes as he slicked his fingers.
“Yeah Rebel, open yourself for me. Let me see you open that beautiful little hole.”
Fuck he loved when Jack talked dirty to him. He turned on his stomach and rose on his knees, face softly against the sheet. Leg’s spreading slowly as his hand reached around, he heard Jack’s moan edging him on. He ran his finger around his hole teasingly until Jack slapped his ass.
“Get on with it or I will do it myself.”
He gave Jack a self-satisfied looked over his left shoulder then plunged his digit into himself deep as it would go. It felt good but it was nothing compared to the way Jack looked while watching it. Rebel’s lids were heavy with how it felt giving Jack a show, his finger probing his own insides, but the look on Jack’s face turned him on more than any of it. Features lust filled, nearly crazy Jack licked his lips while he stroked his cock waiting for his turn inside. Rebel added a finger then groaned, making Jack’s eyes close for a minute then when they opened they found his eyes and he growled low. His hands reached out to spread Rebel’s ass apart then watched again while Rebel scissored his fingers, stretching himself wantonly.
Hips bucking up Rebel said, “I’m ready.”
Jack smiled wickedly and pushed Rebel’s hand out of the way, taking the lube and quickly wetting his cock. He set the head nestling on the entrance and took a few breaths before he started to push in. Rebel clutched the sheets, turning his head and puffing out a breath directly onto the sheets. Jack filled his so perfectly, the stretch so nice and Jack’s cock was hot. It was so hot it could burn him, set him on fire and without the condom, it was a fucking inferno burning him alive from the inside.
Jack plunged in, hissing and Rebel knew he felt that heat too, his hips slapping against his ass so hard it felt like one of his spankings. Their grunts and growls echoed into his ears and he felt like he was a primitive being, not evolved just going with what his body told him he needed and he needed this, his lover pounding inside of him, hands clutching his shoulder and hip to bring him back harder.
Then it changed.
Jack brought him up to rest against his chest and his thrusts slowed. Rebel turned his head and their lips met, their breath combined. Jack’s eyes were opened and the look there told Rebel that he felt the same. The love was there above all else and their bodies met in that love. Jack’s arms held him tight and his cock slid inside of him lusciously and their bodies moved together like they were dancing a flawlessly choreographed dance.
“Love you Rebel. Fuck, I love you,” Jack said, his voice thick and gravely.
“Me too Jack, love you.”
Jack’s hand gripped his cock tight and started stroking in time with his thrusts. Waiting to come, three days without the release of that pleasure made the climax coming on him scare him a little. It was going to be intense because the approach was as strong at the completion usually was.
Jack thrust faster and Rebel moved with him, fucking into his hand then moving back on the throbbing cock inside of him. Jack told him, “Now, baby. Come with me now.”
Commanded to come, ordered to and he was coming, he was overtaken with a climax that shook his entire world. His vision blurred, his body tensed like it was quick frozen and then he felt the heat, dissolving the ice and he was on the bed in his Master’s arms.
Jack’s fingers were inside of him and then the little plug. All of this he felt in a daze but he couldn’t have stopped it if he’d wanted to. And he surely didn’t want to.
“Baby, fuck. That was so fucking hot.” Rebel felt the belt as it was placed back on and he was asleep.
oooOooo
Of course he and Martin had fucked without condoms. They had always been monogamous and since he was clean and Martin had been a virgin it was never even an issue for the two of them but with Rebel it was special. Neither of them were virgins and Rebel had never been in a relationship that had been monogamous or that had been ongoing for very long. He’d been careless at times so Jack hadn’t been sure if he would ever feel Rebel’s insides without a barrier but when he did, oh fuck it was so great he’d be walking on cloud for weeks.
His Rebel. All his. Forever.
His boy slept like an angel, looking years younger than his actual age. He loved this man, this boy in a man’s body. And what a body. “Stop it Jack, he’s sleeping.” Jack laughed at himself for talking to the air and took the collar and chain from Rebel’s neck, setting it down easily so he wouldn’t make noise, He wasn’t tired even after the intense work out so he snuck out of the bedroom and got on the phone. Within the hour he was on the laptop pulling the files from his email and smiling as he looked them over. He was nervous about this but he was also excited. Nervous that Rebel would laugh in his face or run from too much too soon. Excited that he might not have either of those reactions.
Man it was hard not just going in and waking his lover up but it wasn’t even two hours of waiting before Rebel walked into the living room looking for him in nothing but his belt rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“There you are. Why didn’t you wake me up, we have morning routines.”
Jack smiled at his lover wanting to keep up with their schedule. “Um, well, you looked so good and peaceful I just couldn’t.” He patted the seat next to him on the couch and Rebel came over to sit with him. Jack kissed him sweetly then took his hand and nodded to the laptop. “I have something I want to show you.”
Rebel looked at the image on the screen and his eyes narrowed at first scaring the shit out of Jack but then Rebel’s face softened and he said, “That isn’t my aunt’s bead shop is it?”
Jack nodded and said, “It is.”
Rebel let go of Jack’s hand so he could grab the laptop and set it on his bare thighs. The picture on the screen was of the shop but changed. There was a huge garage door where the storefront used to be, just one small door to the side to an office. The place was painted with black and orange, the door chrome but open and inside were machines, bikes and workmen working on the bikes.
“What is this Jack?”
“Master. This is an idea only. You said you wanted to start a business, a garage. Why not use the property you already have for it?”
Rebel’s face was unreadable and he felt very nervous. “How’d you even do this? You suck at the computer.”
Jack let out a nervous laugh. “Um, well, Lynn and Mike, among their many other business ventures are amateur architects.”
Rebel bit his lip and nodded slowly. “Oh I see.”
Feeling as if he could scream or shake the fucker he said, “So what do you think? I mean it’s an idea. There is no commitment, no pressure.”
Rebel turned his head and smiled. “It’s great Jack. It’s…I don’t have words.” Jack took his face and kissed him hard. Rebel kissed him back but then pushed him away before Jack could get too carried away, which was impending. “There are a few problems with this though.”
Jack took the laptop and looked over the picture. “Well, I wasn’t sure about the colors and the machines had to be a little bit of research on their parts but…-“
“But Jack, hold on! Okay, this is perfect. It’s how I dreamed my shop could look but what about money? Without selling this place and the house there is no way I could afford this machinery or remodel. It’s impossible.” Rebel kissed him again then got up and started for the kitchen. “Is there anything specific you want for breakfast?”
Jack was up and walking behind him, scooping him back into his arms. “I have money and before you can even bitch and have a cow it could be a loan. I would expect repayment with interest, even if the interest was just your mouth on my cock.”
Rebel laughed and turned to face him. “Master…unless this is an order I can’t accept and even if it is an order I would be pretty likely to safeword but that still isn’t the only problem. What about location? As great as this town is for a diner and small time gas station, there isn’t exactly a motorcycle in every driveway. Who the fuck would come to me? There’s already a shop in St. Martin. No one would come here.”
Jack smiled and took his hand pulling him back on the couch. Once he pushed Rebel down to sit he handed him back the laptop and after only a couple of missed keystrokes he found the other file and showed it to Rebel. “They also design their own websites. They did a mock up for yours. It should reach thousands all around Colorado and the surrounding states. Lynn says if you stick to custom jobs and rare bikes you should do great and not be in real competition with anyone for four hundred miles radius.”
Rebel’s eyebrows rose. “You guys did your research.”
“Yeah so what do you think? I mean I wasn’t going to show you this until after our month but since our talk and all, well…”
Damn he hated being so insecure and it wasn’t good for Rebel to see this so just as he was about to get stern again Rebel smiled and said, “I’ll think about it. It’s really a good idea and I don’t really even know what else to say. I like that you believe in me like this.”
Jack kept his jaw from dropping but barely. He leaned back on the couch afraid that he would fall forward if he didn’t. “Of course I believe in you. You are smart, beautiful and talented. I’ve already seen what you did with that rust pit bike you rode in on. It’s a whole new bike now and that’s all you.”
Rebel perked then, looking like he wanted to jump up but instead he grabbed Jack’s hand while he asked, “Ride with me?”
Jack choked out a laugh, “What?”
“Ride with me. I would love for us to go for a ride!”
Jack looked out the window, and yeah sure, the sun was out and it looked great but it was still closing in on winter. “Baby we’ll freeze.”
Rebel shook his head. “I saw your long john’s in the closet, for what…hunting? Under our clothes and something to cover our ears and we’ll be fine. Exhilarated!” Rebel wagged his eyebrows. “I’ve tried everything you’ve asked or don’t you trust me?”
Jack pulled him over his lap and gave him a good smack on the ass then brought him back up to kiss him. “You know I do.”
Jack regretted that though when they were dressed and ready to get onto the bike. He felt the sun on his face and hoped he would feel that throughout the trip but knew he probably wouldn’t. The wind would blow any warmth the wind could bring and fast.
“Stop looking like you’re going to freeze to death. You have on like five layers of clothes. You look fat you have so much on,” Rebel teased and Jack pulled him over to kiss him hard.
“I’ll show you fat when we get back if my dick hasn’t froze and broken off.”
Rebel kissed him quickly. “Let me start it and then you can get on.” Jack waved to him and Rebel climbed on and even through the layers of clothes just the sight of Rebel starting the motorcycle made him want to swat that fine ass.
“Damn.”
Rebel looked over and winked, the rumble of the bike already vibrating him but it was nothing compared to what it felt like after he climbed on. It went into his thighs, up through the jeans and long johns, through his shorts right to his dick and stayed right there for a few seconds before it gripped his stomach and then shot to his nipples. Rebel scooted back just an inch and his firm ass rested against Jack’s cock nicely.
“Hold on!”
Jack had no problem with that, wrapping his arms around his lover tight as Rebel navigated out of the yard and down the drive, avoiding the bigger rocks, which Jack appreciated. He felt so close to Rebel as they got onto the main road and sped up that it reminded him of sex with their clothes on. The power of the bike, his arms closed around his lover’s waist, the arms stretched out in front as Rebel’s hand gripped the handlebars. It was sex and it slapped Jack right in the face as to why Rebel rode one.
When he was a little comfortable, he unwrapped his arms and set them on Rebel’s thighs. Even with the cold wind blowing over his pants he felt the heat radiate through and it warmed Jack immediately. Rebel’s smile in the mirror over his right hand made Jack glad he’d gone along. Rebel was happy. That’s all he’d wanted to see since that day in the jail when his boy was trying so hard to cover his pain and anger.
There was something about seeing the world from on top of a bike instead of in a car or truck. The smells were amazing, pine, sweet rich soil, and even the cold. The cold smelled and it was so refreshing he didn’t think he’d ever sleep again. Rebel leaned into the curves and Jack went along, their bodies performing as one, every movement of Rebel’s body his would mimic on instinct. Rebel’s eyes looked everywhere, watching the road ahead for obstacles to avoid while still looking at him every chance he got.
They rode for an hour then stopped outside of a small town to stretch and get a drink. Rebel ran in and grabbed them both a Styrofoam cup of hot chocolate then they sat on a picnic table next to the mountain store, looking out over the top of the hill across the stream that ran behind the building Rebel’s eyes lit up as he spotted a red tailed hawk soaring there.
“He’s waiting for his mate,” Jack said breathlessly.
Rebel turned to him grinning. “How do you know that?”
Jack winked and pointed and sure enough another hawk, less colorful, came and landed somewhere in the side of the rocky cliff and the red tailed male took off, presumably to hunt. Rebel looked at him in awe.
“You live in the mountains you pick stuff up like that about nature. Doesn’t hurt being around Dennis for so many years. He takes the land and animals very seriously.”
Rebel leaned over and kissed him then. “I think we are like those hawks. No matter where you go I’ll always wait for you.”
“You mean that don’t you?” After he kissed him sweetly while Rebel nodded Jack chuckled. “And if not you can send Dennis after me.”
They laughed together and Rebel took their cups to toss into the trash. Jack watched him move, the little swagger was still there but instead of him being ready with some comment that made people want to smack him, as he passed an older couple he waved and said hello and to the clerk who was out the side door having a cigarette he said thank you. Jack smiled and didn’t stop looking at him until they were both on the bike and even then he watched Rebel’s face in the mirror.
The ride back was even better. Jack teased him mercilessly with little touched and kisses to the back of his neck after pulling down his scarf. Nothing that would distract him too much so that he may wreck but he couldn’t help himself. He had to touch his boy, show him wordlessly how much he’d loved the ride.
He ran his hand seductively over Rebel’s thighs until they pulled into the yard. Rebel turned off the bike and hopped off quickly grabbing Jack by the collar and pulling him into a scorching kiss. “You are a real asshole you know?”
“No, I’m your Master and I like teasing my boy. Gotta problem with that?”
Rebel chuckled, his eyes full of the absolute glee he felt. “Not if you please me I sure don’t.”
Jack’s eye rolled up and he tapped his chin with his finger. “Hmm maybe. Maybe not.”
“I should cut you off.”
Jack snatched Rebel’s stocking cap off and grabbed a handful of hair, bringing his face close. “You can’t your body and heart belongs to me.”
Eyes full of lust Rebel agreed, “Yes sir, they sure do.”