Chapter 7
He was shaking and it wasn’t just in fear but in anticipation. Not since he was a kid had he been nervous about having sex and not since then had he been so aroused. Sex had become something he used to get his head out of the fury or frustration life seemed to always throw at him but with Jack it was different and they had barely started.
Jack was back standing over him at the side of the bed. Rebel lifted his hand and took the lube from Jack set it on the bed then reached back up and took his hand, gently pulled him onto the mattress. Jack got next to him and the movement of the bed made his ass feel raw, reminding him of the spanking all over again. It made him wonder how the hell sex would feel. It made him even more aroused which frankly freaked him out more than the spanking had.
“What’s with the blush? I haven’t even touched you yet,” Jack whispered chuckling.
Rebel hadn’t realized his feelings showed on his face and once again tried to lie but it died on his tongue as he looked into Jack’s eyes. “My ass hurts.”
Jack obviously tried to hold back a smile but he couldn’t and said, “And you like it don’t you?”
Rebel was overcome with desire then, Jack’s voice, his smile and the truth of it slammed him hard. He grabbed Jack and pulled him over the top of him kissing the big man deep. His hands clutched at Jack, desperate for the feel of him, pushing up his shirt to feel his flesh and Jack stayed his slow easy course, holding back just enough to make Rebel even crazier. He wanted the man inside of him; needed him so bad he was ready to beg.
oooOooo
It was the hardest thing he’d ever done to not just spread the man’s legs and ram inside. Jack had to hold back, to take it at his own pace and not allow Rebel to control it. Rebel needed that as much as he thought he needed to be taken fast and hard.
Well, he was going to get it hard but not until Jack was ready. Jack pulled up from the kiss and stared down at the flushed face with glassy eyes that beseeched him to keep going. He calmed himself as much as he could before he took Rebel’s wrists into one of his hands and with the other cupped his cheek. “Easy now boy. I’ll take you how I want to.”
Rebel’s eyes darkened then closed and a whimper escaped his beautiful lips. Rebel’s breathing was a near pant and his nipples were perked up enticingly. Jack thought it was a perfect place to start so he lowered his head and took one into his teeth in a mild bite then let his teeth clamp a little harder as his lips touched the skin and suckled. Rebel pulled hard to loosen the grip Jack had on his wrists but Jack was strong and didn’t budge letting his weight on Rebel’s body hold the rest of him still. With the pressure of his teeth tightening he took a light touch down Rebel’s side bringing chills popping up on the younger man’s skin. When he flicked his tongue over the nub Rebel screamed out. That scream let loose more of Jack’s keen passion but he didn’t let it show, glad that his pants were on to keep Rebel from feeling the gush of precum that had just released from his straining cock.
oooOooo
Was the man schooled in torture? Was his body just so in need of a touch of a man that he actually knew the name of that it was overloaded with sensation? Whatever the cause Rebel was letting go and each touch from the older man was already rushing him toward orgasm like a meteor falling to earth and yet his ass was achingly empty and his cock wasn’t being touched except for the hip holding it down to his own stomach. He’d never been so close just from touches and the touches were conflicting and fucking amazing. One painful, the nipple held between unforgiving teeth, and the softest brush of fingers up and down his sides and arm. He heard himself groaning and was only glad he hadn’t started to beg yet but he was close, so fucking close to pleading with the man to fuck him!
How he wanted it, wanted him and still Jack played with him like a well fed cat played for hours with a mouse. It didn’t want to eat the damn rodent; it only wanted the fun of the chase. Wanted the fear coming off of the prey. He’d be Jack’s quarry for as long as he wanted.
“Jack! I can’t take it!”
Finally Jack’s teeth released his nipple and the blood rushing back into it hurt worse that the teeth had. He clenched his own teeth as his eyes rolled back into his head as he hissed and heard, “You’ll take it. You’ll take all I have for you.” Then it was the other nipple introduced to Jack’s teeth and Rebel’s head whipped from side to side while he felt the pressure increase there and Jack’s hand running over his neck and collar bone. He moved his legs as much as he could and almost sobbed with need.
oooOooo
So responsive, so fucking hot Rebel was under him that Jack decided then and there he never wanted to be anywhere else than over him. His nipple tasted like warm sunshine and his skin was firm and soft and someplace he wanted to feel against his skin for long nights to come. When he was finished torturing the nipple he searched his eyes over Rebel’s fine lightly chiseled body until he found where his mouth wanted to be next but he didn’t want to dive right in so he made a trail with his tongue from Rebel’s chin down to his sternum then lifted his eyes to Rebel’s face.
“I’m letting go of your hands now but don’t move them.”
Rebel looked down at him, his vision obviously fuzzy and he just nodded furious and said, “Please Jack, please fuck me!”
“In time boy. In time.”
A loud groan sounded as Rebel’s head fell back onto the pillow and he was glad the man couldn’t see him smile. He trailed his tongue from where he’d left off down Rebel’s perfect taut abs purposely missing his dripping cock and the pool of precum gathered there until he got to the man’s soft brown bush. He ran his fingers though the fur before he took Rebel’s narrow hips in a firm grip, set his mouth around one of Rebel’s balls and took it in, sucking tenderly but with enough sensation that Rebel writhed. Jack smiled around it and sucked harder listening to the incoherent mumbling and yelling from Rebel.
Finally Rebel yelled again and this time he understood it clearly, “I’ll do anything!”
The begging and the sweet taste of him and he couldn’t wait any longer either but he still kept at his task until he had sucked both of Rebel’s balls and licked a line up his cock before kneeling on the bed and moving Rebel’s legs apart. He grabbed a pillow to put under his hips then grabbed the lube. “Keep your hands over your head until I tell you different.”
“Anything, anything!”
Jack didn’t smile this time, he didn’t find satisfaction or humor in the man’s submission. He only felt right and in his perfect headspace. He slicked his fingers with lube and started slow, running his index finger around Rebel’s sweet pucker, enjoying the twitch and flinch as he got closer and closer to pushing through. The tease had always been his best tactic when it came to making a man submit. The bondage, floggings and other things he loved and wielded well too but every Dom had a specialty and the tease was his.
At least it had been that way with Martin and it seemed to be happening with Rebel too. The pool of precum was becoming a lake and Jack knew as soon as he put his cock inside of the man Rebel would climax so hard he’d scream. Just the way he reacted when Jack finally slipped his finger inside told him that. Rebel’s hips bucked up, his hands clenched and pulled the pillow so hard Jack thought he would tear it open. He was so close to orgasm that his body tensed with it.
Jack bent over him and took his finger out as he commanded, “Do not fucking come until I tell you!”
Rebel’s head cleared for just a second and he looked up at Jack like a little boy who’d gotten caught stealing a cookie from the jar then his lids closed over those beautiful eyes and he nodded ever so slightly as he whispered, “Okay, okay I won’t.”
Pushing his finger back in he watched Rebel struggle not to come and it was a beautiful sight. Everything Rebel did was as beautiful as he was. He sucked in and bit his cheeks to keep from begging more as well as to keep from coming and he tried to control his rapid breathing. It was…beautiful…
Finally after fingering him with two digits and stretching him just enough to make him feel every inch with plenty of pain left over to make the stretch all the sweeter. He was throbbing he was so hard but he’s had a long time to learn control even before Martin died so after he was naked and sheathed he put his cock to Rebel’s entrance and grabbed Rebel’s wrists once more, leaning way over and licking Rebel’s bottom lip. “Are you ready Rebel?”
Rebel’s eyes found his just as Jack pushed in and he tried to pull free of Jack’s grip on his wrists but he couldn’t. Jack’s grip was vice tight and his determination tighter so he pulled out slow until he was barely inside of Rebel at all and then slammed back in. Rebel shot over his chest, some cum hitting his chin and looked better than a last morsel of food to a dying man. Jack dove for it, sucking the cum from Rebel’s chin as he started pumping inside of him, a hard steady rhythm of strokes that had his younger lover breathless and roll his head and eyes at once. He took one wrist in each hand kissed Rebel feeling the tightness around his cock as he drove inside of the beautiful creature below him. “That’s it; you came once now I want you to come again.”
“No…oh fuck…I can’t!”
oooOooo
He couldn’t. The last orgasm had nearly made him black out. He’d never come so intensity before in his life and he just couldn’t fucking do it again. He was losing himself and he didn’t fucking care. Jack was inside of him and not just in his ass making love to him better than he ever thought sex could feel but inside of his mind and soul. His blue eyes were black holes sucking him in and getting him lost there until he didn’t know his own name anymore. All he knew was that he was Jack’s boy now and that’s all he’d ever wanted to be even before he knew who the fuck the man was.
Jack’s cock was so perfect, fitting in him like a light bulb in the socket lighting up his insides with glorious pleasure. It wasn’t like Jack hit his prostate with every thrust it was like his sweet spot moved to be hit by it. His entire body sought out and found every single touch of this man.
“Come now. Show me how beautiful you are when you take pleasure from my cock boy.”
That lust filled voice triggered him, he felt it roll through him and if he’d tried he couldn’t have stopped it. A tidal wave of pure fucking heat and he rode it until he saw black and the world faded in around him surrounding him like a warm bath.
When he woke up he was being kissed sweetly. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled when he felt that Jack hadn’t freaked and pulled out of him. He felt the throbbing cock, Jack’s fast pulse still stretching his tunnel and he smiled wider.
“You’re back.”
Rebel couldn’t speak, suddenly very aware that his throat hurt and he figured out quickly that he’d probably been screaming. Jack just chuckled and the laughter made his dick jump a little letting him realize how sensitive he was.
“Are you ready to let me finish?”
Finally he found his voice and answered, “Yes.”
Without further delay Jack pulled back and started the thrusting once more and even though his limbs were nothing but warmed gelatin he wrapped them around Jack as Jack continued to fuck him. Jack didn’t seem to mind not holding his arms down because the kisses he gave Rebel were so sweet and deliciously passionate he knew he could live on them, using them for life instead of food or air. When Jack came he groaned into the kiss and when he fell on Rebel it was gently before he rolled to the side and turned Rebel’s face to look at him. Rebel smiled even though he felt how weak it was.
“Is that what you said flying was?”
Jack chuckled and pulled him close brushing his hair back from his face. “Not even close. You haven’t seen anything yet.”