by Max Hudson
Stewart was smirking as he left the Rodney house. Hopefully, he would never have to set foot in there again. He made a visit to the Reid house to give the laptop back, Taylor promising to make copies of the footage just in case. Then Stewart made his way back to his home. He had a very excited animal to return.
Megan and Jonathan were in the kitchen when Stewart returned. Stewart let Buster down as he set foot in the house, and Buster ran into the living room. He was shutting the door when he heard the delighted squeals from Megan. Stewart followed the squeals and found Megan on her knees, cuddling her cat. Jonathan was leaning against the counter watching them with a smile. He looked up as Stewart came in.
Megan also looked up. Now her eyes were shining with tears, but her expression was happy.
“How did you get him back?”
“I did a bit of persuading. It didn’t take much.” Stewart leaned against the doorframe. “My belongings should be returned by the end of the day.”
“What have you been up to?” Jonathan asked.
Stewart winked. Then he beckoned Jonathan to follow him. They made their way into Stewart’s office, Jonathan closing the door behind him. He still looked confused.
“What have you done?”
Stewart leaned against his desk. He was still on a high after seeing Miles Rodney get backed into a corner. Then he told Jonathan everything. Jonathan listened with growing amazement, his eyes widening as Stewart told he what he had done. When Stewart was finished, Jonathan’s mouth was opening and closing much like his father’s.
“I... that is...what...whoa.” He whistled. “I don’t even know what to say.”
“You don’t need to say anything. I got my things coming back, Megan’s got Buster back, and your parents should be leaving you alone now.”
“That’s something.” Jonathan smirked. “I would’ve loved to have seen Dad’s face while you were showing him the proof he had robbed your home. And he seriously didn’t wear a mask for this?”
“Nope. Probably thought if they smashed my cameras, it wouldn’t matter.” Stewart chuckled. “It was priceless seeing the look on his face.”
Jonathan ran a hand over his head as he approached Stewart, taking Stewart’s hands.
“I don’t see Dad taking this lying down. Just be aware that he’s going to come back swinging.”
“I know. But I’m prepared. Everything’s set in case he does try to get back at me.” Stewart squeezed his hands. “I’ll be able to deal with him. No problem.”
“That’s good to know.” Jonathan sighed. “I’m sorry for getting you into this mess. Again.”
Stewart had heard that word far too many times over the last few days. He cupped Jonathan’s face and kissed him.
“You don’t need to be sorry. I did this for you, Jonathan. And I’d happily do it again.”
“You would?”
Now Jonathan was looking hopeful. Stewart sighed.
“You’re not very confident with love, are you?”
“With parents like mine…” Jonathan stopped short, his eyes widening. “Wait a minute, what did you say?”
“You heard me.” Stewart stroked his cheek. “I love you, Jonathan. I know it’s quick seeing as we’ve only just got together, but I’ve loved you for a long time. I think it’s time for me to confess.”
Jonathan was looking like someone had hit him over the head. Stewart kissed him again, and this time Jonathan responded. His arms wrapped around Stewart, tugging him close. Stewart growled, pressing his hips against Jonathan’s. God, his erection was huge. Even now it sent shivers down his spine. What he could do with that cock…
“If I’d known about this before,” Jonathan whispered against Stewart’s mouth, his hands slipping under Stewart’s sweater, “We might have gotten together years ago.”
“I’d say we certainly would have.” Stewart allowed Jonathan to nudge his arms up, tugging his sweater off. He could hand a little bit of control to someone else, but not all of it. “You think you could love me?”
“Definitely.” Jonathan stepped back and pulled off his turtleneck, his muscles rippling as he tossed it aside. “Especially when you going alpha male’s pretty sexy to me.”
“Oh, I can do a lot more of that.” Stewart gestured at Jonathan’s pants and sneakers. “Strip. Now.”
“Yes, sir.”
Jonathan began to undress. Stewart would never get bored of that sight, of a man as high-ranking as Jonathan doing his bidding. And he would certainly never get bored of that thick cock of his sprouting up proudly from his groin. Stewart licked his lips. Jonathan groaned, putting his hands behind his back.
“Careful, Stewart. You make me feel like a million dollars when you look at me like that.”
“Well, you are to me.”
Stewart approached him and slid his hand over the hard shaft. Jonathan hissed and thrust into his hand. Stewart chuckled and kissed him.
“Not just yet. I want you to cum when I do.”
“Just as long as we’re quiet this time. Megan’s only in the other room.”
“Maybe we should invest in a ball gag.”
Jonathan grinned.
“You like things to be kinky?”
“Only with you.” Stewart pointed at the desk. “Get on the desk and lie back. I want you now.”
“Yes, sir.”
Jonathan stepped around Stewart and headed to the desk, hopping up onto the tabletop. Then he lay back on his elbows, his cock standing up long and thick. Stewart couldn’t take his eyes off Jonathan’s cock as he undressed, kicking his boots aside.
“Would you like to live on base with me?” Jonathan asked.
Stewart stared.
“You serious?”
“I’m serious. After what’s happened, I think a change of scenery will do you good. I can easily sort that out with Captain Park.”
Living with Jonathan. Stewart knew it was moving fast, but he didn’t care. He had Jonathan, and Jonathan wasn’t going anywhere, as far as Stewart was concerned. Stewart went to the dresser and opened the top drawer, retrieving the bottle of lube.
“You really do have that stuff in every room.”
“I told you I would.” Stewart squirted lube onto his hand and slathered his cock with it. “And I can work from anywhere. I don’t need to go into an office.”
“Good.” Jonathan’s eyes were dark with hunger as Stewart prowled over to the desk. “I’m sure I can get things swayed for you.”
“I know you can.” Stewart grabbed Jonathan’s hips and tugged him to the edge of the desk. Then he pushed Jonathan’s legs up, pressing his thighs against Jonathan’s chest. “You’re good at that, Jonathan.”
“I’m glad I’m good for something.”
“Trust me, you’re more than good.” Stewart placed his cock at the entrance of Jonathan’s asshole. “And I’m going to show you.”
He eased his way in, sliding in easily as Jonathan lifted his hips with a moan. Stewart then adjusted Jonathan’s legs, wrapping them around his waist before stroking Jonathan’s cock.
“Cum when I cum, remember?”
“I remember.” Jonathan was panting. “Just fuck me already.”
“I make the rules, remember?” Stewart grinned as he pulled out slowly. “But seeing as you’re so eager…”
He slammed his hips back, causing Jonathan’s whole body to stiffen and shudder. Stewart didn’t ease up, thrusting hard and fast into Jonathan’s ass, which tightened around his cock to the point that Stewart was seeing stars. He tried stroking Jonathan’s cock at the same time, but then Jonathan knocked his hand away and started pumping himself, leaving Stewart to lean over and press his hands on the desk.
They were fucking like animals with someone else in another room, and they were making a lot of noise. But Stewart didn’t care. He had got what he wanted, and now he was taking what he wanted. Taking something that Jonathan was willingly giving.
His climax built faster than Stewart expected, but he held
off as he watched the pleasure pass over Jonathan’s face. The man was beautiful when he was being fucked. He looked delicious. Stewart leaned over and kissed him, sucking on Jonathan’s tongue. He got a moan in return, and Jonathan’s ass clenched onto his cock even more. That sent Stewart over the edge, and he came with a shout. Moments later, he felt Jonathan’s release hit his belly and Jonathan’s shuddering moan. His legs clenched around Stewart’s waist to the point of painful before relaxing, Jonathan slumping on the desk.
Stewart was breathing heavily. He felt like he had been sprinting. But he was smiling as he raised his head. Jonathan’s expression was dazed, his eyes somewhat glazed over, but he was smiling back. He ran his hands over Stewart’s head, his fingers brushing through his hair.
“I take it when we’re on my base you’re still going to be the boss in the bedroom?”
“Always.” Stewart grinned. “You can be Lieutenant Commander Rodney in everything else. But when we’re together intimately, I’m the one who is called ‘sir’.”
Jonathan laughed.
“Living with you is going to be fun.”
“I certainly hope so.” Stewart kissed him again. “I certainly hope so.”
