by Tatum Throne
“Yes, sir.”
“If you have any concern about my conduct or the performance of any other officer, I expect you to come to me privately.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Dismissed, Officer Keats.”
Keats turned and left. Mason knew that he was going to have more problems with Keats. Men like him just didn’t disappear and shut their mouths. They caused problems, spread rumors, and disrupted morale within the force. Mason knew he’d have to keep an eye on him when he wasn’t looking. Mason passed by Kyle’s office and knocked.
“Come in.”
Mason opened the door and shut it behind. “You’re upset.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I know that you didn’t need my help. I wanted to clarify the situation before rumors started.”
“You didn’t need to defend me.”
“I wasn’t defending you. I was making sure everything was okay.”
Kyle shook his head. Mason knew that he was in trouble. Mason ran a hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean to upset you by stepping forward and taking the floor. You have to understand that what happens within the department lands on my shoulders.”
“I know that. I just don’t like the way this whole thing is playing out.”
Mason could see confusion come and go within Kyle’s eyes. For some reason he was having a hard time balancing his personal and work life.
“Everything’s going to be okay. You know that, right?”
“Yeah, I know.”
“I’ll see you later.”
“Later.”
Mason left Kyle, hoping that he would come to his open house tonight. Part of him knew that he might not. Kyle was not about to show up and hang out with the guys who were teasing him tonight. This was going to be a problem.
* * * *
For most of the evening, Kyle tried to get his balls adjusted to meet Mason at his open house. It wasn’t easy seeing the guys who saw him bomb in action with the chief. After the party had gone on for several hours, Kyle decided to swing in for the last few minutes of it.
“You don’t have to do any explaining about what happened at the bar,” Kyle said to himself.
Music pumped from inside the house. Kyle shut off his Jeep and stared at the house for a few moments. It looked like there were still a lot of people there. He headed up the brick walkway and opened the front door. Mason’s home wasn’t anything like what Kyle had expected. It was neat and orderly with modern furniture spread throughout the room. The guys were outside on the patio playing a nasty game of beer pong. Kyle scanned the house, looking for Mason. He caught sight of him outside on the deck, sitting with another guy from the department that Kyle hadn’t met yet. Kyle was tempted to cross the pathway and head over to Mason, but he didn’t. Instead, he hung out inside with the other guys as they talked sports.
“You made it. I didn’t think you were going to come.”
A shiver went down Kyle’s spine at the sound of Mason’s voice coming from behind him. “I got busy. I’m sorry I’m late.”
“No problem. You’re here now. That’s all that matters to me. Have you eaten?”
“No, not yet.”
“Well, grab a bite. You’re going to need your energy for later.”
“Later?”
Their eyes locked. “Yes, later.”
Kyle went into the kitchen, grabbing a beer. He watched Mason move through the room in a confident way that Kyle envied. Mason was smooth in a manner that Kyle longed to be.
As the night wore on, the guys came and went. Kyle tried to hang outside in the dark where he wouldn’t be noticed. He wanted to be the last one standing with Mason at the end of the night. Mason came outside with a beer and sat down next to him in the folding chair.
“You stayed.”
“Did you think I would leave?”
Mason shrugged. “I wasn’t sure, to be honest. Nice night.”
“It’s clear. You can really see the stars out here.”
“You can.”
Their eyes locked. A shiver went through Kyle’s body. “I like you and I like this. I think I want to stay for a while.”
“That’s a good thing since you’ve had too much to drink and can’t drive. You need to stay the night.”
Kyle smiled. He kind of liked the idea of that. “I guess I have to. You know I’m not drunk, right?”
“Yeah, I know. Come here. I want to show you something.”
Kyle followed Mason inside and went upstairs to his bedroom. He froze in the doorway as he looked around. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
“How did you keep anyone from seeing this tonight?” Kyle asked.
“I had the door locked.”
This room was made for dominating. Candles were spread around the room. It was a dark green color with earth tones worked into all the accent pieces in the room. The bed was a queen. There were all sorts of metal links on the bedposts as though things could be chained to it. Another shiver went through Kyle’s body as he thought about how Mason would handle him tonight. Mason went around the room lighting the candles.
“So, you want me?” Kyle asked.
“I think you know that I want you. Undress. I want to see you.”
Kyle undressed slowly. Mason’s eyes moved over his hot skin as he dropped his clothes to the floor. By the time he had gotten completely undressed, his dick was hanging heavy between his legs. He squeezed his hand up and down over his shaft, pinching his cockhead tight. Pre-cum dripped from his tip, smearing over the backs of his fingers.
“You’re being a misbehaving sub. You know that, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I am. What are you going to do about it?”
“I have some ideas.”
Mason walked through the room and pulled out a table-like chair that Kyle had never seen before. What type of contraption was this? It looked almost like a boot chair where cowboys sat to pull on their boots. Questions formed rapidly in his mind, but he knew he couldn’t ask them until he was at his hard limit. They were nowhere near that yet. He wanted to find out what Mason had in store for him and if that meant taking a step into the unknown, he would. A butt plug jutted from the chair. Mason came back with some sort chain that he locked around his scrotum and dick. He tightened it down to his skin, causing his dick to harden more. The tension on his prick felt so good. He bought the chain down around his hips and between his ass cheeks. Mason went to his nightstand and got out a bottle of lube. He snapped open the cap and lubed the butt plug on the chair. Mason moved Kyle into position onto the chair.
“Arch your ass out as you sit down,” Mason said.
Kyle arched his ass, biting his lip as he eased down. Mason pulled the chain between his ass cheeks apart as he sat. The cool heat of the wet butt plug rubbed against his rim as he pushed it into his ass. He loved every sweet second of it filling him up. Mason restrained his arms and legs on the chair with chains. His cock beat heavily, with lust running through his veins. He loved the way his cock was begging for more. He felt like his dick had been charmed by Mason. With every beat of his heart his cock jumped around. Sweat poured from Kyle’s temple as he waited for what Mason was going to do next. He wanted so much more.
Mason changed next to his dresser. He came back wearing leather straps around his shoulders and hips. He was the most amazing thing Kyle had ever seen. Kyle wondered what he was going to do next, but he didn’t have to wait long to find out. Mason straddled him and slipped his thick cock into Kyle’s mouth. He started stroking in and out. Kyle groaned with every push of Mason’s prick into his mouth. He loved the sweet taste of his pre-cum running down his throat. Kyle couldn’t help but start to pump his hips with the butt plug in his ass. He loved the feel of the butt plug moving with his hips. He ground his hips around, putting more pressure on his ass.
He wanted Mason to touch his prick and to take him hard. It was clear that that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon. Mason pulled his cock from his mouth
and came in close, whispering his lips across his ear.
“You’re fucking horny. Tell me how horny you are.”
“Yes! God, yes I am!”
“You’re going to have to wait. It’s going to be a really long time.”
For the love of God, Kyle’s cock slapped against his abs as he tried to move against the restraints, but he couldn’t. He wanted to touch Mason but he pulled away. He wanted to feel his skin against his. This was what he meant about hard limit. Kyle wasn’t sure how much longer he could take, but it wasn’t from being injured or hurt. It was from needing someone so badly that nothing else would ever satisfy him. Several minutes bled into some long, long agonizing minutes as his cock waited for attention.
“You’re so fucking horny.”
Mason just watched and walked around him. Kyle jumped when a leather flogger was smoothed over his skin. Mason edged it up against Kyle’s dick, hitting him with short hard strokes. Each hit landed with a stinging bite that sent his cock hitting against his abdomen. It felt so amazing to have his cock knocked around. Any attention to his prick was good attention at this point. Kyle bit his lip as he thought about coming. He groaned when the leather flogger was smoothed up and down his shaft.
All of a sudden, he felt a twisting pain on his cockhead as Mason squeezed his tip. “You won’t be coming until I give you permission.”
The chains holding him down rattled. Kyle wanted to come, but he was not about to orgasm without his Dom’s permission first. Their eyes locked as Mason eased the pressure on his cockhead. Kyle wanted to feel him pinch his tip again.
Chapter Seven
Mason could tell that Kyle was at the point of coming. He undid the restraints and eased his lover off the butt plug on the chair. He pulled him into his arms and kissed him with little control. Kyle groaned when his cock bounced against his abdomen. He was slick with sweat, making it easy for his cock to rub in between the muscles of Mason’s six pack. Mason slid his hands down over Kyle’s ass cheeks, slipping his fingers beneath the chain to rub them over his rim. Mason groaned as their bodies tensed against each other.
With a sucking sound, Mason broke his lips away, turning Kyle around in his arms. He placed his hands on the back of the chair, locking Kyle’s wrists down to it with the chains. Mason went to his drawer where he kept his leather floggers. He picked a braided one with a red tip that looked a lot like a snake’s tongue. Mason gripped the flogger, giving it several testing swings as he walked back to Kyle. The sound of the leather cutting the air sent sweet anticipation racing through his blood. Mason slipped the flogger into his leather strap across his chest as he walked around Kyle. His gaze locked onto that flogger as he circled around. Mason came to stand behind Kyle, smoothing his hands over his ass cheeks. He pulled his hand back, spanking Kyle with short, rapid hits. Mason loved the way his ass cheek rippled with each hit.
When his ass was warm with heat, Mason stepped back. He licked two of his fingers, slipped them under the chain, and rubbed them over Kyle’s hot rim. He heard Kyle groan and felt him arch back against his fingers. Temptation had Mason pushing two of his fingers into his sub’s ass. Mason gripped his shoulder with his left hand as he pushed inside with his right. They groaned together as heat surrounded his fingers. Mason never went in raw but he sure as hell was thinking about it with his sub. He gently slipped his fingers from his ass, taking the flogger from the leather strap on his chest. Mason whipped it through the air, landing it across Kyle’s ass. He moaned. The chains shook from Kyle shaking with sweet anticipation. Mason flogged him with five more hard hits. Mason flung the flogger aside.
With his cock hard and ready, Mason slipped a condom over his tip, rolling it down his shaft. He pulled the chain blocking Kyle’s rim open, exposing his rim. Mason moaned as the tip of his cockhead pushed into Kyle’s tight hole. He pushed all the way in and didn’t stop until he bottomed out. He loved the way Kyle groaned, arching his ass out for more. When he was settled deep within Kyle’s ass, Mason stilled himself, holding his sub within his hands. Every muscle in Kyle’s body was flexed and shaking. It was only then that Mason started to stroke him hard with short thrusts.
Mason watched as his hips slammed into Kyle’s ass as he took him roughly. Kyle groaned, begging for more. With each bounce of their bodies together, Kyle begged incoherently for Mason to hit him harder. Mason was shocked at how undone he was coming. He never had a sub who had totally turned him on. Mason wasn’t a man who fucked with his heart. He liked the cold distance that came with being a Dom. It gave him a sense of control and kept the wall around his heart.
As a Dom, Mason was proud of the fact that he could last a long time, but there was something about Kyle that made him feel as though he couldn’t last at all. Without warning, he pulled his throbbing dick gently from deep within his ass, whipping the condom off. He slammed his dick between Kyle’s ass cheeks, pushing his ass cheeks together as he rubbed himself roughly over his rim. Heat enveloped his dick. He wanted to feel Kyle raw but he knew that wouldn’t be happening. The abrasive edge of the chain was absolutely delicious on his cock. Mason cried out as he started to come. His dick jerked hard, bumping against Kyle’s rim as he exploded. Shots of cum landed in thick lines over the corded muscle on his back.
Mason was shaking, inside and out. He never felt like settling down with anyone before in his entire life. The thought of Kyle walking away and having someone else pissed him the fuck off. He reluctantly pulled away from Kyle and walked around to look at Kyle’s dick. Pre-cum leaked from his thick cock, sliding down onto the chair. He wanted to make Kyle feel as good as he made him feel. Mason knew he had only one chance to make their first encounter something very special. He looked deep into Kyle’s eyes and knew that he had to make this the most memorable experience of his entire life. He was about to do that right now.
Kyle bit his lip as every muscle in his body shook from trying to hold himself up. He was like putty in his hands. Tears misted through Kyle’s eyes as Mason came in close, giving him a passionate kiss.
“Are you hurt?” Mason asked.
“No. I want you so fucking bad.”
“I know, babe. I can tell. I’ll put you out of your misery soon. I promise.”
Mason released one of Kyle’s hands from the chair. “Jerk it. I want to see you come hard.”
Kyle whimpered as he gripped his dick. Mason grabbed his hand that was locked over his prick. Mason started jerking Kyle’s hand, showing him how he wanted it done. Kyle arched his head back as his hips jutted forward. He came hard. Hot jizz shot all over his chest. Streams of hot white cum dripped down from his chest. Kyle collapsed in his arms. Mason loved how undone he had come. Kyle’s dick was still throbbing hard as it beat like a bass drum against his chest.
Mason leaned in close, kissing Kyle. Their tongues licked together. Mason slowly broke his lips away with a wet sucking sound. “You still want me, don’t you?”
“I’m so fucking hard.”
Mason knew that the cock chain could cause over-arousal. He went to the closet and got a cock sleeve. He squeezed lube into it and came back, slipping it over Kyle’s dick. Kyle moaned as sensation swam over his body. He arched his spine as the sweet torture made his hips jerk upward for more.
“I feel so fucking close. I feel like I need to come again.”
Mason had never had a sub able to come twice back to back. This was completely new and unexpected. He knew he had to slow things down if he wanted his submissive to be able to come. He stopped moving the cock sleeve and kissed Kyle sweetly on the lips. He brushed his tongue deep into his mouth and loved the moan that echoed from Kyle’s mouth. Slowly, Mason started moving that cock sleeve again. Kyle groaned, pumping his hips. Mason slid his hand down between his ass cheeks, pushing his fingers below the cock chain. As he jerked his cock off, he slipped his fingers deep into his sub’s ass, taking complete control of his emotions.
He loved manhandling Kyle’s body. He squeezed the cock sleeve tight as he push
ed his fingers deep. It was only then when his fingers pushed deep inside that Kyle came again. Three lines of hot juice squeezed from his tip. It wasn’t as powerful as his first coming, but it sure as hell was memorable. Kyle collapsed in his arms. Mason caught him, holding him close to his chest.
Ever so slowly, their lips found each other’s and they kissed each other sweetly. Mason was amazed that his sub had come twice. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever experienced. Mason released Kyle from his chains and they went to the shower together. He turned the hot water on and they got beneath the spray. Very slowly, Mason washed his sub, taking care to ease the aches and pains that came from a long session. After he washed Kyle, Mason handed the soap to Kyle, and he washed him.
Mason loved the feel of Kyle’s callused hands moving over his body. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of it. When he opened them again, Kyle was watching him closely.
“Are you okay?” Mason asked.
“I’m good.”
There was something going on in his sub’s head. Mason could see it in his eyes. Regret could fester there and that was the last thing he wanted. “Don’t feel bad about what we did.”
“How can I not? You’re my boss.”
“I know, but we met before we started working together. You know that. It doesn’t matter now that we work together. You don’t have to worry about getting caught. I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.”
“But what if somebody finds out?”
“Let them find out. What’s the worst thing that could happen?” Mason asked.
“I’ll be fired and you’ll be reassigned.”
“You won’t lose your job. I promise you that.”
Kyle looked reassured for the moment, but how long would that last? Mason could see the doubt linger there. He didn’t want this to create any awkward moments at work, but he knew that there was a possibility that there would be some. Mason had to do everything in his power to make sure that Kyle trusted him, and he was going to do that tonight.
