Vulnerable

by Tymber Dalton

  Jesse’s second male partner had been a newbie just out of the closet, and Jesse had fun passing along everything he’d learned thus far.

  Jesse’s one and only time with a girl had been in high school, a fumbling, awkward encounter that had divested them both of their virginity, while at the same time settling Jesse’s remaining questions over his sexuality once and for all.

  He wasn’t into women sexually. As friends, absolutely. In fact, she was the friend with whom he first lived, her and her parents, when he left home.

  That he got to be Leo’s first—in more ways than one—meant a lot to Jesse.

  He hoped he didn’t disappoint the man.

  In his bedroom, he opened the top dresser drawer and retrieved his latest test results, showing them to Leo. “This is what you look for,” he said, explaining the different sections. “And always the date, too.”

  “I trust you.”

  Jesse smiled up at him. “I’m flattered, but this is your life we’re talking about. I’m hoping neither of us has to worry about this issue again, but I’m a realist. You might decide you don’t want me in the morning.” He put the test results away. “Or you might decide you want to play the field before settling down.”

  Leo grabbed his hand and pulled him back, kissing him hard. Jesse didn’t have the will to resist, his arms encircling Leo and holding on for dear life.

  This…fuck, yeah, this. A man who wasn’t afraid to hold on tight, to use him, to show him he was stronger and in charge and yet wouldn’t break his trust.

  Leo backed him toward the bed. “I want to suck your cock,” he hoarsely said as he started working on the buttons on Jesse’s shirt.

  “Whatever you want. You can wrap me if you want for that. Fair’s fair, since I need to suck you off through one right now.”

  “How long does it take to get test results back?”

  “They have HIV tests that take minutes, but full blood work panels usually take a couple of days. You can go to the health department, if you want. They’re cheap and fast.”

  “Okay. I’ll do that this week.” He pulled Jesse’s shirt off him and shoved him back onto the bed, reaching for his belt. “I want to taste you.”

  Leo pulled Jesse’s belt from his pants, looped it around Jesse’s wrists, and shoved his arms over his head. Kneeling over him, Leo stared down into Jesse’s eyes. “If I go too far—”

  “I’ll safeword. If I don’t safeword, you keep doing what you’re doing. Don’t worry. You won’t break me.”

  Jesse’s cock throbbed as Leo got Jesse’s jeans unfastened and pulled down his hips, followed by his briefs. Leo didn’t even pull them all the way off before he wrapped his fingers around Jesse’s cock and went down on him.

  A loud moan escaped Jesse as his eyes fell closed. It’d been a long time since someone had gone down on him. Mario had been one-sided in that way, insisting that “Masters don’t go down on slaves.”

  Another obvious red flag he’d ignored. One that, once he’d admitted it after the fact, pretty much everyone he personally knew who identified as a Dominant type told him was utter bullshit.

  The heat of Leo’s lips around his cock only made him throb harder, pulsing against Leo’s warm, wet tongue. The man might be a virgin to cocksucking, but he had the technique down pat, that was certain. He licked down to Jesse’s balls and back again, up his shaft before going down on him once more.

  “I won’t last long,” Jesse gasped.

  “You’d better hold it,” Leo said. “I’m not done with you yet.”

  Jesse’s eyes popped open and he raised his head to look at him.

  Leo’s blue eyes looked dark in the dim light, midnight, deep ocean waters, and full of hunger.

  Staring into Jesse’s eyes, Leo’s tongue flicked out and caressed the head of Jesse’s cock, up the glans, over the slit, teasing, toying with him.

  “Sir, please make me come!”

  * * * *

  There’d been quite a few times he’d drawn out Eva’s orgasm. Mostly to conceal the fact that he hadn’t had one yet, or that he’d come quickly to get it over with and then focused on her so she didn’t catch on.

  He wouldn’t deny making her beg to come had been a turn-on.

  Hearing Jesse beg was almost too much for him to take. “Where’s your condoms?”

  With his hands still bound over his head, Jesse pointed at the bedside table to his right. “In the drawer, Sir.”

  Leo got up and retrieved them, including a couple of flavored ones.

  Perfect.

  He quickly stripped, got Jesse’s shoes and socks off so Leo could work Jesse’s jeans and briefs all the way off him, and then rolled one of the flavored ones onto his own shaft. He first knelt next to Jesse, holding the base of his cock with one hand as Jesse opened his mouth wide, eager, willing.

  Eva had hated going down on him and only did it the bare minimum as foreplay. The few times he actually came in her mouth early in their relationship—one of the only surefire ways he could easily get off because he could imagine a guy doing it—she immediately spat it out into a towel.

  Needless to say, he’d stopped asking her to do it early in their relationship.

  Slowly feeding his cock into Jesse’s mouth, he cradled the back of the man’s head with his free hand, struggling not to forcibly fuck his mouth. He wanted this to last a little while, at least. Remembering what Jesse had said, he curved his fingers, holding onto Jesse’s hair and drawing a needy moan from the man as he struggled to bob his head up and down on Leo’s cock faster than Leo wanted him to.

  “Shh,” Leo said. “Take your time. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

  No, he damn sure didn’t want to go anywhere. And with a child-free weekend, he could stay as late as he wanted tomorrow—or as late as Jesse wanted him to.

  Jesse’s eyes had taken on that delicious glazed look again as he stared up at Leo. He smiled down at him.

  “I want to learn everything,” he told Jesse as the man worked on his cock. “I want to learn what makes you feel good. I want to learn how to be a good Dom for you. As long as you want me.”

  Another soft, needy moan vibrated through Leo’s cock and balls and into his core.

  He gently eased Jesse’s head down onto the bed and swung a leg over him into a sixty-nine. Keeping his weight off Jesse, he went down on him again, licking and sucking him while slowly fucking Jesse’s mouth.

  Fuuuck…

  Heaven. This had always been one of his favorite things, and he couldn’t do it like this with Eva. She’d always have to be on top and working his cock with her hands and not her mouth or she didn’t enjoy it.

  He carefully settled some of his weight onto Jesse and the responding moan of pleasure had Leo struggling to hold back his own release. He wanted to make Jesse come first, like this, to feel Jesse’s moans through his cock.

  Taking his time, he explored, went deep, tasted, rolled every drop of pre-cum the man’s cock pumped out over his tongue like it was a fine champagne. He gently cupped Jesse’s sac, stroking it, marveling that the man kept himself shaved.

  Fuck, yeah.

  Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He started working his mouth up and down Jesse’s shaft faster, sucking more, enjoying the way it grew harder, hotter, and then the way the man’s body went rigid as he moaned around Leo’s wrapped cock. Even the condom couldn’t detract from the delicious vibrations rolling straight down his root and into his balls.

  Hot, tangy cum flowed into Leo’s mouth. He went as deep as he could, swallowing, savoring it, sucking until Jesse whimpered and shuddered beneath him. Then, still holding the man’s softening cock in his mouth, Leo started fucking Jesse’s mouth, only taking a couple of strokes until he exploded and filled the condom, Jesse still sucking and licking for all he was worth and his renewed moans dragging out Leo’s orgasm even longer.

  He felt weak, shaky, as he finally pushed himself up and off of Jesse, turning around to free Jesse’s han
ds and pull him into his arms, one leg draped over him, his condom-clad cock wilting between them.

  Leo kissed him, loving the way Jesse kissed him back, hard, tongue fucking his mouth, exploring, tasting.

  Eva had never wanted him to kiss her after going down on her.

  Jesse seemed eager, desperate, even.

  Leo stared down at him. “How was that?”

  Jesse’s smile tugged Leo even closer to love. “Better than great, Sir.”

  “Are we moving too fast?”

  “We’re not kids. We have jobs and lives. Don’t ask me to hand over my bank account, and I won’t quit my job and ask you to be my sugar Daddy. How’s that?”

  “You are wise beyond your years.”

  “Unfortunately, I had damn good teachers about the hard knocks of life.”

  “No lying,” Leo said. “I catch you lying to me, that’s it.”

  Jesse nodded. “Deal. No playing with or sleeping with anyone else.”

  “Deal. You have to accept my schedule around Laurel,” Leo countered. “I might not always be able to have you around if I’m doing things with her. Or we might have to play it cool if we’re together around her.”

  “Done. I’m going to be going to school as well as working. You have to be able to handle my schedule and understand that I’m going to be really busy. And that sometimes we’ll be together, but I’ll need to study.”

  “Absolutely.” They stared at each other for several long, quiet minutes. “Does this mean we have a relationship?” Leo asked.

  Jesse smiled. “I guess it does, Sir. As long as you want it to be one.”

  “You can’t call me Sir around Laurel.”

  “As long as I can other times.”

  “Do you have a preferred term for me to call you?”

  Leo suspected Jesse was about to say Leo could call him whatever he wanted to call him, but he stopped himself.

  Then, “I think I would like it if you called me your boy. But if you have other suggestions, I would like to hear them before making that permanent.”

  “I like boy. So does this make me your Dominant?”

  Jesse stared at him for a long, quiet moment. “For now. If you want to be.”

  “I want to be. And in the future?”

  “Depending on how this goes, I’d like to discuss Master and slave. But I know we both have a long way until we get to that point.”

  Leo leaned in and kissed him. Slowly, sweetly, gently. “Will you be patient with me as your Dominant when I screw up and don’t do things right?”

  Jesse smiled. “Only if you’re patient with me when I get a little toppy from the bottom trying to teach you the right way to do things.”

  “Does this also make you my boyfriend?”

  “I hope to hell so, Sir.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  While Leo got out of bed to clean up and dispose of the condom, Jesse turned on one of the bedside lamps so they’d have a little more light. Then he realized he could still hear the music from next door, so he turned on the TV, setting it to a music channel on the cable box to help drown it out.

  When Leo returned, he crawled into bed next to Jesse and pulled him into his arms. “So would it be unDomly of me to ask you more about toys?”

  “No, it wouldn’t be unDomly at all. You’ve never had anything in your ass before?”

  “Nope. Well, just my own fingers in the shower a couple of times. And my proctologist, but that doesn’t count. I knew that wasn’t something Eva would be interested in so I never pursued it.” He rolled Jesse on top of him. “Feel like introducing me to that?”

  Jesse eagerly nodded, leaning in to kiss him before bouncing out of bed and going to the drawer where he kept his toys. He grabbed a couple of butt plugs—one for him and one for Leo—lube, wipes, gloves, and a couple more condoms.

  He suspected he’d need to make a supply run tomorrow.

  From the bathroom he grabbed a towels and then returned to bed. He held up a larger butt plug, the one for him, and waggled his eyebrows at Leo.

  “Want to watch me do it first?” Jesse reached out and stroked Leo’s cock, which was already showing renewed signs of life. “I’m going to need it to loosen me up for you fucking my ass later. And yes, I want you fucking my ass later.”

  Leo nodded, stretching his body out and lacing his hands behind his head. “Me, too.”

  He draped the towel over Leo’s midsection and straddled him, facing away from him. He loved it when Leo’s hands stroked down his back, over his ass, settling on his hips.

  Jesse cast a glance at him over his shoulder. “Touch all you want. It’s yours anyway.”

  Their gazes met and Jesse hoped he wasn’t being an idiot. That in a few days or weeks he wouldn’t realize this was a mistake and regret opening his heart—and body—this soon to someone so new not just to BDSM but to being openly gay.

  A theoretical queer who hadn’t actually been in a relationship with a guy wasn’t exactly a solid partner with a good track record, no matter what the man promised.

  Jesse pulled on a nitrile glove, worked a condom over the butt plug, and then lubed the hell out of it. He squirted some lube onto his fingers and leaned forward, reaching under him and working it into his hole. Already his cock was hardening again, throbbing, eager. Yeah, he loved something up his ass, preferably a cock, but plenty of times he’d rubbed a few out while wearing a butt plug all afternoon. Or wore one while Tilly topped him and then came home to the apartment to beat off.

  Leo’s hands fell still as he watched. Jesse worked one, then two gloved fingers inside himself, making sure he was well-lubed before grabbing the butt plug and starting that. This one was large, but he’d taken it plenty of times before. At its widest point it was a little thicker than Leo’s cock, meaning once this loosened him up Leo would be able to give him the hard, pile-driving fuck he’d been in desperate need of for months.

  With two fingers pressing on the base of the toy, and his weight resting on his other hand, he started slowly fucking the toy into his ass, carefully, taking his time.

  “Fuck,” Leo whispered.

  Jesse’s head dropped and he could see under his arm, look back and watch Leo’s face. Leo’s eyes widened as Jesse slowly started working his hips. Beneath the towel, Leo’s cock had hardened again and was starting to tent it.

  “You like getting a show, Sir?” Jesse teased.

  “Yeah. That’s…fucking sexy.”

  “One of my favorite things,” Jesse said, “is to be cuffed and collared and restrained, on my hands and knees, while I get plugged. Followed by a good hard beating. Keep edging me for a while, my cock dripping. Not letting me come until after there’s a real cock in my ass and I’m getting fucked nice and hard.”

  Leo was breathing heavy now, his fingers gently raking down Jesse’s back.

  “Don’t ever be afraid to fuck me hard, Sir,” he said. “As long as you prep me first. I want to be used like that. I enjoy it. I like being Sir’s fuck toy.”

  Leo’s blue gaze fixed on his as his hands settled on Jesse’s ass and spread his cheeks.

  “That’s it, Sir,” Jesse said, the widest part nearly past his rim. “Do what you want to that ass. It belongs to you now.”

  “I want to fucking bite you all over that ass and leave teeth marks.”

  Jesse grinned. “Lucky for you, I enjoy that.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself to relax as the widest part slipped through his rim and then his body gobbled the rest of it, the base settling between his cheeks. He sat up and removed the glove, stripping it off inside out and dropping it to the floor.

  Then he turned around, straddling Leo, and leaned in to kiss him.

  Leo grabbed the back of Jesse’s hair and rolled over on top of him, one knee pushing between Jesse’s and forcing his legs apart. He grabbed Jesse’s hands again and shoved them over his head, fingers laced with his, his weight on Jesse.

  “So if I order my boy to play with my
ass and get that other butt plug in me, you’ll still respect me in the morning?” His arched eyebrow made Jesse laugh.

  “Yes, Sir. Damned straight, I will.”

  That made them both laugh.

  * * * *

  Leo swung off him. “How do you want me?”

  “Might be easier on your hands and knees this first time.”

  As Leo knelt there on the bed, his head resting on his arms, he tried not to focus on how his cock was once again hard and throbbing.

  Jesse sat up and changed position, moving behind him. He heard the man pull on another glove and unwrap a condom. “Condoms make it easier to clean the toys,” he said. “Nothing personal.”

  “It’s okay.”

  Leo heard the snick of the tube of lube, then a moment later Jesse’s ungloved left hand rested on Leo’s lower back. “If it hurts at any time, just tell me. I’ll go slow.”

  Leo forced himself not to jump when he felt one lubed finger touch his rim. He thought it’d be like the doctor exam, but Jesse didn’t rush. He stroked Leo’s back with one hand while gently massaging his rim with the other, pressing a little, but not trying to breach.

  Jesse’s free hand trailed down and around and under Leo to find his cock. Jesse didn’t stroke him, just wrapped his fingers around Leo’s shaft and gently squeezed, making Leo moan and start working his hips against Jesse’s hand.

  “That’s it,” Jesse softly said. “Do what feels good.”

  It was then Leo realized Jesse was pressing more firmly against his entrance, and if he shifted his hips back just a little farther…

  “Ahh…” He got it. Jesse was letting him do the work, holding his hands still and letting Leo fuck himself back and forth as much as he was comfortable, impaling his ass on Jesse’s finger a little deeper with every thrust, while fucking his cock into Jesse’s fist.

  Once Jesse’s finger was buried all the way inside him, Jesse gently squeezed Leo’s cock again, stopping him from being able to thrust. “How’s that feel?”

  “Good…” It felt better than good. And then Jesse slowly started fucking Leo’s ass with his finger. Leo kept his eyes closed, focused on not coming as Jesse’s finger swiped across his sweet spot inside him.