The Christmas Office Party

by L. J. Hamlin

  It turns out Chris had gotten Jake for the Secret Santa. Jake rips into the neatly wrapped box, tearing shiny red paper to reveal a box with a cock ring in it. Everyone giggles and laughs. It’s clearly meant to be a gag gift. But when Jake looks at Liam, Liam raises an eyebrow in interest.

  Jake hangs out with Liam for the rest of the party; they have a few drinks, get a bit giggly. Liam disappears at one point, and he comes back with a grin on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.

  “What are you up to?” Jake asks, watching as two of the younger guys help Chris’s wife get him up from under the table, so she can get him home. She doesn’t look pleased, and Jake doesn’t blame her at all. He wouldn’t want to take his drunk ass husband home if he were married, Christmas or not.

  “I stole your Christmas present,” Liam says softly.

  It takes a few seconds for Jake to work out what Liam means. But then Jake remembers the cock ring he was given not an hour ago. He totally lost track of where he put it, apparently because Liam stole it.

  “Are you wearing it?” Jake asks quietly.

  “Yes.” Liam nods.

  “We are literally right in the middle of a Christmas party and you tell me that? Damn, you’re a tease,” Jake says with a groan.

  “I’m teasing both of us. I won’t take it off unless you tell me to or you take it off me,” Liam whispers.

  “How long until this party ends?” Jake asks.

  “A couple of hours.” Liam shrugs.

  “Whenever we leave, you’re coming home with me,” Jake says firmly.

  “I’d love to.” Liam grins.

  “Mistletoe!” Emma chirps holding out a sprig of mistletoe over Liam’s and Jake’s heads.

  “Emma,” Liam groans, blushing.

  “You have to kiss. Or you won’t get kissed again for the rest of the year. It’s tradition,” Emma says firmly.

  Jake rolls his eyes and turns to Liam. “A little peck isn’t that big a deal.”

  “Yay, do it,” Emma cheers.

  “Crazy woman.” Liam sighs, and then he steps closer.

  Jake rests one hand on Liam’s hip and leans in for a kiss. It’s probably the sweetest kiss they’ve shared so far today, and Jake can hear Emma make an “awww” noise.

  “You know you two would make a cute couple,” Emma tells them as Jake draws back from the kiss. His cheeks are hot, and he can see Liam’s cheeks going pink, as well.

  If only Emma knew what they’d been up to in Jake’s office.

  “Merry Christmas, guys,” Emma says before moving on with her mistletoe.

  “You know, I want to take you on a real date as well as take you to my bedroom,” Jake says, being careful to make sure no one is listening to them.

  “I’d like both of those things.” Liam smiles.

  “This close to Christmas, you probably have plans. I’m going home for Christmas in a day. But when I come back, can I take you out?” Jake asks.

  “I’m spending the holidays with my folks, but I’d really like to go on a date when Christmas is over,” Liam says, and he looks around before slipping his hand into Jake’s. “I think we’ve stayed at this party long enough.” Liam decides.

  “Yeah, I agree. Let’s get out of here.”

  They separate for a few moments to say good-bye and Merry Christmas to different people. Once they’ve done their festive duty, they leave together, and Jake finds he doesn’t care if anybody notices.

  It takes a few moments for them to get a taxi, but it’s not too long before they’re in the back of a cab together. As they sit side by side, Jake’s acutely aware that Liam’s wearing a cock ring. The very thought is enough to turn Jake on.

  Liam reaches out and takes Jake’s hand. Jake smiles and curls his fingers around Liam’s. It’s a simple pleasure, being able to hold Liam’s hand, but he really likes it. And now they’re out of the office, away from the party, they don’t have to hide that they have something between them.

  The Christmas music on the taxi’s radio keeps making Jake think of hiding in his office, and he’s not sure he’ll ever be able to hear Christmas music quite the same way again. Maybe from now on, Christmas music, mistletoe—all those thing—will remind him of Liam.

  They arrive at Jake’s apartment, and he pays the driver, who wishes them a Merry Christmas as they get out of the taxi. Jake keeps his hand in Liam’s as he lets them into his building and leads the way up to his apartment.

  He lets them in and then closes the door behind them, and tension he didn’t realize he was carrying leaves him. He thinks it’s because they’re truly alone now. They can’t get in any trouble for touching each other in Jake’s apartment. Jake lets go of Liam’s hand so that he can switch on a few lamps and the lights on his Christmas tree.

  “I like your decorations,” Liam says, looking around.

  Jake has a small tree in one corner with wrapped presents sitting beneath it. He also has a few bits of tinsel around the room and a few decorations hanging from the ceiling.

  “Thank you. I didn’t always bother decorating at Christmas when I started living alone. But then my older sister had a little girl, Daisy. I didn’t want to be the Grinch uncle. So I go as all out as I can in an apartment. My sister and her husband will bring Daisy over on Boxing Day to open her presents, and I babysit while they go to church,” Jake says.

  “You don’t go to church? My mother still guilts me into going to midnight mass on Christmas Eve. Apparently being an atheist isn’t a good enough reason to skip church at Christmas.” Liam smiles.

  “My family goes, but they don’t try and make me go. I went as a kid, but it was never really for me. And Daisy is six; she wants to run around, not sit in a church. So we get to have fun while the grown-ups go,” Jake says happily.

  Liam comes over to where Jake is standing by his Christmas tree and wraps his arms around Jake’s waist. Jake wraps his own arms around Liam, pulling him even closer to Jake’s front. He leans down and kisses Liam.

  They make out slowly, and Jake slides his hands up and under Liam’s shirt, stroking the soft skin of Liam’s back. He can feel Liam shiver in his arms. He backs off enough to start undoing Liam’s shirt. This time Jake doesn’t worry about being neat. He just lets Liam’s shirt fall to the floor.

  “I want you to take off your clothes and kneel right here, and I’ll be back.” Jake backs away from Liam and heads to his bedroom.

  They could do this in the bedroom, but Jake wants to save the use of a bed for another time, and he likes the idea of having Liam in every room of his apartment. Jake gets his toy chest out of his closet and goes back to the family room. He sets the box down beside Liam and doesn’t miss Liam’s curious glance.

  Liam looks perfect on his knees, naked skin glowing in the twinkling lights from the Christmas tree. The warm color of the lights not harsh, but subtle on his skin.

  “You trust me?” Jake asks, opening his toy box.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Jake takes out a blindfold and fits it to Liam’s face, tying it behind his head.

  “Comfortable? Can’t see anything?” Jake asks.

  “It’s comfortable, and I can’t see anything, Sir,” Liam says softly.

  Standing in front of Liam, who is blindfolded and on his knees, Jake unbuttons his own shirt and tosses it to one side. Then Jake goes to his knees in front of Liam. Cupping the back of Liam’s head, Jake draws him in for a kiss. When Jake nips Liam’s lip, he moans loudly, and it gives Jake an idea.

  “Do you like biting? Scratching?” Jake asks, running his nails lightly down Liam’s back.

  “Yes, Sir. Both. Not too hard on the biting though. Not enough to break the skin,” Liam replies.

  Jake kisses Liam’s neck and then bites the skin there lightly, and Liam’s breath comes out shaky. Jake bites down gently again, lower on the side of Liam’s neck. He trails a series of bites down Liam’s neck, his shoulder, to his elbow, and then up again. He presses several bites to Liam’s chest before suc
king on Liam’s nipple and then nipping it lightly.

  Liam is hard in his cock ring, and Jake gives him one teasing stroke. He wants this to last. Now that there’s no chance they’re going to be caught, he can take his time.

  “Tell me if it hurts too much. Don’t be afraid to safeword,” Jake assures gently before biting the other side of Liam’s neck. He scrapes his teeth over the tendon there and watches shudder. He takes the same path down Liam’s body, but on the other side this time, pressing gentle bites to Liam’s skin.

  “I want you to stroke yourself for me,” Jake says, sitting back on his heels.

  He watches as Liam brings a hand to his cock, rubbing his hands from the head down to the base, where the black cock ring sits.

  “Good boy. You have no idea how beautiful you look,” Jake praises.

  As he continues watching Liam, he strips out of the rest of his clothes for the second time that day. He could watch Liam like this forever. Hard, naked, blindfolded. Pink marks on his skin from where Jake has bitten him. Christmas lights flashing on his bare skin. He’s beautiful.

  “Keep touching yourself,” Jake says softly.

  Liam bites his lip, trying to hold in a moan as he strokes himself.

  “Don’t hold it in. I want to hear you moan. Don’t hide your sounds from me.”

  Liam keeps stroking, but now he doesn’t try to muffle any of his noises. He moans as he touches himself like Jake has asked, like a good little sub. Now this really is the perfect Christmas present, even if it’s come a few days early.

  Jake reaches out and places his hand over Liam’s, and he jumps at the touch. Jake smiles. The blindfold is really working. Liam can’t see a thing. Jake knows from experience that a blindfold adds to the excitement of a scene. It helps the endorphins rush in a sub, leaves them feeling helpless.

  He strokes Liam, slowing down his pace. Liam whines slightly, but he doesn’t complain. He whines again when Jake stills their hands. Jake takes his hand off Liam.

  “Stop stroking,” Jake orders, getting lube out of his toy box. “Now get on all fours,” he says, and he smiles at how quickly Liam moves. He’s on all four in seconds. His cock is hanging down hard and flushed. His back is arched slightly. He’s an amazing sight like this, as well.

  Jake checks to make sure the blindfold is still tight, and then he opens the lube and slicks his fingers. Even though they fucked earlier, Jake decides to go slow with the prep. He wants to tease them both now that he has the time to.

  He rubs his slick fingers over Liam’s hole, and Liam pushes back into the touch, a moan falling from his lips.

  “My beautiful boy. I’m going to take good care of you,” Jake promises. He slowly adds the tip of one finger, pressing it around the rim of Jake’s hole. He presses and stretches, adding more of his finger slowly and steadily. After a few moments of fucking his finger in and out of Liam’s hole, he adds another finger. Pressing two fingers together, Jake pushes them into Liam, who moans loudly.

  He fingers Liam slowly, till he’s moaning and pleading, whimpering constantly. Liam is shaking, trying to hold himself still, but he can’t keep from trembling from anticipation. “Tell me what you want.”

  “I want you to fuck me, Sir,” Liam begs.

  “I keep thinking about how good you felt. I need to be inside of you again.” Jake pulls his fingers out of Liam and finds a condom in his toy box. He rolls the condom on and slicks it up with a little extra lube.

  “I want to fuck you like this, on your knees. You look so good. You’re perfect,” Jake praises as he lines up his cock with Liam’s hole.

  “Thank you, Sir. I want you so bad,” Liam whimpers.

  He presses slowly into Liam, a little easier this time with the lube to ease the way. Liam relaxes into it easily, rolling his hips and arching his back as he fucks himself back onto Jake’s cock.

  Jake kneels behind Liam and starts thrusting almost gently, his hands on Liam’s hips setting the pace. But he soon starts to speed up, thrusting harder and faster, and Liam has to brace himself so that he can stay up on his hands and knees.

  Jake changes the angle of his thrusts, and Liam lets out a choked moan as Jake hits his prostate. Jake keeps at that angle, wanting to drive Liam wild. Pleasure is rushing through his veins, making his muscles buzz. His skin is slick with sweat, and so is Liam’s. They move together perfectly, like they’re one person.

  “Want to come?” Jake asks as he feels himself getting closer.

  “Yes, Sir. Please, Sir,” Liam begs.

  Jake reaches beneath Liam and removes the cock ring. He strokes Liam from base to tip. Liam’s come spills out over his hand.

  The tight feel of Liam coming around him makes Jake moan, pleasure shooting through him, and he keeps thrusting for a handful of seconds before he comes. Jake wraps his arms around Liam and eases them both onto the floor on their sides. He keeps them joined, but after a while, he starts to soften and has to pull out before he makes a mess.

  Jake quickly gets up to deal with the condom. When he comes back, Liam is laid out on Jake’s rug on his back, his hands under his head and the blindfold still on. The come on his stomach gleams in the light from the Christmas tree. Jake kneels down beside Liam, bending over his body to lick him clean.

  Liam squirms a little at the touch, but he doesn’t ask Jake to stop. Once Liam’s stomach is clean, Jake lies down beside him. After a few quiet moments, he reaches out and removes Liam’s blindfold. Liam blinks, adjusting to the change in light. “That was incredible, like, seriously, wow,” Liam says with a big smile on his face.

  “I must have been a very good boy to deserve you.” Jake grins.

  “Well, I must have been good, too, to get a Dom like you. It was like fate, seeing you at The Thorn club. I’m really glad I went there with my friends. I just wish I’d been brave enough to go up to you that night. We missed out on, like, a week of sex,” Liam replies.

  “You were brave enough to come to me at the party. I’ve been shitting myself all week, wondering what you thought of me and if you’d told people. Maybe we both should have said something sooner, but it worked out pretty well for us, don’t you think?” Jake shrugs, stretching out on the floor.

  It’s kind of nice, just lying here by his Christmas tree, buzzing more from the sex, the scene, than from the few drinks he’d had earlier. Jake thinks they had both been careful to stay sober for this. He would never go into a scene drunk because he needs to be able to think straight when he’s taking on the role of Dom. A dominant needs to have a clear head.

  “So, are you kicking me out, or are you going to let me order us pizza?” Liam asks.

  Kicking Liam out of his place is the last thing on Jake’s list of things to do. He’s really enjoying Liam’s company, and the sex is incredible. Why would he want to end that earlier than he needs to?

  “I’m not kicking you out, but can we eat the pizza in bed? And you’re answering the door. I don’t want to do anything that requires I wear pants,” Jake says firmly.

  “I’m totally on board with that plan. I like any plan that involves you naked. You naked in bed is even better.” Liam smiles.

  “Okay, food. I think we’ll need it. You know, for energy.” Jake grins, getting to his feet.

  Jake goes to his kitchen and gets a takeout pizza menu and then has to find his cell phone in the pocket of his discarded pants. He hands both the menu and his cell phone to Liam.

  “Any preferences?” Liam asks.

  “Order whatever you like. I’m not fussy when it comes to pizza. Just no pineapple,” Jake shudders at the thought of pineapple on a pizza. Who puts fruit on a pizza?

  “I hate pineapple, too,” Liam reassures him, and then he’s calling up the pizza place and placing an order for their biggest pizza, with all the meats.

  Liam puts his pants back on long enough to get the pizza and pay for it when it arrives. Then they head to Jake’s bedroom, where they get into bed, both naked again, with the pizza between them.
Jake doesn’t want to jinx it by saying how nice it feels, but it’s really nice.

  He hasn’t gone without sex since his last relationship, but it’s been a while since he had this side of things. It’s nice to sleep with someone and then be able to talk to them after, to just sit here eating pizza and talking about different people at work, like Chris passing out at the Christmas party.

  “He’s going to be so embarrassed,” Liam comments.

  “I’ll have to tell you how things are after Christmas. It’ll be weird not seeing you around the office, but I’m glad we’re not going to be working together,” Jake says firmly.

  “I agree. I think I made my move at the right time. I didn’t want to wait too long and miss the opportunity to be with you,” Liam says, sounding almost shy.

  “You made your move at the perfect time.” Jake leans in for another kiss.

  In his head, he’s thinking about Christmas, and more importantly, Christmas presents for Liam. Jake is thinking something black, something leather.

  Merry Christmas.

  THE END

  ABOUT L.J. HAMLIN

  L.J. Hamlin is a chronically ill writer who likes to write to escape from the pain. She loves animals and the supernatural.

  For more information, visit ljhamlin.com.

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