I Need You To Feel Again
Camisado
It’s not so pleasant and it’s not so conventional.
It’s sure as hell ain’t normal, but we deal
We deal.
Born in a rich family and growing up in the most lavish and glorious house in England, Alexander William Gaskarth had it all and more. His grandfather worked hard to get his company up and running. He never would’ve guessed how successful he would become. Creating an entire line of hair care products, he became a big shot entrepreneur. A clear example of education and success at its finest. Alex’s father, Peter, inherited his business and expanded it. Spreading business from town to town, and eventually to other states.
His familymoved out of England in hopes of spreading their company to other parts of the world. And what better way to exploit your company than by moving to Cooperate America. His family, trying their best to stay humble, moved to Baltimore, Maryland; where Alex spent most of his teenage years. He made a great amount of friends and even became a great musician. Sometimes, he and his friends would even cover songs from his favorite band.
His parents forced him to work in the company his grandfather established. Leaving behind his dream of becoming a musician. He eased up after a while and he didn’t even realize how great he was at managing the Gaskarth’s company. He’d been promoted a few times, and was now CEO of their main plant in Maryland. Taking care of distribution in their American branch.
“Mr. Gaskarth!” Rian, Alex’s secretary and right-hand man ran up to him, holding out Alex’s personal cell phone.
“What is it Dawson?” The brunette nonchalantly asked, pouring himself a short glass of whiskey.
“It’s your father sir.” He handed his boss the wireless device.
“Alright, thanks. You can go home now. It’s late and remember you have to be here early tomorrow.” He sipped his glass and took the phone.
“Will do Mr. Gaskarth, Goodnight.” The secretary backed away.
“Goodnight Dawson.” He said perching the phone on his shoulder, maneuvering his head so both his hands were free.
“Alexander, son, how’s business?” Peter’s gruff, British voice spoke being heard on the other side of the phone line.
“Great, yeah. Everything seems to be in order. I think I’m doing perfectly fine.” Alex smiled cockily, proud of his recent successes. Seeing that the company’s stock when up significantly higher once he was in charge.
“I made the right choice in leaving everything in your hands. And how’s that wife of yours?” His father asked.
“Dad, we both know I’m not married anymore.” Alex giggled, sipping his drink slowly. Enjoying the burning sensation going down his throat.
“Well, I’m pretty sure you at least have a girlfriend.” Peter laughed, which died slowly when he heard his son sigh in disapproval.
“No Dad, I haven’t found anyone yet.” Alex chuckled.
“You will eventually. Look at you. You’re handsome, successful, and also very young.” Peter remembered his son’s complexion. Big brown eyes, disheveled brown hair that he really needed to cut.
“I’m twenty-five dad, I’m not that young.” Alex sighed. “I’ll talk to you later. I’m leaving the office right now.”
“Alright son, don’t stress too much. Lisa wasn’t really worthy of you. You’ll find someone.” His father reassuringly smiled, as if Alex could see him.
“You’re stressing me more than I already am. Goodnight Dad.” He giggled, hanging up the phone. He locked the door of his office and went down the building’s elevator. He pondered about his past relationship. It didn’t really work out, not because Lisa wasn’t worthy of him like his father said. It was more the fact that Alex just grew bored of her. As selfish and as arrogant as it sounded, it was fairly true. He grew out of people easily. He and Lisa only dated for a few months before getting married, then divorced a few months after. As crazy and as stupid as it sounded, it happened. That was the longest relationship he’d ever been in to be exact.
“Nine months?” He recalled aloud, as he opened the door of his blinding white Mercedes Benz. Breaking it off with Lisa wasn’t easy either. She really liked Alex, and he just thought she was cute and well; she gave tolerable blow jobs. Not the best, but it was enough to get Alex off.
Which brought Alex to his next point as to why he hadn’t tied down to someone yet; he was a person that was really picky. It was difficult for him to get turned on and even harder to reach an orgasm. At first he thought it was an issue, but after being checked by the doctors, they said he was fine. His endorphins were being controlled by his mind really. Which was actually very true. He thought girls who dressed skimpy were sluts, and it was an immediate turn off. Or maybe it was just girls in general that were a turn off?
But of course, it didn’t stop him from having sex with them from time to time; just to get off a little. Casual fucks to put it in literal terms. One night stands and he was done. He didn’t want to betied down to that person. He got what he wanted, and he didn’t need that person around anymore. Which was blasphemy to him how he managed to stay with Lisa so god damn long.
The fact that he wanted nothing to do with a person after he fucked them was the reason he didn’t have a housekeeper. Which was also the reason why his home was a mess. It wasn’t a big house; a six bedroom, three bathroom sized house with a balcony. As successful as the Gaskarth family is, it would’ve been assumed Alex would be living in a bigger house full of maids, servants, and butlers. But no, Alex wanted to live ‘humbly’ and he didn’t need something so grand.
But what he did need now was someone to clean his house. He was too tired and just too irritated to do so. He pulled his blazer off and rested it on the recliner in his living room. He loosened his tie, making his way to his shower, disposing his clothes. He then began to cleanse his tense body as he thought of a way to get someone to clean his house; someone whom he wouldn’t tempt himself to fuck.
“Maybe hiring a male butler?” He chuckled, rubbing the soapy loofa over his bare skin. Of course a man wouldn’t dare to work as a housekeeper.
~*~
“Dawson!” Alex paged his secretary to his office.
“Yes Mr. Gaskarth?” The secretary popped his head through the door within seconds.
“Come in. I have a favor to ask of you.” He smiled, gesturing his hand for him to get closer.
“Which is?” The secretary cocked a brow.
“I need you to get an advertisement on the newspaper, but not for the company. It’s for me personally.” Alex smirked.
“What do you need sir?” Rian pulled his notepad out of his breast pocket. Preparing himself to jot down notes.
“I need an advertisement for a housekeeper. Use my second cellphone number in the ad, and you will be the one to handle the calls and set up interviews. Of course, I’m going to need you to be there during the interviews. I’m sure it won’t take too long to find one. Make sure it says to leave a voicemail if no one picks up the phone. You’re a busy man Dawson, and I’m sure you won’t be able to answer the phone all the time. Oh, and I also need them to be willing to live with me and watch the house while I’m gone.” Alex snapped his fingers.
“Gotcha boss!” The secretary happily smiled.
“I knew I could count on you Dawson. You’re the best.” The brunette smiled back.
“Thanks Ale- I mean Mr. Gaskarth.” He cut himself off, hoping his boss wouldn’t be offended in anyway.
“You can call me Alex.” He furrowed his brows. “Rian?”
“Yeah. That’s my name!” The secretary grinned.
“I’m just so used to calling you Dawson. Speaking of which, we should go grab a beer later. You need to loosen up a little.” Alex chuckled.
“Sure thing. Now, I’m going to get this done for you Alex.” Rian shook his notepad in his hand, leaving the office.
~*~
There it was in black and white.
HOUSEKEEPER NEEDED
WILLING TO LIVE WITH EMPLOYER TO WATCH HOME.
LEAVE VOICEMAIL IF NO RESPONSE.
Jack circled the ad in the classifieds sections, eager to call the number. He’d been desperate for a job. Being laid off from his previous job destroyed him financially. This job he was interested in was a bit feminine, but it would have to do. Plus, they wanted someone that would be willing to live at the house they cleaned. Which was fine by Jack. Moving back in with his parents wasn’t really all that comfortable considering he’d just moved out two years ago, that same year he graduated. He went to community college, but he couldn’t handle the stress, so he dropped out.
Twenty-one-years-old and unemployed was a quite embarrassing. He was desperate at this point, and this job had to do. Just had to. He frantically dialed the number, counting the dial tones nervously and to his surprise, someone picked up.
“Yes?”
“Hello? I’m uh, Jack. Jack Barakat. I was calling for the housekeeping job.”
“Of course. I would like to set up an interview with you. When are you free?”
“Whenever really.” Jack chuckled nervously.
“Today, seven in the afternoon. We’ll meet you at Starbucks.”
“Sounds cool, yeah I’ll be there. Can I get your name please?”
“I’m Rian, but the one who will be hiring you is my boss Alex Gaskarth.”
“Ah, okay. Um, when I go, do I just-“
The phone went dead before he could even ask his question.
Alex Gaskarth huh?
“Sir, someone called for the job!”
“That was quick! What’s her name?”
“Her name is Jack and she’s a guy.” Rian laughed.
“A guy called? Seriously? You think it might be a joke?” Alex cocked a brow at his secretary.
“No, I doubt it. He called back asking which Starbucks to meet him at and everything. He really seems to want the job Alex.”
“Alright then, well hopefully he’s housekeeping material.” Alex rubbed his chin imagining this Jack character.
~*~
Jack arrived thirty minutes early to the Starbucks he was supposed to meet his new employer at, just to be there when they walked in. He didn’t want to keep them waiting, and potentially lose his chances of getting the job he desired. He took a sip of his Strawberry Frappuccino as he stared at the door, hoping to see the people he was waiting for. Although, he didn’t know what they looked like honestly. So he would fidget around when he saw men in suits walk in thinking it was the people he was supposed to meet. But then they would take a seat and they didn’t seem to be looking for anyone. He thought maybe he should walk over there and see if it was them? But what if wasn’t them? He’d embarrass himself. What if the people he’d actually be waiting for walked in while he was talking to the wrong people? And Jack thought there was no possible way he could get even more nervous than he was before.
Jack thoughts were interrupted by a man in a button up shirt and dress slacks tapping him on the shoulder. He had a rather average frame and square shaped face, with mildly long hair styled very modernly. He had a short, ginger-ish looking beard and nice brown eyes.
“Excuse me, are you by any chance Jack? The guy looking for a housekeeping job?” The man said in a moderately low voice, seemingly saving the embarrassment for Jack.
“Yea-Yes. I’m Jack. Jack Barakat.” The lanky young boy stood up to shake the shorter, but older man’s hand.
“I know. I’m Rian. Rian Dawson. My boss Mr. Gaskarth should be coming in any minute now.” Rian warmly smiled. “Now I’ll be right back. I’m going to place an order.” The secretary walked away, leaving Jack alone to stare at the entrance of the coffee shop as the barista took Rian’s order.
Then Jack felt his stomach flop when he saw a man, who was also dressed in a bright blue button up shirt and slacks walk into the shop. He looked just a bit taller than Jack with caramel brunette hair, cut in a way so messy; that he made it look professional. His fringe lazily hung over his face slightly and he flipped it unconsciously, that he made it seem like he knew someone was staring. And in fact someone was staring; Jack was staring. Taking in all of this man in the span of two point five seconds. The man rubbed his clean shaved chin and walked over to Rian, whispering in his ear and the other man doing the same. Then they both glanced at Jack, who just now snapped back into consciousness and smiled awkwardly. The two men walked over to the table Jack had chosen to sit at. The boy stood up as the approached the table and Alex walked up to him.
“Hello Jack, I’m Alex Gaskarth.” He smiled, extending his arm for Jack to shake. Who took it nervously and stated his own name again. Even after Alex had already said his name.
The interview wasn’t as bad as Jack thought it would be. It was mostly asking him about his background information, education and (if any) a criminal record. Which Jack wasn’t all too worried about since he didn’t have one. Rian did most of the questioning, and Alex was just kind of there looking at Jack. He examined the way Jack made eye contact, the way he spoke, and his body language. Jack wasn’t all too nervous. But he would stumble on his words when he glanced at Alex who was just staring at him. After he was clearly warned that they would have a background check of him to make sure that everything he stated was true, they concluded the interview and shook hands. Jack felt a weird, electric shock go through his hand when he and Alex touched. Rian explained that they would call him if he had the job and gave another, warm bright smile. Jack swore those teeth the man had were false, because they were so bright he felt like he would be blinded.
Once the boy made his way home he texted his best friend Zack about the whole situation and then proceeded to tell him about that awkward tension he felt between Alex and he.
From: Zack
I don’t know man. Well, he is like a CEO and stuff. Of course he’s going to be intimidating.
To: Zack
Yeah, but I felt like he was staring into my soul or something. It was weird.
From Zack:
That’s what people with no souls do Jack. They have no soul because of all the money they have; so they dissect others with their eyes to see if that person does have one.
To Zack:
Whatever I guess, I shouldn’t worry too much. But if I get the job I’m going to be like… living with him. I don’t know if I can stand him staring at me the way he does.
From Zack:
It was an interview. Chill out. You’ll get the job and do great. Most bosses are intimidating at first, but once you get to know them, they’ll loosen up.
To Zack:
Well I hope to God he does so.
Jack got a call from Rian a week later congratulating him that he got the job. It was awkward for Jack, because it wasn’t like he’d gotten a job at the office to be congratulated. But the kind gesture was quite flattering. Rian asked Jack to meet him at the same Starbucks the interview was held with all his belongings and he would take him to Alex’s house.
Jack was following Rian’s car to his now new job and home. It took him longer than it should’ve to get ready and his mother wasn’t all that happy to know his son would be working as a butler for a CEO.
“A maid Jack? Seriously? Of all the jobs in Baltimore.”
“I’m being hired as a butler, thank you! And hey, I’m moving out. For good maybe. Be happy.”
He snapped out of his trance once he pulled up to a beautiful two-story home in the richest part of town. The house in which Alex resided was a lot smaller than the houses surrounding it, but it was an extravagant nonetheless. Rian walked Jack to the front entrance and opened door, taking Jack to Alex’s office on the other side of the hall. Rian pressed a small button on the side of the door and spoke into the speaker saying: “I brought him.” and the door clicked as Rian pulled the handle to reveal a lot more relaxed looking Alex Gaskarth. He was slumped comfortably in the chair, with his legs crossed and feet rested on the mahogany desk. With a book his hand, biting his lip.
“Hi Jack,” Alex stated, his eyes never leaving the printed word of the novel in his hand.
“Hello Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack smiled, trying to stare at the more comfortably dressed Alex. He was wearing plaid pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt.
“Well, I’ll be on my way.” Rian killed the silence, taking a few steps towards the door.
“Call if anything.” Alex blurted out and Rian hummed in response, leaving the two alone in Alex’s office.
“Palahinuk.” Jack eyes marveled over the spine of the book.
“Yep he’s a great writer. This is my third time reading this book. All thanks to Ryan Ross.”
“You listen to Panic! at the Disco ?” Jack’s jaw dropped slightly.
“The Young Veins and Panic!. Their old stuff is great.” Alex placed a book mark in his novel and set it down on the desk. He put his feet down and got up to face Jack.
“Let me show you around the house first and tell you all the things I want you to do, as well as the things I don’t want you to do.” Alex eyes met Jack’s.
“O-okay.” Jack blurted out. He tried to avoid Alex’s gaze and his eyes landed on a picture frame with a photo of a girl with a broad smile.
“Um, is that your girlfriend?” Jack bit his lip. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked that.
“Who?” Alex looked up.
“The girl in that picture.” Jack looked down, then slightly pointed at the frame.
“Oh, that’s Lisa. My ex-wife. I don’t even know why I still have this picture. She bored me. I get bored with people easily.” Alex giggled, looking at the picture then putting it face down.
“I see.” Jack sighed. Was Alex really that kind of person?
“Anyway, let’s bring your stuff inside and let me show you your room.” Alex walked to the door and Jack followed. He rushed to his car and grabbed most of his things. The brunette man helped him bring his stuff in, which was very sweet of him because he honestly didn’t and shouldn’t have to. The paid help here was Jack.
Alex on the other hand couldn’t help himself from helping Jack. The lanky boy’s movements were utterly adorable. When he lifted things, his shirt would ride up, ever so slightly revealing his thin protruding hip bones. Alex bit his lip at the sight of it. There was something different about Jack that made Alex feel overwhelmed with body heat. His warm smile and innocent eyes. As well as his tiny body and awkward body language. He liked Jack. He was different from other people Alex liked, because most people Alex seemed to like have vaginas. Jack has a dick.
“Alright Jack, before we do anything else. There’s one errand I need you to run. Take this ticket to the cleaners and tell them you’re going for me. You’ll be doing this quite often from now on. I’ll call them to make sure they know who you are and won’t question why someone else that isn’t me is going to pick it up. This ticket in particular is for your uniform. It’s a simple butler’s outfit. It’s a coat and some black slacks with my initials on the breast pocket of the coat itself. I hate that it has them. Anyway, you’ll have more than one so don’t worry about wearing the same thing over and over. You’ll just have to be patient because I just ordered more outfits. I don’t want you to wear a uniform honestly, but if my dad pops in and sees that the paid help aren’t dressed appropriately, he’ll get on my ass for it.” Alex explained as the boy nodded, taking note of everything he stated.
“Understood, Mr. Gaskarth.”
“Call me Alex. Refer to me as Mr. Gaskarth when other people are around.” Alex chuckled at the boy’s tense complexion. Grabbing the younger boy’s chin with his thumb and index finger. “Now just go pick this up for me and I’ll get your training started.”
Jack nodded once again, gulping and walking away. Snatching the keys to his car and made his way to the cleaners. So far, everything was going great except for the fact that Jack couldn’t bring himself to stop staring at Alex. He was gorgeous, and the boy couldn’t help himself. Jack was a gay man with hormones for crying out loud. Of course he was going to be staring at Alex in that way.
The lady at cleaners gave Jack a funny face when he said he was here to pick up Mr. Gaskarth’s order. She scrunched her nose then spoke to her manager giving her the approval to hand over the clothes to Jack. The uniform was in a black bag, so he wasn’t able to see the contents.
Jack went back to his now home and alerted Alex of his arrival who nodded and said to meet him in his bedroom once he was dressed. Alex was now dressed formally, wearing a pale blue button up shirt and dark gray slacks. He would be attending a meeting later that afternoon and he just wanted to be dressed already. He was in his bedroom this time. Sucked into Invisible Monsters with Panic! at the Disco’s A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out playing in background.
“Let’s get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.” Jack sang along softly.
The boy laid the bag down and unzipped it.
Jack never thought it’d be possible for his jaw to drop that low in his life.
The bag revealed a skimpy, cabaret, French maid style uniform that was nothing like the description of the uniform Alex told him about. Maybe he gave Jack the wrong ticket? Or maybe the lady at the cleaners gave him the wrong bag. He should’ve checked it earlier before he left the store.
“God dammit Barakat.” Jack slapped his forehead, chewing his lip and contemplating what to do now. He could just go tell Alex he got the wrong outfit. But this was Jack’s first task Alex sent him to do and he already fucked up. This was bad. Really bad. Jack was so getting fired. But what if Alex thought it would be funny to see Jack dressed like this. A way to break the ice? Jack said fuck it, and grew the balls somehow to dress up in the bits of clothes the slutty uniform had to offer. If he was going to get fired, might as well be in the most ridiculous way possible.
He stripped himself of his own clothes and boxers included. He didn’t think his new boss would really appreciate seeing his dick, but it wasn’t like Jack would be wearing this outfit for long. It was just to get a good laugh out of each other. The garter belt and white tights came on first. Jack clipped them and shimmed into the dress. Tying the cute little neck tie to finish it off. He was almost sure he didn’t put this on right. Be he didn’t care. Like he thought before, he wouldn’t be in this for long.
Jack was having second thoughts about what the hell he was doing. Or what the hell he was thinking, while walking to Alex’s bedroom. He was going to run back to his own room and take the dress off, but it was too late. Alex opened the bedroom door before Jack could even knock, and saw the boy stand there; flushed bright red. The brunette’s eyes widened and his face was about the same colors as Jack’s. The boy swallowed the lump in his throat and spoke.
“M-Mr. Gaskarth. I think they gave me the wrong order.” Jack spoke softly. Looking up at Alex who didn’t seem to react. The same emotionless face splayed before Jack. That’s it. He lost his job. The laugh he was anticipating was never heard. The younger fidgeted as the older man lifted an arm. He was thinking Alex would hit him but instead, that arm pulled him, twisting his body around and before Jack could even process what was going on. Alex wrapped his arms tightly around Jack’s waist. Pressing his chest hard against Jack’s back. The older man’s hot breath on Jack’s neck. Sending shivers down the boy’s spine.
“Fuck.” Alex breathed out, hot and heavy as he began to kiss Jack’s neck.
“Ah, Mr. Gaskarth. Y-you’re not mad?” Jack questioned, and bit his lip when Alex bit down on his neck.
“I mean, you did fuck up pretty bad didn’t you? But it’s a good thing you can use this to regain yourself.” Alex pressed his lower body against Jack’s ass. The younger boy’s dick twitched when he felt the older’s semi-hard on press against him. “You’re so naughty Jack. Someone else would have just come up and told me they messed up. But you, you kept it to yourself and even wore this.” Alex’s arms traced up and down Jack’s sheathed leg with white lace. “Mmm, I should’ve known you were a slut.” Alex bit down on Jack’s neck once again. Grinding his hip onto the younger boy.
“M-Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack moaned and pushed back. This was not Jack’s plan at all. He would have never guessed Alex was gay. Ever. So whatever was going on right now was the most shocking, but amazing thing imaginable for Jack.
“Come in here Jacky. I need to show you what you need to do in my bedroom.” Alex backed away from Jack and gave a nice, loud, slap on the younger’s ass before the boy could turn around.
Jack listened to his boss and entered the white and blue room. It seemed to be Alex’s favorite colors. And Lucky for Jack, the stockings were white, the dress was grey, and his little tie was a cute teal-ish color.
“Alright Jack. First thing’s first, pick up everything you see on the floor.” Alex growled as Jack lowered his body to retrieve the book the brunette was reading earlier. All of Jack’s glory, so easy, on display for Alex. “On your knees, or I’ll put it back on the ground and make you pick it up again.”
So Jack did as he was asked and kneeled onto the floor, retrieving said book and a random sock he found. He looked up and Alex approached him, knelling down slightly himself. Grabbing a hold of Jack’s chin for a seldom kiss. The brunette stood back up and eyed the younger boy.
“Now, suck me.” Alex growled as he placed his crotch just a few centimeters away from the younger’s face. “No hands.”
Jack chewed his lip and teased his nose on the bulge that grew in Alex’s pants. He lifted his head and tongued at the zipper. Then finally pulling it down with his teeth. He contemplated how he’d get the button undone, so he bit the fabric and tugged on it desperately. Lucky for Jack, it was one of those kind of slacks that had a small metal bar that slipped into a hook. So it wasn’t as difficult as he thought it would be to get it off. He tugged down on the pants and let them slide down Alex’s body. He then began to shape his mouth onto the bulge in his boss’ boxers. Sucking it and teasing it with his tongue. Pleased with the noises the man above him was making as Jack began to tug on the soft material of Alex’s blue and black boxers and dragged them down his legs. His dick sprang out and Jack marveled over Alex’s member.
He looked at Alex who’d been staring at him the whole time. He was biting his lip and then gave a small smile when their eyes met. Jack licked up and down the older man’s erected cock and kept the eye contact they had, dipping his tongue into the slit here and there. He kissed around it. Especially at the tip which was aching red. He tried his best to sooth it with his wet muscle and kiss it some more. Alex hadn’t rushed Jack or complained about the mild teasing. He actually seemed to enjoy the playful acts Jack was performing, almost like he was trying to test what Jack had to offer?
Soon enough, Jack parted his lips and sucked on the aching tip. The brunette groaned softly. Biting his lip and just fucking staring at Jack. The boy let the erected cock slide into his mouth inch after inch and mused over the quiet noises Alex made. He kept still for a little while then began to bob his head. Resting his hands on his own thighs, trying to resist touching himself. He played with the lace of his stockings as he bobbed his head on the brunette’s shaft, moaning when Alex moaned. Causing those sweet vibrations that Alex’s dick was craving for. Jack began to go faster. Jack was enjoying the taste and feeling of Alex’s cock in his mouth. He could do this for hours if Alex would let him. Just suck his dick all day and hear Alex moan.
Jack stopped and pulled his mouth off of Alex’s cock. A little string of spit attached to both his bottom lip and the tip of Alex’s dick was visible as he did so. “Fuck my mouth.” Jack spoke as he slacked his jaw. Alex tangled his hands into Jack’s hair and thrusted in. He started slow and tried to avoid chocking the boy. He took at least half of his cock with no problem, but then gagged slightly as Alex kept going. Which turned Alex on even more and he tried his best to control his hips.
“W-ow Jack. You’re such a cock slut. You’re just loving my d-dick in your mouth huh? You’ve been dying for me to fu-fuck your mouth baby, hm?” And Jack moaned pleasingly as their eyes met again. Jack did think Alex was hot from the very beginning, but he never expected anything to happen. Alex continued to fuck Jack’s mouth and maintain their soft and subtle eye contact. Jack’s eyes closing a few times when the brunette went a little too far into Jack’s throat. Heat began to overwhelm Alex’s abdomen. He warned Jack, “I’m g-gonna, gonna come.” He spat out, and Jack kept his mouth around Alex’s cock. He bobbed his head a few more time then let the hot, white liquid enter his mouth. It streamed down his throat and he swallowed it roughly. Licking some of the excess on his lips. Alex moaned at the sight of it. His chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He sat down on his bed and Jack looked over at him. Waiting for further instruction.
“Come here.” Alex whispered. Jack got up and walked to side of the bed were Alex sat. Staring at him with desperate eyes.
“Let’s chat for a minute, yeah?” Alex bit his lip and reached for Jack’s hips, sitting the younger boy on his lap. Jack’s hard cock touched Alex’s softening one and they both moaned in unison. Alex rested his head on Jack’s chest for a minute and rubbed Jack’s thighs.
“You’re really bad, you know that Jack?” Alex looked up at the boy. “Playing these little dress up games and not telling me. You didn’t think I would get mad at you?” Alex began to bite down on Jack’s neck and grip his thighs roughly. He slapped one of them and earnined a satisfying moan from Jack.
“I’m gonna punish you for that Jack. I’m your boss and you disobeyed me. It’s a good thing that pretty little mouth of yours can suck cock. So I won’t be too rough on you.” Jack just moaned and grinded on Alex. Anticipating whatever the brunette had in store for them. Alex slapped one of Jack’s white laced thighs once again. “I’m in charge, got that?” Alex bit down on Jack’s exposed collar bone. He slapped his thigh once against after never receiving a response. “I said, ‘got that?’” Alex looked up at Jack.
“Y-yes… Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack added; which didn’t seem to please Alex.
“Mr. Gaskarth is my dad, and I honestly don’t want to be reminded of him when I’m fucking you. So please, call me Alex.” The older man growled and Jack whimpered at his words.
“Okay, Alex.” Jack tried the name on his tongue. He loved the way it tasted as he spoke it.
“Good, it seems like you’re getting the hang of this. Listening to me. Doing as I say. Cause that’s what I hired you to do.” Alex grinded up against Jack; whose back was arching and his head thrown back. “Plus your voice is so cute. I can’t wait to hear you scream my name.” Alex licked the younger boy’s neck. “Gonna make you scream so loud baby.”
“Ah-Alex” Jack moaned when he felt Alex grind up harder and faster on him.
“You look so hot in this outfit Jack. It suits you so well. I like the fact that you didn’t wear anything under the dress. You did that just for me huh?” Alex hands roamed around the bare skin under Jack’s dress.
“Mhmm,” He moaned and bit his lip as he felt Alex’s hand wrap around his dick. It wasn’t a lie; he did do all of this for Alex, he just never expected all of this to happen. But he was sure hell not going to question it.
“Bad boy Jacky. Or should I say, ‘Bad girl Jacky.’ You haven’t even gotten to know me yet, and you already want me to fuck you?” Alex growled flicking his wrist faster on Jack who was a moaning mess. The entire situation became too much for Jack to handle so he let go all over Alex’s hand and stomach. He was panting heavily and looking down at the mess he made.
“Tsk tsk Jack. I want you to clean messes, not make them. Now clean my shirt off. I really like this one.” Alex growled. Jack assumed the whole situation was over. He got off of Alex began to unbutton his shirt to take it to the wash. “What are you doing Jack? I said no hands remember? Lick it off.” The brunette arched a brow. Jack’s pupils dilated; the game wasn’t over. So Jack began to suck and slurp, cleaning the mess he made all over Alex, who watched gleefully.
“You thought we were done Jacky? Oh baby, I still haven’t properly punished you yet.” He commanded Jack to sit up and lie face down on his lap. Alex lifted the dress and exposed Jack’s bare ass. He admired and rubbed it in small circles.
“I bet you’ll like getting spanked hm?” Alex mused when he slapped Jack’s ass hard without any kind of warning. Jack rutted his hips down on Alex’s lap. He only came just a few seconds ago, but he was already feeling himself get hard.
“This is what’s going to happen every time you do something bad Jacky. I’m going to have to punish you. Although, it seems like you’re loving this.” Alex talked nonchalantly as he hit Jack repeatedly. The brunette was right. Jack was loving every second of this. The sound Alex’s hand made as he hit his bare, now aching ass. He was moaning loudly. He wanted to get fucked. Now. But Alex wasn’t having it. The smacks came one after another. Unexpectedly and blissfully. He loved seeing the boy squirm and come apart before him.
“You’re a bad girl Jacky.” Alex growled as he harshly gripped the swollen skin of the younger boy’s ass. Alex hummed as the boy would moan in both pain and pleasure. He felt his cock ache in anticipation.
Alex grasped Jack’s slim body and rested it on one side of the bed. He climbed on top of the boy and pressed their lips together. He cupped Jack’s jaw and guided them through said kiss. His tongue pushed and licked against Jack’s teeth. The younger boy understood the gesture and slacked his jaw for the older man. His wet muscle moved about the warm cavern. He dipped and swirled around messily. Then intertwining with Jack’s tongue a few times. Alex pressed his lower region against Jack’s and the boy moved away from the kiss to gasp for air and groan pleasingly.
“Alex, I –I,” Jack looked him in the eyes.
“What, Jack?” Alex hissed.
“I need you.” Jack rutted his hips upwards.
“Use your words Jack. What do you need?” Alex said, a bit annoyed.
“I need you to- Fuck. Just fuck, m-make me feel good.” Jack’s lips quivered.
“How do you want me to do that?” Alex spoke. He loved to see the boy uncomfortably beg. It was a major turn on.
“Alex please!” Jack moaned as he grinded on Alex, trying to get that sweet friction he needed.
“Oh Jack. I don’t know what you’re asking for. A simple ‘please’ isn’t saying much baby.” Alex lowered himself to kiss the boy’s chest. The older man took his time tasting Jack’s soft and supple skin. Taking the flesh between his lips, and he made sure that the blood rushed to that certain spot. He was biting it with much force, making it clear that Jack belonged to someone. Alex continued sucking on his collarbone once again to leave a possessive, red mark.
Alex grazed his teeth against the now darkening mark, pleased with his work. He then lowered himself even further, lifting Jack’s dress, and revealing the painfully erected length the younger boy was sporting. The brunette made it obvious to disregard it, and went on to suck on the younger boy’s hip. He was holding Jack down with his hand placed on his thighs. Alex gripped them tightly and made sure that Jack wouldn’t be able to move. Once again he began biting and sucking until his hunger was satisfied. He loved the cute and desperate noises that escaped his lips from the boy beneath him.
Jack’s breathing would hitch, and he would choke slightly. The gasp and moan. His hands would ball up into a fist and aggressively hit the mattress at the time he arched his back, trying to get Alex to do something, anything. He needed him. The younger boy grabbed a hold of Alex’s golden brown hair and tangled his fingers in it. Desperately pulling it and trying to get Alex’s mouth where he wanted it. Once Alex realized what Jack was trying to do, he would grasp onto the boy’s thigh even tighter, jabbing his nails into the soft skin. The boy began to whine and moan. He couldn’t handle it anymore.
Alex then rose back to his initial position. Placing a chaste kiss onto Jack’s lips that turned into a hot and heavy lip locking, tongue twisting make out. Then Jack pulled away, placing his forehead onto Alex’s. He began to pant harder and whine.
“Just tell me what you want Jacky. I’ll give it to you.” Alex bit his own lip, making eye contact as he sank his hand down to his own erection. He teased the tip on Jack’s entrance.
“Shit, Alex. P-please. Please.” Jack moaned. Looking away from Alex out of embarrassment.
“Ask. For. It.” The older man articulated every word harshly.
“I want it.” Jack asked the pillow next to him in a small whisper.
“Want what?” Alex squinted happily. Breaking Jack little by little.
“I want your cock.” Jack once again asked, never directing the question to the brunette above him.
“Look at me and ask for it.” Alex growled, pushing his tip harder on Jack’s entrance.
“I want your cock. Fuck Alex! Just g-give it to me already!” Jack gasped helplessly as he made eye contact with the brunette once again.
“A ‘please’ would be nice.” Alex smirked triumphantly.
“Ju-just fuck me already!” Jack whimpered. He sounded so desperate. So needy. So helpless. So broken.
“You want me to fuck you? Fuck you so hard into this mattress that you won’t remember your own name?” Alex licked Jack’s neck and grinded on the younger boy.
“Mhmm.” Jack, was lost for words. He was a shy and sounded so desperate; which he was. He needed relief, but he also loved the teasing gestures Alex would do to him.
“Or maybe I should let you ride me. Wanna do that Jack? Wanna bounce on my cock baby girl?” Alex bit his lip and continued to hump on the younger boy.
“Yes, I want i-it Alex. Fu-fuck I want to ride you.” At this point, Jack didn’t care if he sounded desperate or not. He needed Alex more than he ever needed anyone.
The brunette laid himself on the other side of the bed. He adjusted on the soft and cushioned head board. He opened the drawer of his night stand and retrieved a bottle of lube. “Stretch yourself for me Jack.” He gave the younger boy the lube bottle and watched as he coated three of his fingers. Jack adjusted himself, lifting the skirt of his dress to remove it. But Alex stopped him.
“Keep the dress on for now Jacky. I wanna see how cute you’ll look as you bounce on me.” Alex bit his lip as Jack began placing one of his arms behind his thigh. In an attempt to make his entrance a lot more accessible to himself. He pushed in his first finger and bit his lip as he did so. He hadn’t done this in such a long time, he wasn’t entirely used to the initial pain. Once he was able to move the first finger easily, he added a second finger. He looked in Alex’s direction; who was watching attentively. He winced and groaned. He bit his lip as he tried his best to adjust to his fingers. His arm was beginning to cramp and he just wanted to get it over with. He finally inserted the third and final finger, holding in a painful groan as he watched Alex jerking himself. He was looking at the younger boy this whole time and getting off by it.
“You ready b-baby?” Alex gave himself a final tight squeeze and Jack was a panting mess. Once Jack removed his fingers, Alex got close to him and thrusted his own finger into Jack.
“Come baby. I want you to last when I’m fucking you. Come all over yourself. Come on Jacky.”
“Not w-without you.” Jack panted softly.
“But I want you to.” Alex smirked and began to jerk off the younger boy. He threw his head back and came quickly into Alex’s hand. The brunette was considerate enough to help the boy ride out his high. He watched Jack finish and smiled. He looked like an absolute mess. A beautiful mess. His skin glistening with the sheen of sweat. His lips abused and parted. His pupils blown and eyes opened wide.
Alex began to once again connect his lips onto Jack’s once he realized his breathing regulated. He moaned and groaned on Jack lips as he brought the boy’s lanky body on top of his. He rubbed Jack’s sides and grabbed Jack’s neck to bring his head down and whisper the dirtiest and filthiest things to him.
“Come one Jacky. Get hard for me. Baby, I want you on top of me. Bouncing hard and begging for more.” After a few minutes of this, Jack was once again hard and ready for Alex. Jack didn’t want to be stretched again, but instead grabbed the lube and lathered his palm with the cool liquid. He sat himself onto Alex’s lap and wrapped his hand around Alex’s dick. He was pumping his hand up and down and flicking his wrist, making sure he was completely coated.
“Keep that up and I’m gonna come.” Alex hissed. He swatted Jack’s hand and held onto the boy’s hips. Jack grabbed Alex’s dick once again and aligned the tip to his entrance, slowly sinking down and whining and panting as he did so. He kept a painfully slow pace as he sank down. He tried his best to get used to Alex’s size. Jack felt tears began to prickle around his eyes and he rested his forehead on the brunette’s shoulder. The short dress still risen above his body.
“Whenever you’re ready.” Alex said, kissing Jack’s cheek. Jack was honestly about to start crying, because of the pain. Alex grabbed Jack’s legs and rubbed the thighs wrapped with lace and kissed Jack’s shoulder as he felt the boy adjust.
“O-okay. I’m ready.” Jack said as he lifted his head and looked into Alex’s lust filled eyes. The brunette’s face was bright red, and the pleasure he was feeling was evident through his gaze. Jack rose up and sank back down. The two men groaning in unison as it happened. And again, Jack repeated his actions. Lifting his body with his legs and going back down. The pain was starting to drift away and pleasure began to settle into Jack’s limp body. He picked up the pace little by little, looking at Alex with his lips parted and moaning in pleasure.
“Holy f-fuck,” Alex groaned. “Baby, you look so good like this.” He continued to stare at Alex’s eyes as he found a steady pace. Jack body began to bounce up and down happily on Alex’s. Their skin slapping together as he continued his speed. Alex groaning as Jack began to make these cute ‘unh unh unh’ noises. He couldn’t get enough of them.
“T-talk to me b-baby.” Alex gasped.
“Fuck Alex.” Jack moaned in response.
“You l-like it baby. Does my cock feel good, deep inside you?” Alex began to meet Jack’s pace by thrusting up in to him.
“Yes, I-I ah I lov-Ah!” Jack yelped when Alex held his hips into place and thrusted in a different angle, finding the spot he was looking for almost instantly. He continued to thrust up into Jack. He was abusing Jack’s spot with the tip of his cock. Ecstasy beginning to swim through Jack’s body as chills began running down his spine. No one had ever been able to make him feel that way Alex was just now. Alex was overwhelming him with pleasure. He threw his head back and helped Alex by continuing to ride him at that perfect position.
“F-fuck! Alex! Yes. It feels so good.” Jack gasped.
“Wanna c-come for me baby. Come ha-hard Jacky.” Alex pushed away the skirt of the dress and looked at Jack’s painfully red cock. Then a few more thrusts and pleasure was consuming the two of them. Jack felt the same, painfully familiar heat in the pit of his stomach. He bit his lip and then gasped. Spilling his orgasm all over him and Alex’s stomach. He stared at the older man who was also getting fairly close. The dark haired boy rode out his high, his walls beginning to tighten around Alex. The sensation overwhelming the older man, and he let go. Deep inside Jack with no regrets.
“F-fuck.” Alex breathed out. Resting his forehead on Jack’s shoulder. “Th-that, you’re fucking amazing.” He huffed and gasped for more oxygen. He then began to kiss all over Jack’s neck.
“Stop, you’re gonna make me h-hard again.” Jack giggled breathlessly.
“What if I want to make you hard again? What If I want to fuck you into this mattress so hard that the only thing you’ll be capable of doing is screaming my name?” Alex nipped on Jack’s chin. The boy pushed himself off of Alex and laid on the bed. Trying to calm down from one of the most intense highs he’s ever felt.
His lips were swollen bright red, as well as his cheeks. His raven black hair pointed in all sorts of directions. His body splayed lazily, with his white sheathed legs spread ever so slightly. The dress was all wrinkled looking and smelled of sex. Alex lifted the boy up to sit him down and help him out of the dress, then began to marvel over Jack’s exposed chest and stomach. He laid him down once again, and placed small kisses all over him.
“Shit Alex, d-don’t you ever get tired?” Jack giggled, looking down at the man who was currently leaving more marks on his skin.
“I could fuck you all day honestly.” Alex laughed, and hit his hot breath onto the swollen skin.
Jack blushed hard at Alex’s comment. Watching himself get hard once again. Alex was seriously going to make him go for another round. The boy didn’t even think he was capable of having another orgasm. But now he was desperate for one more as Alex kissed around his naval.
“J-just fuck me already.” Jack breathed out, reaching for the bottle of lube they’d used earlier.
“Needy.” Alex giggled, biting on the straps of the garter belt and letting the snap back into Jack’s skin. Leaving a painfully red mark the caused the boy to whine.
Alex took the bottle of lube and coated his dick, he looked at Jack and asked if he wanted to be stretched again. Although he’d been fucked just seconds ago, skipping this process may hurt. But then Jack became a lot more desperate and just told him to go in. Without any hesitation, Alex did so. Watching the younger male’s facial expression change as he slowly entered him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” Alex looked down at Jack and kissed him on the cheek. After what seemed like hours, Jack gave the go and the brunette pulled out. The slammed back in, remembering the angle on Jack’s sweet spot. Jack moaned loudly and wrapped his legs around Alex’s waist. The placed his hands on the brunette’s back, scratching down on the skin every time he slammed back in.
“Alex, Alex, ah yes. P-please don’t stop.” Jack moaned.
“Fuck, ugh so good.” The brunette rested his head on Jack’s shoulder. Moaning into the boy’s ear.
“Unh, GOd! Alex!” Jack moved his hips along with Alex’s. Meeting him half way at a moderate pace.
“I’m n-not going to last.” Alex moaned in a low, lustful voice.
“I can’t. Ugh! Alex!” Jack screamed and came again. It was too much. He couldn’t handle anymore and let go. Alex followed up soon after. He pulled out and looked down as he did so. He watched his cock leave the abused hole as come dripped out of it, marveling the abused body beneath him. He laid next to Jack and moaned again. That was honestly the best fuck he ever had in his life.
“Ah, Alex.” Jack laid there, staring at ceiling.
“Y-yeah.” Alex did the same. His chest heaving.
“Am I like, fired?” Jack looked to his side.
“W-why would you be?” Alex looked in Jack’s direction. Their eyes meeting for what seemed like the millionth time.
“I fucked up.” Jack bit his lip.
“It’s fine Jack. I mean we all make mistakes.” Alex gave a small smile.
“I didn’t know you were gay.” Jack giggled.
“I’m not.” Alex laughed, wrapping his arms around Jack and bringing the boy’s body closer.
“Wait, what?” Jack was perplexed. How could Alex just have sex with a guy and say he’s not gay?
“More like, I wasn’t. But then I saw you in this dress and I couldn’t help myself.” Alex sighed.
“I see.” Jack gaze dropped. He sighed. Of course this was going to be a one-time thing. He was probably already bored of him; just like he was to the girl he married.
“I like you.” Alex lifted Jack’s chin.
“Uh I-“ Jack was interrupted with two soft lips connecting to his.
“You’re different. I like you.” Alex giggled, smirking at the younger boy.
It’s sure as hell ain’t normal, but we deal
We deal.
Born in a rich family and growing up in the most lavish and glorious house in England, Alexander William Gaskarth had it all and more. His grandfather worked hard to get his company up and running. He never would’ve guessed how successful he would become. Creating an entire line of hair care products, he became a big shot entrepreneur. A clear example of education and success at its finest. Alex’s father, Peter, inherited his business and expanded it. Spreading business from town to town, and eventually to other states.
His familymoved out of England in hopes of spreading their company to other parts of the world. And what better way to exploit your company than by moving to Cooperate America. His family, trying their best to stay humble, moved to Baltimore, Maryland; where Alex spent most of his teenage years. He made a great amount of friends and even became a great musician. Sometimes, he and his friends would even cover songs from his favorite band.
His parents forced him to work in the company his grandfather established. Leaving behind his dream of becoming a musician. He eased up after a while and he didn’t even realize how great he was at managing the Gaskarth’s company. He’d been promoted a few times, and was now CEO of their main plant in Maryland. Taking care of distribution in their American branch.
“Mr. Gaskarth!” Rian, Alex’s secretary and right-hand man ran up to him, holding out Alex’s personal cell phone.
“What is it Dawson?” The brunette nonchalantly asked, pouring himself a short glass of whiskey.
“It’s your father sir.” He handed his boss the wireless device.
“Alright, thanks. You can go home now. It’s late and remember you have to be here early tomorrow.” He sipped his glass and took the phone.
“Will do Mr. Gaskarth, Goodnight.” The secretary backed away.
“Goodnight Dawson.” He said perching the phone on his shoulder, maneuvering his head so both his hands were free.
“Alexander, son, how’s business?” Peter’s gruff, British voice spoke being heard on the other side of the phone line.
“Great, yeah. Everything seems to be in order. I think I’m doing perfectly fine.” Alex smiled cockily, proud of his recent successes. Seeing that the company’s stock when up significantly higher once he was in charge.
“I made the right choice in leaving everything in your hands. And how’s that wife of yours?” His father asked.
“Dad, we both know I’m not married anymore.” Alex giggled, sipping his drink slowly. Enjoying the burning sensation going down his throat.
“Well, I’m pretty sure you at least have a girlfriend.” Peter laughed, which died slowly when he heard his son sigh in disapproval.
“No Dad, I haven’t found anyone yet.” Alex chuckled.
“You will eventually. Look at you. You’re handsome, successful, and also very young.” Peter remembered his son’s complexion. Big brown eyes, disheveled brown hair that he really needed to cut.
“I’m twenty-five dad, I’m not that young.” Alex sighed. “I’ll talk to you later. I’m leaving the office right now.”
“Alright son, don’t stress too much. Lisa wasn’t really worthy of you. You’ll find someone.” His father reassuringly smiled, as if Alex could see him.
“You’re stressing me more than I already am. Goodnight Dad.” He giggled, hanging up the phone. He locked the door of his office and went down the building’s elevator. He pondered about his past relationship. It didn’t really work out, not because Lisa wasn’t worthy of him like his father said. It was more the fact that Alex just grew bored of her. As selfish and as arrogant as it sounded, it was fairly true. He grew out of people easily. He and Lisa only dated for a few months before getting married, then divorced a few months after. As crazy and as stupid as it sounded, it happened. That was the longest relationship he’d ever been in to be exact.
“Nine months?” He recalled aloud, as he opened the door of his blinding white Mercedes Benz. Breaking it off with Lisa wasn’t easy either. She really liked Alex, and he just thought she was cute and well; she gave tolerable blow jobs. Not the best, but it was enough to get Alex off.
Which brought Alex to his next point as to why he hadn’t tied down to someone yet; he was a person that was really picky. It was difficult for him to get turned on and even harder to reach an orgasm. At first he thought it was an issue, but after being checked by the doctors, they said he was fine. His endorphins were being controlled by his mind really. Which was actually very true. He thought girls who dressed skimpy were sluts, and it was an immediate turn off. Or maybe it was just girls in general that were a turn off?
But of course, it didn’t stop him from having sex with them from time to time; just to get off a little. Casual fucks to put it in literal terms. One night stands and he was done. He didn’t want to betied down to that person. He got what he wanted, and he didn’t need that person around anymore. Which was blasphemy to him how he managed to stay with Lisa so god damn long.
The fact that he wanted nothing to do with a person after he fucked them was the reason he didn’t have a housekeeper. Which was also the reason why his home was a mess. It wasn’t a big house; a six bedroom, three bathroom sized house with a balcony. As successful as the Gaskarth family is, it would’ve been assumed Alex would be living in a bigger house full of maids, servants, and butlers. But no, Alex wanted to live ‘humbly’ and he didn’t need something so grand.
But what he did need now was someone to clean his house. He was too tired and just too irritated to do so. He pulled his blazer off and rested it on the recliner in his living room. He loosened his tie, making his way to his shower, disposing his clothes. He then began to cleanse his tense body as he thought of a way to get someone to clean his house; someone whom he wouldn’t tempt himself to fuck.
“Maybe hiring a male butler?” He chuckled, rubbing the soapy loofa over his bare skin. Of course a man wouldn’t dare to work as a housekeeper.
~*~
“Dawson!” Alex paged his secretary to his office.
“Yes Mr. Gaskarth?” The secretary popped his head through the door within seconds.
“Come in. I have a favor to ask of you.” He smiled, gesturing his hand for him to get closer.
“Which is?” The secretary cocked a brow.
“I need you to get an advertisement on the newspaper, but not for the company. It’s for me personally.” Alex smirked.
“What do you need sir?” Rian pulled his notepad out of his breast pocket. Preparing himself to jot down notes.
“I need an advertisement for a housekeeper. Use my second cellphone number in the ad, and you will be the one to handle the calls and set up interviews. Of course, I’m going to need you to be there during the interviews. I’m sure it won’t take too long to find one. Make sure it says to leave a voicemail if no one picks up the phone. You’re a busy man Dawson, and I’m sure you won’t be able to answer the phone all the time. Oh, and I also need them to be willing to live with me and watch the house while I’m gone.” Alex snapped his fingers.
“Gotcha boss!” The secretary happily smiled.
“I knew I could count on you Dawson. You’re the best.” The brunette smiled back.
“Thanks Ale- I mean Mr. Gaskarth.” He cut himself off, hoping his boss wouldn’t be offended in anyway.
“You can call me Alex.” He furrowed his brows. “Rian?”
“Yeah. That’s my name!” The secretary grinned.
“I’m just so used to calling you Dawson. Speaking of which, we should go grab a beer later. You need to loosen up a little.” Alex chuckled.
“Sure thing. Now, I’m going to get this done for you Alex.” Rian shook his notepad in his hand, leaving the office.
~*~
There it was in black and white.
HOUSEKEEPER NEEDED
WILLING TO LIVE WITH EMPLOYER TO WATCH HOME.
LEAVE VOICEMAIL IF NO RESPONSE.
Jack circled the ad in the classifieds sections, eager to call the number. He’d been desperate for a job. Being laid off from his previous job destroyed him financially. This job he was interested in was a bit feminine, but it would have to do. Plus, they wanted someone that would be willing to live at the house they cleaned. Which was fine by Jack. Moving back in with his parents wasn’t really all that comfortable considering he’d just moved out two years ago, that same year he graduated. He went to community college, but he couldn’t handle the stress, so he dropped out.
Twenty-one-years-old and unemployed was a quite embarrassing. He was desperate at this point, and this job had to do. Just had to. He frantically dialed the number, counting the dial tones nervously and to his surprise, someone picked up.
“Yes?”
“Hello? I’m uh, Jack. Jack Barakat. I was calling for the housekeeping job.”
“Of course. I would like to set up an interview with you. When are you free?”
“Whenever really.” Jack chuckled nervously.
“Today, seven in the afternoon. We’ll meet you at Starbucks.”
“Sounds cool, yeah I’ll be there. Can I get your name please?”
“I’m Rian, but the one who will be hiring you is my boss Alex Gaskarth.”
“Ah, okay. Um, when I go, do I just-“
The phone went dead before he could even ask his question.
Alex Gaskarth huh?
“Sir, someone called for the job!”
“That was quick! What’s her name?”
“Her name is Jack and she’s a guy.” Rian laughed.
“A guy called? Seriously? You think it might be a joke?” Alex cocked a brow at his secretary.
“No, I doubt it. He called back asking which Starbucks to meet him at and everything. He really seems to want the job Alex.”
“Alright then, well hopefully he’s housekeeping material.” Alex rubbed his chin imagining this Jack character.
~*~
Jack arrived thirty minutes early to the Starbucks he was supposed to meet his new employer at, just to be there when they walked in. He didn’t want to keep them waiting, and potentially lose his chances of getting the job he desired. He took a sip of his Strawberry Frappuccino as he stared at the door, hoping to see the people he was waiting for. Although, he didn’t know what they looked like honestly. So he would fidget around when he saw men in suits walk in thinking it was the people he was supposed to meet. But then they would take a seat and they didn’t seem to be looking for anyone. He thought maybe he should walk over there and see if it was them? But what if wasn’t them? He’d embarrass himself. What if the people he’d actually be waiting for walked in while he was talking to the wrong people? And Jack thought there was no possible way he could get even more nervous than he was before.
Jack thoughts were interrupted by a man in a button up shirt and dress slacks tapping him on the shoulder. He had a rather average frame and square shaped face, with mildly long hair styled very modernly. He had a short, ginger-ish looking beard and nice brown eyes.
“Excuse me, are you by any chance Jack? The guy looking for a housekeeping job?” The man said in a moderately low voice, seemingly saving the embarrassment for Jack.
“Yea-Yes. I’m Jack. Jack Barakat.” The lanky young boy stood up to shake the shorter, but older man’s hand.
“I know. I’m Rian. Rian Dawson. My boss Mr. Gaskarth should be coming in any minute now.” Rian warmly smiled. “Now I’ll be right back. I’m going to place an order.” The secretary walked away, leaving Jack alone to stare at the entrance of the coffee shop as the barista took Rian’s order.
Then Jack felt his stomach flop when he saw a man, who was also dressed in a bright blue button up shirt and slacks walk into the shop. He looked just a bit taller than Jack with caramel brunette hair, cut in a way so messy; that he made it look professional. His fringe lazily hung over his face slightly and he flipped it unconsciously, that he made it seem like he knew someone was staring. And in fact someone was staring; Jack was staring. Taking in all of this man in the span of two point five seconds. The man rubbed his clean shaved chin and walked over to Rian, whispering in his ear and the other man doing the same. Then they both glanced at Jack, who just now snapped back into consciousness and smiled awkwardly. The two men walked over to the table Jack had chosen to sit at. The boy stood up as the approached the table and Alex walked up to him.
“Hello Jack, I’m Alex Gaskarth.” He smiled, extending his arm for Jack to shake. Who took it nervously and stated his own name again. Even after Alex had already said his name.
The interview wasn’t as bad as Jack thought it would be. It was mostly asking him about his background information, education and (if any) a criminal record. Which Jack wasn’t all too worried about since he didn’t have one. Rian did most of the questioning, and Alex was just kind of there looking at Jack. He examined the way Jack made eye contact, the way he spoke, and his body language. Jack wasn’t all too nervous. But he would stumble on his words when he glanced at Alex who was just staring at him. After he was clearly warned that they would have a background check of him to make sure that everything he stated was true, they concluded the interview and shook hands. Jack felt a weird, electric shock go through his hand when he and Alex touched. Rian explained that they would call him if he had the job and gave another, warm bright smile. Jack swore those teeth the man had were false, because they were so bright he felt like he would be blinded.
Once the boy made his way home he texted his best friend Zack about the whole situation and then proceeded to tell him about that awkward tension he felt between Alex and he.
From: Zack
I don’t know man. Well, he is like a CEO and stuff. Of course he’s going to be intimidating.
To: Zack
Yeah, but I felt like he was staring into my soul or something. It was weird.
From Zack:
That’s what people with no souls do Jack. They have no soul because of all the money they have; so they dissect others with their eyes to see if that person does have one.
To Zack:
Whatever I guess, I shouldn’t worry too much. But if I get the job I’m going to be like… living with him. I don’t know if I can stand him staring at me the way he does.
From Zack:
It was an interview. Chill out. You’ll get the job and do great. Most bosses are intimidating at first, but once you get to know them, they’ll loosen up.
To Zack:
Well I hope to God he does so.
Jack got a call from Rian a week later congratulating him that he got the job. It was awkward for Jack, because it wasn’t like he’d gotten a job at the office to be congratulated. But the kind gesture was quite flattering. Rian asked Jack to meet him at the same Starbucks the interview was held with all his belongings and he would take him to Alex’s house.
Jack was following Rian’s car to his now new job and home. It took him longer than it should’ve to get ready and his mother wasn’t all that happy to know his son would be working as a butler for a CEO.
“A maid Jack? Seriously? Of all the jobs in Baltimore.”
“I’m being hired as a butler, thank you! And hey, I’m moving out. For good maybe. Be happy.”
He snapped out of his trance once he pulled up to a beautiful two-story home in the richest part of town. The house in which Alex resided was a lot smaller than the houses surrounding it, but it was an extravagant nonetheless. Rian walked Jack to the front entrance and opened door, taking Jack to Alex’s office on the other side of the hall. Rian pressed a small button on the side of the door and spoke into the speaker saying: “I brought him.” and the door clicked as Rian pulled the handle to reveal a lot more relaxed looking Alex Gaskarth. He was slumped comfortably in the chair, with his legs crossed and feet rested on the mahogany desk. With a book his hand, biting his lip.
“Hi Jack,” Alex stated, his eyes never leaving the printed word of the novel in his hand.
“Hello Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack smiled, trying to stare at the more comfortably dressed Alex. He was wearing plaid pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt.
“Well, I’ll be on my way.” Rian killed the silence, taking a few steps towards the door.
“Call if anything.” Alex blurted out and Rian hummed in response, leaving the two alone in Alex’s office.
“Palahinuk.” Jack eyes marveled over the spine of the book.
“Yep he’s a great writer. This is my third time reading this book. All thanks to Ryan Ross.”
“You listen to Panic! at the Disco ?” Jack’s jaw dropped slightly.
“The Young Veins and Panic!. Their old stuff is great.” Alex placed a book mark in his novel and set it down on the desk. He put his feet down and got up to face Jack.
“Let me show you around the house first and tell you all the things I want you to do, as well as the things I don’t want you to do.” Alex eyes met Jack’s.
“O-okay.” Jack blurted out. He tried to avoid Alex’s gaze and his eyes landed on a picture frame with a photo of a girl with a broad smile.
“Um, is that your girlfriend?” Jack bit his lip. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked that.
“Who?” Alex looked up.
“The girl in that picture.” Jack looked down, then slightly pointed at the frame.
“Oh, that’s Lisa. My ex-wife. I don’t even know why I still have this picture. She bored me. I get bored with people easily.” Alex giggled, looking at the picture then putting it face down.
“I see.” Jack sighed. Was Alex really that kind of person?
“Anyway, let’s bring your stuff inside and let me show you your room.” Alex walked to the door and Jack followed. He rushed to his car and grabbed most of his things. The brunette man helped him bring his stuff in, which was very sweet of him because he honestly didn’t and shouldn’t have to. The paid help here was Jack.
Alex on the other hand couldn’t help himself from helping Jack. The lanky boy’s movements were utterly adorable. When he lifted things, his shirt would ride up, ever so slightly revealing his thin protruding hip bones. Alex bit his lip at the sight of it. There was something different about Jack that made Alex feel overwhelmed with body heat. His warm smile and innocent eyes. As well as his tiny body and awkward body language. He liked Jack. He was different from other people Alex liked, because most people Alex seemed to like have vaginas. Jack has a dick.
“Alright Jack, before we do anything else. There’s one errand I need you to run. Take this ticket to the cleaners and tell them you’re going for me. You’ll be doing this quite often from now on. I’ll call them to make sure they know who you are and won’t question why someone else that isn’t me is going to pick it up. This ticket in particular is for your uniform. It’s a simple butler’s outfit. It’s a coat and some black slacks with my initials on the breast pocket of the coat itself. I hate that it has them. Anyway, you’ll have more than one so don’t worry about wearing the same thing over and over. You’ll just have to be patient because I just ordered more outfits. I don’t want you to wear a uniform honestly, but if my dad pops in and sees that the paid help aren’t dressed appropriately, he’ll get on my ass for it.” Alex explained as the boy nodded, taking note of everything he stated.
“Understood, Mr. Gaskarth.”
“Call me Alex. Refer to me as Mr. Gaskarth when other people are around.” Alex chuckled at the boy’s tense complexion. Grabbing the younger boy’s chin with his thumb and index finger. “Now just go pick this up for me and I’ll get your training started.”
Jack nodded once again, gulping and walking away. Snatching the keys to his car and made his way to the cleaners. So far, everything was going great except for the fact that Jack couldn’t bring himself to stop staring at Alex. He was gorgeous, and the boy couldn’t help himself. Jack was a gay man with hormones for crying out loud. Of course he was going to be staring at Alex in that way.
The lady at cleaners gave Jack a funny face when he said he was here to pick up Mr. Gaskarth’s order. She scrunched her nose then spoke to her manager giving her the approval to hand over the clothes to Jack. The uniform was in a black bag, so he wasn’t able to see the contents.
Jack went back to his now home and alerted Alex of his arrival who nodded and said to meet him in his bedroom once he was dressed. Alex was now dressed formally, wearing a pale blue button up shirt and dark gray slacks. He would be attending a meeting later that afternoon and he just wanted to be dressed already. He was in his bedroom this time. Sucked into Invisible Monsters with Panic! at the Disco’s A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out playing in background.
“Let’s get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.” Jack sang along softly.
The boy laid the bag down and unzipped it.
Jack never thought it’d be possible for his jaw to drop that low in his life.
The bag revealed a skimpy, cabaret, French maid style uniform that was nothing like the description of the uniform Alex told him about. Maybe he gave Jack the wrong ticket? Or maybe the lady at the cleaners gave him the wrong bag. He should’ve checked it earlier before he left the store.
“God dammit Barakat.” Jack slapped his forehead, chewing his lip and contemplating what to do now. He could just go tell Alex he got the wrong outfit. But this was Jack’s first task Alex sent him to do and he already fucked up. This was bad. Really bad. Jack was so getting fired. But what if Alex thought it would be funny to see Jack dressed like this. A way to break the ice? Jack said fuck it, and grew the balls somehow to dress up in the bits of clothes the slutty uniform had to offer. If he was going to get fired, might as well be in the most ridiculous way possible.
He stripped himself of his own clothes and boxers included. He didn’t think his new boss would really appreciate seeing his dick, but it wasn’t like Jack would be wearing this outfit for long. It was just to get a good laugh out of each other. The garter belt and white tights came on first. Jack clipped them and shimmed into the dress. Tying the cute little neck tie to finish it off. He was almost sure he didn’t put this on right. Be he didn’t care. Like he thought before, he wouldn’t be in this for long.
Jack was having second thoughts about what the hell he was doing. Or what the hell he was thinking, while walking to Alex’s bedroom. He was going to run back to his own room and take the dress off, but it was too late. Alex opened the bedroom door before Jack could even knock, and saw the boy stand there; flushed bright red. The brunette’s eyes widened and his face was about the same colors as Jack’s. The boy swallowed the lump in his throat and spoke.
“M-Mr. Gaskarth. I think they gave me the wrong order.” Jack spoke softly. Looking up at Alex who didn’t seem to react. The same emotionless face splayed before Jack. That’s it. He lost his job. The laugh he was anticipating was never heard. The younger fidgeted as the older man lifted an arm. He was thinking Alex would hit him but instead, that arm pulled him, twisting his body around and before Jack could even process what was going on. Alex wrapped his arms tightly around Jack’s waist. Pressing his chest hard against Jack’s back. The older man’s hot breath on Jack’s neck. Sending shivers down the boy’s spine.
“Fuck.” Alex breathed out, hot and heavy as he began to kiss Jack’s neck.
“Ah, Mr. Gaskarth. Y-you’re not mad?” Jack questioned, and bit his lip when Alex bit down on his neck.
“I mean, you did fuck up pretty bad didn’t you? But it’s a good thing you can use this to regain yourself.” Alex pressed his lower body against Jack’s ass. The younger boy’s dick twitched when he felt the older’s semi-hard on press against him. “You’re so naughty Jack. Someone else would have just come up and told me they messed up. But you, you kept it to yourself and even wore this.” Alex’s arms traced up and down Jack’s sheathed leg with white lace. “Mmm, I should’ve known you were a slut.” Alex bit down on Jack’s neck once again. Grinding his hip onto the younger boy.
“M-Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack moaned and pushed back. This was not Jack’s plan at all. He would have never guessed Alex was gay. Ever. So whatever was going on right now was the most shocking, but amazing thing imaginable for Jack.
“Come in here Jacky. I need to show you what you need to do in my bedroom.” Alex backed away from Jack and gave a nice, loud, slap on the younger’s ass before the boy could turn around.
Jack listened to his boss and entered the white and blue room. It seemed to be Alex’s favorite colors. And Lucky for Jack, the stockings were white, the dress was grey, and his little tie was a cute teal-ish color.
“Alright Jack. First thing’s first, pick up everything you see on the floor.” Alex growled as Jack lowered his body to retrieve the book the brunette was reading earlier. All of Jack’s glory, so easy, on display for Alex. “On your knees, or I’ll put it back on the ground and make you pick it up again.”
So Jack did as he was asked and kneeled onto the floor, retrieving said book and a random sock he found. He looked up and Alex approached him, knelling down slightly himself. Grabbing a hold of Jack’s chin for a seldom kiss. The brunette stood back up and eyed the younger boy.
“Now, suck me.” Alex growled as he placed his crotch just a few centimeters away from the younger’s face. “No hands.”
Jack chewed his lip and teased his nose on the bulge that grew in Alex’s pants. He lifted his head and tongued at the zipper. Then finally pulling it down with his teeth. He contemplated how he’d get the button undone, so he bit the fabric and tugged on it desperately. Lucky for Jack, it was one of those kind of slacks that had a small metal bar that slipped into a hook. So it wasn’t as difficult as he thought it would be to get it off. He tugged down on the pants and let them slide down Alex’s body. He then began to shape his mouth onto the bulge in his boss’ boxers. Sucking it and teasing it with his tongue. Pleased with the noises the man above him was making as Jack began to tug on the soft material of Alex’s blue and black boxers and dragged them down his legs. His dick sprang out and Jack marveled over Alex’s member.
He looked at Alex who’d been staring at him the whole time. He was biting his lip and then gave a small smile when their eyes met. Jack licked up and down the older man’s erected cock and kept the eye contact they had, dipping his tongue into the slit here and there. He kissed around it. Especially at the tip which was aching red. He tried his best to sooth it with his wet muscle and kiss it some more. Alex hadn’t rushed Jack or complained about the mild teasing. He actually seemed to enjoy the playful acts Jack was performing, almost like he was trying to test what Jack had to offer?
Soon enough, Jack parted his lips and sucked on the aching tip. The brunette groaned softly. Biting his lip and just fucking staring at Jack. The boy let the erected cock slide into his mouth inch after inch and mused over the quiet noises Alex made. He kept still for a little while then began to bob his head. Resting his hands on his own thighs, trying to resist touching himself. He played with the lace of his stockings as he bobbed his head on the brunette’s shaft, moaning when Alex moaned. Causing those sweet vibrations that Alex’s dick was craving for. Jack began to go faster. Jack was enjoying the taste and feeling of Alex’s cock in his mouth. He could do this for hours if Alex would let him. Just suck his dick all day and hear Alex moan.
Jack stopped and pulled his mouth off of Alex’s cock. A little string of spit attached to both his bottom lip and the tip of Alex’s dick was visible as he did so. “Fuck my mouth.” Jack spoke as he slacked his jaw. Alex tangled his hands into Jack’s hair and thrusted in. He started slow and tried to avoid chocking the boy. He took at least half of his cock with no problem, but then gagged slightly as Alex kept going. Which turned Alex on even more and he tried his best to control his hips.
“W-ow Jack. You’re such a cock slut. You’re just loving my d-dick in your mouth huh? You’ve been dying for me to fu-fuck your mouth baby, hm?” And Jack moaned pleasingly as their eyes met again. Jack did think Alex was hot from the very beginning, but he never expected anything to happen. Alex continued to fuck Jack’s mouth and maintain their soft and subtle eye contact. Jack’s eyes closing a few times when the brunette went a little too far into Jack’s throat. Heat began to overwhelm Alex’s abdomen. He warned Jack, “I’m g-gonna, gonna come.” He spat out, and Jack kept his mouth around Alex’s cock. He bobbed his head a few more time then let the hot, white liquid enter his mouth. It streamed down his throat and he swallowed it roughly. Licking some of the excess on his lips. Alex moaned at the sight of it. His chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He sat down on his bed and Jack looked over at him. Waiting for further instruction.
“Come here.” Alex whispered. Jack got up and walked to side of the bed were Alex sat. Staring at him with desperate eyes.
“Let’s chat for a minute, yeah?” Alex bit his lip and reached for Jack’s hips, sitting the younger boy on his lap. Jack’s hard cock touched Alex’s softening one and they both moaned in unison. Alex rested his head on Jack’s chest for a minute and rubbed Jack’s thighs.
“You’re really bad, you know that Jack?” Alex looked up at the boy. “Playing these little dress up games and not telling me. You didn’t think I would get mad at you?” Alex began to bite down on Jack’s neck and grip his thighs roughly. He slapped one of them and earnined a satisfying moan from Jack.
“I’m gonna punish you for that Jack. I’m your boss and you disobeyed me. It’s a good thing that pretty little mouth of yours can suck cock. So I won’t be too rough on you.” Jack just moaned and grinded on Alex. Anticipating whatever the brunette had in store for them. Alex slapped one of Jack’s white laced thighs once again. “I’m in charge, got that?” Alex bit down on Jack’s exposed collar bone. He slapped his thigh once against after never receiving a response. “I said, ‘got that?’” Alex looked up at Jack.
“Y-yes… Mr. Gaskarth.” Jack added; which didn’t seem to please Alex.
“Mr. Gaskarth is my dad, and I honestly don’t want to be reminded of him when I’m fucking you. So please, call me Alex.” The older man growled and Jack whimpered at his words.
“Okay, Alex.” Jack tried the name on his tongue. He loved the way it tasted as he spoke it.
“Good, it seems like you’re getting the hang of this. Listening to me. Doing as I say. Cause that’s what I hired you to do.” Alex grinded up against Jack; whose back was arching and his head thrown back. “Plus your voice is so cute. I can’t wait to hear you scream my name.” Alex licked the younger boy’s neck. “Gonna make you scream so loud baby.”
“Ah-Alex” Jack moaned when he felt Alex grind up harder and faster on him.
“You look so hot in this outfit Jack. It suits you so well. I like the fact that you didn’t wear anything under the dress. You did that just for me huh?” Alex hands roamed around the bare skin under Jack’s dress.
“Mhmm,” He moaned and bit his lip as he felt Alex’s hand wrap around his dick. It wasn’t a lie; he did do all of this for Alex, he just never expected all of this to happen. But he was sure hell not going to question it.
“Bad boy Jacky. Or should I say, ‘Bad girl Jacky.’ You haven’t even gotten to know me yet, and you already want me to fuck you?” Alex growled flicking his wrist faster on Jack who was a moaning mess. The entire situation became too much for Jack to handle so he let go all over Alex’s hand and stomach. He was panting heavily and looking down at the mess he made.
“Tsk tsk Jack. I want you to clean messes, not make them. Now clean my shirt off. I really like this one.” Alex growled. Jack assumed the whole situation was over. He got off of Alex began to unbutton his shirt to take it to the wash. “What are you doing Jack? I said no hands remember? Lick it off.” The brunette arched a brow. Jack’s pupils dilated; the game wasn’t over. So Jack began to suck and slurp, cleaning the mess he made all over Alex, who watched gleefully.
“You thought we were done Jacky? Oh baby, I still haven’t properly punished you yet.” He commanded Jack to sit up and lie face down on his lap. Alex lifted the dress and exposed Jack’s bare ass. He admired and rubbed it in small circles.
“I bet you’ll like getting spanked hm?” Alex mused when he slapped Jack’s ass hard without any kind of warning. Jack rutted his hips down on Alex’s lap. He only came just a few seconds ago, but he was already feeling himself get hard.
“This is what’s going to happen every time you do something bad Jacky. I’m going to have to punish you. Although, it seems like you’re loving this.” Alex talked nonchalantly as he hit Jack repeatedly. The brunette was right. Jack was loving every second of this. The sound Alex’s hand made as he hit his bare, now aching ass. He was moaning loudly. He wanted to get fucked. Now. But Alex wasn’t having it. The smacks came one after another. Unexpectedly and blissfully. He loved seeing the boy squirm and come apart before him.
“You’re a bad girl Jacky.” Alex growled as he harshly gripped the swollen skin of the younger boy’s ass. Alex hummed as the boy would moan in both pain and pleasure. He felt his cock ache in anticipation.
Alex grasped Jack’s slim body and rested it on one side of the bed. He climbed on top of the boy and pressed their lips together. He cupped Jack’s jaw and guided them through said kiss. His tongue pushed and licked against Jack’s teeth. The younger boy understood the gesture and slacked his jaw for the older man. His wet muscle moved about the warm cavern. He dipped and swirled around messily. Then intertwining with Jack’s tongue a few times. Alex pressed his lower region against Jack’s and the boy moved away from the kiss to gasp for air and groan pleasingly.
“Alex, I –I,” Jack looked him in the eyes.
“What, Jack?” Alex hissed.
“I need you.” Jack rutted his hips upwards.
“Use your words Jack. What do you need?” Alex said, a bit annoyed.
“I need you to- Fuck. Just fuck, m-make me feel good.” Jack’s lips quivered.
“How do you want me to do that?” Alex spoke. He loved to see the boy uncomfortably beg. It was a major turn on.
“Alex please!” Jack moaned as he grinded on Alex, trying to get that sweet friction he needed.
“Oh Jack. I don’t know what you’re asking for. A simple ‘please’ isn’t saying much baby.” Alex lowered himself to kiss the boy’s chest. The older man took his time tasting Jack’s soft and supple skin. Taking the flesh between his lips, and he made sure that the blood rushed to that certain spot. He was biting it with much force, making it clear that Jack belonged to someone. Alex continued sucking on his collarbone once again to leave a possessive, red mark.
Alex grazed his teeth against the now darkening mark, pleased with his work. He then lowered himself even further, lifting Jack’s dress, and revealing the painfully erected length the younger boy was sporting. The brunette made it obvious to disregard it, and went on to suck on the younger boy’s hip. He was holding Jack down with his hand placed on his thighs. Alex gripped them tightly and made sure that Jack wouldn’t be able to move. Once again he began biting and sucking until his hunger was satisfied. He loved the cute and desperate noises that escaped his lips from the boy beneath him.
Jack’s breathing would hitch, and he would choke slightly. The gasp and moan. His hands would ball up into a fist and aggressively hit the mattress at the time he arched his back, trying to get Alex to do something, anything. He needed him. The younger boy grabbed a hold of Alex’s golden brown hair and tangled his fingers in it. Desperately pulling it and trying to get Alex’s mouth where he wanted it. Once Alex realized what Jack was trying to do, he would grasp onto the boy’s thigh even tighter, jabbing his nails into the soft skin. The boy began to whine and moan. He couldn’t handle it anymore.
Alex then rose back to his initial position. Placing a chaste kiss onto Jack’s lips that turned into a hot and heavy lip locking, tongue twisting make out. Then Jack pulled away, placing his forehead onto Alex’s. He began to pant harder and whine.
“Just tell me what you want Jacky. I’ll give it to you.” Alex bit his own lip, making eye contact as he sank his hand down to his own erection. He teased the tip on Jack’s entrance.
“Shit, Alex. P-please. Please.” Jack moaned. Looking away from Alex out of embarrassment.
“Ask. For. It.” The older man articulated every word harshly.
“I want it.” Jack asked the pillow next to him in a small whisper.
“Want what?” Alex squinted happily. Breaking Jack little by little.
“I want your cock.” Jack once again asked, never directing the question to the brunette above him.
“Look at me and ask for it.” Alex growled, pushing his tip harder on Jack’s entrance.
“I want your cock. Fuck Alex! Just g-give it to me already!” Jack gasped helplessly as he made eye contact with the brunette once again.
“A ‘please’ would be nice.” Alex smirked triumphantly.
“Ju-just fuck me already!” Jack whimpered. He sounded so desperate. So needy. So helpless. So broken.
“You want me to fuck you? Fuck you so hard into this mattress that you won’t remember your own name?” Alex licked Jack’s neck and grinded on the younger boy.
“Mhmm.” Jack, was lost for words. He was a shy and sounded so desperate; which he was. He needed relief, but he also loved the teasing gestures Alex would do to him.
“Or maybe I should let you ride me. Wanna do that Jack? Wanna bounce on my cock baby girl?” Alex bit his lip and continued to hump on the younger boy.
“Yes, I want i-it Alex. Fu-fuck I want to ride you.” At this point, Jack didn’t care if he sounded desperate or not. He needed Alex more than he ever needed anyone.
The brunette laid himself on the other side of the bed. He adjusted on the soft and cushioned head board. He opened the drawer of his night stand and retrieved a bottle of lube. “Stretch yourself for me Jack.” He gave the younger boy the lube bottle and watched as he coated three of his fingers. Jack adjusted himself, lifting the skirt of his dress to remove it. But Alex stopped him.
“Keep the dress on for now Jacky. I wanna see how cute you’ll look as you bounce on me.” Alex bit his lip as Jack began placing one of his arms behind his thigh. In an attempt to make his entrance a lot more accessible to himself. He pushed in his first finger and bit his lip as he did so. He hadn’t done this in such a long time, he wasn’t entirely used to the initial pain. Once he was able to move the first finger easily, he added a second finger. He looked in Alex’s direction; who was watching attentively. He winced and groaned. He bit his lip as he tried his best to adjust to his fingers. His arm was beginning to cramp and he just wanted to get it over with. He finally inserted the third and final finger, holding in a painful groan as he watched Alex jerking himself. He was looking at the younger boy this whole time and getting off by it.
“You ready b-baby?” Alex gave himself a final tight squeeze and Jack was a panting mess. Once Jack removed his fingers, Alex got close to him and thrusted his own finger into Jack.
“Come baby. I want you to last when I’m fucking you. Come all over yourself. Come on Jacky.”
“Not w-without you.” Jack panted softly.
“But I want you to.” Alex smirked and began to jerk off the younger boy. He threw his head back and came quickly into Alex’s hand. The brunette was considerate enough to help the boy ride out his high. He watched Jack finish and smiled. He looked like an absolute mess. A beautiful mess. His skin glistening with the sheen of sweat. His lips abused and parted. His pupils blown and eyes opened wide.
Alex began to once again connect his lips onto Jack’s once he realized his breathing regulated. He moaned and groaned on Jack lips as he brought the boy’s lanky body on top of his. He rubbed Jack’s sides and grabbed Jack’s neck to bring his head down and whisper the dirtiest and filthiest things to him.
“Come one Jacky. Get hard for me. Baby, I want you on top of me. Bouncing hard and begging for more.” After a few minutes of this, Jack was once again hard and ready for Alex. Jack didn’t want to be stretched again, but instead grabbed the lube and lathered his palm with the cool liquid. He sat himself onto Alex’s lap and wrapped his hand around Alex’s dick. He was pumping his hand up and down and flicking his wrist, making sure he was completely coated.
“Keep that up and I’m gonna come.” Alex hissed. He swatted Jack’s hand and held onto the boy’s hips. Jack grabbed Alex’s dick once again and aligned the tip to his entrance, slowly sinking down and whining and panting as he did so. He kept a painfully slow pace as he sank down. He tried his best to get used to Alex’s size. Jack felt tears began to prickle around his eyes and he rested his forehead on the brunette’s shoulder. The short dress still risen above his body.
“Whenever you’re ready.” Alex said, kissing Jack’s cheek. Jack was honestly about to start crying, because of the pain. Alex grabbed Jack’s legs and rubbed the thighs wrapped with lace and kissed Jack’s shoulder as he felt the boy adjust.
“O-okay. I’m ready.” Jack said as he lifted his head and looked into Alex’s lust filled eyes. The brunette’s face was bright red, and the pleasure he was feeling was evident through his gaze. Jack rose up and sank back down. The two men groaning in unison as it happened. And again, Jack repeated his actions. Lifting his body with his legs and going back down. The pain was starting to drift away and pleasure began to settle into Jack’s limp body. He picked up the pace little by little, looking at Alex with his lips parted and moaning in pleasure.
“Holy f-fuck,” Alex groaned. “Baby, you look so good like this.” He continued to stare at Alex’s eyes as he found a steady pace. Jack body began to bounce up and down happily on Alex’s. Their skin slapping together as he continued his speed. Alex groaning as Jack began to make these cute ‘unh unh unh’ noises. He couldn’t get enough of them.
“T-talk to me b-baby.” Alex gasped.
“Fuck Alex.” Jack moaned in response.
“You l-like it baby. Does my cock feel good, deep inside you?” Alex began to meet Jack’s pace by thrusting up in to him.
“Yes, I-I ah I lov-Ah!” Jack yelped when Alex held his hips into place and thrusted in a different angle, finding the spot he was looking for almost instantly. He continued to thrust up into Jack. He was abusing Jack’s spot with the tip of his cock. Ecstasy beginning to swim through Jack’s body as chills began running down his spine. No one had ever been able to make him feel that way Alex was just now. Alex was overwhelming him with pleasure. He threw his head back and helped Alex by continuing to ride him at that perfect position.
“F-fuck! Alex! Yes. It feels so good.” Jack gasped.
“Wanna c-come for me baby. Come ha-hard Jacky.” Alex pushed away the skirt of the dress and looked at Jack’s painfully red cock. Then a few more thrusts and pleasure was consuming the two of them. Jack felt the same, painfully familiar heat in the pit of his stomach. He bit his lip and then gasped. Spilling his orgasm all over him and Alex’s stomach. He stared at the older man who was also getting fairly close. The dark haired boy rode out his high, his walls beginning to tighten around Alex. The sensation overwhelming the older man, and he let go. Deep inside Jack with no regrets.
“F-fuck.” Alex breathed out. Resting his forehead on Jack’s shoulder. “Th-that, you’re fucking amazing.” He huffed and gasped for more oxygen. He then began to kiss all over Jack’s neck.
“Stop, you’re gonna make me h-hard again.” Jack giggled breathlessly.
“What if I want to make you hard again? What If I want to fuck you into this mattress so hard that the only thing you’ll be capable of doing is screaming my name?” Alex nipped on Jack’s chin. The boy pushed himself off of Alex and laid on the bed. Trying to calm down from one of the most intense highs he’s ever felt.
His lips were swollen bright red, as well as his cheeks. His raven black hair pointed in all sorts of directions. His body splayed lazily, with his white sheathed legs spread ever so slightly. The dress was all wrinkled looking and smelled of sex. Alex lifted the boy up to sit him down and help him out of the dress, then began to marvel over Jack’s exposed chest and stomach. He laid him down once again, and placed small kisses all over him.
“Shit Alex, d-don’t you ever get tired?” Jack giggled, looking down at the man who was currently leaving more marks on his skin.
“I could fuck you all day honestly.” Alex laughed, and hit his hot breath onto the swollen skin.
Jack blushed hard at Alex’s comment. Watching himself get hard once again. Alex was seriously going to make him go for another round. The boy didn’t even think he was capable of having another orgasm. But now he was desperate for one more as Alex kissed around his naval.
“J-just fuck me already.” Jack breathed out, reaching for the bottle of lube they’d used earlier.
“Needy.” Alex giggled, biting on the straps of the garter belt and letting the snap back into Jack’s skin. Leaving a painfully red mark the caused the boy to whine.
Alex took the bottle of lube and coated his dick, he looked at Jack and asked if he wanted to be stretched again. Although he’d been fucked just seconds ago, skipping this process may hurt. But then Jack became a lot more desperate and just told him to go in. Without any hesitation, Alex did so. Watching the younger male’s facial expression change as he slowly entered him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” Alex looked down at Jack and kissed him on the cheek. After what seemed like hours, Jack gave the go and the brunette pulled out. The slammed back in, remembering the angle on Jack’s sweet spot. Jack moaned loudly and wrapped his legs around Alex’s waist. The placed his hands on the brunette’s back, scratching down on the skin every time he slammed back in.
“Alex, Alex, ah yes. P-please don’t stop.” Jack moaned.
“Fuck, ugh so good.” The brunette rested his head on Jack’s shoulder. Moaning into the boy’s ear.
“Unh, GOd! Alex!” Jack moved his hips along with Alex’s. Meeting him half way at a moderate pace.
“I’m n-not going to last.” Alex moaned in a low, lustful voice.
“I can’t. Ugh! Alex!” Jack screamed and came again. It was too much. He couldn’t handle anymore and let go. Alex followed up soon after. He pulled out and looked down as he did so. He watched his cock leave the abused hole as come dripped out of it, marveling the abused body beneath him. He laid next to Jack and moaned again. That was honestly the best fuck he ever had in his life.
“Ah, Alex.” Jack laid there, staring at ceiling.
“Y-yeah.” Alex did the same. His chest heaving.
“Am I like, fired?” Jack looked to his side.
“W-why would you be?” Alex looked in Jack’s direction. Their eyes meeting for what seemed like the millionth time.
“I fucked up.” Jack bit his lip.
“It’s fine Jack. I mean we all make mistakes.” Alex gave a small smile.
“I didn’t know you were gay.” Jack giggled.
“I’m not.” Alex laughed, wrapping his arms around Jack and bringing the boy’s body closer.
“Wait, what?” Jack was perplexed. How could Alex just have sex with a guy and say he’s not gay?
“More like, I wasn’t. But then I saw you in this dress and I couldn’t help myself.” Alex sighed.
“I see.” Jack gaze dropped. He sighed. Of course this was going to be a one-time thing. He was probably already bored of him; just like he was to the girl he married.
“I like you.” Alex lifted Jack’s chin.
“Uh I-“ Jack was interrupted with two soft lips connecting to his.
“You’re different. I like you.” Alex giggled, smirking at the younger boy.
Notes
Took forever to write this.
I tried. This is the longest thing I've ever written.
-Olee
@ALoveLikeNever_14
Me too! It is such a bop! New story is gonna be heavily inspired by Last Young Renegade :-)
5/20/17