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[Artemidorus]

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Jack Jovac was a man of habit. He woke up, showered, dressed in his usual suit and tie, and headed to work. The drive was hard, focusing on all the work he had to do that day that he really had no interest in. He wanted to be a writer, and it was his own fault really, that he wasn't. About a dozen novels sat on his desk, unread, unpublished. Some unfinished.

Thus he was stuck in the dead end bank job, and his bosses were all related to him. All of them. His brother Sam was the CEO, and Jack himself was the third highest in the company. His lavish apartment showed that, along with his sports car and the way he dressed.

His knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel with an anxious grip. For once though, work wasnt the scariest thing on his mind. His stomach fluttered with nervous anticpation for the events AFTER work. Visiting his long-time friend, Gabriel, at his place of work. Gabe was a match maker of sorts. He trained potential submissive applicants for wealthy masters. And he insisted he had the perfect match for Jack.

So all day he sat through work, stared at his emails, bleary eyed, until the clock hit 4 and he was out. He jumped up from his desk amd headed for the door, jacket in one hand, breif case in the other.

Only to have his office blocked off by Sam himself. "Whoa- where you going bucko? Hot date?"

"As a matter of fact- its none of your business." Jack responded dryly. Sam just laughed. "I need to talk to you, Jack. Its about Rand."
Rand was ths second highest int the company, Sam and Jacks cousin. He was about ten years older than Jack, and that seemed to be yhe qualifying factor when they went up against each other for the position. Jack crossed his arms and raised a curious eyebrow at his brother's.

"He's going to be retiring in about a year. I want you to study under him." Sam said. "Then when the position is open, its yours."

Jack frowned. "So you want me to do double the work? My own job, and basically an intern for Rand? I'll think on it." It was, after all, about a million dollar upraise. He brushed passed Sam, who simply called out;

"Let me know in two weeks. If not, I'll have to find someone else."

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Jack didn't travel the speed limit once, alternating between speeding and going under, wracked with nervousness and anticipation.

'Gabe had sounded really excited on the phone.' he thought, as his foot pressed down on the accelerator. 'But what if it ends up like- like- Dav-' he eased up. He felt like his heart was in a vise. No. He couldn't even think the name.

Soom he was turning into the parking lot of the night club. He cpuld hear the music pumping and the spund of voices. A guard let him in the backdoor, nodding when he saw his suit and distinguishing features. He just looked like a Jovac. Sharp jawline, darker than dark hair, peircing and cold blue eyes. His attire was less formal now, he had lost his vest and tie in the car, and was doen to his grey slacks and blue dress shirt. Still, he didnt look the type to be slumming around in the back alley of a night club.

"Gabe's expecting you." the bouncer said, leading him into he building, then down the hall to the last room. Gabe stood outside the door.

"Jack!" the handsome man wore a genuine smile. "How are you my friend?"

"I'm well, Gabe. How's business?" Jack responded, with a slight smile.

"I'm in the business of love, and business is good. I'm happy to see you, brother. And I hope you're happy with what I have to show you."

"I hope I'm ready for another." Jack said. Gabe flinched. He knew Jack like a brother, he saw the pain in those eyes. He nodded, and wrapped his arm around Jack's shoulders. Jack tensed a bit. He didnt like being touched, but if anyone could get away with it, it was Gabriel.

Gabe motioned and the guard swung the door open.

Naked, kneeling on the floor, was the most gorgous human being Jack had ever seen. He took a deep breath, and Gabe snickered a bit. "Did I do good, or did I do good?" the match maker grinned.

 

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Harper Cross knelt on the carpeted floor, his wrists bound behind his back, sitting back on his haunches. His heart pounded as he kept his eyes cast to the floor. Today was what the past few weeks had all been for. Master Gabriel had promised him that the man he had in mind for his new Master would be a perfect fit. He could only hope.

Harper wasn't a small man by any means. He was a firefighter and kept in shape by running and lifting weights. To look at him, no one would take him for the submissive type. Hell, he didn't take himself as the submissive type for years. He was introduced to the lifestyle at the age of 19. His girlfriend at the time wanted him to dominate her. So, young and naive as they were, they experimented. Harper quickly fell into the role of dominant. It came naturally to him as he researched and learned more about the bdsm lifestyle. But it was just a role. Harper attended local munches and got more involved with the bdsm community. He went through several partners and though satisfying, he always felt he needed something...more.

Fast forward 10 years. Harper found Gabriel's company through a search online. He originally contacted him in hopes of finding the right partner. Gabe's company typically set up wealthy dominants with submissives. Harper was successful, but not what one would call wealthy. Still, he thought he could at least get some pointers. However, one conversation with Gabriel and the man saw in him what Harper had failed to realize. He didn't need the perfect submissive, because there wasn't one for him. He needed the right Master.

Harper was skeptical at first. He was 6'2, 185 lbs, a rugged firefighter who was known as an experienced dom in all his local circles. The idea of him being submissive to anyone was laughable. Yet, he gave Gabriel the benefit of the doubt and soon found himself falling easily into the submissive role. And it was exactly what he'd been missing.

He agreed to train under Gabriel until the man felt he was ready to obey a new Master and after a few short months, today was the day he would meet him. He was nervous as hell. The only information Master Gabriel had given him was that his name was Jack. Nothing else.

The door in front of him swung open and Harper lifted his eyes. Master Gabriel walked in with a man Harper could only describe as insanely gorgeous. Harper was completely nude, on full display for the man. The muscles in his arms flexed as they strained against his binds. A ball gag prevented him from speaking though he wouldn't have done so without permission anyway. He looked up, bright green eyes eager to meet the man who could possibly be his new Master.

 

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Jack breezed into the room, eyes only for the man in front of him. He just looked at him for a moment, letting his presence sink in. Absorbing it, as if just being ten foot in front of him taught Jack his whole life story. He didn't like the restraints. Bondage was for pleasure, and this meeting was about business.

As Gabe moved to close the door behind him, kack shot his attention back up. There was another man in the room, a bouncer probably. Jack snapped his fingers, pointing at the burly man who stood in the corner, ands behind his back. "You. Out." he pointed back behind him at the door.

The man stood there, looking at Gabe for instructions. Gabe glared at him back, scrunching his brows. "Well? Are you deaf? Do as the man says."

Shaking his head, the bouncer headed out. Once the door shut behind him, Jack approached the man on the floor.

His hand slid to the back of his head and undid the gag. He threw it to the floor. "I don't do gags. I usually relish in the sounds that emit from my submissive, however if I do not wish to hear them from you, I will tell you. Your obdience should be more than enough to silence you."

His hand slid under Harper's chin, caressing his face up to look into Jack's eyes. "What's your name?"

"Harper." Gabriel replied. "You can inspect more than his face, you know."

"I didn't ask you." Jack muttered indignantly. Gabe chuckled.

"He's mine." He said, his attention settling back to Harper. His chest was perfectly toned, his face seemed sculpted by angels. And Jack wasn't normally one for cliches. And those eyes. Jack would enjoy filling them with want. With need.

"You didn't inspect him." Gabe said, throwing his hands up. "His ass- his dick-" The match maker was shaking his head.

"I don't need to. Those don't concern me. I know all I need to know from his eyes." Jack stepped back. His gaze on Harper relaxed. "Unrestrain him please. I wish to talk business." Jack pulled over a chair, and then took one for himself.

"Outside of scenes, our relationship will be casual. I will email you my contract, but the biggest rules are this;

While employed by me you will not: date or engage in sexual acts with another male or female. You will not consume drugs or alchohol without permission. You will not compromise your health. You will not openly share information about our relationship. You will follow any explicit order I give. Any breach in these rules will result in termination."

"Your schedule is tuesday through friday, 6-11. Saturday you will arrive at 9am until the following morning. Sunday and monday are your free days. Even when you are 'off the clock' I may communicatebwith you via text messages. If you accept my offer of employment, you begin tuesday."

He leaned, elbows on his knees, to look at Harper. "This is a loosely negotiable contract. If you have any requests or rules of your own, state them now."

 

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Gabriel had presented him as he saw fit for inspection. Jack didn't seem to think it necessary. He came in as if he owned the room, ordering the larger bouncer out of the room and walking directly over to Harper. Their eyes met as Jack removed the gag.

"What's your name?" He asked, his smooth, deep voice sending a nearly imperceptible shutter down Harper's spine. He opened his mouth to reply but Gabriel answered for him. He nodded. "Harper Cross." He added after clearing his throat.

Once Jack had ordered his binds be removed, he took a seat in the chair that he offered him. To be honest, he'd had no idea what to expect, but the man seemed to want to get right down to business. He relaxed as Jack spoke, going over rules and conditions of the official relationship they were about to embark upon. It all seemed reasonable to Harper. The schedule fit perfectly with his work schedule. He'd have to give up the Friday night beers with the guys after work but he had taken to doing that less frequently lately anyway. As for dating, hell it'd been months since he'd had so much as a date. That wasn't anything to worry about.

"This is a loosely negotiable contract." Jack finished. "If you have any requests or rules of your own, state them now."

Harper nodded. "Thank you for accepting me. I appreciate you crafting a schedule that works so easily around my regular job schedule. I only ask that you continue to respect that and any emergency that may arise in the field. Otherwise, I am yours completely." He exhaled slowly as he sat back. It was all happening so fast, it was a struggle to completely wrap his mind around it.

He drummed his fingers against his bare knee as he waited for what would happen next.

 

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Agreeable. Jack liked that. He liked Harper as a whole. Jack looked into him for a moment, as they sat in silence. Then he leaned back, and closed his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he nodded.


Gabe smiled. "Harper, you're dismissed."

"I'll see you tuesday at 6 sharp." he said as Jack left.

Once he was out of the room, Gabe turned to Jack, grinning.

"Gabe, shut up." Jack shook his head.

"He's perfect. Admit that I was right." Gabe said, still grinning.

"No one is perfect, Gabriel." Jack stood.

Gabe stood as well. "Join me at Variano's for dinner?"

"Only because I like their chicken parm. I'll drive." Jack headed to his car.

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Catching up with Gabe was nice, and it filled a bit of the hole in his heart. He ower his friend a lot for not only keeping his secret, but supporting it. A lot of people would love to get ahold of the knowledge that the youngest Jovac heir was paying for sex. What a news scoop that would be. His company, his family, they practically owned the city. And that made them targets by the news.

Tuesday was two days away, and as much as he tried to keep his mond off of it, he was thrilled and terrified at the same time. Sam kept popping into his office, and it seemed that every time he was caught day dreaming about that upcoming night. The time tocked down, it was two more days... Then one more day...

Tuesday morning Jack broke down. He pulled out his phone to text the number that Gabe had given him for Harper. He typed a short message.

"I look forward to seeing you." Was that too casual? Too blunt? He retyped it. "I look forward to seeing you naked." no he had already seen that. "I look forward to tasting you?" Definitely not. Someone else could read it, after all. He settled on "I'm looking forward to seeing you- J." and he sent it.

 

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Once he was dismissed, Harper nodded to Jack and Gabriel. "See you Tuesday." He said with a smile before leaving the room. He dressed quickly and left. The entire drive home, he could hardly contain both his excitement and nerves. Jack had chosen him and he could only hope to continue to please him.

Work on Monday and Tuesday went by as usual, nothing too serious just a few minor house fires. Tuesday was spent in a bundle of nerves. He tried not to show it but a few times a couple of the guys at the station asked what was eating him. He brushed it off though and went on with his day.

He'd received a text from Jack that morning. His heart pounded as he opened it. But it was just a simple message.

I'm looking forward to seeing you. -J​

Harper smiled and replied quickly.

Can't wait.​

Finally, his work shift ended and he rushed home to shower and get ready. Jack had given him no direct orders on wardrobe, so he dressed simply in a pair of dark denim jeans and a black button up shirt, sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms. He sent Jack a text as soon as he left.

I'm on my way. See you soon.​

 

[Artemidorus]

Jack was so nervous he left early. Ridiculous. He told Sam he was taking a half day, and in his overly cheery fake voice he replied "Sure thing, Jack! Relax, and think over that promotion."

It made him sick. Sam just wanted to use him, use him like he always did. He pushed him over growing up, taling the company, taking their parents favor. He took everything from Jack. And now he was gonna force Jack into the position below him so he could do all the work of a CEO with none of the credit. And he'd be stuck here, that much farther away from his dreams of being a writer.

But those worries were pushed aside. The time home early had him pacing. The maid had already cleaned the house. His clothes were put away, and he changed from his work clothes into spmethong more casual. Three times. He settled on a white v neck and nice jeans. He took off his loafers and set them neatly by the door. He looked on the mirror, v neck, jeans and his socks. He ruffled his hair. Messy but not bad, right? Its not like this was a date. He wanted things to be casual for the first day. Very easy. Nothing too demanding, no sex if Harper wasn't feeling up to it. He was feeling more confident now. Till there was a knock at the door.

The color almost drained from him. What was he thinking? He could never be a good dom. And he promised himself that after Dav- that after- that he wouldn't-

Jack was opening the door before he knew it. His face was still a bit white, but he was in control. His expression was firm and completely in control. He hoped. He hoped it didnt look angry or forced. Oh brother.

Harper was standing there in that black button up. Jeans that looked worn but not dirty. And suddenly his breath was hitching. And his knees were going a bit weak. But he kept in control. This was all about control. "Hello Harper. First thing's first. This bin here by the door is for your clothes. You'll remove them each day as soon as you come in." he showed him the set up by the door. Above it was a dry erase board. "If I have any special memo's I'll write them here. Understood? Tonight is an exceptionm if you do not wish to undress you do not have to. But that applies for tonight only."

"Come on in. I'd like to watch a movie tonight." he gestured to the TV stand, filled with DVDs and blue rays. "Your pick." he sat on the couch, ready to observe.

 

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Harper was nervous as fuck as he waited for Jack to answer the door. He anxiously drummed his fingers against his thigh until the door open. The sight of Jack, in a simple white shirt and jeans and socks was breathtaking. His posture was one of confidence and control and the hard stare as Jack took him in sent a shiver down Harper's spine.

"Hi." He said softly as Jack ushered him in.

"Hello Harper." He said, his voice deep and smooth. "First thing's first. This bin here by the door is for your clothes. You'll remove them each day as soon as you come in." He gestured to a white erase board. "If I have any special memo's I'll write them here. Understood? Tonight is an exception. If you do not wish to undress you do not have to. But that applies for tonight only."

Harper nodded. He hadn't expected to remove his clothing so soon, but he was happy to oblige. Though he wasn't required to do so tonight, he was eager to please his new Master. "I understand." He assured him.

"Come on in." Jack continued. "I'd like to watch a movie tonight." He said as he shut the door behind Harper. "Your pick."

Jack sat down on the couch nearby, watching him expectantly. Harper took a breath and began to unbutton the shirt he wore. He shrugged out of it and his t-shirt, depositing them both in the bin. He pushed off his shoes and socks and left them beside the door. His eyes never left Jack's as he unbuttoned his pants, unzipping them slowly and stepping out of them as well. He left on his boxer briefs though. They were a close fit that hugged the muscles of his thighs and accentuated his bulge. He dropped his jean into the bin and crossed the room. He browsed Jack's movie collection and finally selected an action-adventure comedy and put it on.

He turned back to Jack. "Where would you like me to sit?" He asked as he approached the couch, stopping in front of Jack.

 

[Artemidorus]

Damn. He was undressing. Which wasnt a bad thing at all, well, not to look at. But Jack had sworn he'd stay in calm and in control today. Take it easy. Follow Harper's lead and do what Harper wanted to do. But looking at that body... He forced his dick to stay down, and forced himself to remain calm.

"Today is meant to be an easy day, so if anything makes you uncomfortable today, or uneasy, tell me. I want you to feel safe here. To build trust with me." he looked into Harper's eyes. "If you feel unsafe at any time, ever, tell me. I will let you decide in the safe word, but I prefer two. Yellow and red. Yellow means you're unsure, feeling a bit unsafe, and that we need to change what we're doing. Red mean stop. Now. No questions asked. And I will never be mad kr punish you for using your safewords. Okay?"

He sat on the couch and plopped a pillow on the floor. "Your choice. Up here with me or on the floor, doesn't matter. Jack almost preffered the floor, if he was going to behave. Having all that bare skin so close to him was going to entice him to act up. It had been so long since he had been with someone. 6 months? 8 months? It was a year and a half ago that he and... Him... Broke up. There was no relationships since then, just drunken sloppy sex.

Jack was a bit grateful for the gloomy thoughts. Nothing killed his hard on like thinking of his ex. Even if he could smell Harper, who smelled clean and masculine. Even with the memories fresh in his head of Harper undressing, eyes on him.

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"I understand." Harper said after Jack had explained the safe words. "I will use red and yellow." He agreed. He hesitated briefly before deciding to sit on the floor. He wanted to get comfortable in a place and position of submission and he liked the idea of sitting at his Master's feet. He lowered himself to the pillow, sitting crossed legged and leaned back against the couch and Jack's leg. "Thank you." He said, turning his head to smile softly at the man.

He felt a little awkward, in such a new situation, but he felt like he could quickly become comfortable around Jack. He turned back to the tv as Jack pressed play on the remote to start the movie. Excitement still coursed through his body but he willed himself to remain calm and watch the movie.

 

[Artemidorus]

Jacl let them sit there for awhile. About halfway through the movie was the first time he touched Harper. He softly slid one finger across his muscled shoulders, where they sat a little higher than the couch. Ever so softly. He waited for Harper's reaction. "Keep your eyes on the TV." he said, his voice deep and gruff. He slid both hands down both of Harpers shoulders, down his arms. His mouth was right next to Harpers ear as he breathed out a bit.

Then he pulled back, reclining a bit, losing contact with his submissive. He'd let him stew a moment before his hand trailed up to Harper's hair, his fingers weaving along his scalp. His hair was soft, and just long enough that Jack knew he could pull against it. Just the thought made the member in hisnpants stir, and he let out a soft moan. Not an ounce of attention was on the movie, all of it was on Harper. What spots would make him squirm? Whetr should he nibble first?

But he remembered his promise. Only if Harper truly wanted to.

 

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Harper watched the movie. He enjoyed it, but the back of his mind was on how close he was to Jack and what would happen. He was beginning to think they were just going to watch a movie together, about halfway through, when he felt Jack's hand on his shoulder. He turned his head to look back but Jack, but he shook his head. "Keep your eyes on the TV." He commanded and Harper turned back, staring straight ahead. He kept his eyes on the tv, but they weren't focused on it. Not anymore. That one touch had been enough to jar his attention to other, better things.

He took in a shuddering breath when he felt those strong hands slide down over his arms. He instinctively flexed a little bit, biting his lip when he felt Jack's warm breath near his ear. Then all contact was lost and Harper almost turned around to see what was wrong but remembered his order.

His heart was pounding though Jack had only barely touched him. After a moment those hands were back on him, this time on his scalp, tracing through his hair, scratching lightly. God, that felt amazing. Harper couldn't hold back the small moan of pleasure at the touch. He couldn't help but imagine Jack gripping tightly, yanking his head back for a kiss. He closed his eyes, leaning his head into Jack's hands. His own hands gripped tightly at his thighs, as he felt his cock throb.

 

[Artemidorus]

Jacks breath hitched in his throat at that little moan. It was almost enough to make him falter, but at this make or break moment he was leaning towards make.

"You're a dream. You know that? Today I wanted to ease you in, almost like a date. Maybe a little romance. And here you are, practically begging me to tear you apart." Jack growled, but his eyes were glazed and he had a half smile.

"Look at me. Stand up." he ordered, and soon he was face to face with those abs. That chiseled stomach. He was looking up at that dreamy face. Damn. He was face to face with Harper's ever growing erection.

"Hold perfectly still." he ordered, as his hand slid along his brief covered manhood. "Mmm... I don't care for underwear. I'd rather you not wear them from now on." he leaned in and his hot breath tickled his manhood. His fingers deftly slid in to free his cock, and he leaned in ever more to trail his tongue along the shaft as soon as it was out. Jack's owm erection was rock hard. He looked up at Harper.

"Today there are no orders. On a typicaly day I will tell you when and what to touch but today you are free to do as you wish. Anything. Its up to you if youd like to take advantage of it."

 

[cbelle02]

At Jack's orders, Harper stood up and turned to face him. Jack's eyes roamed over him, appreciatively, as if he were a slab of grade A meat. He expressed his disdain for his underwear but Harper didn't have time to respond before Jack's hands were touching him, freeing his stiff cock. He gasped as his warm tongue slid expertly along his shaft, causing him to throb in anticipation. He groaned at the sensation, feeling himself harden even more.


"Today there are no orders." Jack told him once he'd released his cock. "On a typical day I will tell you when and what to touch but today you are free to do as you wish. Anything. Its up to you if you'd like to take advantage of it."

He was giving him free rein with his gorgeous body. He didn't know where he most wanted to start. He lowered himself to the couch next to him, slowly raising a hand to his face, tracing his strong jawline, thumb brushing over his bottom lip. He didn't dare kiss him. Not yet. He would let Jack make the decision when that was appropriate. Instead, he let his fingers trail down over his chest, then down to his waist where they pushed his shirt upward to brush over his flat abs.

"You have an amazing body." He groaned softly, dipping his head down to press his lips to those abs. Then the fingers pressed lower, under the waistband of his pants and down further to grasp his thick, hard member that strained against the fabric that held it. "Mmm fuck." He groaned again, giving it a slow stroke.

 

[Artemidorus]

"Damn Harper." Jack bit his lip. He pulled his shirt off, then laced his fongers through his hair, thrusting his hips to push his hard member into Harper's hand. "I go to the gym and stay in shapen but you're chiseled by gods. What do you do all day?" he knew it was dangerous territory. It was supposed to be don't ask don't tell. But Harper looked like he threw tires all day. Mechanic maybe?

Jack stroked Harper's jaw, pulling his face up to his. He leaned in, as if for a kiss, but drove his lips to his jawline, and began kissing and sucking, then trailing down to his neck. He's be careful to leave hickeys only where a shirt would cover. Along the collarbones. Shoulders. It'd been so long, too long, and he was reveling in this.

"I meant to go slow with you today." he said between sucks and bites and kisses. "But god damn if I could help myself." his hands grabbed at Harper's hips, pulling down his breifs. He grabbed at his ass, sliding his hands along his cheeks. "Damn Harper." he moaned, arching his back ever more, his member slipping from Harper's grasp and sliding against his toned stomach.

 

[cbelle02]

Jack's shaft was so thick and hard against his palm, and Harper couldn't wait to see it, to taste it, to feel it...Jack's moans and curses were an ego boost, a man who could barely contain his control just from his presence and touch. God, he was hot.

He smirked at Jack's question regarding his shape. "Let's just say I have a close relationship with the gods." He joked.

Jack lifted his face to his and for a tantalizing moment, he thought he was going to kiss his lips. He ached for it, but Jack's target was lower, teasing along his jaw and neck collarbone. His grip on the shaft in his hand tightened and he moaned out when he felt lips, tongue, teeth on his flesh.

He adjusted to kick the briefs off, his hard erection slapping against his stomach. He fumbled with Jack's pants as well, pulling them and his own underwear down. "Fuck..." He hissed, finally getting a good look at him.

Harper wasted no time sliding off the couch and onto his knees on the floor in front of Jack. He looked up at him for a moment, grasping his cock in one hand. Eyes still on his, he dipped his head, sliding his tongue along the length before swirling around the head. He tasted a drop of salty precum and moaned appreciatively. Then he pressed his lips around the head and took him into his mouth. He moved slowly at first, his palm stroking while his head bobbed, lips and tongue working him expertly.

 

[Artemidorus]

Jack felt the butterflies in his stomach move up to his throat as he gasped. That perfect splendid body at his feet, kneeling as he laid into the makings of a really good blowjob. Jacks hands fumbled to Harper's shoulders, as he flicked his tongue over his head to lap up his precum. He moaned and shuddered as his hands steadied himself, grabbing Harper's shoulders and holding onto his back.

As Harper took more of him into his mouth, Jack found his fingers lacing into his hair, rubbing against his scalp and pulling slightly. Moving his head gently, guiding him, if a bit forcefully. He mostly moved with Harper, trying to resist the urge to thrust into his mouth.

He wanted to fuck that pretty face, but not today. Today was a bit more sensual. He wanted to go slow and sweet. It had been so long and he was letting this take its time. Letting it soak in. Letting himself bask in the little sounds Harper was making around his cock.

 

[cbelle02]

Harper felt Jack's hands on his scalp, in his hair, guiding him firmly. He expected him to press down, forcing Harper to take and hold all of him. But he seemed to be holding back today.

His eyes flickered up to Jack's, but his were half closed, hooded in pleasure. He loved the sounds he was making and felt proud of himself. His free hand moved to fondle Jack's heavy balls gently as his mouth worked his thick shaft. He pressed down, taking as much as he could until he nearly gagged, then sliding back up. He lapped and sucked at his sensitive head for a moment before taking him deep again. Then, he resumed his strokes and bobbing, keeping pace with Jack's own motions.

His own cock pulsed hard against his stomach, aching to be touched. But his focus was entirely on Jack's pleasure at the moment.

 

[Artemidorus]

Jack moaned as he threaded his hands more into Harper's hair, rubbing and stroking and occasionally, when he did something deliciously good, pulling again. "God yes." He gasped, as the man at his feet swallowed down his cock. Over and over again. As his pleasure built up he got rougher, loosing control of his hips. "Ah- ah-" he gasped again, barely able to make a sound. He really didn't want to be a dick and force fuck his new subs face, but he was so close to coming already and he was losing his control. Precum was flowing from him freely, that's how long he had been without.

He was going to lose his load into his new subs mouth. Embarrassingly fast too. He had just been alone for so long that any touch would have put him close, but Harper's hot hot mouth was working him so well- Harper was going to know. Know how desperate he was for this, for him. But he couldn't top it now. His hands fell from Harper's hair, with a load cry. "Damn- damn!" He grabbed at the pillow behind him, bunching his hands into fists. His cock erupted and twitched and he filled Harper's mouth with much more cum than usual. It really had been awhile. He moaned and collapsed against the couch, needing a second to recover.

 

[cbelle02]

Harper felt Jack tense and knew that he was close. He eagerly swallowed the loads of precum that spilled into his mouth, savoring the salty taste. He continued to pump Jack's throbbing cock with his fist and mouth, moaning around him, encouraging him. It wasn't long before he heard Jack's strangled curse and felt the first gush of hot cum down his throat. He swallowed as much as he could while still stroking his shaft with his fist. Stream after stream filled his mouth, spilling onto his chin even as he swallowed.

Finally, Jack collapsed back onto the couch. Harper slowed his strokes to a stop but continued to clean him up gently. Then he sat back on his heels, his own cock jutting straight up and even oozing a bit of its own precum. He looked up at his new master. If he thought he'd been gorgeous before... he was absolutely stunning in his post-orgasmic disheveled glow.

He wiped the bit of cum from his chin. "That was absolutely incredible." He said. "You taste amazing." He cleaned the cum from his fingers and moved to slide up onto the couch beside him.

 

[Artemidorus]

Jack took a second to breath, but he wasnt done with Harper. Not by far. "Not as delicious as the spunds I'm going to pull from you." He practically growled as he grabbed Harper and pulled himself over him, nestling between Harper's legs, his ever hardening member pressed against Harper as it came back to life.

One hand wrapped around Harpers length and began stroking him firmly. Jack gave Harper's cock a long lick, providing his hand with ansilky lubricant. Jacks hips jutted as he began to grind, his own cock pressed against Harper's ass and balls as he stroked him. He koved back up to look into Harper's eyes as his free hand found his hair again, pulling Harper uo sobthat Jack could plunge his tongue into Harper's mouth.

His hands were in Harpers hair and stroking his cock, while he pressed himself against Harper's ass and kissed him passionately.