by Brina Brady
He caressed and kissed Jesse’s back. “We need to take a shower so we can get ready for dinner.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Master Andrew
Andrew led Jesse into the bathroom adjacent to the playroom. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs from the cabinet drawer and faced Jesse. Jesse’s piercing blue eyes widened in surprise.
“I want you to feel what it’s like to depend on me for your care. Are you okay with this? They are foam-padded, so they are soft on your skin.”
“Yes, Sir.” Jesse bowed his head.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Andrew ordered.
He cuffed Jesse’s hands, then turned on the water in the shower and waited for it to be a comfortable temperature. “Get in.”
Jesse stepped into the shower with Andrew behind him, guiding him so he wouldn’t fall. He took Jesse in his arms and kissed him. “I love you being here with me.”
“I’m glad you asked me to be your sub for two weeks. If you hadn’t given me a trial period, I probably would’ve said no. I would have lost out. Now that I’m here, I feel safe and happy. I mean, I adore you and want to please you, Sir.”
“And you do please me.” Andrew poured some gel onto his chest and sponged him all the way to his feet. When he went back up, he hovered over his balls, washing them, then moved to his beautiful cock. “You’re half-hard again. That’s good.”
“You’re touching me, Sir. I like the way it feels.”
The water rinsed all the suds from Jesse. Andrew wrapped his arm around him, held their cocks together, and rubbed in a slow rhythmic tempo. Jesse’s balls tightened up, and his cock stiffened.
“Don’t come until I tell you.”
Jesse grinned, the sexy kind. “I won’t, Sir.” Jesse’s head fell back against the tiles, and by his expression, he was lost in all the sensations fluttering through him.
Andrew stopped stroking and tightened his grip on the base of Jesse’s cock to prevent him from coming.
“Better slow down, my pretty boy,” Andrew whispered in his ear.
“Damn it!” Jesse glared at Andrew.
“You know what will happen if you don’t.” Andrew laughed and fisted both cocks again. Jesse rested back against the tiles again, water raining over him. Then he looked up at Andrew, who shook his head no.
“Not yet,” Andrew said. Within minutes, Andrew’s cock twitched, and he came. “Come now.”
Not needing any more contact, Jesse blew his cum all over Andrew’s hand, jerking and twitching from the force of his orgasm. Andrew licked his hand and scooped Jesse’s spunk into his mouth. Andrew kissed him, emptying his boy’s cum into his mouth. Jesse gladly accepted the oral gift and swallowed his own cum.
Andrew let the water rinse their cocks, and he squeezed some shampoo onto Jesse’s beautiful blond hair. Jesse closed his gorgeous blue eyes, avoiding the shampoo. Andrew was careful as he massaged Jesse’s scalp vigorously. When he was done, he held the hand shower, rinsed Jesse’s hair, and brushed the tangles out.
“Ouch! You don’t need to brush so hard, Sir,” Jesse said.
Andrew spanked Jesse’s ass with the back of the brush.
“Stop complaining. Oh, shit.” Andrew threw the brush outside of the stall.
He felt bad, really bad. He broke Jesse’s trust in him. How could he have forgotten about his hard limit with a brush? How could he have hurt Jesse and damaged his confidence? That was the last thing he wanted to do. Was he losing it as a real Dom?
“I’m sorry, Jesse. I forgot you didn’t want me to spank you with a brush.”
“You just tapped me with it by mistake, Sir. It’s not that I can’t take it, but it brings back bad memories from one of the group homes.”
“I’m sorry, Jesse. Please, tell me about it, so I understand.”
“Now, Sir?”
“Yes, now. I need to know what happened to you.”
“I was only ten years old and lived in a group home, waiting for placement. The housefather didn’t like me much. One night I didn’t eat all of my dinner, so he grabbed me by my ear, dragged me from the table, and shoved me against the wall. He yanked my jeans down in front of everyone and beat my ass with a brush until I was black and blue. One spot where he hit the most even bled. It really hurt for a long time, and I was totally humiliated. That day I ran away from the group home to a friend’s house. My friend’s mother called the central placement office and told them what had happened, demanding they come and move me out.”
“Did they move you?”
“They came that same night for all of us. That group home was shut down for good.”
“Yikes. That is horrible, Jesse. I won’t hit you with a brush ever again. I’m so sorry.” Master Andrew took Jesse in his arms.
“Most of my childhood was bad, really bad until I met Charlie.”
“I had some bad placements too, but not anything like you had. I’m really sorry.”
“I know you wouldn’t deliberately ignore my hard limit.”
“I won’t ever. Let me finish washing you.”
He washed every inch of Jesse’s body over again, with tender and gentle movements. He kneaded his sack with lots of suds, playfully squeezing. He scrubbed his cock in slow motion, then played with his slit.
“Turn around and bend over. I need to wash your sweet ass,” Master Andrew ordered.
Jesse turned around, bending over against the tile.
Master Andrew jammed his fingers inside his hole, playing in there a little bit with his soapy fingers, then rinsed him with the hand shower.
“You’re squeaky clean now.”
Andrew washed himself and stepped out of the shower. After he dried himself, he turned off the water, then helped Jesse out of the stall and removed the soggy cuffs. He toweled Jesse, who glanced down at the towel tucked around his midsection. Yet again he sported an erection. As much as he wanted Jesse again, he wouldn’t give in. He promised to take it slow.
“Get dressed, then go clean the playroom. I want you to unlock all the glass covers and remove them. Bring them to the garage and put them in the box labeled glass covers and make sure to wrap brown paper around each one. When you’re done, meet me outside by the pool.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Don’t put on your boots. We walk barefoot in the house and the backyard. There is a shoe tray at the door.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Andrew went to his bedroom and dressed. He made his way to the backyard and relaxed on one of the lounge chairs overlooking the sparkling water in the pool. He was pleased with Jesse, and their time in the playroom had gone well. It was just the time in the shower when he had used the hairbrush that things turned painful for Jesse. Living in group homes for a long period of time must have been more difficult for him than he could have imagined. The childhood abuse would explain why he had stayed with Sam for so long. Abuse appeared to be normal for him.
His phone buzzed, and he pulled it out of his pocket and read the message.
Ben: I heard from Sam. He wanted me to relay a message to you. Jesse belongs to him. He didn’t end his contract with him. He wants you to stay away from him.
Andrew: Fuck off. He cut up his collar. Contract ended.
Ben: Sam will return for him soon. You don’t want to mess with Sam and his friends. I’m telling you to prevent anything from happening to you. Sam doesn’t want you to touch Jesse. I think you should listen. He’ll send his friends to stop you if you think you can keep him.
Andrew: You’re banned from Leather Paddles. Don’t ever threaten me.
Ben: Hey, I’m warning you as a favor. I’m not threatening you. There’s no need to ban me.
Andrew: You’re banned. Collect your shit and never show your face again.
Ben: You can’t keep Sam’s sub. He’s going to come for him soon.
Andrew: Tell Sam to fuck off, too.
Andrew tapped Malik’s number.
“What’s up?”
“Ben is go
ing to come to get his things. I’ve banned him from the club because he just threatened me.”
“About what?”
“He sent me a message from Sam. He told me that Sam doesn’t want Jesse with me and that he threatened to send his friends to take care of me if I didn’t stay away from him. Ben said Sam’s coming for him when he can.”
“What the fuck for? He fucked everyone at the club. No, he’s not going near Jesse or you.”
“Damn right. He was abusive to Jesse.”
“How did it go with Jesse?”
“I collared him for two weeks, and if he likes being with me, it will be longer. It’s great having him here.”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard. Here comes Ben. Talk to you later if I have a problem.”
“Thanks.” Andrew ended his call.
Jesse was standing near the pool and now made his way to him. He stopped before him as if he was waiting for an order.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine, Sir.”
“How long were you listening to my phone call?”
“All of it, Sir.”
“Go get us two beers and bring them out here, and we’ll talk about it.”
Jesse turned around and disappeared inside. Within seconds, he was back with the beers. He held out the bottle to Andrew, but instead Andrew grabbed Jesse’s wrist and pulled him closer. Jesse stumbled and fell onto Andrew’s chest. Andrew wrapped his arms around him and forced his tongue into his mouth. Jesse was left breathless by the time he pulled away. He inhaled Jesse’s pine scent mingled with a trace of chlorine from the pool.
“Sit down so we can talk.”
Jesse sat in the lounge beside him.
“So, here’s the problem. According to Ben, Sam is coming back for you. He doesn’t want me to keep you, but I don’t believe him. But even if it were true, I’m not returning you to him. What do you think? What do you want?”
“You said Sam and his friends threatened you if you keep me, right?”
“Probably another lie.” Andrew placed his hand on Jesse’s knee.
“I don’t want to go back to Sam. I’m right where I want to be, Sir.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear, but we can’t ignore the threats. I have a friend looking into Sam. If Sam wanted you, he’d be here unless he couldn’t be.”
“I think he wanted to dump me so he could be free. He doesn’t want me.” Jesse teared up and his hands trembled.
“Come and sit on me.”
Jesse stood up with a big grin, straddled him, and sat, facing him.
“I know you’re still hurting over Sam, and that’s okay. If you want to cry, scream, do it. You’re going to get through this.”
“There’s something you should know about Ben, Sir.”
“What is that, boy?”
“Ben would say all kinds of bad things to Sam about me. Sam blamed me and said I was flirting with him, but I never did. I hate Ben. All I’m saying is he might be lying about Sam, just to make me suffer more.”
“We’re going to spend a little more time at the club. Too much shit is going on without me knowing about it. I need to get on top of things. Now that I have you with me, it’ll be fun. So, would you like to hang out at the club with me?”
“I’d go anywhere with you, and I love your club.”
“I’m going to pick you up from school tomorrow. When are you done with work?”
“Eight.”
“Stay in the library until I text you to leave, then meet me in the front.”
“Are you going to get into trouble with the school for being with me?”
“It’s against the university policies to have a relationship with a student, but I met you before you were my student. We’ll be careful.”
“I don’t think we should go in the same car, Sir.”
“Jesse, do you remember what expectation ten is?”
“Yes, Sir. You make the final decision.”
“Don’t tell anyone at school we live together.”
“I won’t, Sir. I only talk to Charlie and some people in the library.”
“Okay. That’s settled, then. Want to go swimming?”
“Yes, Sir. I’ll get my trunks.”
“I want you to swim naked now.”
All innocence, Jesse raised his eyebrows. “Yes, Sir.”
Jesse unzipped his jeans in slow motion. He proceeded to unbuckle his belt while Andrew watched him, and finally pushed them to his ankles. Jesse stepped out of them at a faster pace, then whipped off his shirt.
“Oh, I love looking at your naked body. You’re perfect for me.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Jesse walked to the diving board, dived in, and swam laps, back and forth with ease. After watching Jesse a few minutes, Andrew stripped out of his clothes and dived in as well. He swam under the water and pulled Jesse under with him. He held him for a second. Then they surfaced above the water.
“Damn, you’re one hell of a swimmer.” He wrapped his arms around Jesse and kissed him.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Jesse
In the early morning, Jesse made breakfast for Master Andrew while he graded some papers. He walked into the kitchen and snuck up behind Jesse, who was turning the bacon in the frying pan. He locked his strong arms around Jesse and kissed him on his neck.
“Your sizzling bacon and the fresh coffee aroma lured me into the kitchen.”
“I hope you don’t mind me cooking breakfast for us, Sir.”
“I don’t mind at all.”
“Oh, that’s good. I’m used to doing all the cooking, and I love cooking for you.”
“In this house, we’ll share the household chores. I have a housekeeper, who comes once a week to do the major upkeep, but I’m delighted you took it on yourself to make us breakfast.”
“Thank you, Sir. Are you going to assign me any chores? I’m willing and able to do whatever you want.”
“I’ll make a list when I have time. For today, I want you to unpack your boxes. I’ve made space in my closet, and the tall dresser is empty for your folded items.”
“Thank you, Sir. You make me feel wanted here.”
“You’re wanted, pretty boy.”
Jesse poured Master Andrew some coffee into a mug. “Do you take sugar or cream, Sir?”
“Just black.”
Jesse placed the mug in front of him, then dished out the scrambled eggs, bacon, and hash browns with buttered toast for them. When he turned around to the stove, Master Andrew pinched his ass.
“I’m going to be helping Jake and Charlie work on their pool while you’re working in the library. I’ll pick you up at eight. I’ll send a text when I’m outside the library.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Since his childhood, Jesse had been fighting a losing battle for his independence wherever he had been placed in different group homes. No matter how hard he’d tried to spread his wings, every time something or someone stood in his way. With Sam, he’d thought it would get better, but that had been an illusion. And now that he’s threatening him, it’s even worse. He’d exchanged a chain around his ankle for a collar around his neck. He could only go so far. It was mentally exhausting and suffocating. There had to be some time where he could go out alone.
“Jesse, listen to me. I know you just got out of a possessive relationship, and he prevented you from seeing others. He also kept you home for selfish reasons. But I’m not like him in any way. I want you to have friends and go out with them. Right now, you and I’ve both been threatened, and I’m not going to take any chances with your safety. I’m responsible for you. Keep that in mind.”
“I will, Sir.”
“See that you do. Your expression says otherwise, though. I’m good at reading people.”
“And what are you reading about me, Sir?”
“You want to ride your motorcycle to school.”
Jesse nodded. “It’s difficult, Sir. I understand why you need to protect me, but I
also want to be able to do some things on my own.”
“This situation is temporary because we’ll get to the bottom of these stalkers. I have a friend from the FBI helping. He has the means to find Sam and anyone else who is stalking us.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Jesse, tell me what happened to your parents?”
“My parents sent me to my grandfather’s ranch when I was two years old. I’ve never known my grandmother because she had died before I was born. So he raised me alone. When I was four, my grandfather had a heart attack and died.” Jesse paused. “We were riding our horses, and he fell off the horse and died right in front of my eyes. It was one of the most traumatic events in my life. I still feel sick about it when I think of my grandfather. I loved him, and to this day I still miss him.”
“What happened to you after?”
“I rode back to the ranch and called 911. They came and pronounced him dead, and I was taken to a group home to wait until my parents came for me, but they never did. I don’t know where they are or what happened to them. My grandfather had said my parents were in a cult and warned me that they would probably never come back, and he had been right.”
“Do you like to ride horses?”
“Yes, I love it.”
“Did you get to ride horses with Sam?”
“No. Sam didn’t like horses or any animals for that matter.”
“Would you like to go riding with me?”
“I’d love to.”
“Good. I’ll see if we can get away next weekend.”
Master Andrew helped Jesse rinse the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher. After they cleaned the kitchen, Master Andrew drove them to the university and walked Jesse to his classroom. Jesse sat beside Charlie without talking, but every now and then, they traded notes back and forth. After class, they made their way to the student cafeteria and sat inside.
“Ben sent Master Andrew a threatening message from Sam. He said Sam doesn’t want him with me and that he’s going to come for me when he can,” Jesse said.
“That bastard is so fucked up. What did Master Andrew say?” Charlie asked.
“He won’t let me go anywhere alone.”
“And how was your first fuck with him?”