Training Kyle [Hard Hits 10] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Tatum Throne

  “I want you to stay the night.”

  Their eyes locked. “I have to work tomorrow.”

  “So do I. We’ll leave separately. It’ll be okay.”

  “I hope you’re right.”

  Mason hoped he was, too. He did not want to lose this job now that he had something stable in his life again.

  * * * *

  The next day, Kyle went into work before Mason did. There were no awkward moments at all in the morning. Kyle had expected that they would have sex in the morning, but they didn’t. There was something about Mason that told him that he planned their sessions together. They definitely couldn’t have done what they did last night in the morning. They would have been rushed before work.

  Throughout the day, Kyle expected to see some sign of Mason but he didn’t. He wondered what he was up to. He was always on his mind now. It was the little everyday things that Kyle wanted to experience with Mason. Kyle hadn’t ever had a long-term relationship before. He didn’t want to tell Mason that, but he knew he had to. He was practically a virgin in many ways. Mason was aware of that somewhat, but not to the full extent. Kyle thought about the first time they met on the bridge. He had tried to pull over a speeding car but the stop had escalated into a standoff. Had Mason not showed up, he knew he wouldn’t be standing there today.

  When Kyle had a free moment, he went to find Mason. He wanted to know what he was up to today. He wanted any glance of him he could find. When he discovered that he was out of the office, Kyle had no choice but to get his ass back into some cold cases he was working on. After several hours of cold calls on some cases, he finished his work for the day. He wondered if he should go on home or try to find Mason before he left for the day.

  Instead of chasing Mason around like a lost puppy, Kyle checked his balls and decided to go to the Training Center for his normal evening workout. His SWAT testing was coming up soon and he wanted to be ready. After seeing the SWAT team in action that night on the bridge, Kyle knew that he had to be on the other side of it. He was ready to be a part of that team. He just hoped he passed the grueling test. As far as he knew, no one had failed it yet.

  Kyle changed into his workout clothes and got busy. He punished himself, doing a grueling workout. He wanted to exercise out all the pent-up frustrations he had for Mason. Despite pushing himself hard, Kyle felt as though he was still amped up and ready to be tied and taken again. With his earbuds crammed in his ear, he never heard Mason come through the door. It was only when their eyes connected in the mirrors that he saw Mason coming up behind him. A chill of need raced through Kyle’s body as he remembered everything that Mason had done to him that night before. He stopped his workout and pulled the earbuds out of his ears. Mason looked Kyle up and down, feeling his eyes linger on his chest.

  Kyle grinned. “What’ve you been up to?”

  “I’ve been busy with meetings. You?”

  “Just doing some training for SWAT.”

  “You’re looking good.”

  A zip of pleasure raced through Kyle. “You think so?”

  “Yeah, I do. What are you up to tonight?” Mason asked.

  “No plans, why?”

  “I’m heading out with the guys for a drink. Would you like to come?”

  Kyle had secretly hoped that they would head straight home and have some time alone together. It was clear that that wasn’t going to happen at all. “I can join you for a drink. Where are we going?”

  “We’re heading over to Mario’s on the Levee for a little bit. Is that okay with you?”

  “I’ve been there before. It’s a nice place. We won’t have any problems with anybody there.”

  “Sounds good.”

  Mason turned to go and paused. “Would you like to ride with me?”

  Kyle was tempted to, but he knew he shouldn’t. “I’ll meet you there.”

  “Okay then. Seven o’clock.”

  “See you in a little while.”

  By the time that Kyle had gotten to the bar, it was a little bit after seven. He caught sight of the guys from SWAT and the new chief sitting off at a table in the corner. Mason was looking good as always. Kyle took the open seat across for him, but had secretly hoped that he could sit next to him.

  “Shaun! You made it,” TJ said.

  They were watching the game. Kyle could see that they were talking sports and all sorts of things. Sports weren’t something that Kyle was interested in. All he was fascinated with was the man who was now sitting across from him.

  “When is your SWAT testing?” Mason asked.

  Their eyes locked and heat moved through Kyle’s dick. “Not for a few weeks. I head out for training at Camp Tack sometime this week.”

  “Would you like to come?” TJ asked Mason.

  “Sure. That’s a good idea. I need to familiarize myself with these trainings you guys have.”

  Kyle was having a hard time not wearing his heart on his sleeve. When he looked at Mason, all he could think about was what they did together. He really needed to go before the guys picked up on the tension between them, but he didn’t want to leave just yet. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with Mason. He hated playing this song and dance—pretending that they only worked together and weren’t actually together. Beneath the table, Kyle felt Mason’s leg brush against his.

  Sensation went spinning through his body, landing solidly on his rim. Remembering how Mason had pulled his cock out of his ass and used his ass cheeks to get him off was one of the most erotic things he had ever experienced with a man. He wanted it again and he wouldn’t be getting it anytime soon. Beneath the table, he felt Mason’s hand slide over his knee. The move was so shocking that it caught him completely off guard.

  Heat moved through Kyle’s cock, making him instantly hard. He knew he had to do something about his prick before the guys caught him with a hard-on for his chief.

  “Excuse me.” Kyle excused himself from the table.

  “Hey, Kyle! Everything okay?” TJ asked.

  Kyle nodded. “I’ll be fine. Just need to hit the restroom.”

  He was going to have to jerk off in the bathroom. He normally wasn’t so horny, but he had to do something about his prick. When he was hard, people tended to notice. He was a big guy. He went to the bathroom, taking a moment alone. He thought about splashing cold water on his face, but he knew that wouldn’t help. He went into the stall and unzipped, standing with his back against the door. There was no use trying to think about something else. It didn’t work. Kyle smoothed his hand over his prick, jerking it up and down as he bit his lip. He thought about how much he wanted Mason and how hard he made him come the night before. He was jerking off when all of a sudden there was a knock on the bathroom stall.

  “Open up,” Mason said.

  Kyle had no choice but to obey his Dom. He opened the bathroom door. Mason bullied his way inside the stall. He looked down at his throbbing prick, and he came in fast, kissing Kyle hard. Mason took complete control of him, grabbing his ass hard. He picked him up, pressing him against the wall. Kyle’s legs wrapped around Mason’s body as his dick squeezed between them. He kissed him with everything he felt deep inside. The jerking motion of their clothes rubbing together was all Kyle needed. He groaned in Mason’s mouth as he came hard. Hot jizz squirted from his cockhead. He couldn’t believe he was coming all over his police chief’s shirt again.

  Abruptly, Mason broke his lips away. “Don’t ever fucking do this again. If you ever jerk yourself off without me around, I’ll punish you.”

  “Oh, God.”

  “Yeah, you better remember that I am your Dom. I am all you have now. You don’t do anything to that prick unless you get my permission first. Do you understand?” Mason asked.

  Kyle bit his lip as he nodded. “I just wanted you so fucking bad. I had to do something.”

  “I know, babe. But you have to be careful. We both need to be careful.”

  They kissed hard again. When Mason finally broke his lips a
way from Kyle, he slowly lowered him to his shaky feet. Kyle was still spinning from the fact that Mason had followed him into the bathroom. How the hell were they going to get out of this now?

  Chapter Eight

  Mason’s heart was hammering in his chest. He shouldn’t have been shocked that his sub was misbehaving so badly. Maybe part of the problem was that they needed more time together. Perhaps part of the problem too was that Kyle needed to learn the rules. They were going to go over all the rules tonight. Kyle needed to know how to obey him inside and outside the bedroom. Stunts like this were going to get both of them caught.

  Slowly, Mason eased Kyle down to shaky feet. His cock was pressed against his abdomen, and his fly was open like a book. Mason knew he had to close this book for now. There wouldn’t be any more moments with Kyle in the bathroom tonight.

  “You and I have to leave the bathroom separately or there’s going to be some talk.”

  “I know.”

  “I’ll go first.”

  Kyle stuffed his cock back inside his jeans and looked down at his messed shirt. Mason glanced at his shirt, seeing white stripes of cum there too. Mason pulled off his shirt, slipping it inside out and putting it back on. He pulled his leather jacket back on over it.

  “That’s not going to work for me,” Kyle said.

  “I know, babe. But you have to do something. Splash some water on it and see if that helps.”

  “I will.”

  “Okay, I’m going out first. See you in a little while.”

  Mason headed out, leaving Kyle inside the restroom. He wanted to stay and help his sub clean up, but he knew he had to fix this mess that he made. Mason sat back down at the table and waited for Kyle to return. Several moments went by before he returned. His shirt was wet in a few spots, but it went unnoticed by the guys sitting at the table. Relief poured through Mason’s body. He did not want to have to explain how something had happened between them in the restroom.

  When they finished up at the bar and they headed out to the parking lot, Mason hung back with Kyle. The rest of the guys took off. TJ and Adam hung out by their cars.

  “I want you to come by my house tonight. We need to talk about some rules,” Mason said.

  “Oh? What kind of rules?”

  “Rules for obeying me inside and outside the bedroom. Stunts like this are going to get both of us into big trouble.”

  “Why did you come after me?”

  “I couldn’t resist you,” Mason said.

  A blush crept up Kyle’s cheeks. “Okay, I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

  Mason headed to his car and got inside. He was still on a lust-filled high from what had happened in the bathroom stall. What was he doing? He was going to screw up his career as well as Kyle’s. All of that didn’t matter now. He had control of the situation—at least he hoped he did, otherwise they were both screwed. Kyle was like an addiction he couldn’t deny. Mason wasn’t normally so possessive of his subs. He drove home and waited for Kyle to get there. He went inside the house and waited anxiously for his lover to knock on the door. Mason’s prick was pounding by the time he heard him knock on the front door. Mason answered the door and pulled Kyle inside. He pushed him up against the wall and kissed him hard. They were both breathing heavily by the time he broke his lips away. Sex and lust fogged Mason’s brain. It took him a few seconds to clear his head.

  “I have some rules for you.”

  “I’m listening.”

  “Rule one. You will never beat yourself off without me present. Do you understand? You won’t be rubbing one off unless I’m with you.”

  Kyle bit his lip and whimpered. “And if I don’t listen?”

  Mason let his hand move down over Kyle’s backside, smoothing his fingers underneath his pants and between his ass cheeks. He rubbed the tips of his fingers over his rim, pushing them in and out.

  “Then you’ll never have my cock buried in your ass again. You have to obey me when we’re not around each other. Understand?”

  “I’ll follow your rules.”

  “Rule two. You will always call me Sir inside and outside the bedroom.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good, you’re a fast learner. I like that. Rule three.”

  “I’m listening.”

  “You will not be with any other men while you are mine.”

  “I understand.”

  “Good. There will be no more confusion when we are away from each other.”

  “Not at all. I promise. What do you want of me now, Sir?”

  “I want you to undress and go upstairs to my bedroom.”

  Kyle did as ordered. He undressed, leaving his clothes downstairs at bottom of the steps. Mason followed him upstairs and down the hallway to his bedroom, watching as he waited by the foot of the bed.

  “You need to be punished for misbehaving tonight. Get on your hands and knees on the bed.”

  Kyle obeyed, crawling up onto the bed. He waited anxiously, watching Mason with wide eyes as he moved through the room. Mason’s eyes went down over Kyle’s big balls, loving how heavy they were. His cock hung rock hard between his legs. He was so fucking aroused. Pre-cum dripped from his tip onto the sheets below. Mason went to his closet and got a flogger. The leather tip of it smoothed against Kyle’s ass. It was exactly what he needed to show Kyle how he needed to behave.

  Mason slid the leather fogger over Kyle’s ass. He yanked it back, loving the sound of the air whipping across the flogger. He smacked it hard against Kyle’s ass, loving the biting sting that he knew he would feel. Kyle groaned, arching his ass back for more. Mason struck him several more times. Each time Kyle groaned for more. As the flogger moved over Kyle’s ass, a sweet, warm redness grew. He knew that Kyle would have marks in the morning. He would bet that Kyle would feel it as he walked too. Mason hit him again, watching as his big balls bounced back and forth from the rough impact.

  Mason licked his thumb, sliding it over Kyle’s rim as he flogged him. He tossed the flogger side and used his hand, smoothing it over his ass. He pulled his hand back and spanked him several times. Kyle was begging for more. His ass was bright red. Mason knew he had to cool things down. He went to the mini fridge in his closet, taking out the glass butt plug. He came back to the bed, rolling the cold butt plug over his sensitive ass cheeks. He did that on both sides. He slipped the butt plug over Kyle’s rim.

  “Fucking hell.”

  Kyle arched his ass back for him to push it inside, but he didn’t. Mason pulled the butt plug up to his mouth and licked it, moving it over his rim. He came back in close to Kyle’s ass and pushed the butt plug deep inside his ass. Kyle groaned as the wet butt plug stretched him wide.

  “Don’t move.”

  Mason got off of the bed and undressed. He was so fucking hard that his prick was dripping with heat. He came around the bed and slapped his dick against Kyle’s face. “Suck me, sub. Suck my hard cock now!”

  Kyle made an animalistic groaning noise as he swallowed his cock down and hungrily ate him. He loved the way that Kyle took his prick all the way down into his throat with a sweet gurgling noise. Kyle sucked him hard, undulating his tongue beneath the tip of his cockhead. Mason was close to coming. There was something about the way his sub was eating him that made him want to explode deep in his throat.

  At the last second, he pulled his prick from deep within Kyle’s hot mouth and walked around to his ass. He pulled the chilled butt plug from his ass and tipped his cockhead against Kyle’s rim. He started to push his prick deep into his ass. Mason realized he was going in without a glove. He looked down at his dick sticking half inside his ass. He was fucking stunned that he forgot to wear a condom. Then again when he was around Kyle, there was something about what they shared between them that made him forget the most important things.

  Mason did the right thing and pulled his prick out of his sub’s ass. Kyle whimpered. He smoothed a condom on. Mason’s lubed prick was throbbing as he came back in close, pushing his prick
deep into his sub’s ass with a control he didn’t feel. It was only when he bottomed out that he stopped moving and gripped Kyle’s ass cheeks hard. He couldn’t wait to hear the sound of Kyle begging for more. He held still, waiting for that sound.

  * * * *

  Kyle was shocked that Mason was leaving him hanging. His Dom’s cock was stuffed deep into his ass, but he wasn’t moving. He has absolute and complete control over him. It felt so fucking good to be at his mercy. He started to whimper as he eased his ass back against his Dom’s stick. That move earned him a slap on the ass.

  “You may not move.”

  Kyle whimpered again. He needed his Dom to take him hard. He started to beg. “Please take me! Please. I need you.”

  It was a long time before Mason started thrusting his cock in and out of his ass hard. He hit him with short hard strokes that sent his knees sliding across the bed. Kyle’s head tapped against the headboard. He grabbed onto the headboard for balance. With each hit of his Dom’s cock deep in his ass, the headboard knocked against the wall. Mason’s arms came around his body, holding him tight. He felt his hands slide down over his cock, giving him several hard strokes. He heard a deep groaning sound echo from Mason’s chest.

  Mason prick stiffened. He was coming hard deep in his ass. Kyle wished that Mason wasn’t wearing a condom. He always wore them, but for some reason he didn’t want him to wear one tonight. Mason jerked Kyle’s cock hard. Kyle arched his head back against his Dom’s broad shoulders. He came hard. Mason gripped his dick, squeezing and pumping it as he splashed his spunk across the sheets. Several hot lines of cum shot across the headboard. Kyle was completely out of breath with Mason’s cock still shoved in his ass. He felt complete.

  Mason pulled him down into the bed and held him close. “That was amazing.”

  “You’re amazing,” Kyle said.

  They kissed lightly. Kyle loved the way that Mason was holding him. It felt possessive and it felt so good to have someone’s arms around him. It felt so good to just be touched. When he was single, he often went days without anybody touching him. It felt good to have a man touch him and hold him.