Chapter Eleven
~ Jackson ~
My finger was like a hammer of death as I hit the mouse button, taking me to the next page in Daniel's medical report. Page after page had been filled with pictures and descriptions of the abuse he had suffered over the years. Some of it was pieced together by Daniel's faint memories and the scars on his body. Others were evident by the pictures.
All of it was horrible.
Nothing in my imagination could have prepared me for the extent of the abuse Daniel had gone through over the years, and this was just the physical side of things. I didn't even want to think about the mental and emotional abuse he had suffered.
Suddenly, his subservient behavior made perfect sense to me. Daniel had been trained from an early age to be the perfect little slave so that he could avoid being punished, and even if the punishment no longer occurred, I doubted that subservient behavior would ever end.
My father was right. Daniel needed to be protected. He needed to be taken care of so no one ever hurt him again. I was terrified that I wasn't the man for the job.
I knew if I opened my mouth, I wouldn't be able to stop from shouting. My emotions were too close to the surface, my control too thin. The abuse Daniel had suffered was horrific.
How was he still alive?
And sane?
I wanted to find every one of his abusers and torture them until they fully understood what they had done to Daniel. I wanted them to suffer. Prison was too easy. Death was too easy. Torture was what they deserved.
I closed down my laptop, slammed back the remainder of my drink—I think this was the fourth one I'd had—and then stalked out of the study and down the hallway to my bedroom. As soon as I pushed the door open, my eyes instantly went to the slight bump made in the bed by the man sleeping there.
My steps slowed as I walked over to the bed and stared down at the man sleeping there, one hand tucked under his cheek, the other curled into the blanket. With Daniel's sweet innocent face, it was hard to think of all the abuse he'd suffered.
Needing some sort of reassurance that he wasn't still that abused little teenage boy I'd seen in the pictures, I climbed onto the bed and stretched out beside Daniel, pressing my body tightly against his smaller frame.
He jerked as if yanked from his sleep and then slowly glanced over his shoulder at me with his sleep filled eyes. As soon as Daniel saw my face, he smiled.
"Sir," he whispered almost silently.
Something possessive and feral took a hold of me in that moment.
I grabbed Daniel by the hair at the nap of his neck and twisted his head around, plastering my lips over his. I wrapped my other hand around Daniel's waist to pull his body back against my chest.
I didn't just kiss Daniel. I devoured him. I ran my tongue the length of Daniel's lips before pressing in, demanding entry, exploring every inch of his warm, sweet-tasting mouth.
I felt Daniel start to respond, slowly at first, and then it was as if a dam broke. Daniel opened up, throwing himself into the kiss with absolute abandon.
Daniel moaned and whimpered as he pushed back against me. I knew Daniel couldn't fail to feel my erection pressing against him. As I moved my hand down Daniel's waist to his groin, I wondered if I would find the same hard length in his slacks.
Damn!
Daniel was so hard his zipper was about to bust. I cupped him in my hand, squeezing, gently at first, then with more pressure. The harder I held him, the more unglued Daniel seemed to become.
He was so damn responsive.
"Jackson, let me come," Daniel whispered against my lips as he thrust his cock against my hand.
I wasn't even sure Daniel realized he'd whispered the words out loud. I lifted my lips from Daniel, growling into his ear. "How do you ask if you want something?" I demanded in a growly voice.
"Please," Daniel whispered.
"Please who?"
"Please, sir, please, let me come," Daniel pleaded.
I flashed a feral grin as I unzipped Daniel's pants and pulled his cock out, wrapping my fingers around the thick shaft. My little man deserved a reward for asking so nicely.
"Good, baby," I said against the side of Daniel's neck. "Now come for me, Daniel. Come for me now."
As if on cue, Daniel threw his head back as he thrust himself into my tight grasp. He cried out as he came, coating my hand with his release.
I continued to stroke Daniel's spent cock until he collapsed back against me and then quickly pulled Daniel's pants off. And then I paused, taking a moment to study my prize.
Stunning .
Nicely formed shoulders, slim chest, and flat abs. Daniel wasn't muscular like me, but he had just enough to give him some definition. And his legs were so long they seemed to go on forever. I couldn't wait to feel them wrapped around my waist as I fucked Daniel's tight little ass.
Quickly shucking my own clothes, I grabbed some lube and a condom out of the nightstand and climbed onto the bed between Daniel's feet. Grabbing his ankles, I glanced up. Daniel simply stared at me, his beautiful sky blue eyes wide in dazed surprise.
"Do you remember your safe word, Daniel?"
"Red for stop, yellow for go slow, and green for go."
"And when do you use your safe word?"
"When I need it."
"Good boy." I grinned at him so he'd know I was happy with his answer. "Hands over your head, baby."
Daniel complied so quickly he made the bed jerk. I chuckled at his eagerness. I couldn't be more pleased with his response.
Tightening my fingers around Daniels ankles, I pushed them back and out, spreading the man's legs and opening him up to my hungry gaze.
Hot damn, Daniel shaved!
I scooted up to kneel between Daniel's thighs before reaching down to caress the smooth skin surrounding his jutting cock. "You're shaved. Why?"
Daniel whimpered, lowering his eyes as his face turned beet red.
"I expect to be answered when I ask a question, Daniel," I commanded sternly. Daniel whispered something, but I couldn't quite catch it. "I can't hear you."
"It feels good when I...when..." he stammered.
"When you touch yourself?" I moved my hand up to stroke Joey's hard cock from bottom to tip then back down again.
"Yes," he replied.
"Do you touch yourself often?"
"Yes." Daniel nodded again and turned his head to the side, as if ashamed to admit he enjoyed masturbating.
"Good boy. I think your honesty deserves a reward," I said as I lowered my mouth to envelop the head of Daniel's cock. With a loud cry, Daniel lifted his hips off the bed, pushing his cock deep into my mouth, nearly gagging me.
I moved my hands to pin Daniel's hips to the bed and began licking his cock like a lollipop, up one side and down the other. Daniel's moans and groans played havoc with my senses, making my cock grow incredibly hard.
I needed to claim Daniel.
Now!
Reaching down with one hand, I began softly caressing the puckered flesh below Daniel's ball sac. I could feel Daniel quiver every time my fingers brushed against him.
Quickly, I poured some lube on my fingers and then gently pressed one into Daniel's hole, a little at a time, until I was knuckle-deep. I moved them around, stretching Daniel out and one by one, I added more fingers until I could easily fit in all four.
I wasn't a small man.
Daniel grew restless, his body shaking. Any moment now he'd come again, which was exactly what I wanted.
I lifted my mouth off Daniel's cock as I felt him begin to pulse, announcing his eminent climax. One hand rapidly stroking him, the other pumping into his ass, I watched as Daniel found his release.
His cries of pleasure played through the air like a symphony. As soon as Daniel finished shooting, I poured more lube onto Daniel's eager hole, pushing some inside.
I tore open the lubed condom with my teeth and rolled it down my aching cock with trembling hands. Kneeling once again between Daniel's legs, I lifted the man's ass, aiming my cock at the tight little entrance before him.
Ready to claim Daniel, I glanced up at him and chuckled. Daniel's hands were clenched in the sheets on either side of his head. His eyes were closed tight, his mouth hanging open as a continuous series of little moans escaped his lips.
"Open your eyes, baby. I want to see you when I take you."
Daniel's eyes snapped open, and his gaze flew meet mine.
"What color are you right now, Daniel?"
I had to be sure.
"Green, sir."
Hallelujah!
"Do you want me to take you, Daniel?"
"Yes," Daniel whispered. The tip of his pink tongue darted out as he licked his lips.
"Yes, who?"
"Yes, sir, please."
"Good baby," I replied as I slowly pushed forward. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of sliding into the silken heat of Daniel's body. "My god, you're so tight."
Seated balls-deep, I struggled to stay still while Daniel's body adjusted to me. The wait was excruciating. It took all of my self control not to move.
Finally, I heard Daniel sigh.
Leaning over him, I put my face right in front of Daniel's until our noses almost touched. This close, Daniel couldn't hide from me. Everything he felt would be shinning in his bright sky blue eyes.
I began moving my hips, slowly thrusting into Daniel's tight ass, holding his gaze. "You belong to me now, Daniel, don't you?"
"Yes, sir."
"No one's ever going to feel this sweet ass, touch this beautiful body, except me, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
Moving slowly, I could feel myself starting to build up toward an orgasm of epic proportions. I knew it wouldn't be long. And even though Daniel had already come two times, I desperately wanted him to come again, to come with me. I just wasn't sure it was possible. Daniel was human after all. But I damn well was going to try.
"I want you to come with me, Daniel. Can you do that for me? Can you come for me again?"
"Yes, sir," Daniel replied, his voice quickening.
"Then come for me, baby," I ordered as I sped up my thrusts, feeling Daniel's inner muscles tightening around me.
Daniel's eyes drifted closed and he cried out as he came again, coating both our stomachs in thick, hot cum.
"You're fucking perfect, baby," I roared as I thrust forward again, releasing myself into the beautiful man beneath me. My chest heaved, my head swam, and my heart nearly pounded right out of my chest.
I collapsed, momentarily sated.
Unbelievable.
That had been even better than I dreamed. Daniel was perfect, much more than I had ever expected. I knew, even as I carefully pulled myself from Daniel's compliant body, that my days of wandering alone were over. I had found what I had been searching for since I first knew I was gay.
I got up and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom and clean myself up. I quickly washed off and then came back with a warm, wet cloth to clean Daniel up.
As I sat on the side of the bed, I chuckled quietly. Daniel was out cold, snoring softly. His hand was curled under his cheek in the most adorable manner.
I leaned down and kissed Daniel on the head before pulling the blankets up to cover him, tucking him in. I tossed the washcloth in the dirty laundry basket before climbing into bed beside my new husband, satisfied in ways I'd never imagined.
I laid my head on the pillow next to Daniel and pushed my nose into the man's blond hair. I inhaled deeply and the natural scent of the man flowed over me as I faded off to sleep.