Page 127 of In the Requiem


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Jamie lazily tracked his gaze up and down Kyle’s semi-clothed body. “I want you naked.”

Kyle’s green eyes darkened a little from desire. Jamie loved the way he was so responsive, even when Jamie didn’t have his hands on Kyle.

“Yes, sir,” Kyle said.

Jamie went to sit on the bed, never taking his eyes off Kyle as he did so. Jamie spread his legs and rubbed at his own cock through his dress pants as he watched Kyle undress. Kyle kept his gaze locked on Jamie as he slipped out of his sleeping pants and kicked them to the side. He wore no underwear beneath them, leaving his cock on display between the long tails of Jamie’s dress shirt.

“Come here,” Jamie said, voice gone a little deeper with want.

Kyle immediately went to him, stepping in close between Jamie’s spread legs. He settled his hands on Jamie’s shoulders, eyes locked on Jamie’s face. Jamie stretched out an arm to open the nightstand drawer and pull out a bottle of lube and a few toys he’d taken out of the boxes in their walk-in closet last night, but which they never got around to using.

The clover-style nipple clamps linked by a Y-style chain and small weights he tossed on the bed. The cock ring with its small attached metal circle on top for the chain to hook onto was slim but sturdy. Jamie slipped it behind Kyle’s balls and wrapped it snugly around his cock, the closure sitting underneath his cock while the protruding metal circle remained on top. He stroked Kyle’s cock a few times, enjoying the heat that came to his fingers from the dry friction.

“I was good while you were on the call,” Kyle said as he squirmed a little.

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Jamie tweaked the hem of the dress shirt. “Take this off.”

Kyle obeyed immediately, letting Jamie’s too-big dress shirt fall off his shoulders to puddle around their feet. Jamie leaned forward and bit at one of Kyle’s nipples, tugging at it with his teeth as he grabbed Kyle’s ass and pressed his fingers between Kyle’s ass cheeks, finding what he was looking for.

He leaned back and removed his hands. “Show me.”

Kyle immediately turned around, putting his perfect ass on display. Jamie reached out to get another handful, digging his thumbs into that firm flesh to part his cheeks, revealing the glint of metal hidden there.

He’d slipped the stainless steel plug into Kyle’s hole at the end of their lovemaking last night, making sure to keep Kyle full of his cum. Jamie tugged at the small ring with its slightly flared and flattened base protruding out of his hole. The sharp gasp Kyle let out made Jamie smile.

“Did you touch it?” Jamie asked.

“No, sir.”

“Good.”

Jamie let him go, only to smack him on the left ass cheek, careful of the plug. “Move.”

Kyle obediently took a few steps forward so Jamie could stand up. Kyle turned around to face him, his cock jerking beneath Jamie’s gaze, already darkening nicely from the constriction of the cock ring.

“Undress me,” Jamie said.

Kyle reached for him with eager hands, starting with Jamie’s suit jacket. He pulled it off and turned to go drape it over the armchair, when Jamie snagged his wrist, keeping him there.

“Leave it on the floor.”

Kyle immediately opened his hand, letting the expensive suit jacket drop to the floor. He went back to divesting Jamie of his clothes, undoing the buttons of his white dress shirt with careful focus. His touch through the fabric warmed Jamie from the inside out, making his cock twitch. Kyle dropped the shirt on the floor and let Jamie pull off his own undershirt before continuing.

Warm lips kissed his left collarbone before Kyle dragged his tongue down the hard planes of Jamie’s chest. The wet touch made his skin prickle, nipples hardening a little. Kyle took advantage and playfully sucked at each one for a second or two before continuing his exploration. Jamie let him, watching that dark head drift downward as Kyle sank to his knees. He looked good in that position; he always did. When Kyle tilted his head back, revealing his face, Jamie reached down and cupped his jaw in one hand.

Jamie didn’t say anything, merely dragged his thumb over Kyle’s lips before slipping it inside to let him suck on it. Kyle was attentive as always, eager to please. Jamie slipped his thumb free and tugged at the full plushness of Kyle’s bottom lip.

“Keep going,” he instructed, finally letting Kyle go.

Jamie hadn’t bothered with socks or shoes for the call with the president. Kyle reached for his belt, unbuckling it and pulling the smooth leather free. He tossed it over his shoulder, licking his lips as he undid Jamie’s dress pants. Kyle’s hands were warm against his skin as he carefully pulled them off, letting him step out of them.

Kyle nuzzled his way up Jamie’s right leg, dragging his tongue over the bulge of his cock pressing against his underwear. He angled his head just right so that when he pulled Jamie’s underwear down and his hard cock sprang free, Kyle could easily suck the head into his mouth. The wet heat of his mouth made Jamie suck in a quick breath and reach down to grab Kyle by the hair, holding him still.

Jamie thrust deep into Kyle’s mouth without warning, feeling Kyle’s jaw drop a little and throat relax around him. Kyle moaned around Jamie’s cock when Jamie wasn’t filling his throat, the vibrations sending little zings of pleasure through his cock and balls.

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll keep saying it,” Jamie said as he held Kyle still and fed him his cock until Kyle’s nose was pressed against his body. “You look so good on your knees with my cock in your mouth.”

Kyle made a muffled noise that might have been a whimper, but Jamie knew it was from pleasure. Kyle liked choking on his cock, so he let him, holding him there for a few long minutes, slowly grinding his cock into Kyle’s mouth. When Jamie finally pulled out, Kyle’s lips were spit-wet and puffy, his eyes damp at the corners.