I Got You | A Gay Romance: A Boyfriend for Rent Book | Gay For You (23 page)

“Jake, you’ve been a very, very bad boy and you need to be taught a lesson. Don’t you?”

Jake bit his lip. “Yes, please. Fuck me, show me what a bad boy I’ve been.”

“Oh, I will. You’ve been a very bad boy. And now you’ve got to be punished.”

Jake perched on the edge of the bed. He looked up at Benjamin, who towered above him. Jake was naked. His erection was long and hard while Benjamin stood there, clothed, looking down on Jake with lust. He rubbed Jake's cheek with his hand and cupped his chin, tilting Jake's head up to look at him. The strong arm was like a tree trunk and that lead to a muscular body that Jake was in awe of every time he saw it.

By now, he was used to the prosthetic leg and it didn't draw his attention at all. It was simply a part of Benjamin, a part of the man he had intense feelings for. It was also a testament of how great of a man he was, the pain, the journey, both emotional and physical that the man had gone through and what lead him there into his arms.

“We're going to have some fun today,” Benjamin said. He forbade Jake from touching him. The rules heightened the arousal Jake felt. It was the power, the risk, the reward and punishment of disobeying that awed him.

Benjamin had a wicked smile on his face, a smile that Jake had come to love and yet there was affection among his eyes as well. Benjamin wanted to do more than just get off, that’s what Jake loved about him. He was playful and strong, but he was also loving, passionate, and romantic. All the things he never could find in one person, not until he came into his life.

No matter how rough Benjamin was with Jake, he knew that there was a bond between them, a trust, something that went deeper than friendship. Somehow he had known it from the moment that they met. It had taken Benjamin longer to show it, but now he was sure, Benjamin felt it too.

He slid the belt out, making a slithering sound like a snake. The bulge swelled in Benjamin’s pants and Jake licked his lip with desire. He craved Benjamin's cock. Whenever they weren't together, it was the only thing on his mind. Now that he was so close to it again, his body trembled vigorously.  His heart pounded like a drumbeat. Benjamin pulled the belt away. The metal buckle clinked against the black leather.

“Put your hands together,” he said, and Jake did as he was told, knowing what would happen if he disobeyed. Benjamin swooped the belt around Jake's wrists, tightening and fastening his wrists together. His shirtless tattooed body never lost its appeal, but Jake was ready for the rest of the show. Except Benjamin had something else in mind. Walking to his drawers, he pulled out a tie.

He played with it as he walked back to Jake, and then placed it around his eyes, tying it together behind his head. Suddenly, it was all black. Jake couldn't move his hands or see anything. His heart beat faster, but fuck it was hot. Jake twisted his head, trying to sense where Benjamin was. His scent drifted in the air and Jake could hear his strong movements. He moved like a jungle cat, swift, in control, and always ready for his prey. His hands gripped Jake’s shoulders and chest and he heard the sound of him falling to his knees.

“I could spend a lifetime giving you kisses, Jake. Up and down your body, finding places where my lips haven’t touched would be my fantasy.”

His lips kissed Jake on the neck and the shoulders. Jake tried to twist around and catch Benjamin's lips in his own, but Benjamin managed to dodge out of the way, teasing Jake. Jake struggled against the belt, but it wouldn't budge. Kisses on his chest followed and Benjamin took his hard nipples in his mouth and sucked them, nibbling them, making Jake gasp sharply.

He fell back on the bed. Maybe he was pushed. Blinded, Jake didn't know what was going on really, all he knew was that he was at Benjamin's mercy and he loved it. Two strong hands held his chest down as a long tongue slid around his body and left a trail of kisses. The type of kisses he knew would lead to no good. Jake wanted to touch himself badly, to relieve the pent up sexual energy the man gave him, but his wrists were restrained.

“You know, maybe I should keep you tied up like this for good. Pull you out only when I want to please you.” Benjamin teased. The idea turned Jake on, as demented and bad as it was, the idea of being the man’s personal sex slave was alluring.

His cock twitched and throbbed. Benjamin moved down in between Jake's legs, breathing over his cock, teasing it with the tip of his tongue like the talented cocksucker he was, and Jake writhed on the bed all hard and ready for the satisfying warmth of Benjamin's mouth. But he wasn't going to get it.

He hummed and buzzed his way over Jake’s body. The vibrations sending sensations through him like he’d never felt before.

Benjamin drizzled saliva all down the underside of Jake's shaft as he got lower and lower, all the way down to the heat of Jake's ass. Benjamin pushed Jake's legs apart. He moaned as Benjamin sucked his balls and then started to eat out his ass, licking his rim and making it all wet and hot.

“Your ass tastes ... better than ... peaches and ... cream ...” Benjamin said, between flicks of his tongue.

The slopping sounds made Jake’s ears perk up, ringing in the silence of the room like Christmas bells and an unlimited shopping spree of love. Jake felt orgasmic delight swell within him, especially when Benjamin placed his strong hands around Jake's thighs, holding his legs apart. Benjamin buried himself in Jake's ass as Jake twisted his head, trying to handle the overwhelming sensations.

“Ahhh,” he said, biting into the pillow, groaning, moaning, gasping for air as he arched his back, not knowing how to relieve the emotions he was feeling. Why did this man love him so much? Why was he always putting Jake first? Why was Jake’s pleasure Benjamin’s pleasure? He’d never met anyone more selfless in his life. He never met anyone who knew what to touch, what to taste, what to suck for how long and for how much. Benjamin was an enigma. A rarity between passionate lover and hardened disciplinarian and Jake couldn’t get enough.

He wished he could see what was happening, but he had to rely on his other senses, and somehow this made everything else more intense, more heightened. He wished he could touch Benjamin's beautiful bobbing head, the way his damp blonde hair would flop in the air, the way those intense blue eyes would peer through his soul, but his hands were tied and it was so fucking hot.

“I need cock in my mouth,” the man told Jake. “Give me your fucking cock.”

Benjamin rose again and licked Jake's cock up and down, letting his hot saliva drip down the shaft. He took the tip in his mouth and sucked it playfully. The unexpected feeling made Jake shiver, but it only lasted for an instant as Benjamin moved up Jake's body and placed his hand behind Jake's head, lifting it up slightly and making Jake's body bend in the middle.

Then he used his knee to keep Jake's legs parted, and hoisted up his ass, putting him in position, ready for the fucking. Benjamin leaned forward and impaled himself inside Jake, pounding him. His lips were inches from Jake's face and Jake strained to steal a kiss and this time it worked.

“Has anyone ever told you how sweet your kisses taste?” Benjamin asked him.

“No,” Jake smiled between kisses.

“Better not, I’ll beat their ass,” Benjamin chuckled.

The two men locked lips passionately as Benjamin slammed into Jake again, this time hard and slow, getting deep inside. Nothing was better than to feel him inside while their lips played tag. Their tongues danced together and Benjamin held Jake's fragile body close to him and destroying his ass.

Then he reared back and took hold of Jake’s legs, and Jake found his whole world turned upside down as he felt his legs being pushed over his head, and soon enough he was twisted like a pretzel.

“I gotta get another taste,” he said.

Benjamin slid himself inside again and rained furious passion over Jake's ass, dominating his body. Why couldn’t Jake get enough? Why was it nothing this man did filled him to the brim? Was he that much of a whore for Benjamin? Was he that much of an addict for the man’s touch, his taste, and for his feel? Jake gasped for breaths. Sweat streamed under the blindfold and stung his eyes but he could do nothing to wipe it away.

He was lost in a world of moans and pleasure, and smiled at how hard Benjamin grunted as the thunderous orgasm came flowing through like water bursting through the thick walls of a dam.

"Fuck," Jake said breathlessly. He had missed that cock of his. He thirsted for it, craved for it in his sleep, wishing that it would quench a thirst only he could provide.

Benjamin rolled on top of him. Taking the blindfold off, he looked in his eyes tenderly. "I fucking missed you."

Jake smiled. "I missed you, too."

"Don't ever leave me. I don't even know how to survive without you."

"I don't know how to survive without you either," Jake said, smiling bigger.

Benjamin brushed strands of his sweaty hair back. His stomach rumbled and Jake chuckled.

"You're hungry," Benjamin laughed.

"I'm starving."

"I could feed you again," Benjamin said with a wicked smile.

"I'd love that, but ... I might need a bit more. Should I call for take out?"

"No, let's go out. The two of us."

"In public?" Jake said, his eyes widening.

Benjamin helped him up. "Yeah. On a date."

"A date?" Jake repeated. "Do you think that's a good idea?"

Benjamin kissed his lips and took his face in his palms. "Yes, I want to take my boyfriend out."

Jake blushed. "Boyfriend?"

"Yes, boyfriend." His lips massaged Jake’s into hot, wet, sweet, passionate kisses that made Jake's knees buckle.

Jake inhaled with a smile. "Wow."

"My thoughts exactly. Every time I kiss you, it's like I'm home. I'm tired of hiding. I'm not saying we'll be wearing rainbow flag t-shirts and I know we need to be discreet, but why can't we just be two dudes having dinner together? What's wrong with that?"

Jake sighed. Maybe Benjamin was right. Maybe he was just being paranoid. It’s not that he was ashamed of him, he didn’t want him to think that. It’s just they had so much pressure and drama as it was, the last thing they needed was more.

"Nothing," Jake told him, lowering his chin.

"That's right. Remember, I got you." His words were final and settling, they were comforting and just what he needed to hear.

"Just remember, we can't kiss and we can't touch," Jake warned.

Benjamin gave him that sexy side-smile of his. "Okay."

"I'm serious."

"Sure," he said, sliding his hands over Jake's ass. "Your wish is my command."

CHAPTER 38

"I told you, ‘no touching’," Jake said, hiding behind the menu at the restaurant. It was a simple restaurant, pretty much the best restaurant in town, but it almost didn't matter. Being with Benjamin was perfect no matter where they went. Except when he played footsies with him in a public place, under the table like he was now.

"What am I doing?" Benjamin said, holding his gaze until Jake had to lower the menu and look at him. The soft elevator music filtered through the air and as cheesy as the restaurant was, nothing was more romantic. Even the cheap electric wannabe candle added to the moment as they were seated so close to the window. Couples walked by hand in hand. He wished Benjamin and him could have that, to be able to be themselves without judging eyes, without ... Benjamin’s foot made him harder than ever.

"What do you mean, ‘what am I doing’? You know what you're ... oh," Jake said, biting his lower lip as Benjamin traced his socks up his calf to his crotch. "Please."

"No one can see. Besides, I can't help myself."

"You can help yourself and remember, I grew up in this town. I know the owner, I know the waitresses and worse yet, they know our dad."

"Are you sure?" Benjamin massaged Jake's balls with his toes, running up and down his thigh. The feel of his touch no doubt was an incredible turn on, but he also knew that if his boyfriend didn't stop, he'd start moaning uncontrollably.

"Yes, I'm ..." but he stopped mid-sentence as Benjamin leaned forward this time, reaching under the table to slide his hand up and down his knee and thigh ... nice and slow. The feel of the man’s touch was catnip to his soul.

"You're not being fair."

"Why?" Benjamin gave him that devilish side-smile of his.

"You know that's ... oh, God ... one of my spots." Jake sucked in air, gripping the tablecloth for stability.

"What's wrong with pleasing, teasing you on one of your spots?"

Jake gulped down his glass of water to gain control. He had to divert his eyes away from Benjamin because the whole experience turned him on.

Even his boyfriend’s voice turned him on. How could that be so when they’d already gone through two rounds of intense lovemaking? Didn’t his cock and ass have enough? Evidently not. "Nothing is wrong with it. Its just there's a time and a place."

"This is the time and baby, any place is the place for me." That devilish smile again.