11. Jake

Although it had only lasted for such a short time, Jake was blown away. The feeling of Damian's hands and mouth caressing and kissing him was something else. In fact, Jake didn't think he'd ever felt anything like it.

Jake wasn't very experienced with other men, especially not true Doms like Damian. For a brief moment as they made out, Jake had forgotten all about the disdain and resentment he felt toward Damian.

Yes, Damian was uptight and too full of himself.

But Jake was maybe beginning to realize that Damian might not quite be the bad guy that Jake had imagined him to be. The fact that Damian's strong hands had felt so incredibly sensual on Jake's naked torso was nothing more than sheer coincidence…

I can make out with him.

Fool around or whatever.

But… what the hell does he mean by a kink and business contract?

Jake was still perplexed as Damian returned from his study with what looked like a stack of papers and a couple of expensive looking pens.

‘Here's your fountain pen,' Damian said. ‘The nib is new so you will shape it to suit your hand as you write'

‘Fountain pen?' Jake said. ‘I don't think I've ever used one of these before?'

‘Don't worry, you'll get used to it,' Damian said, arching his eyebrow. ‘Like many things in life, a fountain pen might be an acquired taste, but once you learn its ways… you'll never want to use another kind of pen again.'

Jake could see that Damian meant what he was saying. The pen looked funny to Jake, but he decided to give it his best shot. Well, if he knew what the heck they were doing…

‘I still don't get it,' Jake said. ‘What are we doing?'

‘You know what a kink contract is, right?' Damian said, taking a seat next to Jake. ‘I'm sure you know some people from the scene who have signed them.'

Jake nodded. Although most of his close friends were still single like him, he knew a couple of guys in relationships and they had signed contracts.

‘This is just like a kink contract,' Damian said, pushing one of the pieces of paper over toward Jake. ‘The difference with a business side of it is that we have some other things to agree to as well. You know, things that pertain to my line of work.'

‘Like?' Jake said, by this point genuinely intrigued as to what the extra details could be. ‘I w-w-w-won't have to shoot anyone, will I?'

Damian laughed and ruffled Jake's hair.

‘No, of course not! Silly boy!' Damian bellowed. ‘The kink side is one thing, and the mafia side of the contract is just to make sure that you understand the risks that I take in my life. And also that some of the things I need to do won't seem like very nice things. But… the contract also guarantees that I will never involve you in that side of my life and will lay my life on the line to protect you should you ever get inadvertently mixed up in a situation.'

Jake could see how seriously Damian was taking this. Seeing how earnest and kind Damian was being in explaining everything, Jake considered that maybe, just maybe, he might have judged Damian a little bit too quickly.

But just as soon as Jake had thought this, Damian's gruff and grumpy tone returned with a vengeance…

‘Now, read the mafia side of the contract first,' Damian said, a brusque tone in his voice, making it crystal clear who was in charge. ‘Once you've done that, and only then, can we move on to the fun stuff.'

‘I want the fun stuff now!' Jake said, rolling his eyes.

It only took one hard stare from Damian however to get Jake's eyes firmly on the contract. Jake had to admit to himself that the mafia side of the contract was actually quite interesting, not that he would ever have admitted that to Damian.

Why can't Damian just be a teeny-weeny bit less bossy?

He always has to lay the law down!

Oooh, wait… kinks?

Jake had inadvertently finished the mafia section of the contract and progressed onto the kink section. This was more like it. This was way more fun. And judging by Damian's reaction, he shared the same opinion as Jake…

‘So. Where shall we start?' Damian said, his eyes scanning over the list of kinks on his contract. ‘How about we sit and talk through each one? It's important that we're both comfortable. When it comes to discipline, I'm in charge. There's no question of that. But with kinks and sex, everything needs to be fair and equal. Unless we're doing something specific in a roleplay…'

Jake and Damian's eyes met.

Jake could feel his heart suddenly working at a hundred miles per hour. The very same intensity that had been between them as they had briefly made out was back. Except this time it felt like everything had gone up a notch. Well, it felt like everything had gone up by at least a hundred notches in truth…

‘Sounds good,' Jake said, a glint in his eye and his special place beginning to get hard again. ‘Squee! Some of these things are making me blush just reading them!'

Damian smiled and put his large hand on Jake's delicate shoulder.

‘Like I said, I want us both to be comfortable,' Damian said, his voice almost purring. ‘This is fun. We'll only do what we both feel good about. You have my word on that.'

‘And a mafia man's word is his oath, right?' Jake asked, looking for confirmation. ‘Like it says in the contract?'

‘That's it. So you were actually reading it then and not just skimming over it?' Damian laughed, his focus quickly going back to the list of kinks.

After going through the contract and discussing the kinks, it was clear that both Jake and Damian had plenty of shared interests. Things were certainly looking up. Jake still had no clue as to how much longer Damian would keep disciplining him over the attempted stealing from the restaurant. But the longer the discipline went on, then surely that would mean more time to try out all the shared kinks!

‘Now, where were we?' Damian said, applying the finishing touches to his copy of the contract and signing his name at the bottom. ‘Damian… Sorrento. Now it's your turn, boy.'

Jake duly signed his contract and suddenly there was friction in the air. With the contract discussed and agreed upon, there was nothing stopping the fun resuming.

But Jake felt shy. It was a strange feeling for him to experience, but all of a sudden he found himself feeling a lot more submissive. He may still have had some major doubts about Damian, but a far stronger feeling inside Jake was stepping to the fore…

Why do I feel like this?

It's like… I want Damian to make a move.

Like… I want him to dominate me.

As it turned out, Jake wouldn't have to wait long for his wish to come true either. Damian wasted no time in lifting Jake off the chair and placing him down on the large kitchen table.

‘Strip. Do it now,' Damian said. ‘I want to see that naked butt of yours on all fours in less than sixty seconds flat. Go!'

Jake instinctively did as he was told.

It felt so exciting to strip down and put his body on display for such a dominant and thoroughly handsome older man. Damian clearly liked what he saw too, Jake's eyes bulging as Damian removed his shorts and allowed his achingly hard dick to spring up to attention.

Jake gasped. Damian's cock was very impressive, and almost without thinking the sight of it made Jake begin to fondle his own erect dick.

‘No touching!' Damian said with a snarl, smacking Jake's hands away from his boner. ‘I'm Master. And Master tells you when you touch yourself. Understand?'

‘Y-y-y-y-yes, Master,' Jake said, blushing furiously but also feeling himself getting even more turned on.

‘But I will allow you to work my cock,' Damian said, stepping forward and indicating down to his thick, meaty length. ‘With your hands. I want you to jerk me off. Show me what I can expect from my boy.'

Jake began by spitting on the tip of Damian's large, swollen dick head and then began to massage his hands over it. Slowly at first, but then working his way down the full length of Damian's shaft, Jake needed no further encouragement or guidance from Damian.

‘Do you like it?' Jake said, gleefully beginning to pump his fists up and down on Damian's meat. ‘Do you want me to go faster?'

‘No talking,' Damian growled. ‘Stay focused. You can do it harder. And I'm not asking.'

Jake didn't need asking again.

With Damian's command at the forefront of his mind, Jake began to jerk Damian's cock harder and faster, working up into a rhythm in no time at all.

‘Fuck. Keep going. Harder. Faster,' Damian barked, his voice soon sounding more animalistic as Jake worked him to the point of no return.

‘Wow!' Jake said, the sight and sensation of Damian's dick erupting all over his hand and onto his chest proving spectacular. ‘I guess you did enjoy that!'

Damian grunted, and Jake continued to jerk Damian's cock to make sure that every last drop was out.

‘Boy… that was something else,' Damian said. ‘But there's one more thing I want…'

‘Y-y-y-yes?' Jake said, unsure what to expect at this point. ‘Isn't that enough? Can you go again right away?'

‘Relax. I'm done, for now at least,' Damian said, a smile on his face. ‘It's your turn. And I want to watch you do it.'

A big, excited grin came over Jake's face. Jake had listed masturbating in front of his Dom as one of his kinks. And Damian had set this whole moment up to allow him to do it.

Suddenly, Damian wasn't seeming anything like as bad as Jake had previously imagined. And with this being their first sexy playtime, Jake could only wonder what was next in store for him.

Burt first, it was time to bring himself to satisfaction, all the while under the watchful eye of his tough, ruthless, but maybe not so evil mafia man…