Sir Series 5
coming January 14th
Jamie
McDonald is looking for someone to give him a little discipline. Nothing major,
just a light spanking will do just fine. When he spots Simon Davenport at a New
Year’s Eve party, he knows he’s met a man who can make his New Year’s
resolutions come true. Thinking it’s just a quick one night stand, Jamie goes
home with Simon only to learn that Simon has something a bit more long term in
mind. He has an entire playroom in his condo and he’s been waiting for just the
right man to play with.
But
someone else wants to play with Simon and their not above killing Jamie to get
him out of the way. With the help of some old friends and new, Jamie just might
survive, but only if he's willing to submit to Simon and everything the sexy
man wants.
STORY EXCERPT
As Jamie turned to look at William, a flash of white
caught his eye. He followed the silk shirt and discovered a pair of dark copper
eyes staring at him. Jamie inhaled softly as a slow shudder of desire slid
through him from the intense look in the man’s eyes.
Ooohhh...now
this one would know how to play. Jamie knew it by the glint in the man’s eyes
and the thickness of his hands. He had no doubt this one could give him what he
wanted, what he needed.
“I want that one,” Jamie said to Danny without taking
his eyes off the man.
“Which one?” Danny turned his head to look. “Oh, no,
you don’t want that one, Jamie, take my word for it. Simon is...well, Simon
just isn’t the one for you.”
“Why not? Is he straight? Married? Involved? What?”
Jamie asked.
Danny shook his head. “No, not exactly, but he’s...he’s
intense. More intense than I think you’re ready for.”
“What’s he into?” Jamie’s curiosity got the best of
him. He had to know. He hadn’t had someone affect him like this in a long time.
His heart raced. His palms broke out with sweat. More importantly, his cock
throbbed and begged for an introduction.
“Look, Jamie, I don’t know Simon very well. He’s a
friend of Dante’s, but I’ve heard things.” Danny placed his hand on Jamie’s
arm. “He’s not into anything weird, at least not by your standards, but he
prefers submissive partners. Very submissive.”
“I can do submissive,” Jamie whispered. Just the
thought of being submissive under Simon’s strong muscular body gave him the
shivers. Very tall and well defined, Simon looked to be at least six foot two.
At five foot nine, Jamie would be in heaven.
“Not like this, you can’t,” Danny assured him. “There’s
no power on earth to hold your tongue when you get pissed off and you know it.
It would never work.”
“So, I’m a sarcastic bitch. That doesn’t mean I can’t
do submissive,” Jamie replied. “Besides, have you seen the size of that man’s
hands? They’re perfect!”
“Oh, I swear to God, you and your penchant for getting
spanked.” Danny groaned. “Honey, you’ve got to expand your horizons a little;
try out some other kink.”
“Uh-uh, I like that one too much.” Jamie chuckled and
turned to look at Danny. “Have you ever had your ass reddened by a large, thick
hand swatting you over and over until you feel it all of the way through?”
Danny’s eyes widened. “Oh, TMI, my friend,” he laughed,
holding up his hand to stop Jamie. “I’m serious about Simon, Jamie. He’s into a
lot more than you are. Spanking is nothing compared to what he wants in a
partner.”
“What? Are we talking candle wax on the nipples or
something?” Jamie raised an eyebrow and looked from Simon to Danny. .
“Uh, no. I think I’m safe in saying there is no candle
wax involved, but there might be a few other toys.”
“Toys?” Jamie asked. “I love toys.”
“Restraints, whips, plugs, clamps, rings. I could go
on, you know.”
Jamie looked at Simon again and his eyes widened at the
smirk on Simon’s face. Oh, this man definitely had possibilities. Jamie might
never have indulged in the heavier toys before, but for this man he’d consider
it.
“Come on, Jamie, let me introduce you to William,” Danny
said as he pulled on Jamie's arm. “You’ll like him.”
Jamie shook his head. “Nope, I found what I want for
Christmas and he’s sitting right over there.”
“Jamie... ” Danny said.
Jamie ignored him and walked toward the man he’d set
his sights on, stopping once he stood directly in front of him. He waited for
the Simon to look up while every pickup line he could think of ran through his
head.
“Hi, my name’s Jamie. I realize Christmas is
technically over but I wondered if I could ask you a question.” Jamie didn't
realize what he was going to say until he said it.
Simon looked up at him. “I suppose you could, but I
reserve the right not to answer.”
Jamie felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up
at the deep, whiskey drawl from Simon’s mouth. To hear that man in the throes
of passion, Jamie would give up everything he owned.
At Jamie’s hesitation, Simon finally asked, “What’s
your question?”
“Did you know that according to Scandinavian custom, people
who meet under the mistletoe are obliged to kiss?” Jamie leaned down and placed
his hands on the back of the couch behind Simon’s head. “At Christmas time,
anyone standing under a ball of mistletoe cannot refuse to be kissed. Such a
kiss could mean deep romance or lasting friendship and goodwill.”
Simon’s lips twisted in a smirk. “There are three
problems with that, Jamie. One, it’s no longer Christmas. Two, I’m not
Scandinavian. And three, we have no mistletoe.”
“No,” Jamie said and moved his face closer to Simon’s
until their lips almost touched. “But we can always pretend.”
Simon glanced down at Jamie’s lips, then back to his
eyes. “I don’t have a very good imagination.”
“That’s not what I hear,” Jamie said softly.
“Oh? And just what have you heard?”
“Well, I heard you might be able to help me with my New
Year’s resolution.”
“And what might that resolution be?” Simon’s lips
stretched into a grin.
“I’ve resolved to have my ass spanked before the night
is over.” Jamie knew his words were direct, but the glint in Simon’s copper
eyes told him his message had been received loud and clear.
The thought of what Simon could do to him made Jamie’s
ass tingle. Simon’s imagination might not be very good, but Jamie’s rolled
ahead at full steam. He could almost feel the weight of Simon’s hand on his ass
now.
“That’s quite a resolution,” Simon replied. “And you
think I can help you with that?”
Jamie nodded, dropped to his knees between Simon’s
legs, and reached over and grabbed his hand. “Oh yeah.” He rubbed his thumb slowly
over Simon’s palm. “You’re hands are perfect. So wide, large, and strong. I
have no doubt they could redden my ass exquisitely.”
ADULT EXCERPT
“So, how far to your place?” Jamie asked once they got
downstairs and out to the parking lot. Simon unlocked the car door, opened it,
and held it open for Jamie. Jamie smiled at the chivalrous gesture and climbed
in. As Simon shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side, Jamie
buckled his seatbelt.
Simon started the car, emerged into the traffic and
headed toward his condo. “Not far, maybe ten minutes.”
“Perfect,” Jamie said. “That gives me just enough
time.”
“Time for wha—oh god!” Simon groaned when Jamie leaned
over and unzipped his slacks, pulling his cock out before he finished his
question. Seconds later, Jamie wrapped his lips around Simon’s hard erection.
Oh damn! If
Jamie could swear he’d be yelling right now. Little drops of pre-cum glistened
on the head of Simon’s cock and slid against Jamie’s tongue, exploding over his
taste buds. Simon tasted delicious.
Jamie used his tongue to lap at the head, pushing down
against the tiny slit at the top. He wanted more. Jamie loved giving blow jobs,
but this time, it was so much better. Hell, it was great.
Jamie had to stretch his mouth wide to fit Simon’s
large cock into his mouth. Using his lips to squeeze around his girth, Jamie
pushed the head of Simon’s cock up against the roof of his mouth several times.
He couldn’t wait to feel that bad boy pounding into him.
“Jamie!” Simon growled. “I’m going to come if you keep
doing that.”
Jamie lifted his head and Simon’s cock dropped from his
mouth with a loud pop. Looking up at Simon, he said, “So, come already. I have
no doubt I can get you up again.”
Simon’s eyes widened and he inhaled so deeply, Jamie
felt his chest move. Then Simon grabbed him by a lock of hair and pushed his
head back down to his cock.
Jamie wrapped his lips around Simon’s cock again,
swiping his tongue down the length of him and tried to swallow as much as he
could. Jamie’s mouth moved up and down in rapid motion and he brought his hand
up to caress the underside of Simon’s ball sac.
The harder he worked, the tighter Simon gripped his
hair. On instinct, Jamie let his teeth barely scrap against the sides of the
hard cock in his mouth. When he heard a loud growl, Jamie smiled just as Simon
shot hot cream into his mouth.
Jamie swallowed as much as he could, his tongue licking
up every last drop of pearly white seed. He moved his tongue down to clean up
any drops that might have fallen on Simon’s balls.
Simon’s hand gripped his hair and pulled back until
Jamie’s neck arched. He looked up at Simon and grinned at the dazed expression
on his face. Simon let go of Jamie’s hair, gesturing to the cock hanging out of
his pants. “We’re almost there, Jamie.”
Jamie knew what that meant. He placed a small kiss on
the top of Simon’s spent cock before putting it back in his pants, zipping up
his pants. “Bye-bye, I’ll see you soon.” He chuckled and gently patted Simon’s
cock.
Jamie sat up and leaned back in his seat. He couldn’t
stop grinning, especially when he saw the stunned look on Simon’s face. Jamie
reached down and rubbed his hand against his own cock, hard and aching in his
pants.
“Stop that!” Simon said sternly.
Jamie’s eyes widened. “What?”
“That’s mine now. Mine to play with and enjoy. Mine to
have. You get to play with it only when I say so. If you need to come, you’ll
come to me,” Simon said. “Otherwise, keep your hands off.”
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