“I’m a SEAL,” Dane said with a shrug.
Will snorted at the response. “That doesn’t mean anything. I’m pretty sure
stalker
isn’t a SEAL specialty.”
Dane turned his head. His eyes were difficult to see in the dim light of the streetlamp. His stare was hard, though, that much was clear. The look goosed Will’s cock as if a cattle prod had been used. “I’m a sniper. It’s kind of like being a stalker. I have to find my target, sometimes study him for a while until I have the opportunity to take my best shot.”
Despite the drama that had just unfolded in their lives, Will couldn’t help but focus on the one thing that didn’t really matter. “You’re a sniper?”
Dane’s eyes narrowed. “Yeah. Why, is that a problem?”
Will smiled. “No, of course not. It’s just that it’s a tough job, technically and emotionally.”
Dane shrugged again and looked away. “There are no easy jobs in the Teams. It’s important for each man to do what he’s best at. It matters to the mission. I just happen to be particularly eagle-eyed when it comes to firearms.” A ghost of a smile traced his lips. “That’s why the guys call me Eagle Eye or just Eagle, because I’m such a crack shot.”
“Eagle,” Will repeated. Turning back in his seat to face the windshield, he smiled, too. “Can I call you that?”
“Baby, you can call me anything you want.” The seductive tone he used made Will’s cock throb. After a few seconds of silence, he said, “I’m sorry if my following you freaks you out.”
“It doesn’t, or not much. It’s just a little weird. Okay, it’s a lot weird. Are you on my six every day?”
Dane snorted. “That’s a fair question given my actions tonight and the night we hooked up. But, no. It’s just that I’ve got a lot of down time, and I don’t do well with down time. Plus, I’m so damn hard for you all day every day, it’s hard to wait, you know?”
Oh, yes. Hell, yes, he knew. “So are you, too, playing with yourself for ten minutes every night before going to sleep?”
With a sudden firm grip on Will’s chin, Dane turned Will’s face to the left. “No, baby. I don’t just play with myself, I get off. And I do it in the morning, in the afternoon, in the shower, in bed. Fuck, I dream of you and wake up all sticky with my own cum. I’m not the sub here, remember?”
“Oh!” The gasp exploded from Will’s mouth. Dane’s confession was so hot Will could barely contain the orgasm demanding release.
Dane twisted his body more toward Will. His free hand shot out and grabbed Will’s package with a punishing grip. Will arched against the hold and groaned loudly. “You’ve been good, haven’t you, boy? No one’s touched any part of what’s mine, have they?”
“No, sir,” he ground out. The way Dane’s fingers massaged his dick as he demanded answers was unbearable. He wasn’t sure he could keep his shit together. Focusing on his response might help. “I swear Carlos and I are only friends. He asked me to be his wingman tonight, and he’s done the same for me, so I couldn’t refuse and still be a good friend. I wasn’t looking for action, I promise.”
The fingers clenched him with punishing pressure, gliding up to pinch the glans through the jeans. “And that guy I found you with?”
Will whimpered as he fought the climax. “J-just someone I hooked up with once weeks ago. I was turning him down.”
“Because this,” Dane warned, his hand jerking Will’s dick with slow strokes, “is mine, isn’t it? No one gets to play with it like I do. Isn’t that right, boy?” When Will’s eyes fluttered closed, Dane barked, “Eyes on me!”
“Yes. Yes, sir. Please,” Will begged, straining to obey the order to keep looking at Dane.
“Please what? What are you asking me for, boy?” Dane leaned into him, the heat of his body cocooning Will in the confines of the jeep.
As his fingers gripped the edge of his seat, Will struggled to stay in control of his body. Except he wasn’t in control, not really. Dane was, and Will would not come without permission. “Please let me come, sir,” he asked in a whisper.
Leaning far enough for their faces to be a mere inch away, Dane whispered, “Come.”
Will’s head slammed back against his seat as cum shot through his cock. Christ, he became deaf and blind to everything but the sensation of his cock and balls emptying themselves of pent-up need. His whole body shook with the force of the climax, and he wailed into the quiet night his overwhelming pleasure at finally coming.
Dane was with him for the whole ride, his firm fingers milking him dry, murmurs of praise carrying him through until the tremors eased. When Will was finally still, Dane gave him a long, sinful kiss. “That was beautiful, baby boy.”
Will turned his head and gave Dane a sloppy smile. “A grown man coming in his pants?”
“When it’s you, and I made you do it? Definitely.” Dane pulled back. “Sorry I’m so possessive, but seeing you at PT and using my own hand is not enough for me. I want you, badly.”
With a groan, Will sat up more and nodded. “I know. Me, too, but it’s important to me that the integrity of your therapy not be compromised.” He grunted. “Any more than it already is, I mean.”
“You worry too much, but,” Dane added, raising his hand to stop the retort forming on Will’s lips. “I get it. When will I be done? Best estimate.”
Will didn’t have to give it any thought. He’d been thinking about it for days. “Two more weeks with me, plus follow-up on your own for a few more weeks and you should be good for active duty again.”
“Two more weeks, huh? Okay, here’s what you need to do. Ask for leave. Plan to take the weekend off immediately after my treatment with you stops. Can you get the time?”
Will nodded, his mind and heart racing at the idea. “I have it coming to me, no problem.”
“Good. I’ll make reservations at a resort I’ve heard about in Delaware, far enough from here for us not to be seen by anyone we know.” He stared at Will with that same intensity as before. “I’m going to play with you as no one else has ever done before.”
The promise, almost a threat, made Will shiver. “Okay,” was all he managed.
“That’s my boy. Okay, out you go, sailor, before I forget where we are and the rules we agreed to.”
Will glanced down at Dane’s lap. It was difficult to see, but he had no doubt the other man was hard. “I feel funny about leaving you hanging.”
“Oh, don’t worry about me.” Dane held up his hand. “I’ve got my date for the night. Remember, celibacy is not part of my plan. But it’s still part of yours, don’t forget. Tonight was a treat, not permission to stop.” Will whimpered again—he couldn’t help it—as he opened his door. Dane chuckled. “I want you well primed for our weekend getaway.”
“You’re a tough Dom.”
“Honey, you have no idea.”
Dane’s wicked laughter could be heard even after Will shut the door and Dane drove away. Will had a feeling he was going to be hearing that sound in his head for the next two weeks.
Chapter Six
As Dane tooled up the coastal road in his jeep, the windows open to allow in the sea air, he felt almost euphoric. It wasn’t because he’d finished his formal PT and it wasn’t because he would soon be cleared for active duty. Those hallmarks made him damn happy, of course they did. But his emotions had more to do with the man sitting next to him.
With his head resting against the back of his seat, Will looked relaxed, almost sleepy. Dane knew better. There was a war going on inside the man. While part of him was ensconced in the peace and tranquility that came from being on vacation, another part of him was on edge from lack of release. Since that night in Dane’s jeep after the nightclub confrontation, Will had not gotten off. Not once. Dane was sure because Will had assured him of it and Will was an honest man, an honest sub.
Now Will couldn’t find release because he was under Dane’s supervision and locked into a metal chastity device. Once Dane had a timeline for this little getaway, he had jumped online to order some toys. All the ones he owned were back in the small house he had bought a couple of years ago. He never brought those along for his deployments. Playing was the last thing he expected to do, and even if he thought he might find a willing partner, he couldn’t take the chance of his teammates finding them. Forget being in the closet as a gay man. He shoved his proclivities for being a dominant and a sadist even farther back in the depths of things never to be taken out, except with special company.
Will was special, no doubt about it. The toys Dane ordered were packed up in a second duffel bag. When the weekend was over, he’d leave them with Will if he wanted them. Even as Dane thought it, however, his gut clenched at the idea of someone else using them on who had now become “his boy” in his mind. It was stupid to think like that and to feel that way. This infatuation with Will would run its course over the next few days and then they’d go their separate ways. Even if a long-term relationship were feasible, he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t be in an open relationship with another man. Maybe when he got out of the Teams, he’d come out of the closet, too. Maybe.
To distract himself from his melancholy thoughts, he glanced at Will. “How’re you doing?”
Will squirmed a bit before answering. “I don’t like this thing,” he said, shooting Dane a petulant look.
Dane grinned. “You’re not supposed to like it. What matters is that I like the idea of your being confined.”
“I don’t know why you felt the need to lock me up,” Will huffed. “I was perfectly capable of obeying your ‘no coming’ rule on my own.”
“I know you were, but this is more of a turn-on for me. If I thought it wouldn’t have crossed your line, I would have locked you up weeks ago.”
“Seriously? You would have kept me in this thing for weeks?” Will’s tone was incredulous and made Dane chuckle.
“Sure, why not? You can still piss with it on and wash. It just keeps you from getting hard. Of course, I liked the idea of your getting hard but not getting off. So on second thought, I’m glad I waited.”
Will squirmed some more. “All this talk is making my dick hard, or at least it’s trying to get hard. Damn, it hurts when it presses up against the metal.”
“That’s the idea, sweetheart. But you’re right. We’re going to stop talking about this because it’s making me hard, too. And I don’t feel like finding a place to pull off so you can blow me, either.” Although as he said it, he decided that would be task number one when they reached the resort. It would be about dinnertime when they reached their destination. It wouldn’t hurt either of them for Will’s meal to start with Dane’s cum. Damn, it had been an agonizingly long time since they had hooked up. Despite the many times he’d jerked himself off, Dane was as close to bursting as Will must be.
He pushed thoughts of fucking aside and concentrated instead on driving and enjoying the scenery. He wished he hadn’t had to pick such a faraway place to stay, but secrecy was still imperative to him and it wouldn’t be fair to either of them if he was distracted by the worry of being seen by other naval personnel. Will had worked all day, so despite the discomfort of the chastity devise, he eventually napped the rest of the way. Finally, Dane pulled into the driveway of the resort.
“Wakey, wakey, baby boy,” he crowed. “We’re here.”
“Hmph.” Will woke disheveled and with a grimace until his brain came back fully online. “Oh, wow.” He looked at the building Dane pulled up to. “This looks wonderful. And expensive,” he added with a frown.
Pushing open his door, Dane shrugged. “I’m paying for it, so don’t you worry about what it costs.” He got out and grabbed his bags before the doorman could. He didn’t need anyone carrying stuff for him.
Will did the same on his side. He was still frowning when Dane joined him in front of the steps leading into the lobby. “I don’t like the idea of your treating me for the whole weekend.”
“Too bad,” Dane replied curtly. He took the parking ticket from the valet and hustled inside. Now that they had arrived, his cock was eager for its blowjob as much as his stomach wanted food. Checking in was fast and efficient, the courteous staff well trained given how upscale the place was. And, yeah, this weekend was taking a good chunk out of his bank account, but who the hell cared? He had been frugal with his pay, and other than the house he’d bought, he had little to spend it on anyway.
He led Will to their room at a quick pace, opened the door, and ushered the man in. As soon as he shut out the rest of the world, he grabbed Will by the shoulders and swung him against the wall. With his arms around Will, Dane took the brunt of the impact, so he didn’t feel too guilty as he dove in for a long kiss. He tried to communicate all of his promises about how the weekend would be in the way he claimed Will’s mouth. He fucked him with his tongue and ground their lips together. It had been too long since he’d tasted this man. He’d forgotten how intoxicating Will was, so warm and wet and sweet. Dane groaned and broke the contact.
“On your knees. Now!” he ordered, pressing down on Will’s shoulders.
The sub gave no resistance, sinking to the floor with smooth grace. Will reached for the snap on Dane’s jeans without being told and all but ripped the pants open. Dane had chosen to go commando, so his cock sprang out unaided. Without bothering to pull the fabric any farther down than Dane’s thighs, Will slipped his mouth over the hard rod. He swallowed Dane completely down. Working the flesh with tongue and teeth, he wrung a cry from Dane’s lips. There was no way to keep his cool and play the in-control Dom. His eyelids slammed shut and his head dropped back against the wall.
Dane groaned loud and long, and he dug his fingers into Will’s shoulders as the world narrowed down to the singular pleasure of his dick being sucked and laved. His climax leaped up, helpless to resist the power of Will’s greedy mouth. Dane bucked his hips against Will’s face, desperate to sheath his needy cock in all of that welcoming heat. He all but howled in possessive victory as he shot down his boy’s throat. Will swallowed convulsively around the erection, milking it completely dry.
When Dane stopped spasming, Will slid his cock out of his mouth and licking it clean, tucked it back into Dane’s pants. He looked up at Dane with a grin. “Better?”
“Fuck, yeah,” Dane replied thickly. He stepped back to let Will up. He kissed him again, more chastely this time. “How’s your cock feel?”