(Chris pictured above)

Chapter 30  In The Darkness There is Light

Chris

"So, what are the plans for spring break?" I ask while sitting down next to Ashton. "It's coming up soon!"

"Don't," he warns while smacking my hand away from his fries.

"Fat ass," I grumble before turning to Tai and stealing one of his mozzarella sticks.

"I was thinking we could have a road trip," Payton suggests and I nod.

"Where to?" I question making him shrug.

"I don't know," he mumbles before looking at Tommy.

"We can go to Florida," Ashton says so we all look at him. "My aunt lives at Miami Lakes, she'll let us stay at her place for free. It's less than an hour drive to South Beach. Isn't that usually where college kids go for Spring Break?"

"It definitely is!" Lane butts in while sitting down next to Payton. "Just remembering my trip to South Beach as a college freshman last year makes me cringe and laugh."

"Why?" Payton asks curiously as Lane takes a handful of his fries.

"You're too young to know, you'll be scarred. But just picture me, two girls and three guys...wet sand in places sand should not go and cops. Sexy cops, but nevertheless cops." He chuckles making me shake my head.

"We should go to Disney World!" Tommy blurts out with a bright grin.

"Seriously?" I raise a brow.

"I've never been to Disney World," Ashton mumbles with a frown. "Is it fun?"

"Yes! It's awesome!" Tommy says before quickly rambling on and on about all the amazing things about The Magic Kingdom.

"Have you been to Disney World Sebastien?" Ashton asks making me frown.

"Oh shit! Sebby, I didn't see you there! Hiding are ya?" I laugh and the silent boy just blushes.

"No, I haven't," he whispers while shaking his head.

"Well, I guess we're in the same boat. We can stick together." Ashton gives me a small smile causing Sebby to blink. "You are joining us right?"

"Um, no." He shakes his head again which causes an up rise of complaints.

"Enough!" Lane's voice booms over all ours which makes not only the table, but the whole diner, to fall silent. "Leave the damn boy alone." I hide a smirk at how protective he is over that kid.

"Whose car are we taking?" Tai asks curiously to change the subject, which works perfectly.

"We can take my car, it'll fit the six of us," Tommy suggests and I shrug with a nod.

"I don't think we all fit on Ashton's bike." I snicker as he just looks at me with a blank expression, which makes me want to laugh even harder, but I hold back. I've known Ash way too long. He can give a blank expression, but I know how his mind works. He's laughing at my joke internally.

"No, I don't think we will," he whispers before standing up. "I have to get going."

"Aw, why?" Payton whines as Ashton tosses a twenty on the table.

"I'm meeting up with Gideon for lunch," he says and I look at him with a smile.

"You just ate." I chuckle making his lips twitch into a barely there smile.

"He doesn't know that though, let me know the plan," he tells me before nodding at the others and walking towards the exit.

"Have fun getting dicked down!" I shout across the diner and people turn to gape as he stops just inside the door, looking over his shoulder with a smirk.

"I will," he says calmly, his voice drifting throughout the silent room before the bell rings above the door as he steps out.

"He's hot when he smirks." Lane breaks the silence and the table erupts into laughter.

"Oh god!" Payton chuckles as we all start to calm down, but his deep blush tells me how much he agrees.

"I can't believe you shouted that across the damn diner." Tai shakes his head in disbelief before frowning. "Well, thinking about it now yes I can. You would do some shit like that."

"Yes, yes I would." I nod as I steal his last mozzarella stick making him glare.

"So, what are you little kids up to these days?" Lane asks while resting his chin on his palm. "I've been a bit busy and shit, haven't really talked to you a lot."

"Nothing much." Tai shrugs as Lane looks at him, then his eyes shoot to me.

"I haven't heard Matthias complaining about you lately. Clark must have you on a tight leash, eh Pup?" He asks with a teasing smirk as I raise a brow.

"I'm not on no leash." I scoff while sitting back and crossing my arms over my chest. "Master Clark just...well he's not a big fan of disobedience and he can be a real pain in the ass if I don't listen."

"Literally." Payton smiles a little sneaky grin that has the guys snickering.

"I wish! Like, fuck me crippled as a punishment! I know Matthias does that to you Lane. Right?" I ask and he nods, a faraway look entering his eyes.

"He fucks me to crippled that I'm literally crippled for like two days. He has to carry me around the house and everything." He sighs blissfully with a look of pure love shining in his eyes.

"Exactly! But Master Clark won't! If I fuck up, he doesn't have sex with me or it's so fucking gentle. Like man, slam into me and make my eyes roll back! Belt me until I bleed, fuck me so hard the bed starts creaking and the headboard bangs into the wall! Chip some damn paint off the thing, please! But no. He knows that's what I like, so he deprives me of it. So, if I want rough sex I have to be a "good boy" or it's like making...love." I shiver and gag.

"You make that sound like a bad thing!" Lane laughs loudly before shaking his head. "It's not, honestly I enjoy making love to Matthias more than rough kinky sex."

"Then again you two are destined to be together and get married," I retort. "Clark and I aren't together romantically. Just a contract."

"Are you sure about that?" he asks with a raised brow.

"Positive." I nod and he hums, a knowing look entering his eyes.

"Sure, whatever you say. You know you and Clark are more than just a contract. You have feelings for the man, admit it! Anyways, I have class guys so I have to skedaddle! See you guys later, let me know about the car thing. If you want, I can have Matthias rent us a van or some shit. Peace out cub scouts!" he shouts while dropping his board and pushing off.

"Um, Sir, you can't ride that in here!" A waiter complains as he zooms past her.

"Don't be jealous you can't ride me baby." He whoops while rushing out the building.

"Lane, so...Lane-ish." Payton chuckles as Lane skates past the window we're next to and waves quickly before disappearing down the street.

"Okay guys, let's get this road trip planned!" Tommy says excitedly and we all lean forward as if that's going to make a difference.

"A drive to Florida will take, give or take twenty hours from here. So we should leave that Friday morning after your morning classes and we can get there very early Saturday," Tai says while checking Google maps to see the drive time.

"We can switch off drivers so we don't have to stop and rest. I'm sure with our crazy driving we can turn that twenty hour drive into like fifteen," I tell them and Tai nods with a smirk.

"Well you know, I want to arrive in Florida...alive and in one piece, so, how about we don't drive crazy and just you know, get there." Payton sighs while raising a brow.

"There is a shit load of traffic on a Friday, even without a holiday. It's going to be spring break on top of it being Friday. The traffic is going to be crazy. If we don't leave early as fuck, it's going to be a long ass drive. Way longer than twenty hours," I tell them making them all frown.

"So what do we do?" Tommy asks with a huff as I lean back in my seat.

"We'll think of something." Payton nods while tapping his chin, "maybe ditch our Friday morning classes?" He raises his eyebrows looking at Tommy, who looks thoughtful, but doesn't say a thing.

My phone chirps with a message as we all walk out of the diner about an hour later. I pull it from my pocket and see that it's Master Clark. Opening the message, I feel a smile tug at my lips. As I follow the guys down the street, I quickly text him back before sticking my phone back into my pocket. I grab their attention and tell them I have to get going with the excuse of having to run an errand for my boss. Even though my boss is away on business and it's my day off. Tommy and Tai, too wrapped up in a conversation about a shopping trip just nod, not catching the lie, but Payton gives me a knowing smile. His eyes are mischievous, something that we've all gotten used to. Payton has definitely come out of his shell lately.

"Have fun," he sings under his breath and I pull his ear as I pass him.

"I will." I chuckle as I walk towards my car.

When I step off the curb, I pull the keys from my pocket and press the button to unlock the car before climbing in. After I turn on the engine and put my seat belt on, I quickly merge into the traffic and head towards Master Clark's apartment. I've only been there a few times, but it's a nice place. The only problem is that he lives on the outskirts of the city so it's takes almost an hour to get there with the traffic. As I pull up to the entrance of the garage parking, I text him and he sends me the code for the gate. I quickly type it in and the gates lift, allowing me to drive my black BMW into the underground garage.

I find a parking spot and sit in my car for a full minute, take a few deep breaths and then unbuckle my seat belt. Got to get myself a bit centered before I see the man of steel.

"Hey Pup," he greets me as soon as I step off the elevator on his floor.

"Hey Superman." I smirk back and chuckle as he pulls me into his arms and presses a kiss to my lips.

"Superman doesn't have shit on me," he scoffs while leading me into his apartment by the hand.

"I don't know about that, Superman is really hot." I say seriously and bite back the grin at his glare.

"Do you really want to go there?" He asks with a raised brow and I yelp when he pushes me down on the couch.

"If you're going to get bitchy about it..." I grumble making him laugh.

"No, I'm not. I know I have no competition, seeing as Superman isn't real," he replies while sitting next to me. "How has your morning off been?"

"Lazy, I didn't get out of bed until ten. Then had breakfast while watching cartoons, lazed around and finally got up when Tai texted me and told me to meet up with the guys for lunch. Now I'm here." I sum up my lazy morning as he glides his hand up and down my thigh.

"Yeah, seems like a good morning to me." He nods with a smile as I rest my head on his arm that's stretched over the back of the couch.

"What have you been up to Sir?" I ask, out of politeness because I really just want to get to what he said in the message.

"Preparations." He smirks sneakily and doesn't comment further.

He stands up and pulls me up by the hand. When he walks down the hall, I grin knowing this is the way to his playroom. He pushes the door open and we step into complete darkness. My eyes take a few minutes to adjust and even then, it's still hard to see. Master Clark closes the door behind him and I mentally curse, everything is pitch black. The light flooding the room from the hall is no more and I don't move an inch in fear of crashing into something. I don't know the layout of his playroom well enough to feel comfortable, but he does. Master Clark tells me to strip and I do so blindly but quickly.

"I'm going to bind you to the grid," he says while leading me towards the center of the room where I know he leaves the hook of the grid.

"Yes Sir," I reply and he taps my elbow.

I lift my arms above my head and hear him pull the belt off his jeans. The thick leather wraps around both my wrists and I hear the clink of the buckle hitting metal. The metal hook of the grid pulls up and I hiss as I rise onto the balls of my feet. Master Clark pulls my hips back so I'm bending slightly and my breath hitches at the weird position since now I'm on my fucking tippy toes. He presses against me, his hard cock rubs against my ass as his hands rubs circles on my hips.

"You've been a good boy Christopher," he starts while stepping back and before I can complain I feel his hand cupping my balls. "So I'm going to reward you for being so good."

"Yes Sir." I gasp as he fondles my sac then strokes my cock. I look down, through the darkness, I can't see shit. Master Clark suddenly releases me and I freeze. Listening, I hear two steps before everything is silent. I close my eyes and focus, relax and stop listening for him. I try to feel his presence in the room, feel the heat his body gives off. Focusing so much on trying to, I'm taken by surprise when he puts a blindfold around my head. I want to make a comment about it already being pitch black, but I refrain from getting into trouble when I'm supposedly getting a reward.

"Sir?" I mumble when I hear the door open and close. "What the fuck?"

I turn my head side to side, getting no better feel of what the fuck is going on. Taking a deep breath, I just wait. He has to come back, he won't just leave me here. I wish he didn't leave me in such an uncomfortable position. I fall back onto my feet and hiss as my arms are stretched to their limit. How the hell is this supposed to be a reward? I expected a rough fuck, toys and kinky shit. Not getting tied up and left alone. I groan as I get back on the balls of my feet when my arms start aching. But then my legs start to burn from the pressure.

"MASTER CLARK!" I shout while pulling at the restraints. "THIS ISN'T FUNNY! IT FUCKING HURTS!"

Silence is his response. I grit my teeth, tears swimming in my eyes as my body protests against the position he left me in. Mentally cursing him to hell and back, I turn to face the door, at least I hope I'm facing the door, but that proves to be a bad idea. The leather bites into my skin and my wrists scream in rebellion. The tears escape, pain shooting down my arms and up my legs. I drop my head as I take a deep breath to keep from sobbing. Why is he doing this? This isn't reward, this is punishment. Why? He said I was a good boy, why am I being punished?

I shake my head. What the fuck am I complaining for? I've had much worse than this. Then again, I was expecting it. I wasn't expecting this. Taking a deep breath, I relax my muscles and it helps with the soreness, but not by much. I lean my head back and groan as my neck cracks. The silence drives me insane. The darkness plays tricks on me. I see white dots behind the blindfold that I know aren't there. Closing my eyes, I listen to the blood rushing through my ears. My heart slams against my ribcage and I start counting them. Focused on not going insane, I don't hear the almost silent door opening behind me.

The first blow is unexpected. I scream out in pain as the belt slams against my skin. I lift my foot, as if it will help the pain. Blow after blow, a belt slams into my ass, my thighs, my calves. Tears and snot run down my face quickly as I sob. Master Clark can't be heard. He's silent beneath my wails and pleas for more. My skin burns and my cock aches. I wish I could just reach down and stroke myself. The belt slams into the side of my thigh and wraps around my leg. I throw my head back and my mouth drops in a silent scream. The snap of the belt smacking together as he pulls back echoes in my ears.

My body goes numb and I hang limply from the grid. When he grabs my hips, I cry out at his tight grip. My hips burn from the belt, his grip doesn't help. I feel his foot tap against mine and I spread my legs. His hands palm my ass and I hiss at the pain but moan at the pleasure of it all. Something cold leaks down my crack and Master Clark rubs the lube against my entrance as I pant. Sweat rolls down my cheeks as I lose the last strength I have to keep from passing out. His chest presses against my back and I sigh in bliss. His chest is cool, it feels amazing against my overheated skin.

"Argh, yes Master!" I moan as the head of his cock pushes into me.

"Shut up boy," he growls while gripping my hair and pulling my head back. "I want you silent. If I hear a peep from you, you'll get belted again. Am I understood?"

I nod quickly, bite my lip to keep from answering verbally like I'm trained to do. Master keeps a tight grip of my hair as he slams into me quickly. I squeeze my eyes shut and swallow the moan that tries to escape. He doesn't go slow or gentle. He slams into me repeatedly with no mercy to my tender skin. His hips hammer against my sore ass and although the pleasure of his cock slamming into my prostate has me seeing stars behind the blindfold, the view is blurred with tears of pain. The mixture of feelings and sensations cause my head to swim. I drop my head but he pulls it back up as his hand smacks my hard cock.

Biting my tongue, I mentally curse in all the languages I know which is only two. Blood fills my mouth and I swallow it with a wince. His hand glides up my sweat slicked chest and I flinch slightly when he pinches my erect nipple. Rolling it between his fingers, he pulls at the sensitive nub while rolling his hips against me. My eyes roll back at the pleasure. My balls tighten, my stomach clenches and my toes curl against the cold tile of the floor. It's so fucking hot, I feel the sweat rolling down my body. I can practically hear is splash against the floor.

"You need to cum, I can tell in the way your body tenses. Your ass clenches, your walls milking my cock." Master whispers in my ear as he starts stroking me. "You want to cum. You want to drench my hand in your juices as I flood your ass with my seed. You love when I breed your ass don't you Pup? You love my seed, you want it all. You're such a dirty little pup."

I nod quickly, he's right. I want nothing more than to cum in his hand, drench his hand in my cum. My walls milk his cock, trying to squeeze the orgasm right out of him. I want my ass filled with his seed. I fucking love when he breeds me. I'm his dirty little pup and I want him to breed me. Everyday; hard, fast and heavy. I want it to coat my walls after he claims me. I want him, I want him, I fucking want him! He pounds into me quickly, his arm wrapped around my waist is the only thing keeping me from stumbling forward.

"Cum Pup," he whispers the command and my eyes roll back as I release in his hand.

Tears stream down my face as I feel his hot seed filling my ass. My knees crumble behind me, but he keeps me up as he continues pumping himself in and out my ass. Going lax against him, I pant while clenching my ass. He keeps his hold tight as the belt around my wrists loosen. My hands freed, my arms drop to my sides as I rest my head back on his shoulder. The blindfold gets pulled off, but I don't have the energy to open my eyes. I struggle to stay awake as he somehow manages to get us on the bed without pulling out of me. With my ass in the air and his cock buried in my ass, I sigh contently.

"Yes, such a good Pup," he whispers while gliding his hands up and down my back.

"Master," I mumble as everything he is saying starts going in and out of focus.

"Yes Pup?" He asks while leaning over my back.

"Thank you," I whisper before surrendering to the beauty of subspace.

(picture of Chris)

***

"Fuck me!" I groan while rolling onto my stomach.

"I already did and I think I'll break you if I do so again." Master Clark chuckles as he raises a brow.

"I'm not so easily breakable, just so you know." I shake my fist weakly making him smile as he crouches down next to me.

"Open up," he whispers while holding a pill in front of my mouth.

I part my lips and he tosses the Ibuprofen into my mouth before holding up the glass of water. He tilts the glass and the cold water fill my mouth as I swallow it quickly. The cold helps my throat that is sore from all my screaming earlier. Thank god Master Clark's playroom is soundproof. I'm sure cops would have busted down his door thinking I was being murdered or something. Master Clark stands up once I finish drinking all the water and I watch as he walks out of the bedroom.

He brought me to his bedroom while I was passed out which I'm happy about. His bedsheets are silky and cold, it feels amazing against my skin. I reach back and glide my hand over my ass, feeling the welts from the belt. Looking down at my thigh, I see the nasty bruise already forming. I'm going to be black and blue for a while. A smile tugs at my lips as I go limp on the bed. That was definitely not punishment. It was the best reward I've gotten since I entered the lifestyle. Pain with the right amount of pleasure.

"What are you thinking about that's causing the beautiful smile Pup?" He asks and my eyes snap open, I didn't even realize I closed them.

"I was just thinking about my reward," I admit as he sits next to me and rubs my ass softly.

"See what happens when you're a good boy? Things go much better than when you're misbehaving." He smirks down at me before showing me a tube in his hand. "I'm going to give you a massage to help with the soreness. This is a muscle relaxing massage oil. After, we'll take a bath to wash up and I'll order dinner in while we watch a movie. You're spending the night."

"Dinner?" I ask with a raised brow as he straddles my legs. "Isn't a bit early for dinner?"

"No, I kept you in the dark waiting for two hours then you passed out for another two hours. Plus the time we spent having sex. It's already after six. By the time I finish and we take a bath, it'll be about after seven," he explains and my eyes widen.

"You kept me waiting for two fucking hours?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I ask angrily and yell in pain. "OUCH!"

"Watch your tone Christopher, I have your most tender body part at arm's reach," he warns while flicking the soft head of my cock.

"Sorry Sir," I grumble before resting my head on my folded arms.

Master Clark keeps true to his word. He gives me the best damn massage I've ever gotten. It leaves me limp and sated, seconds from falling back into a blissful sleep. Before I can though, he picks me up and carries me into this large master bathroom. He fills the egg shaped jacuzzi tub before pouring in some bath oils that are also scented muscle relaxers. I don't really care, as I lean back against his hard warm chest. The water laps over my abs while I close my eyes with a content smile. Master Clark's cupped hands fill with water before he lets it run down my neck.

"Thank you Sir, today was amazing. It still is," I mumble as he runs his wet hand through my hair.

He kisses me below the ear before replying, "Seeing you so relaxed and happy makes me happy. I like seeing you like this Christopher. You should always be like this, comfortable and happy."

"You make me happy Sir," I admit as he kisses my neck.

You know you and Clark are more than just a contract. You have feelings for the man, admit it!

My eyes snap open and I frown as Lane's words repeatedly flow through my head. It's not true, I don't have...feelings for Master Clark! Do I? I look up at him and he smiles down at me. My heart falters before speeding up at the sight of his dimpled grin. His eyes wrinkle at the corners, the laugh lines appearing around his eyes. Shit, I have feelings for Clark? When the fuck this that happen?! I look down at the water as he tangles his fingers with mine and rests them on my lower stomach. He was supposed to be a means to an end. I can't like him. He was just supposed to help me leave the painful and brutally dark side of BDSM, the sadomasochism. I wasn't supposed to catch feelings for the man. Catch, as if it's a lethal virus.

But in the darkness there is always light and, Master Clark is my light.

Ashton

(picture of Ashton)

"I have to get going," I say while standing from the table.

"Aw why?" Payton pouts as I put money on the table. He looks up at me with puppy dog eyes, but those only work for Ozzie.

"I'm meeting up with Gideon for lunch," I tell him and Chris gives me an amused grin.

"You just ate," he chuckles making me smile slightly.

"He doesn't know that though, let me know the plan," I reply before nodding at the others and heading towards the door.

"Have fun getting dicked down!" Chris' voice echoes through the room.

I freeze where I stand as I feel everyone's eyes on me. The blood rushes to my cheeks and I think of ways to make it possible to just melt into the ground and leak my way through the bottom of the door. Chris, you're such an idiot. I take a deep breath, close my eyes and will the blush to leave my face. He just had to do that. I know he wants the last word and a strong reaction. Mentally shaking my head, I look over my shoulder with a calm expression and notice his cheeky smirk falls slightly.

"I will," I say casually before leaving the diner. "Idiot."

I shake my head as I stick my hands into my pockets. As I walk down the sidewalk, avoiding the onslaught of people rushing past me as best I can, I take a deep breath. The crisp air travels into my lungs and I blow it back out, watching the air escape me in a puff of white fog. Taking the headphones out of my jeans, I push them into my ears after connecting the other end to my iPod. The music blasts in my ears as I play with the keys in my pocket. I step off the sidewalk and onto the street when I reach my bike. Unbuckling my helmet from the latch, I swing my leg over the seat and sit down as I pull my helmet on. Turning the motorcycle on, I look over my shoulder and wait for a break in the traffic.

When that break comes, I reeve the engine and quickly merge into traffic. Swerving in between the cars, I quickly make my way towards the highway. Master Gideon said to meet him at his house outside of the city before three o'clock. It's just past one now and it takes a while to get there with these slow ass drivers all around me. Luckily when I get on the highway I'm able to speed past them. Listening to Iron Man by Black Sabbath has me tapping my fingers around the handles of my motorcycle. I look over my shoulder and swerve into a different lane to pass a log truck.

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I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket and frown before glancing back. Seeing that there aren't any cars close behind me, I go all the way to the right while slowing down. Once I'm stopped completely on the side, I pull my phone out and check the message that came in from Master Gideon. A smile pulls at my lips as I read the message and I chuckle while shaking my head. He's crazy. I quickly text him back, as fast as possible with my leather gloves, before stuffing my phone back into my pocket. I wait for a car to pass before I pull back onto the road and continue driving.

About thirty minutes later, I pull into the driveway of his home and park my motorcycle next to his Maserati. As I step off my motorcycle and pull my helmet off, the front door opens. I put my helmet down and crouch down as Bowser comes running at me. He jumps into my open arms and I laugh as his tongue sweeps over my cheek quickly. His whole body is wagging as he barks and whines happily. I stand up with him in my arms and give him a kiss on the head as I walk up the front steps. Master Gideon smiles at me from the doorway and I smile back.

"Hey," he says while leaning down and pressing a kiss to my lips.

"Hi," I reply as I kiss him back. "Let me put this big boy down."

"Right." He laughs and I crouch down to put Bowser on the ground. "Come in, lunch is almost ready."

"Great, I'm hungry," I grumble as I pull my gloves and jacket off.

"I know you ate with your friends." He tells me with a raised brow.

"It wasn't a secret." I shrug and close the door behind me before following him down the hall. "What did you make?"

"Chicken wraps," he says, "I'm just waiting for the chicken to finish grilling then I'll slice them up and we'll have our wraps."

"Sounds good." I nod while pulling his arm back.

He turns and I grab his face before pulling him down. Our lips meet slowly, his arms wrap around my waist. Master Gideon pulls me right up to his chest. I can feel the thumping of his heart as his tongue plunges into my mouth. His kiss tastes of peppermint and blackberry. A weird mix, but it tastes good on him. He pushes me against the fridge and I moan as his cock rubs against mine. Hearing a bark, he pulls back and we look down to see Bowser watching us with his favorite toy in front of him. He barks again and pushes the toy with his nose against my feet.

"Duty calls," I chuckle while picking up the toy.

"Getting cock blocked by my dog, how unfortunate." Gideon sighs heavily and I kiss his cheek making him smile.

"Later," I whisper making him nod.

"Of course." He smirks and smacks my ass as I walk past him.

I smile as I shake the toy in Bowser's face before running into the backyard with him chasing me. Cocking my arm back, I launch his toy across the large yard and watch as he sprints after it. When he brings it back, covered in drool, I chuckle and shake my head. I look over to the next yard and see one of the horses grazing with a large blanket over it. Throwing Bowser's toy again, I head towards the horse as he runs after it. I click my tongue and the horse looks over, after a few indecisive minutes the horse makes its way over as I snap my fingers.

"You sure are beautiful," I whisper as I run my hand down its nose.

It snorts making me smile as it stomps a hoof into the ground.

"I wish I had something to give you, I'm empty handed though," I admit and laugh as it walks away, obviously knowing I have nothing to offer.

"You like horses?" Gideon's neighbor whose name I forgot asks while walking over.

"I love them, I actually have a few of my own," I say while folding my arms on the fence.

"Oh yeah? What kind?" She asks curiously with a smile.

"I have an Andalusian named Luna, a Shire named Clyde, two Arabians named Tick and Tock, a National Show named Nile and a Caspian named Captain." I list them off and raise a brow when she raises a brow.

"You have more than a few, you have a harras. Where do you keep them?" She questions as her horse walks over again.

"I grew up in Galena, my family has a huge ranch where we have a bunch of horses along with a few other animals," I admit and look down at Bowser who paws at my foot.

"Ashton, lunch is ready!" Gideon calls making me look back. "Oh, hey Maggie!"

"Hey Gideon, how are you doing?" She asks as he walks over.

"Good, thank you for asking. How are you and Jim?" He questions while draping his arm over my shoulder.

"We're doing good, going over to Kansas later today to visit family." She smiles and I get stuck there for a few minutes as they chat about things I don't really care about.

"Well I hope you have a nice trip," Gideon says while stepping back.

"Thank you, enjoy your lunch!" She waves while walking back to her house.

"What were you two chatting about?" Gideon asks when we get back inside.

"Horses." I shrug as I watch him grab two plates.

"Your horses?" He questions making me nod.

"Yeah, she asked if I had one," I tell him as we sit down.

"You have more than one," he scoffs, knowing exactly how many horses and other animals I have.

"Maybe you can join me one weekend and we can go riding," I suggest while looking down at my chicken wrap before taking a big bite.

"Really?" he asks so I look up while nodding to see him staring at me with a smile. "I'd be meeting your parents."

"I know," I reply after swallowing my food then shrug. "I want you to meet them."

"They won't have a problem with the age difference?" he asks worriedly making me scoff.

"Isn't it every parent's dream that their kid gets with a successful doctor?" I raise a brow as he laughs. "My parents don't care for that type of stuff. My dad is nine years older than my mom."

"We can go this weekend, I took the weekend off work. I was going to tell you that later." He chuckles and I smile.

"Really?" I ask excitedly as he nods. "Great! That'd be awesome!"

(picture of Gideon)

Over lunch, we make the plans to leave later tonight. Gideon repeatedly asks me if I'm sure I want him to meet my parents and I repeatedly tell him yes. They already know about him since Sean ratted me out when I went home for New Year's. My dad asked me to bring him next time I went home and my mom stole my phone, sure I had a picture of him which at the time I didn't. Now I have a lock on my phone because the pictures I do have of him, she does not need to see. I'm not nervous about Gideon meeting my parents, I'm sure they'll love him like I do.

"Why are you blushing?" he asks making me blush even more.

"No reason," I mutter before taking a bite of my baby carrot.

"Are you sure?" he sings teasingly and for some reason it makes me turn bright red. "Oh my god, you're like a tomato! I need to know what you were thinking about!"

"No!" I whine before getting up and running away.

"You can't get away from me Ashton!" He laughs while chasing me.

I race up the stairs and make a break for the bedroom, but he catches me easily. His arms wrap around my waist and he hauls me back against his chest. I laugh as I turn around and drape my arms around his neck. His lips press against mine as he continues walking me backwards into the bedroom. My back hits the bed and Gideon's weight presses down on my chest. His hand glides up my thigh before slipping under my shirt and up my chest. Gideon pulls back and I sit up, letting him take my shirt off. As our lips connect again, I unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulders.

"Take your jeans off," he demands as he unbuckles his belt.

I stand up and unbutton my jeans before pushing them down along with my underwear. Taking off my socks, I yelp when he pushes me back onto the bed. He smirks down at me before falling on top of me. His hands pin mine above my head as he peppers kisses down my neck. I tilt my head back to give him better access as I wrap my legs around his waist. He grinds against me making my eyes roll back. Master Gideon bites down on my nipple making me hiss then moan as his tongue soothes the sting away. He hovers over me with a smile and I pull my hands free before cupping his face. Brushing my thumbs over his cheeks, I feel the multiple hair of his stubble before pulling his face down.

"Are you okay?" he says worriedly, while pecking my lips and I nod.

"I'm perfect," I tell him as I hug him tightly. "Can you fuck me now? Please."

He laughs but grabs my hips and hauls me to the center of the bed, "it'd be my pleasure."

Gideon

"Turn over for me," I whisper before leaning up.

Ashton flips onto his stomach and I pull his hips up, giving me better access to his delicious ass. I palm his ass in my hands and spread his cheeks. His puckered entrance clenches as I blow on it softly. I lean down and swipe my tongue over his tight hole making him hum. Squeezing his ass cheeks, I lick his entrance again before slowly pushing my tongue in. He opens for me and I close my eyes as I focus on giving my boy the pleasure he deserves. Nibbling on his tender flesh, I glide my hand up his spine slowly before bringing it back down to his ripe rump. I pull back and lick his sac before taking one of his balls into my mouth.

"Ah fuck," he gasps as I take the other into my mouth.

"Ashton, come here," I order while standing up and he turns before crawling back over to me. "Suck."

"Yes Sir." He licks his lips as I stroke my cock.

His tongue flicks out and tastes the tip and pushes my hand away before taking my cock into his mouth. I grip his hair and pump my cock into the warmth and wetness of his mouth. He hollows his cheeks and clicks his tongue against the underside of my cock making me groan. I close my eyes and drop my head back as I continue fucking his mouth slowly. His hand cups my balls and I moan as he fondles them with just the right pressure. He remembers everything I told him over the time we've been together.

"Fuck yeah Ashton, you're the best damn Submissive a man can have," I mutter as my balls tighten in his hand.

I pull out of his mouth and he looks up at me, his lips swollen and glistening. Leaning down, I press my mouth to his before forcing him onto his back. I wrap his legs around my waist as I lean over and grab the lube from my drawer. Popping the cap open, I drizzle the cold gel over his balls and my cock, making him shiver. I watch it leak down over his ass as I stroke it onto my cock. Ashton is stroking himself slowly, his eyes hooded as he watches my hand. A smirk tugs at my lips as I squeeze the head of my cock then tap it against my other hand, knowing how much it turns him on.

"Fuck," he moans, a burst of pre-cum leaking down his cock.

"Play with your nipples baby," I tell him as I line myself up to his entrance.

His hand abandons his cock and he starts teasing his nipples as I begin to push into him. I curse, his heat enveloping my cock as I penetrate the tight rings of muscle. I close my eyes, savoring the feel of his walls clenching around me. There is no better place to be than inside of Ashton. He's the best damn thing that happened to me. I lean down and press my lips to his as I start thrusting in and out. His arms drape around my shoulders as he meets me thrust for thrust. Our tongues tangle in a heated kiss as I stroke his cock in time with our movements.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air. The scent of sex drifts into my nose as I lean back and grab his hips, slamming into him quickly. Ashton is a vision, splayed out on my bed. His flushed skin in contrast to his stormy blue-green eyes and dirty blonde hair, all against the black satin sheets has my hands tightening on his hips. He bites down on his bottom lip as his back arches off the bed. My cock hits his prostate with every thrust and Ashton thrashes his head side to side while chanting my name like a prayer. I groan as his walls clench around me tightly, milking me for all I'm worth.

"G-Gideon, oh fuck!" He cries out as I rub my thumb against his slit.

He shoots up and wraps his arms around my neck. I palm his ass and step away from the bed. I pull him back then he pushes down on my cock as we kiss heatedly. Ashton slams down on my cock roughly as I squeeze his ass and bite down on his lip. Turning my back to the bed, I sit down and he starts riding me quickly. I grab his face and tilt his head up before kissing and sucking on his neck. He throws his head back with a moan and I pull back to watch him. Sweat rolls down his temple and when he looks down, his eyes are ablaze with lust and passion. The look he gives me, along with his tight ass suffocating my cock, has me teetering on the edge of insanity.

"Cum Ashton," I whisper the command and he sinks onto my cock one more time.

Balls deep in my boy, I release into his hot ass. His walls clamp down on me and I moan as his cum drenches my chest. I watch Ashton's face soften, a look of vulnerability crossing his gaze. He hides his face in my neck as he moans lowly. Wrapping my arms around his back, I kiss his shoulder and run my fingers up and down his spine as he shakes against me. After a few minutes, Ashton pulls off me and falls face first into the bed making me chuckle. I stand up and my back cracks making me groan. Rubbing my neck, I look down at Ashton who is curled into a ball on the center of the bed, fast asleep.

"I love you Ashton," I whisper after I climb into bed next to him and pull him against my chest.

***

"Here!" Ashton beams while pointing at a dirt road.

"Okay, okay." I chuckle while turning onto the dirt road.

"The house is just a few miles up ahead. We should be there soon," Ashton says before grabbing his phone. "I'm going to call my ma and let her know we're here."

As he makes the call, I look out the window at the acres of land on both sides of the road. This is all Ashton's home. In the distance, I can see a few cows, goats and a dog. He did say he had a lot of animals. After a few minutes, I see a large ranch styled house. A whistle escapes me as I stare at the house. It's like a fucking mansion. Ashton said it was just a house. The off white colored house has a wrap around porch and the screen door swings open as the car stops.

"Ashton!" A woman shouts excitedly. "Sawyer, Ashton is here!"

"Ma!" Ashton beams while rushing over to the woman and swings her in his arms.

"Oh my baby!" She laughs happily as I take Bowser out of the car.

"This is Gideon and Bowser," Ashton introduces us as I walk over. "Gideon this is my ma Shelby."

"It's nice to meet you ma'am." I smile while shaking her hand and kissing her cheek.

"Why aren't you handsome?" She laughs before crouching down. "Your human isn't that bad looking either."

"Wow." I gape making Ashton burst out laughing. "I see where you get your charm."

"Thanks." He smirks as the door opens again.

"Well look what the cat dragged in!" A large man chuckles while taking off his cowboy hat and pointing at Ashton.

"Hey Pa." Ashton grins as the man pulls him into a headlock. "This is my Pa, Sawyer, Pa this is Gideon."

"Gideon." Ashton's father sizes me up and I nod.

"It's nice to meet you Sawyer." I hold my hand out and he just stares at me.

"Pa," Ashton groans making me frown but the man just smirks.

"He looks like a pretty boy Ashton." He chuckles before grabbing my hand in a tight grip making me wince. "I don't think he'd be able to survive the country."

"I'm sure I can," I reply, slightly offended at being called a 'pretty boy' because I'm not a boy and I'm fucking beautiful, not just 'pretty'.

"We'll see about that." Sawyer smirks before looking at Ashton. "Come 'ere boy, I have to show you something."

"Um," he mumbles while looking at me.

"Oh go on ahead Ashton, I'll show him around the house." Shelby says while hooking her arm with mine.

"It's fine." I smile and he presses a kiss to my lips before nodding.

"I'll see you later," he whispers with a grin before running to catch up with his dad who didn't wait for him.

"So, what are your intentions with my baby boy?" Shelby asks seriously making me swallow.

"I care for your son a lot, he's the best thing that's happened to be in a very long time," I admit as we walk into a surprisingly modern house.

"Good, good. The last thing Ashton needs is another good for nothing boyfriend." She sighs making me frown.

"What do you mean?" I ask and she looks up at me confused.

"He hasn't told you?" She question so I shake my head.

"No, he hasn't said anything about past relationships," I tell her, though I'm not stupid and I know he's had past relationships.

"Oh dear." she sighs just as I hear the door opening behind us.

"Mama!" A strange voice shouts. "Is Ashton here yet?"

"That's Sean, he's Ashton's best friend." Shelby smiles as she drags me back to the front of the house.

(picture of Sean)

"Yes, I've heard of him." I nod, remembering New Year's and a few times Ashton mentioned him.

"Sean, this is Gideon. Ashton's doctor boyfriend." Shelby giggles making me chuckle as I look over at the blonde country boy who is chewing on a wheat stalk.

"Hey, Ashton's told me about you." He smiles as we shake hands.

"Same, it's nice to put a face to a name," I tell him and he laughs.

"Yeah, his 'sex on legs, Greek sex god' description of you doesn't do you justice." He snickers making me raise a brow.

"Good to know that's how he describes me," I say making us all laugh as the door opens.

"Oh, hey Sean." Ashton beams while walking in and the two friends exchange a tight hug.

Ashton is all smiles all day, I get to see a very different side of him and I love it as much as I love the reserved side of him.