Page 126 of The Rat

“Well, I don’t have any money to bribe youwith…”

“What are you on about,you’ve got loads.”

Sebastian hushedhim and picked atthe buttons of Rory’s shirt. “Maybe I could bribe you in otherways.”

“I’m listening.”

“Maybe I can give youfavors, and you’ll forgive my little misdemeanor.”

Rory looked down at Sebastian’sfingers making quick work of his buttons, andthen his belt. He got to hisknees and pulled Rory’s pants down, and nuzzled his face intoRory’s crotch.

“What about it, Officer Matterson?” Sebastianmurmured into the fabric.

The vibrations tickled Rory’s cock,and he bucked his hips. Sebastian caught him and held himsteady.

“Suck my cock,” Rory whispered.

“And you’ll let me gowithout charge?”

Rory nodded. “I’ll let yougo.”

Sebastian yanked down Rory’sboxers, and they joined his pants trapped at his knees. He grabbed the base ofRory’s cock with both hands, opened his mouth wide so Rory couldsee, then slid the wet ellipse down Rory’s length until his mouthmet his hands.

Rory threw his head back.“Fuck…”

Sebastian bobbedhis head forwardand back, keeping his lips tight when he withdrew to Rory’ssensitive head. He sucked greedily, but steadily, and in no time,Rory was snorting breaths through his nose, and starting to shake.The cupboard door rattled behind him, and he tried to grip it, buthis sweaty hands slipped.

Sebastianran his mouth back along Rory’scock until his lips pressed against his two-handed grip. Instead ofdrawing back, he stayed where he was with Rory deep in his mouth.The sight made Rory’s head spin, and he open mouthed panted down atwhere his body joined Sebastian’s.

The mouth on Rory startedsucking, just a pull of pressure every few seconds. Each time it happened amoan tore from Rory’s throat, and morphed into a sob. He couldn’thold back, and the last intense tug from Sebastian’s mouth sent himcrashing over.

Rory whimpered and sobbed as hecame, brain whiting out when he was hit with such a powerful tingling.Sebastian hummed as he swallowed the spurts, then he drew back, andshot Rory a cocky smile.

“That good, officer?”

Rory nodded. “Yes, thankyou.”

Sebastian got to his feet and placed hishands on Rory’s shoulders. “Just so we’re clear, if someone offersyou ‘special favors’ you say…”

“Yes, please?”

Sebastian pinched Rory’snipple, and he yelped.

“I say no, of course I’dsay no.”

“Good, becauseyou’remine.” Sebastian gestured down at himself. “Now, I’m gonna take youinto the other room, and sort this out.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Rory leaned down, yanked up hispants, then allowed Sebastian to stalk him into the bedroom. Theback of his knees met the edge of the bed, and Sebastian pushed himdown.

It hadbeen six months since they’d beeninside the prison, but the double bed still felt odd. They had roomto work with, different positions to try, and afterwards in theglow of orgasm, they could lay together.

The Vaseline pot had beenreplaced by a bottleof lube, and instead of unscrewing the lid to getRory hard, all Sebastian had to do was tap the bottle on thebedside table.

It turnedSebastian on to always haveRory on standby, and even though he cursed Sebastian for traininghim like some horny dog, he gave in to Sebastian’sdesires.

He never had to ask foranother kiss, Sebastian eagerly gave them, and he responded withenthusiasm whenever Rory pressed their mouths together.

Sometimesit was the softest of pecks, orthe hard push, and pull of desperate lips. Sometimes it was thegentle glide of a tongue, or the sharp nip of teeth. Sebastian hada hunger for kissing, and even after they were coated in sweat,tied up in the sheets, and panting for breath, Sebastian stillrolled onto Rory’s chest and kissed him hard or soft, rough orsmooth. It was the intimacy of the kissing that made Rory feelloved, he didn’t need words when their mouths expressed it better,and when their mouths met, Rory finally believed Sebastian’swords.

It was gonna be okay, and he wasn’t on his own.

The End