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Anonymous requested: Blake Jenner + shirtless
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It comes down to reality And it’s fine with me cause I’ve let it slide I don’t care if it’s Chinatown or on Riverside I don’t have any reasons I left them all behind I’m in a New York state of mind
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
PM: It’s a lot nicer regardless now we’re up here in your suite. We love you. You deal with all my ridiculousness and we deal with you having to work. Doesn’t mean that there aren’t things to remember, or that we shouldn’t be good to each other, whatever. But we work pretty well as a unit, really.
Thanks.
PM: I think we work as well as we always have. Just..be nice to be around more. You know, to experience you two more.
Though I have heard you making Theo moan while I work. So..
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
PM: I know. I just… wasn’t ready to focus on it, I guess. And you know, it’s okay. I mean - not that I don’t miss you when you’re busy - but we get along okay and you do spoil us so…
I know. And when I feel more ready to or - like I really do have to.. I will. I don’t know - I think I’d just rather us being us. Maybe next year I’ll be ready to pester you with ‘But it’s my birthday’ over everything. But for now I just.. want us. Time with you, time with you and Theo. Is it okay if that’s as far as my birthday demands go for this year?
PM: Does’nt mean you and Theo don’t feel...my work. Even when I don’t want you too.
I get it. You know? That you want to wait till next year. There’s no pressure-..you get your time with us. With me and Theo. As long as you want. Really.
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
PM: Yeah… and I just - I’m happy here with you and Theo. I really am, I swear. It just - focusing on what the day was would have meant that was in my head and I just wanted it to be another good day.
PM: I’m happy here with you too. And I don’t doubt that you’re...present with us here. But it’s OK to miss him you know? And I get not telling us about your birthday. I’ve been kinda absent with work but-..
If you want to talk about him. Or..like, anything. I’m here. You know? And I can still order that cake if you want to celebrate it..on a different day, in a different way.
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
PM: What - that’s not what I meant. I didn’t tell you or Theo - I didn’t really want to celebrate it - but I felt kind of guilty for not saying anything.
PM:...So why didn't you want to-..
Right. Your dad. Right?
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
PM: Um… That it was my birthday on the 8th.
PM:....Oh.
I totally failed to buy you a cake. I’m like, the worst master ever.
Aw. Pretty Jason. What’s up?
PM: I kind of sort of have a confession to make...
PM: And that is?
Really? That’s awesome. You should have told me this days ago. I would have been nagging you to take us somewhere.
I just don’t want you to get behind. You seem more stressed now that you have more work to do since you know…Your father passed.
Oh yeah? Ha. I should have explained that. I’ll take you both to the pool then.
It means more-...time at the office but that’s sort of what you have to do right? Step up? Or whatever?
Considering Jace hasn’t really had sex with anyone in weeks, he may have came off as a little desperate to the other man. Which he hoped wasn’t the case. He was just bitter the inventory wasn’t as bountiful as it should have been. Especially since more and more claims were being made, and the living conditions of the slaves left them ill more often than not.
Before he knew it there was a knock on his door, and Jace was there in seconds swinging the door open. He dragged his eyes over the other men, the clothes showing off the others sculpted features well. “While I do appreciate your clothing choice…” Jace placed a hand on Ryder’s shoulder and guided him in, while shutting the door behind him. “I’m going to need you to get rid of them. Right now.” He stated. “If there’s anything you need to tell me that I should know, like your hard limits, you probably should get that out of the way now. Because you’re my boy for the next couple of hours.”
His eyes flickered over Jace when the door opened. There was that pale skin and that sharp beautiful bone structure but there was also those radiating waves of frustration that seemed to emanate off him. Evidently this would be a fun night for the both of him. There’s a little at the others words as he stepped into the suite. His hands moved to his shirt and he stripped it off, his muscles rippling as he slipped the fabric over his head and dropped it onto the floor. Ryder’s heels turning as he turned around to face the other master. “Hard limits? I don’t really have them. I once let a guy go at me with a knife. So I think you’re in the clear.” He remarked as he unzipped his pants and pushed them down his body before stepping out of them.
Ryder’s thick cock swung free as he kicked his pants away and stood up, his long dark brown hair sliding in front of his eyes as he grinned over at the other. He had to admit he liked the sound of “my boy” for a next for hours. “Just go hard with the verbal humiliation stuff and I should be happy.”
And we are allowed to go to those places with you though, right? And hey, we don’t give Stiles enough credit. He might be ten times better at bowling than either of us. And he might wind up beating us.
I know, I know. But I don’t want to be the reason you don’t get something done on time you know.
Yeah? Pretty much, you can wander the grounds if I’m with you. So..it’s not too big of a deal. Fine. Fine. He might be the secret ninja training version of bowling. Who knows?
.You need not to worry so much about my work. Theo. If I need to get it done. I will.
Throwing in a gag then for sure. This should be fun.
Good, I’ll be here when you show up.
Ryder shook his head and pushed up off the couch and swung by Stiles and Theo’s rooms. A quick kiss and a explanation he’d been back later, he was off and walking down the halls towards Jace’s room. While the others offer hadn't exactly evolved beyond “I’m horny and there’s not many guys to fuck.” It was a good way to blow off steam and while Theo could give him that little fix he needed for his more submissive tendency’s. He knew that someone he really didn't care about him could make for a very, very hot fuck. He’s wearing tight jeans and an even tighter shirt when he finally knocks on the other Masters door.
Definitely. That’s exactly what you should do. Maybe we can go do something around the mountain. I’ve heard there’s swimming pools somewhere around here. And a bowling alley?
I know. I just like messing with you. Work is important like you said so you shouldn’t ignore that…But I’d hardly object, you know.
There’s a outdoor pool that’s pretty nice and a indoor one if you want to go skinny dipping. And bowling could be fun. Even if it’s just watching you just beat Stiles.
And it is. And I do focus on it. You know that I do. Does’nt mean I don’t like it when you come into my office and climb on my lap.
So maybe some restraints, tight rope work. Limit your mobility, maybe some impact play. Hm.
It was. But you’re very interested now, telling me you want me to leave you with bruises. Which I’m not complaining about.
All sounds great. Throw in a ball gag and you might even get a repeat performance.
Eh. What can I say? You made your case.