Chapter 56: Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson ~ When suppressed desires explode… Gag giveaway!

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Bradley shrugged out of his blazer and headed for the kitchen when they got home. He washed his hands, grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge, and started to drink one.

“Hey...” Jean reflexively caught the bottle of water Bradley tossed his way as he entered the kitchen. “Who said what I need right now is water?” He murmured as he left the unopened bottle on the Kitchen Island and went to stand in front of Bradley. “It’s been a long day. I need one of those hugs that turn into sex.” He murmured sexily as he leaned in to drop kisses along Bradley’s neck.

“Water is life.” Bradley moaned as his now empty bottle slipped from his fingers to the floor.

“Still not my priority at this time,” Jean murmured against Bradley’s neck. “So this is how it’s going to go.” He licked at the pulse he found on Bradley’s neck. “We’re going to…”

“Jean, I think we both need to get some sleep.” Bradley moaned, loving the feel of Jean’s tongue on his neck. “Especially, you.”

“What happened to the marathon I was promised?” Jean husked as he scattered kisses along Bradley’s neck.

“Fuck…” Bradley moaned, feeling himself get hard. “Can’t I change my mind?” He cursed his traitorous cock silently. Couldn’t that thing tell when it wasn’t supposed to get hard?

“Not after all those promises.” Jean chuckled. “You promised before we left home and again before we came back. My cock will not accept…hey…” He trailed off when Bradley dropped to his knees before him and began to attack his zipper.

“How about I suck you off, give you the needed relief to enable you to sleep better?” Bradley muttered as he pulled out Jean’s stiff member.

“Oh fuck…” Jean moaned when he felt Bradley’s cold mouth close around his leaking head. Despite the coolness, that mouth still felt so good Jean thrust deep. Bradley gagged. “Bradley?” Jean gasped, immediately withdrawing from Bradley’s mouth. “Come here.” He muttered as he drew Bradley to his feet.

“Why?” Bradley panted, his eyes watery from gagging on Jean. “Don’t you like it?”

“What’s wrong?” Jean asked softly, looking intently into Bradley’s eyes.

“What makes you think something is wrong?”

“You just gagged on my cock.” Jean pointed out quietly. “That’s never happened before no matter how deep I go. You’re not yourself. Tell me what’s wrong, Brad.”

“There’s nothing wrong,” Bradley murmured, his eyes falling to Jean’s chest. “I just…” He shook his head.

“What did my mother say to you?” Jean persisted.

Bradley’s lifted his eyes to look into Jean’s. “Whatever your mother said to me has given me some hope and joy within that I’ve never felt in my entire life. So leave your mother out of this.” He rasped. “I meant it when I said I love her.”

Jean saw the sheer emotion in Bradley’s eyes and knew the soldier couldn’t be more serious. It was obvious that something was bothering Bradley but it was also noticeable that he wasn’t ready to talk about whatever it was. Jean nodded his understanding and reached for Bradley’s hand.

“Come with me.”

Jean led Bradley out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and into his room. In his room, he reached for one of the keys hanging on the hook by this door and then headed for the playroom, still holding firmly onto Bradley’s hand.

“Jean…”

“Shut up.”

The vibe that Jean was getting from Bradley was not what he was used to getting from the soldier. He sensed some fear and anxiety from Bradley which he didn’t like at all. Since the man wasn’t ready to talk, Jean wanted to take care of him the best way he knew how…give the man some pleasure.

After switching on the low light and air-conditioner in the room, Jean began to unbutton Bradley’s shirt. Bradley neither helped nor said a word as Jean stripped him. When Jean was done, he stripped out of his own clothes and led Bradley to the en-suite bathroom and then into the shower.

“I need to take a piss,” Bradley muttered just as Jean was about to turn on the shower. “I’ll be right back.” He turned to leave but Jean pulled him back to him so that their lips and cocks brushed against each other’s. “Jean seriously…”

“Go ahead,” Jean murmured against Bradley’s lips as he reached out and turned on the shower. “Do it.” With that soft command, Jean began to kiss Bradley softly.

Bradley whimpered into the kiss as his entire body went taut with excitement at what Jean had asked him to do. That was kinky as fuck, Bradley couldn’t help but think as excitement unfurled deep in his gut and then spiraled lower to his cock. For a moment, he was shocked that Jean could be okay with what he’d demanded. But hey…that was Jean, Bradley thought as he began to return Jean’s kiss with a fierceness that hadn’t been there before.

“Let go, baby.” Jean paused long enough to whisper against Bradley’s lips. Then he went right back to kissing him, his hand caressing the soldier’s arse the whole time.

When Bradley finally succumbed to that urgent and sweet release, he felt the tension ease from his body along with that warm liquid. Having Jean’s lips on his at the same time made the act so liberating, naughty, and good Bradley felt light-headed. He loved that Jean never stopped kissing him throughout his release.

“Fuck.’ Bradley gasped when he tore his mouth away from Jean’s to take in a deep breath after he was done. “Oh my god…” He panted, drawing a breathless chuckle from Jean. “Didn’t know you were into golden showers.”

“I’m not,” Jean responded as he grabbed a bar of soap. “But then with you, I do things that ideally I wouldn’t with any other person. Turn around.”

Still out of breath, Bradley turned and allowed Jean to give him a bath. When Jean was done with Bradley, he bathed himself whilst Bradley got under the shower to rinse off. Back in the room, Jean gestured for Bradley to get on the bed as he pulled on a pair of jeans. Then he grabbed a bottle of syrup from the glass cabinet in the room.

“Have I told you how much I love syrup?” Jean asked as he placed the bottle beside Bradley on the bed.

“I know you like anything sweet,” Bradley murmured as his eyes followed Jean who had gone back to the cabinet. He looked as if he was contemplating something. “What are you looking for?”

“How about you mind your own damn business?” Jean gave a mock growl as he grabbed a blindfold and some adjustable silk restraints.

He didn’t immediately use them when he got back to the bed, however. He placed the items beside the syrup and then leaned down to plant a quick kiss on Bradley’s lips.

“I want you to relax, forget about everything, and just feel,” Jean said softly. “Can you do that for me?”

Bradley looked uncertain for a moment but he nodded. “Yes.” He whispered. “But I…”

“Shhhh…” Jean shushed Bradley into being quiet. “I know you’re not a fan of lying back and receiving but I’m asking you to give me that. Give me control. Allow me to give you pleasure because it’s going to give me much pleasure doing that.”