My Desirable Prison

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Dannigurl: Thank you for the wonderful reviews. I think I’ve given everyone the wrong idea about Grandmother Scott. She’s the nicest old lady in the world. Really! She is! I wasn’t going to put her in this chapter but since people are expecting it I guess I have to.


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Chapter 4
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“This is hell. This is fucking hell because Heaven would never be this cruel and cold of a place.” Jesse said as he looked at the clothes hanging in closet in horror. Pastel colors and their brighter versions swam before his eyes in a sea of pure evil. There was not a sign of black anywhere. He didn’t even want to focus on the khaki Dockers pants that were lined on the other side of the closet. What the hell was he supposed to do with those? Surely not wear them!

It seemed like he had little choice. He couldn’t exactly wear the same clothes he had been wearing for the last few weeks. If he was being honest he really couldn’t or *shouldn’t* wear them again. In fact they need to be burned. That’d be the only way that his entire room wouldn’t be crawling with unwanted visitors by morning. Sighing, Jesse grabbed one of the pants and what appeared to be a lilac Polo t-shirt. Shuddering as the offensive clothing slid onto his body, Jesse glanced at the body length mirror in the room and tried not to gag.

He looked like one of those guys that were in those fucking girly magazines. He looked like someone had eaten too much lilac colored cotton candy and had vomited on him. Okay maybe it wasn’t that bad but it wasn’t that great either. Give him his black t-shirts and bondage pants any day. He had to admit though, the lilac did seem to go with his complexion, highlighting his eyes and…*What the fuck is wrong with you Jesse? Snap out of it. You don’t like lilac! Stop acting like a fucking girl!* He could hear his father’s voice clearly as if he was in the same room. //God I hate that fucking man. If I ever see his face again….//

“What’s taking you so long in there?” Aidan’s voice came through the door loudly. “Come on! I don’t have the entire night to wait for you.”


“Hold your fucking horses, I’m coming. If you laugh, I’ll eat your balls like boiled eggs for breakfast.” Jesse snapped as the opened the door and came out. He glared at Aidan, silently daring him to say shit to him so that he could make good on his threat. He stood still as Aidan’s eyes slid down his body and then up again. Trying to hide a shiver that ran along the same path that Aidan’s eyes just traveled, Jesse raised an eyebrow in question. It seemed that Aidan’s gaze was glued to a certain part of his anatomy.


“See something that you like Aidan?” Jesse said, his voice only slightly betraying his current feelings of lust.


“No. Let’s go.” Aidan said injecting just enough disgust into his tone to make Jesse believe that he hadn’t been eyeing his crotch. The boy didn’t know just how delectable he looked. Sure lilac or khaki wouldn’t have been his first choice for Jesse to wear but it did make him seem more presentable and just plain fuckable.


Aidan could just imagine Jesse clad in black leather pants, custom made ones, the softest ones money could buy. He could see the leather molded against his skin, clinging to his thighs like a needy lover. //God! Aidan get a grip. You’re not into that shit anymore. You don’t want to fuck him! You don’t want to bend him over your desk and slid your cock into the tightness of his ass…Oh God.//


“You okay?” Jesse asked from behind him, sounding closer than he would have liked.

“Yes, I’m fine. Why?”

“You were groaning just a few seconds ago…”

“Oh. Mexican food.” Aidan replied as if that should explain everything. He hadn’t even realized that he’d been making any sounds. That’s to show how far gone he was. Countless of his past relationships had ended because of his lack of emotion in bed. The women had complained about his inability to moan, groan, curse or gasp in pleasure. It wasn’t that he was unable to do those things, it was that his lovers had never inspired him to. Now it was a bit unsettling for him to groan in lust at *thoughts* about a *teenage boy*. Aidan had a feeling that before Jesse left the mansion for good a lot of things were going to change. He wasn’t sure that he liked the thought of change.

“Okay. This is my grandmother’s room. I’m going to lay out a few ground rules that it is imperative that you follow.” Aidan said, a hint of coldness in his voice that already had Jesse rippling with anger. What was it about this man that just got him horny one minute and then just fucking pissed the next? Sure he was only seventeen but he wasn’t stupid. He knew when someone was looking at him in a way that was more than platonic. He was young but not inexperienced. So why was Aidan looking at him like he wanted to lick him from head to toe, not missing an inch of his body, one minute and acting aloof the next? //Am I losing my touch? Or is he just fucking with me?// What kind of game was he playing at? Jesse had no answers to these questions and it was ticking him off. He didn’t like to be left in the dark and Aidan’s hot and cold act was doing nothing more than making him angry.


“First off, I’m your Big Brother.” Aidan said, the coldness still lingering in his voice.


“You’re my what?” Confusing tingeing Jesse’s voice.


“Big Brother. You know, when people like mentor people like you.” He continued in a tone that said that Jesse should know what he is talking about.


Nodding Jesse said sarcastically, “Right…You’re my Big Brother. A kind man who took the time out of his busy schedule to spend time with a poor guy like me. Now I get it.”


“Great. You are not to mention that you broke into the house tonight. You are not to upset her in any way. If you do you’ll be dealt with accordingly.” //Apparently sarcasm goes right over his head// Jesse thought. He heard the warning note in Aidan’s voice and decided to follow whatever Aidan said as closely as possible. No amount of lust could make forget that was a man to be reckoned with.

With Jesse’s nod, affirming that he understood what he had said, Aidan knocked briefly on the large oak door. Upon hearing a bid to enter, he pushed open the door and Jesse followed close behind. Behind Aidan’s towering frame, he could barely make out the form of a woman sitting on a settee positioned close to the balcony doors that were open to allow fresh air into the room. As Aidan moved further into the room, Jesse could see Daniel sitting in a chair opposite the elderly woman with a relieved expression on his face.

Aidan stepped toward the woman, who Jesse figured was Grams, giving her a hug and a peck on the cheek. It might have been the light or a figment of his imagination but Aidan seemed to have a softness in his eyes and facial expression that Jesse didn’t think was possible to grace his face when he kissed his grandmother.

Starting to feel uncomfortable with what seemed like a moment that he shouldn’t have seen, Jesse shifted from foot to foot, fighting the urge to clear his throat. Looking closer to the old woman, Jesse could see that she must have been a beautiful woman when she was younger. She had this fragile look about her. Her snow white hair cascading softly down her shoulders and her slender form just intensified that fragile look. However, it was her eyes that showed she wasn’t as fragile as she appeared. There seemed to be a hidden strength in them, alight with determination and an iron will. Just like her grandson. Only that he had a sexiness with it that made you want to strip him down and lick him like a lollipop.


“And who is that young man trying to become a part of the wall?” Granny Scott asked.


“Oh, that’s Jesse. He’s going to be staying with us for a while.” Aidan said in the most indifferent tone he could muster.


“Why?” She questioned, her tone clearly indicating that she was fast becoming suspicious.


“I’m his new Big Brother.”


“Bullshit. Why’s he really here?” Her suspicion increasing by the minute.


“No honestly Grandmother…”


“Aidan, Aidan, Aidan. You insult me. I’m not so old that I don’t recognize the signs of your lying. You still have the same tell after all these years. So how about you cut the shit and tell me what the boy’s doing here before you have to lie more to your poor old grandmother, hmn?”

Smirking, Jesse looked on as what looked like a blush graced Aidan’s cheeks. //Well what do you know? The boy is a sucker for his grandmother.// He almost couldn’t hold back the bark of laughter that tried escaped him. There was just something totally hilarious about a grown man being ordered around by his sharp-tongued grandmother. Jesse couldn’t help but notice that Daniel was trying to get Aidan’s attention, which was proving difficult since the other man’s back was to him. //Hmn, wonder why he’s trying so hard?//

“Honest, Grandmother. His name is Jesse Winthrop and he’s 17 years old. He’s been homeless for about three years now and his parents are dead. His father was brutally murdered by a serial killer. They still haven’t found all his limbs to this day. His mother…well she was more fortunate. She died in her sleep shortly after her husband’s murder, all very tragic as you can imagine. Since then his life has been less that savory and I just wanted to do right by him and take him under my wing. It’s not like I can’t afford it. That’s all there is to it, Grandmother.”

//I really really hate when people talk about me like I’m not in the room.//


“I’m really sorry my dear.” Grandmother Scott said to me. //Huh? Oh right. My parents…//


“Thank you Mrs. Scott. It’s been three years but the pain is fresh as if it happened just yesterday.” //Was that what I was supposed to say?//


“Oh don’t worry about it dear. Welcome to Scott Mansion. Don’t let my brute of a grandson spoil your stay with us. I get the feeling that he isn’t too upset about it and stop with the Mrs. Scott. Call me Sylvia, it makes me feel young.”


//There’s that blush again. It’s kinda sexy.//


“Thank you Mrs.-I mean Sylvia. And don’t worry about Aidan. He’s been absolutely great to me and I couldn’t ask for more. He has given me more than I deserve. You have a wonderful grandson.” Jesse said, surprised to find a bit of truth in what he said. He couldn’t exactly say that Aidan had been *unkind*, just distant.

“Yes he can be wonderful except for when he’s lying through his teeth.” Sylvia said, turning to look Aidan in the eye. “Boy, this is your last chance to tell me the truth! Why is Jesse really here?”


“I already told you, Grandmother.”


“I know what you told me and it isn’t the truth. If I weren’t so old I would slap you right now. Taking advantage of an old lady like that, it’s a shame. I thought I taught you better than that. I *know* exactly why Jesse’s here. He’s the person that tried to rob the house tonight!” She exclaimed, her voice strong despite her appearance of being physically weak.

“Shame on you for not telling me the truth. Seriously, I can’t believe you thought I wouldn’t find out. Thank goodness Daniel was kind enough to tell me about what’s going on.” At Aidan’s glare in Daniel’s direction, Sylvia continued, “Oh don’t look at him like that! If it wasn’t for him I would be left in the dark. To think that a woman won’t even know what’s going on in her own house! It’s outrageous and I’m hurt that you would lie to me. My own grandson…” She finished, her voice cracking a bit, hurt evident in her voice.

Jesse looked as her eyes appeared to mist and she seemed to really take the lies Aidan told her to heart. //God, he’s such a fucking bastard! Hurting her like that.// Jesse blinked as Aidan started clapping and smiling like it was Christmas. Confused, Jesse blinked some more as Daniel started applauding and Sylvia starting doing mock bows and blowing kisses to her audience.

“Excellent job Grandmother. I almost believed you this time. You’re getting better and better.” Aidan said with a genuine smile on his lips. It made him look younger and less like if he wanted to constantly behead someone.

“Am I missing something here?” Jesse asked, his confusion evident in his voice and a bit of something else. Something that he really didn’t want anyone else to notice.

“Ah, I should explain. Every once in a while Grandmother loves to act a certain way just to see if she could pull it off. What you just saw was her portrayal of a grandmother who has been hurt by her horrible grandson. And apparently she was able to do it very well cause you certainly fell for it.” Aidan said with a grin on his face.


Jesse smiled just cause he couldn’t help it. He didn’t know the man a full 24 hours but already he was looking forward to seeing every facial expression the man had. That disturbed him very much. He felt out of place. Like he didn’t belong, which was not weird when you thought about it. He wanted to leave Sylvia and Aidan and especially Daniel. //Maybe jail won’t be so bad. I’m pretty cute so I won’t really have to worry about protection….unless they decide to share.//

“Okay Aidan. Take Daniel for his walk so that Jesse and I can be better acquainted.” Sylvia said, her implication of Daniel being a dog not lost on any of the men in the room, much to the annoyance of Daniel.

“Sorry Grandmother, but I’m afraid that you and Jesse both need your rest. Perhaps tomorrow would be a better time for you and Jesse to talk. However, tonight is out of the question.” Aidan firmly stated.

Jesse breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could tell that he and Sylvia would get along well, he was more than a little scared of her. She had a knowing gaze, as if she could see every secret that he hid. Which definitely was not a good thing because he had a lot of secrets that needed to be kept. Secrets that would not help in his effort to get closer to one Aidan Scott.

Following closely behind Daniel and Aidan, Jesse bid Sylvia goodnight and headed through the door, down the hallway, twisting and turning several corners. He gave up trying to figure out where they were going but assumed that they were heading in the direction of his room. Looking around, he noticed the different pieces of artwork in various frames lining the walls. Some of them were of beautiful scenery while others were portraits of stern looking men and beautiful women.

Beginning to recognize the hallway he was in, Jesse stopped just in time to avoid bumping into Daniel’s back. If it were Aidan, he would have purposefully kept walking just to get an ‘accidental’ feel of Aidan’s tight looking ass. Unfortunately it was Aidan so he used his quick reflexes to move out of the way.

“Watch where you’re going boy!” Daniel snarled.

“Oh eat my shit, Daniel. I ain’t the boys you’re used to and I’m not going to put up with you dumbass attitude.” Jesse snarled just as Daniel did with just a bit more viciousness. He watched in satisfaction as the pasty-faced man’s mouth opened in a shocked gape. //Guess I just broke one of the rules. If this is the reaction I’m going to get every time I do then I’ll have to do it more often// Jesse thought. Just as Daniel was about to reply, Aidan intervened.

“That’s enough Jesse. I think you should apologize.” If it wasn’t for the amusement lurking in his eyes, Jesse might have thought that Aidan was being serious.

“I’d rather fuck a cow, than apologize to him. Besides what are you going to do? Spank me?” He loved taunting the other man. It was fast becoming a habit of his.

“Daniel, would you please meet me in the study please?” Aidan asked, his eyes never leaving Jesse’s. The amusement was still there but now there was something very close to lust lurking in their depths.

“But-” Daniel started, only to be interrupted.

“Now Daniel. I’ll be there shortly.” Aidan said, the look he was sending Jesse made the other man’s cock rise swiftly. The damn thing was eager to execute any and every order that Aidan wanted to issue.

At Daniel’s obvious reluctance to leave, Jesse couldn’t help the smirk that briefly touched his lips. With his eyes still firmly locked with Aidan’s, Jesse directed his words toward Daniel, unable to taunt the man again. “You heard the man. Scurry along and wait in the library. Make yourself comfortable. This might be…a while.”

“You should stop taunting him like that.” Aidan murmured as he stepped closer, after Daniel had left. “It’s not nice and it might get you in trouble.”

“No one has every accused me of being nice so I’m not exactly worried. I have nothing to lose and I embrace trouble.” Jesse took a step toward Aidan also, closing the gap between them to mere inches. He could feel the heat radiating off the older man’s body and he liked it. A lot.

“If you get into enough trouble, someone will have to teach you a lesson and spanking might just do the trick.” His warm breath flutter over Jesse’s face, sending shivers down his body. Damn this man was sexy! If it were anyone else talking about spanking someone, Jesse would have found it comical and stupid. There wasn’t anything comical or stupid about the twitching in Jesse’s well-tailored pants.

“Are you volunteering to be that person?” The tip-toeing that they were doing would have been annoying with anyone else but with Aidan it just built excitement and anticipation.

“Depends. I’m not into hurting people. I’d only do it if you like my hands slapping against your ass. Would you like that Jesse?” Another step until they’re bodies were pressed firmly against each other’s.

Jesse could think of another part of Aidan’s that he would like slapping against his ass but hands would do just fine. “I’d like having you hands anywhere on my body, especially smacking me on the ass.”


“How bad do you want it Jesse?” Aidan’s breath whispered hotly against his face.


“Desperately.” Licking his lips, Jesse tilted his head at the perfect angle, leaning toward the taller man as he shut his eyes.


“That’s nice. Have a goodnight Jesse.” The words didn’t register in Jesse’s muddled brain until his eyes snapped open in time to see Aidan’s form disappear around the corner.


“Fuck.” Was all Jesse could say before heading to bed and working off some of his frustration at being played and being left hard and unsatisfied.

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END OF CHAPTER 4


A/N: Hmn this chapter is a bit longer that I expected it to be but it doesn’t matter. Um I know I said that there would be some “play” between Jesse and Aidan but I couldn’t do it. I started to write it but it felt rushed to me. It’s too soon for them to be doing anything remotely sexual so yea. Sorry if I disappointed anyone. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks a lot.