My Desirable Prison

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A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. They are all appreciated. I’m not sure about anything sexual in this chapter but it’s a definite possibility. I just updated Chapter 4 today so I’m starting this one right away. Hope you like this one and remember…reviewing does the body good. Lol. And now…Chapter 5….

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Chapter 4 of \'My Desirable Prison\' is bloody magnificent. It really
is scrumptious. I love the \"playing\" between the two of them. It
is really quite yummy. I look forward to reading more. If you
would be so kind as to continue e-mailing me when you update I
will \'worship you like a God.\' Hm, I can\'t remember what movie that
quote is from. Well done on Chapter 4. Keep up the good work


Okay now here’s chapter 5

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CHAPTER 5
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It’s been two weeks of pure torture, okay maybe that’s a bit much but let’s just say that the past two weeks could have been better. Since his first night Jesse has not felt himself. He’d been moody, angry, frustrated and not overly friendly. The only people that didn’t feel his wrath were Elsie, the maid, and Sylvia.


He had fast become friends with the women and they were the only ones that he didn’t snap at and actually spoke to in friendly tones. Everyone else, except the staff, had felt the brunt of his death glare and icy words. Daniel had quickly learned to stay out of Jesse’s way unless he wanted to hear in very descriptive detail on how his mother made him. And Aidan….well he had been avoiding Jesse even before his foul mood started. Some of the less intelligent people would say that Jesse’s bad mood was the result of Aidan avoiding him like the Bubonic Plague.


Jesse, of course, would deny any such claim. He really didn’t care that he had hardly seen Aidan since their “encounter” in front of his bedroom door and when he did see him all he would get was a nod and a polite version of his name. Not that this fazed Jesse at all, nooo… Jesse was perfectly fine. He wasn’t replaying that moment over and over in his head, not at all. He wasn’t thinking that maybe he had misinterpreted Aidan’s words and that his aggressiveness had turned the other man off.


Truth be told, he was glad that Aidan had left. It would have been a mistake if he had slipped his tongue into the man’s hot mouth, seeing if it tasted as sweet as it looked. No he didn’t want that at all. He certainly hadn’t wanted free the trapped erection he had felt pressed against him from its confines. Nope, he was happy how things had ended. He would have been happier if his dick would stay down but that hadn’t been the case. Since that night he had been sporting a hard on that just wouldn’t quit, no matter how many times he had jacked off.


Sighing, Jesse shifted in his seat at the new café just a few blocks away from Scott Industries, trying to make his new erection comfortable. Sometimes being a teenager really sucked. He groaned as the word ‘sucked’ echoed through his mind and a picture of sliding himself into the wet, hotness of Aidan’s mouth popped into his thoughts. This only made his erection worse and he was forced to pull out his secret weapon, an instant deflator of troublesome erections.


An image of Drake “The Snake” Chambers popped into his mind and yep, there went his erection. Although useful at times, the thought of Drake always left Jesse shuddering with rage, hatred, shame and most of all fear. *Relax Jesse, Drake is nowhere near here.* Sighing once more and forcing himself he let his thoughts drift towards his past week. On Monday, four days ago, he had started his job of running petty errands for Daniel and Aidan. So far he’d been working mostly for Daniel and absolutely nothing directly for Aidan. Daniel had taken great pleasure in making Jesse’s workday feel like prison should be easier and Jesse had taken great pleasure in adding a dollop of his spit in the man’s coffee.


The only great things about the job were the fact that the pay was decent and he finally got the chance to see Aidan. Not that seeing Aidan was important but it was nice to see a friendly face, sort of friendly anyway. He had hoped that by working for Aidan it would have given them a chance to get to know each other better but that wasn’t the way it had worked out. On his first day, Aidan had treated him like he didn’t know him more than he knew a homeless person. Honestly, Jesse shouldn’t have been surprised but he had been and more than a little hurt, for reasons he didn’t care to look at closely.


Sipping his coffee distractedly, Jesse was surprised to see the chair across from him being pulled out and sat upon by none other than the man who had a part of his thoughts for the last couple of weeks. Trying not to choke on his coffee or show his delight at seeing Aidan, Jesse just looked at the man before him. He had to admit. Aidan looked fucking sexy.


Instead of being pulled back in its customary leather binding, Aidan’s hair fell freely to his shoulders. He looked sharp and every bit the ruthless businessman Jesse had learned he was. His tailored suit clung to his body lovingly, highlighting all the strengths and assets of his beautiful body. Letting his eyes travel back to meet Aidan’s eyes, he noticed the man’s knowing smirk and felt his cheeks flush.

“Well?” Aidan questioned.

“Well what?” Jesse tilted his head to the side in confusion.

“Aren’t you going to say hi?” He signaled to the waiter, who was hovering in the background with an eager expression on his face, that he wanted to order. After the man bustled away to do Aidan’s bidding, Jesse fixed him with an annoyed look.

“You’re the one that took it upon yourself to sit here. You should be the one who has to greet me.” Jesse said his annoyance clear in his voice. His time to think and unwind was being interrupted by the person who caused his mind to be in a state of chaos in the first place.

“You’re right. Hello Jesse. How are you on this fine afternoon?” There’s that smirk again.

“Hi and you don’t have to be sarcastic.” If Aidan didn’t know better, he would say that Jesse was pouting.

“I’m sorry if I sound as if I was being sarcastic but I would actually like to know how you’ve been.” He sounded sincere enough.

“I’ve been in a fucking horrible mood but you wouldn’t know that since you’ve been avoiding me like I’m a contagious disease just waiting to my teeth into you.” That came out a bit more petulantly than he had intended.

“Oh that. I apologize. I was being an impolite host. Forgive me but it was not my intention.”

“Come off the bullshit Aidan. We both know that it *was* your intention and we both know why you were doing it too.”

“Do we now?”

“Yes we do. It’s because of that night outside my room.” Jesse accused Aidan, his eyes narrowing in annoyance as Aidan began to chuckle.

“What’s so fucking funny? Am I wrong?”

Sobering up long enough to answer, Aidan replied, “No, you’re right. I am avoiding you because of that night. And nothing’s funny. I apologize for finding humor where there was none.” Before Jesse could reply, the waiter came back with Aidan’s order. Giving a small smile to the waiter’s drooling face before thanking him in a way that clearly said that he was dismissed. Jesse smirked at the envious look that was thrown his way before the man retreated with his tail between his legs.

“So is that all you’re going to say?” Jesse questioned.

“Yes. What else would you like me to say?” Aidan asked, his confusion clearly written across his face.
“I don’t know. How about…”I know I’ve been wrongfully avoiding you Jesse and I’m really sorry about that. The reason I’ve been avoiding you is….I think you can handle the rest on your own.” Another sip of his coffee and Jesse leaned back in his seat with an ‘I’m waiting” expression on his face.

“Okay, I suppose I owe you that much.” He said, ignoring Jesse’s snort. “That night….it shouldn’t have happened. I can’t explain *why* it did happen but all I know is that it can’t happen again. I’m sorry to say it Jesse but it was a mistake.”

Jesse couldn’t help looking at Aidan incredulously. //Did he just say what I think he did?// Jesse couldn’t believe his ears. “Wait hold on! Are you fucking serious or just out of your mind?”


“I assure you that I’m not out of my mind and not fucking serious, just serious. Oh and would you mind lowering your voice when you choose to curse, which seems to be every other word?”


Giving the people who were looking at them his infamous death glare, Jesse lowered his voice. “You can’t possibly be serious. There is no way that you are.”


“Why can’t I be serious? Because I’m certain that I am indeed very serious.”


“You can’t be serious because people only say that when they fucked each other and regret it.” Jesse said, lowering his voice even more.


“What’s your point?” Aidan was careful to keep his expression blank. Carefully masking the fact that Jesse mentioning people fucking was make his pants awfully tight. And it was way too much fun goading the ‘kid’ into a rage.


“What’s my point? What’s my fucking point?! We haven’t fucked, screwed, humped, sucked each other off or anything that would merit what you said! Hell, we haven’t even kissed yet!” He miraculously kept his voice to a heated whisper.


“Oh now I see your point. We haven’t kissed and we never will.” Aidan said mildly.


“Oh I don’t know about that Aidan. In my experience whenever you say you will never do something, you actually end up doing it anyway. Besides, what’s wrong with us kissing? Afraid you might like it?” Jesse teased.


“No, I know I would like it. More than like it, crave it. Desire it every waking moment. Become addicted to it. That is where the problem lies.” Aidan said seriously, sipping his coffee slowly, savoring the taste or just trying not to get burned.


Shivering at Aidan’s words, Jesse to focus on the conversation and not on the thoughts that had a lot of nakedness in it. “I don’t see anything wrong with that. Why would that be a bad thing? I’d love to become addicted to the taste of you Aidan.” His voice had taken on a husky quality during the last minute, betraying his arousal.


“Fuck Jesse. You can’t say stuff like that. Listen, God knows that I would love to do everything with you. You’re fucking gorgeous and when I see you – I can’t think straight. All I can think about is touching you, tasting you. It’s all I’ve been thinking about for the last few weeks. That’s why I’ve been avoiding you.” His voice was ragged, hoarse and husky all at the same time. There was no doubt that he was being honest.


“I only say what I mean. You can taste me, touch me, and do anything that you want to me. That’s what I want too. I stay awake late at night thinking of you, running my hands down my body, imagining and wishing it was you. We can do anything. I want everything Aidan.” He was pleading, something that he normally didn’t do but he didn’t care at the moment. If pleading is what it takes to have hot, raunchy sex with the beautiful man before him then he would do it again and again in a heartbeat.


He watched as Aidan fought some type of internal battle and Jesse couldn’t help but pray that the winning side included him naked and some type of kinky sex. Aidan closed his eyes and breathed out in a whoosh. Jesse could practically hear him say “Breathe in, breathe out” in his head.


From the look Aidan gave him when he opened his eyes, Jesse released a sigh of frustration. He hadn’t been a part of the winning side. Rolling his eyes, Jesse listened to the bullshit that was spewing from Aidan’s mouth.


“Jesse I’m sorry. It just wouldn’t work. There are too many variables to consider. We’d just be bad for each other. It’d be just about the sex between us and –”


“Spare me, okay? You don’t want to have sex with me fine! It would have been disappointing anyway. I don’t know what these ‘variables’ that you speak of are but you can shove them up your ass. Maybe your variables will be a satisfying partner. Pay the fucking bill.” Jesse said, picking up his messenger bag, heading in the direction of Scott industries. Even Daniel’s endless meaningless tasks were better than listening to Aidan deny and fight the attraction between them. He was so caught in his thoughts, he didn’t see a man looking at him with far more interest than the average stranger gives to another person.


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Back at work…..


Jesse sat at his reception desk on the twenty-second floor of Scott Industries. He’d been on the phone for the past twenty minutes explaining to a client why she’d have to wait a month before she would be able to get an appointment with Daniel but not Aidan. She wanted to personally offer her thoughts on what improvement could be made on the Scott’s luxury cruise that she took. Jesse knew very well that Daniel would not waste time to talk to her and that he would not tell Aidan because he knew that Aidan would want to meet with the woman. Jesse could almost here Daniel say “Phff! These little people always want to talk and give suggestions. Who do they think they are?”


After finally hanging up, Jesse glanced toward the elevator doors as they pinged open. He averted his glance as Aidan stepped through the doors and he heard the man’s footsteps head towards him. He heard a slight hesitation just a few feet in front of him before the sound of footsteps got farther and farther away. Fighting the sting of rejection, Jesse went back to work. Answering the phones and doing Daniel’s bidding was always a distraction if not always welcome.


It wasn’t until two hours did Jesse realized that he’d been working non-stop and his eyes were beginning to hurt. Stretching and cracking his neck, Jesse relaxed. He scowled at the insistent beeping of the intercom as if that alone would make it stop.

“Yea, what do you want?” He said into the intercom after pressing the appropriate button.


“Into my office now.” Aidan commanded in a voice that said “Respect my authority”.


“I’m kind of busy right now -- ” Jesse had issues when it came to respecting authority.


“Into my office Jesse. Now.” The intercom started to beep again, signaling that Jesse was the only one on the line. //Fucker// , Jesse thought as he dragged his feet toward the end of the hall where Aidan had his corner office with a view.


Without knocking, Jesse stalked into the office as if it were his own. Aidan had called so he was definitely expected. Walking casually and ignoring Aidan’s raised eyebrow, Jesse plopped himself down in one of the leather chairs in front of Aidan’s wide oak desk.


“You called Master? What can I do for you Sir?” The sarcasm was overwhelmingly thick.


“This new respectful manner of yours is turning me on. Keep talking that way and I might have you over this table in no time.” Aidan’s smirk was bordering on predatory.


“Stop playing around. What do you want?”


“Who said that I was playing and why are you so far away? Come closer.” He bid.


Getting up with an aggravated sigh, Jesse trudged closer to Aidan and sat on the corner of the desk. The humor of the situation was not lost on him. He looked like a secretary who sat on her boss’ desk to seduce him by crossing and uncrossing his legs. Giving in to temptation, Jesse crossed his legs. The action did not go unnoticed by Aidan, judging by the small smile he gave Jesse.


“I’m not in the mood for this Aidan. Now, I’ll ask you for the last fucking time and for fuck’s sake, give me a straight answer!” The annoyance in Jesse’s voice had escalated.


Rising from his seat, Aidan slowly brought his lips closer to Jesse’s, his intent clear. He was giving Jesse enough time to pull away, not that Jesse had any intention of doing that. Hell, he wasn’t crazy! The first press of their lips was chaste, a mere ghosting of skin across skin. It could hardly be called kiss. Even so, it was more than enough for Jesse. He was more turned on by that alone than getting a blow job from one of the other guys and that was saying a lot.


The second time was better though, way better. It was hunger personified. It was firmer, deeper, and with a touch of roughness that sent each man’s pulse pounding. Aidan slipped his tongue between Jesse’s coffee lips, just tasting him. Jesse moaned while he pulled Aidan closer to him, fitting the man’s body between his legs and effectively pressing their cocks together. Not one to be shown up, Jesse let his tongue come out to play. He dipped, dived, touched and retreated in a teasing manner that showed Aidan just how talented his tongue was. The kiss was an erotic dance for dominance. One where the only result could be explosive pleasure.


“Fuck.” The strangled word escaped Jesse’s lips when Aidan finally let him go, to trail kisses down his neck. He alternated between sucking, kissing and biting hard enough to leave marks. Jesse was his (for the time being) and he was making sure everyone knew it.


Unbuttoning his shirt, Aidan stepped back to take in the beauty that he was about to devour. Beautiful, toned skin with a fit, sexy body sat before him at his mercy. He felt his cock twitch at the site of Jesse’s flushed face and half-lidded eyes. His panting was turning him on more than any other person and the little moans that escaped Jesse when he was sucking on his neck had almost made him come in his pants. Something he hadn’t done since he was a teen.


“You’re so beautiful Jesse.” He ran his hands over the sculpted muscles of the younger boy’s arms, satisfied at the shivers he was causing to run up Jesse’s spine. Returning to what he started, Aidan pulled Jesse’s shirt fully off of him. Kissing his neck slowly, deliberately, the desire to consume Jesse abating slightly after the first kiss. He wanted to take his time but he knew that he’d have to wait until later.

“Jesse….do you want to suck my cock?” Aidan’s whispered words felt like ice on his heated skin, where Aidan was leaving love bites on his stomach.


“God yes!” Jesse is the first to admit that he loves the taste of cock but it would be heaven to taste Aidan.

Aidan had expected a different answer but that one worked for him too.

Shoving Aidan away from him and pushing off the desk, Jesse dropped to his knees. He hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped Aidan’s pants, dragging them to the CEO’s knees. Pulling Aidan’s dick out of his (silk) boxers, Jesse took the time to enjoy the sight before him. He was right; everything about Aidan was perfect.


He took his first tentative lick and moaned in pleasure. Fuck…just one taste was enough to make him come in his pants. He slipped the entire length of Aidan into his mouth, deep into his throat. He was never more thankful for not having a gag reflex than at that moment. At Aidan’s throaty moan, Jesse hummed in satisfaction. He started a slow rhythm. In and out, in and out.

“God, Jesse. You’re fucking incredible. Uh….yes….don’t…..stop…..Daniel!”


Jesse’s promptly stopped sucking on Aidan’s cock and all he could think was //What the FUCK?!!//

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END OF CHAPTER 5


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A/N: Yea I know the ending was a bit abrupt but if I didn\'t end it, I would have been going on and on. Um I hope you liked the chapter. I\'ll try to get started on the next one as soon as possible but I\'m crazy busy right now. Anyway, uh thanks for all the support so far, it\'s always appreciated. Please review and let me know what you think. If there\'s a certain way you want the story to go and I\'ll see what I can do. Thanks. Buh Bye!