[M] Strip Away My Conscience [past]

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Jackson Dyer
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Sat Feb 10, 2018 12:02 am

It wasn’t long before Jackson noticed a sliver of light coming from the slightly open door and a shadow in the room, along with a faint aroma of soap. Without slowing the hurried movement of his wrist, he smiled, his white teeth gleaming in the darkness. As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, Jackson watched Dove sink onto the bed and fold over his legs, placing his head next to his groin, mouth hinging open.

It was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.

He’d never met a man so willing to have his own dignity stripped away for pleasure, and it fascinated him. While Jackson himself enjoyed some light submission to his more dominant lovers, it was nothing like the denigration that Dove craved.

“Whore,” Jackson cooed, his tone incongruous with the ugliness of the word. “Look at how hard you are for me.”

Shifting on the bed, so that he could grasp the back of Dove’s head, he guided the man’s lips over his cock, inserting himself in his mouth. As soon as his cock was enveloped in warmth and wetness, Jackson let out a strained grunt, instantly ejaculating down Dove’s throat, his whole body shuddering.

Breathing heavily, he threw himself against the mattress with a euphoric sigh.

“Sleep here with me tonight, darling?”
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Sat Feb 10, 2018 4:54 am

Whore. How did Jackson manage to make that word sound like praise? Dove didn't really care about the minutia behind all of Jackson's fucked up behaviors. All that really mattered to Dove was how they both could benefit from their arrangement. So long as the only one hurt in the process was Dove, then Dove didn't have anything to worry about.

He moaned at Jackson's hand in his hair. It was the last coherent sound he could make before Jackson put his mouth to work, not that Dove minded one bit. As much as Dove would have loved to be contrarian, he was so hard that he was in pain. Dove thrust against Jackson's legs, but it was no use. There wasn't enough friction for the thrusts to accomplish anything.

Oh, fuck you, Dove thought as Jackson came. Selfish bastard. He pulled back, choking at first before he could swallow. He wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand and shot Jackson a frustrated look he hoped Jackson could see in the dark.

Dove crawled up Jackson's body until they were eye to eye. He hovered above, no less annoyed.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"
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Jackson Dyer
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Sat Feb 10, 2018 3:31 pm

What a lovely way to end the night, drifting off to sleep with Dove curled up in his arms, his saliva still drying on Jackson’s cock. It was obvious from Dove’s breathing that he wasn’t happy, however, his eyebrow, pointed like an upside-down “v,” visible even in the darkness. Lifting a hand to Dove’s cheek as his face hovered overhead, Jackson snickered. His smile was smug and contemptuous.

“And where did you get this ridiculous notion that there is any equality in this arrangement?”

Jackson was torn. As much as he wanted to teach Dove a lesson, he genuinely enjoyed pleasuring his friend. Dove was a very grateful bed-partner, moaning, squirming, and coming unglued, with every little touch. All of this fed Jackson’s needy ego until it was engorged. He let out a resigned sigh.

“Fine.”


With his hands wrapped around Dove’s torso, Jackson flipped him over, and crawled between his legs. One hand fondled Dove’s ballsack while the other held his shaft, lowering his lips to the tip of his cock, taking no more than just the head. If he wanted more, Dove would have to take it.
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Sat Feb 10, 2018 5:44 pm

Dove narrowed his eyes. The worst part was that Jackson was right, they hadn't agreed to any sort of quid pro quo for their contract. The entire point was that Dove would be Jackson's slave, and that by definition meant he would always get the short end of the stick. Jackson could throw him out of the room and Dove's only recourse would be to have a tantrum.

"Thank you," Dove breathed as Jackson manhandled him onto his back.

Of course, even while being generous Jackson had to be a dick. Why do I find you attractive? Dove wanted to ask, but before he could even form the words Jackson's hands and mouth robbed him of any coherency.

Dove raised his hips, desperate for more of the wet heat of Jackson's mouth. It seemed that Jackson wanted him to work for it. With a frustrated groan, Dove laced his fingers through Jackson's hair and pushed his head down.

"Don't be a fucking tease," said Dove. "You smug, self-absorbed son of a bitch."
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Jackson Dyer
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Sun Feb 11, 2018 8:16 pm

Jackson much preferred being hated over being love. In his experience, love faded quickly, like the fragile petals of an exotic breed of orchid. But hate was like a fire, raging until someone extinguished it. Hate was like a drug, and tonight, Jackson was getting his fix. When his head was forced down, Jackson’s gag reflex kicked in, and he coughed and sputtered on Dove’s cock until it subsided. Bitch, he smiled to himself. Jackson simply loved ruffling Dove’s perfect English feathers. Why was he so hot when he was angry?

Right. The man needed to be pleasured. Gripping both of Dove’s thighs with his fingertips, Jackson suddenly sucked hard and fast on Dove’s cock, eager to hear the other man’s husky moans. Although Jackson was prostrated before him, worshipping his cock with his tongue, he still felt as if he held all the power over Dove, which was a rush. As he sucked, he slipped a finger into his mouth, wetting it thoroughly, then dipped it into Dove’s ass, hooking it slightly, rubbing it against his prostrate, hoping to give him the fellatio of his life.

Jackson didn’t want to be Dove’s lover, after all. He wanted to be Dove’s master.
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Mon Feb 12, 2018 12:23 am

There was a sadistic satisfaction in hearing Jackson choke. Had the men in Dove's past felt the same heady mixture of power and shame when he'd made noises like that? None of them had ever had to deal with someone like Jackson. They couldn't have experienced the same sense of karmic justice.

Dove tightened his grip in Jackson's hair, but the gesture didn't give him the same power it had before. It was more like a desperate scramble for solid ground, now. Something for Dove to cling onto while Jackson ravished him and Dove had no choice but to throw his head back and let it happen.

He tried to fuck into Jackson's mouth, but it was no use. He wasn't the one doing the fucking anymore. Jackson's finger against the spot inside him had Dove writhing against the mattress. Dove let out a plea and he wasn't sure there were actual words in there (please, more, take me apart) or if it was nothing but a mess of garbled moans and pathetic mewls.

Dove squeezed his eyes shut and his mouth opened to form a silent O. All the sound had left him. His body stilled for a few seconds of total bliss. He came in a flood that left him reeling. Dove twisted on the mattress like someone in a fever, panting and sweat slick. Nothing made sense anymore.

Clumsily, Dove reached out to touch any part of Jackson he could find.
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Jackson Dyer
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Sun Feb 18, 2018 1:49 am

Now that was how you gave a blow job. After Jackson swallowed with a loud gulp, he withdrew from Dove’s cock, beaming with pride at the seizure of pleasure he gave his friend, and what a show it was. If he weren't so flaccid from his earlier expenditure, the sight of Dove writhing uncontrollably would have given him an instant boner. With Dove’s hands fluttering out for him, Jackson pulled himself up next to the Englishman, pink-cheeked, wet-lipped, and full of himself as usual. Most of the time, Jackson wasn’t up for post-coital chit chat, preferring to either smoke by himself somewhere, or turn over and fall asleep, but tonight, the businessman felt surprisingly affectionate. His body was practically buzzing with anticipation at the notion of having Dove around the mansion for the next few months. Perhaps he’d been lonelier than he thought.

Sliding his hands through Dove’s thick brown hair, Jackson chuckled.

“I don’t do that for just anyone, you know.”
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Sun Feb 18, 2018 5:12 am

Reality returned to Dove piece by piece, until he could finally keep his eyes open and let his gaze rest on Jackson's face. He loved the way Jackson's mouth looked, red and faintly swollen from misuse. Dove hummed in pleasure at the sight of him, and he had to fight back the urge to kiss that filthy mouth.

He let his hand rest against Jackson's back. Funny how he could find comfort in the familiar gesture, even if Jackson wasn't in any way shape or form what Dove would call comforting. The disconnect wasn't lost on him, but Dove was too hazy to dissect his own fucked up mental state.

"Oh, so I should be honored," Dove said with a chuckle. "The great Jackson Dyer deigned to suck my cock. Someone tell the papers."
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Jackson Dyer
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Mon Feb 19, 2018 3:24 pm

Jackson bit back a chuckle. The great Jackson Dyer. That had a nice ring to it, didn't it? Jackson liked the way that Dove was looking at him. If he wasn’t mistaken, there seemed to be genuine affection in his eyes, and affection was sorely missing in his life. Of course, Jackson didn’t make it easy for people to love him, and he knew it.

“Let’s not forget what our agreement is. You must have signed up for this for a reason. And I don’t mean the railroad work.”

Wrapping his arms around Dove, he pulled him closer, nuzzling into his neck. A pale, pink hand wandered down the other man’s chest, sliding along his abdomen, then lower to his cock, which he gave a playful tug.“I’m sure you wouldn’t let just any old ruffian use this.”

Jackson arched a brow, a hint of acrimony in his gaze. "Or maybe you enjoy being a 'soiled Dove of the West'."

He smiled broadly, beaming at his own pun.
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Mon Feb 19, 2018 4:24 pm

Honestly, Dove had been so caught up in the whole perverse charade that he hadn't given the railroad work a second's thought. He usually obsessed over his various projects as he worked on them, to the point Dove would forget to eat or sleep as he tirelessly combed over designs in his workshop. His sudden apathy surprised even himself. For the first time in perhaps his entire life, Dove wasn't sure how useful he would be on an engineering project.

The thought like so many others became background noise as Jackson touched his body. When Jackson squeezed his too sensitive cock, Dove let out a hiss and rested a hand on Jackson's arm in a silent plea for Jackson to show some restraint.

"Ha," Dove said, though the sound was too devoid of real emotion to be a laugh. He couldn't meet Jackson's eyes. Dove did love to be soiled, as he'd put it. The frightening part was, Dove had yet to find a limit on what he'd allow others to do to him. Jackson assuming he had any standards was the only part where he might have been wrong.

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