Jack's Sweets [Rescue for Hire 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Page 3

  As they drove over to the boss’s house Jack too was thinking over how potentially life changing meeting the man in the back seat could be.

  Jack had been hired by Cade Miller a little over six years ago when the boss had decided to start a Rescue for Hire Company. He had hired Jack for his skills as a field medic that four years in the Army had developed. The Army had also given him an education in the use of weapons. When he had gotten home from the service, he went back to school and became a certified paramedic. While he was at it, he became certified in rock climbing, and water and snow rescue. Since Cade had hired him, he had developed these skills and more to extreme levels.

  Jack was Cade’s right hand man and best friend. Lately his responsibilities had grown as Cade was busy taking care of his partner, Bret. Bret had been one of the victims they had rescued when the local river had flooded last year.

  He would never forget the moment when his boss brought Bret off of the rescue vehicle to Jack’s first aid station. He knew as he checked the very small, cold, and wet man for injuries, one wrong move would have his boss swiping at him like a bear that Bret now lovingly called him. Jack had looked his boss in the eye that day and saw that somehow Cade had known that this man he had just met was his forever.

  After witnessing that moment, Jack wanted that to happen to him. He wanted to meet his one and only. Like the boss, if Jack ever found that person, he would hold them close and love them forever.

  Now Jack knew what the Cade had felt. He truly believed the man in his back seat was his forever. Like Cade, nothing was going to stop him from holding Brian close.

  They drove down a long wooded driveway and pulled up in front of a beautiful log house. Stopping the truck, Jack got out, opened Brian’s door, and proceeded to carry him up the wooded porch steps. Before they reached the door, it opened to reveal a fierce-looking, dark-haired man who was even bigger than his Jack.

  “You must be Brian. I’m Cade Miller, Jack’s boss. I would shake your hand but I think that will have to wait for another time. Welcome to my home.” Brian could tell Jack’s boss was really trying to put him at ease.

  “Thank you, Mr. Miller. I appreciate you letting me accompany Jack while he is working.”

  “Please, call me Cade. Jack is my best friend and I hope we can become friends, too,” Cade insisted.

  A short, thin blond man pushed at Cade’s arm from behind, getting everyone’s attention. “Man, Jack. He is even sweeter than you described. Bear, move and let him in. Jack, you can put him on the sofa. I have all the paperwork and stuff ready for you on Bear’s desk. I’ll stay with Brian and we can discuss why you two think you need to get your own way all the time. Don’t worry about anything. I’ll take good care of him. If we need you, you’re only in the next room.”

  Cade turned and grabbed the man up into his arms so they were face-to-face and kissed him. Then he said, “Don’t push, baby. I have work to do and we have guests.” Moving them both out of the doorway, Cade gently carried the now red-faced man over to the couch. It was then Brian saw that the man had a brace on one knee and was carrying a cane. Setting him down on one end of the couch, Cade gave the man a deep, dominating kiss. When they broke apart, Cade straightened and left through a door off on the other side of the room.

  Jack just chuckled at the display the boss and Bret made. He also knew if Brian hadn’t been there and Cade wasn’t trying to make him feel welcome, Cade would have disappeared with Bret into the bedroom for a while. The Boss was a major alpha of a man. He was dominant, possessive and completely adored Bret with every cell in his body. And Bret loved to push at him just to keep him on his toes.

  Jack lowered Brian onto the other end of a huge sofa, then reached for an afghan hanging on the back and laid it over him. Then he whispered in his ear, “I’ll be back in a little while. Call out if you need me.” With a quick kiss, he was gone behind the same door his boss had gone through.

  With Jack out of his line of sight, Brian could finally take a good look at the man on the other end of the sofa. They both were so small that even stretched-out face-to-face, they still had room between their feet. The other man was maybe an inch or two taller than him with dirty blond hair, while his was a white blond color. Both had the surfer shaggy cut going, with Brian’s hair being a little longer. Brian was fragile, almost dainty looking while the other man was thin, but had muscle definition.

  “We look like bookends.” Bret chuckled. “Oh, I’m Bret James. As you can tell, I’m Cade’s partner and I also take care of paperwork and forms for the Rescue Company. I hope we can be friends. Jack spends a lot of time here and I can tell by the way he looked at you that he’s going to take after Cade in wanting you near at all times.”

  “I don’t really know what to say. This is all happening so fast. Between the shooting yesterday and then meeting Jack, not to mention the incident with that woman that said she was his girlfriend. I’m really not sure what is happening.”

  “Oh, honey. Don’t worry about Sherry. The best thing that ever happened was when Jack decided not to see her anymore. She may be a bitch, but Jack can handle her,” Bret assured Brain.

  “I thought he was a cheater,” Brain confessed.

  “Jack would never cheat on anyone. Yes, he has had fun and was pretty wild in the past, with men and women, but only one at a time. Listen to me. When he walked in here with you, he had the same look in his eye that Cade had when I met him. Jack may not be as uber alpha as Cade, but he is an alpha. He wants you, Brian. And if he is anything like Cade, once he has you he won’t let you go,” Bret informed him.

  “I just have to be careful, Bret. In the past, because of the way I look, I was only wanted as arm candy. Others thought it was okay to knock me around if I didn’t do what they wanted.” Brian’s voice became hard. “I won’t allow anyone to treat me like that again. I may not be the strongest man, but I will be respected in a relationship.”

  “Good for you.” Bret clapped his hands in encouragement. Then his mood sobered. “I went through a bad time right before and at the beginning of my relationship with Cade. I may have ended up with a messed up knee. But I had vowed never to let anyone abuse me again. I promised myself, I would do everything in my power to fight it. And I did.”

  “Wow. I can’t imagine Cade letting anything happen to you. He looks like he could get really scary.” Brian was reeling with the information.

  “Cade ended up rescuing me. He and his team took out the guy that was hurting me. But over the last year I’ve had three surgeries to fix the knee. It just doesn’t want to heal right. They think this time they have it corrected. I think so, too. There is less pain and I’m walking more and more on it.”

  “I’m glad you’re okay. If you need any help, you let me know.” Brian really liked Bret and wanted him to know he would be there for him.

  “You won’t have to worry about that.” Bret laughed. “I think we will be spending a lot of time with each other.”

  Bret turned on the television and they both settled down to watch a weekly comedy sitcom. Soon Brian’s injuries and Bret’s healing knee had them both fast asleep.

  That was how Cade and Jack found them an hour later. As both men looked down at the sleeping forms Cade asked, “Are you going to keep him?”

  “Yep,” Jack answered.

  “Let me know if you need anything.” Cade had that gut feeling of trouble coming their way again.

  “You’ll be the first to know, my friend,” Jack responded. Then Jack picked up his sleeping man and took him home to Jack’s house.

  Chapter Four

  Brian woke up to find himself in the backseat of Jack’s truck, pulling up to a gorgeous sand-colored vinyl-and-stone house. Brian had dreamed over the years of owning his own home and now he realized if dreams come true, it would look like this one. It was all on one level and had at least seven arched windows adorning the front. Even the front door, which was enclosed in a small open porch, was rounded on top instead of be
ing square. It was a sprawling house with the front coming out at different levels, giving it character.

  Looking around he couldn’t see any neighbors, just the corner of what looked like a large metal building way back behind the house. Turning around to look out the back window, he saw they had come up a long, wooded driveway. Brian decided walking to the end of that driveway to pick up the mail in the mailbox would be quite a workout.

  They were approaching a four-car garage that was attached at an angle to the house, giving the multicolored, brick covered driveway area, in between the garage and house, a courtyard feeling. One of the garage doors was opening. The truck entered the garage, revealing to Brian a huge area that extended back far enough that there were rooms built into the rear of the building. Through one open door he could see part of a workbench with tools hanging all over the walls.

  Looking over down the garage, he saw a low slung Harley motorcycle, a sporty BMW Z4, yes, Brian knew his cars, and an old classic Ford truck parked in each of the ports. At the far end was another garage door heading out the back. Parked in front of it were a garden tractor, a four wheeler, and a UTV. It seemed Jack liked his toys.

  Brian’s door opened and Jack was reaching in and lifting him into his arms. Brian absolutely loved how strong and big Jack was. Up this close he could admire his blond hair that was cut short on the sides and longer on top. Where Bret’s hair was a dirty blond and his was white blond, Jack’s was golden like a lions. His skin was smooth and very tan, like he spent a lot of time outdoors. Brian almost choked when the picture of Jack wearing a speedo in a tanning booth popped into his head. No, he didn’t think Jack’s tan was a vanity issue.

  When he had reached Jack’s eyes to admire the grass-green color framed by thick dark golden lashes, he realized Jack had stopped walking and was staring at him with such lust it took his breath away. Lips descended down on his and he was swept away by the intensity of the kiss. Jack’s tongue demanded entrance and when he gave it, it ruthlessly started fucking his mouth, making his dick fill. Brian had never been kissed this way before. Instead of scaring his sweet nature, he found himself responding and basking in the overwhelming waves of passion flowing through his body.

  Breaking the kiss, Jack carried Brian into the house and through to his bedroom. Laying him down on a king-size sleigh bed, he proceeded to strip off all of the small man’s clothes. When they were gone, thrown over his shoulder somewhere, he took a moment to admire the beautiful, fragile-looking man before him. But the whispered words, “Please, fuck me” had him whipping off his own clothes in record time.

  Grabbing a tube of slick out of the side table drawer, Jack hesitated. Turning his head, he looked at Brian. “I have to be tested regularly for the job, sweets. I’m clean. Do I need to use a condom?”

  Brian hadn’t been with anyone in about a year and had been tested since. He had never gone bare, had never been tempted. “I think we should both be tested again, together. Then if we still want to go bare, we can.”

  Jack nodded. Scooping up a strip of condoms and the lube, he set them beside the pillow. Lying down between Brian’s spread legs, Jack decided the feeling of this man’s bare skin under him was heaven. Sucking a coin-size nipple into his mouth, he rolled it with his tongue until it was a tender red color. Moving to the other side he proceeded to redden the other to match.

  His soon-to-be lover was not a passive lover. Even if he couldn’t use his hands, Brian’s arms were wrapped around Jack’s shoulders and his slim legs were locked around his waist. Jack glanced down and watched as the man’s hips humped up against his abs, his slender dick decorating Jack’s belly with trails of pre-cum.

  Jack would have loved to flip the man over, open him up, and slide home into that tight ass, but those ripped up knees wouldn’t be able to handle that. So he reached for the lube and after pouring some onto his fingers, he breached Brian’s opening with one finger. The muscles tightened around his knuckle, squeezing tight. “Baby, you’re going to have to relax. I’m a big boy and I’m never going to fit.”

  Jack wasn’t lying about being big. His dick was a good ten inches and very wide around. Because he liked his partners small, this always presented a challenge. Lifting his head, he took those pouty lips in another kiss. Immediately the muscles strangling his finger relaxed and he could slip another in. Scissoring and loosening the muscles even more, finger number three joined the party. He broke the kiss and started sucking and nipping the side of Brian’s neck. The man was writhing under him, moaning words of “more and harder.” Deciding he was ready for number four, Jack slowly pressed it in and stopped letting Brian adjust.

  Brian looked up at the man that had him opened wider than he had ever been before. They may not have known each other long but in Jack’s eyes he saw deep feelings of lust, possession, and more caring than he had ever seen in anyone else’s. And in that moment Brian fell in love.

  Jack pulled out his fingers and quickly tore open the condom, sliding it on and coating it with lube. With a slow steady thrust, he opened Brian up even more. Jack started a rhythm of deep thrusts that rubbed against the small bundle of nerves that had Brian moaning and babbling. Then Jack stopped moving and grass-green eyes met wide, baby blue eyes. Holding him tight in his arms and with his dick possessing him completely, Jack gave the small man his heart.

  Climax grabbed Jack and he stiffened as jets of cum filled the condom. At the same time cum decorated his chest as Brian was taken by surprise with his own orgasm.

  They both needed a minute to recover, then kisses and soft words were exchanged. When he caught his breath, Jack went to dispose of the condom and got a washcloth out of the master suite. He then proceeded to lovingly clean Brian. He would have loved to take the man to his shower and go for round two or three but he didn’t want to get those still raw injuries wet.

  A couple of hours later found the couple lying in the middle of the giant sleigh bed, trying to catch their breath. Another empty condom wrapper had just joined the growing pile on the floor.

  “What’s your favorite color?” Brian asked.

  “Blue,” Jack answered, turning his head and looking into Brian’s eyes.

  Brain chuckled. “Am I supposed to tell you my favorite color now is green?

  “Maybe.”

  Brian’s sweet laughter rang out, warming Jack’s heart.

  “Have you always wanted to be a teacher?” Jack asked.

  Brian took a moment to think about it. “Part of me always wanted to be able to play in sports like my brothers and sister. But I physically couldn’t. Then I found that children and animals just seemed to be drawn to me.” Brian paused and looked at Jack. “It was like, I can do this, and it made me happy.”

  Jack couldn’t stop himself from turning over and covering Brian’s mouth with his. Tongues tangled and teeth clashed and another condom wrapper joined the pile.

  They did manage to leave the bedroom to make popcorn but went back to bed to eat it while watching an action movie. Jack found out Brian had a weakness for a young Arnold. Then Jack grabbed a blanket, wrapped Brian in it, and together they lay on a cushioned lounge chair on the back patio and watched the sunset. When it became totally dark, Jack made a fire in the fire pit and they enjoyed looking at the night sky together until Brian fell asleep and Jack carried him back into the house and into their bed.

  * * * *

  He has a pool! Brian woke up early and carefully made his way through the house. His knees and hands were still a little sore, but movement was so much easier today. Much to his delight, when he found the living room, it had a cathedral ceiling and the outside wall was made of glass. Patio doors opened outside to a huge patio. Yesterday they had spent most of their time in the bedroom and when Jack had carried him outside, he hadn’t really noticed his surroundings he had been so wrapped up in exploring Jack’s body and mind. Now he stood in front of the glass, looking at the fire pit set in the concrete patio. Off in the corner and beyond that was an in-grou
nd pool. Brian loved the sun. He loved swimming. His mother always said that he might not be able to play active sports but give him warm water and he became a fish.

  Looking down at his hands and knees, he frowned as he realized there would be no swimming today. He had taken the bandages off and healing scabs were forming, but a few spots were still weeping clear liquid. He knew that by taking off the bandages the air would dry up and heal his wounds faster. But his lower lip still came out in a pout at not being able to go into the pool. Quickly a big smile lit his face. They had a pool!

  “What are you doing, sweets?” Jack asked behind him.

  Turning, he looked at Jack and smiled. “Jack, you have a pool!”

  Jack laughed out loud at the look of pure happiness on his sweetheart’s face. “This house has lots of surprises, sweets. How about we go make some breakfast, then we can explore all of the fun stuff it has to offer?”

  A frown marked Brian’s face. “If you’re talking about something like a dungeon you can forget it, Jack. I may like a spanking once in a while, but I am not into all that other stuff.”

  “No worries, baby, there is no dungeon. Only things like heated towel racks, built-in televisions, electronic fun stuff. Now about those spankings, I think we have yet to discuss leaving your door open at your house when I was there the other night.” Jack started walking toward him with a predatory look on his face.

  Brian quickly changed the subject. “I thought you said breakfast first. I’m really hungry, Jack.”

  “Nice save, sweets. All right, we’ll eat.” Jack chuckled.

  They spent the rest of the morning working together in the kitchen. It turned out Jack was comfortable in the kitchen, but Brian was a fantastic cook. He made an eggs benedict dish that had Jack moaning in ecstasy while he ate it. That had Brian both preening under the compliments and laughing so hard at Jack’s antics his sides ached. After cleaning up together, Jack showed Brian all of the house’s secrets. Brian was so in awe of the electronic sliding shades on the windows, he must have pressed the button opening and shutting them twenty times. Then Brian spent the rest of the day in Jack’s arms.