Master

Jackson was nervous. "Are you gonna tell me what to do?"

Derek walked over to the sofa and sat down. He pointed to the space between his spread thighs. "Here," he ordered. "Naked."

Jackson hurried over, pulling his t-shirt from the waistband of his jeans. The shirt landed on the ground. The zipper of the jeans slid down and then the denim thudded to the carpet. Derek watched with narrowed eyes as Jackson removed his boots and kicked the jeans aside. By the time Jackson was naked, his cock was hard. Derek noticed that it was a respectable size, curving up toward his washboard abs and belly button.

"Stroke it for me," he ordered with a growl.

With a low groan, Jackson grasped his cock and began to masturbate. Pre-cum leaked from the thick head and Derek leaned forward, licking it up with a swipe of his tongue. Jackson groaned and thrust his hips toward Derek. Digging his fingers into Jackson's thigh muscle, Derek told him, "Kneel here between my legs."

The moment Jackson was on his knees, Derek threw his jacket of, lifting his hips to push down his briefs and slacks. He kicked away his shoes and socks and yanked his sweat shirt over his head. Spreading his thighs wider, he grabbed Jackson by the back of the neck.

"Suck me."

The words were rough, growled in a belligerent tone. Frustration over his situation with the Alpha fueled his passion. He pushed Jackson's head toward his straining cock. Mouth open, the boy came at him. He licked Derek's balls and rubbed the flat of his palms over Derek's chest, tweaking his nipples. Derek's breath became harder. A low moan escaped him as Jackson deep-throated his cock. The hot wet suction sent pleasure rippling through Derek's body. He loved the feel of Jackson's mouth on his cock. It had been a long time since someone had blown him, let alone so well.

His balls tightened, but he didn't want to come yet. He pushed Jackson away and got to his feet, stepping away from the sofa. He stood, legs braced apart, in front of the door to the patio. Jackson still knelt by the sofa, his hand rapidly stroking his thick cock. Sweat glistened on his hard body as he stared hungrily at Derek's shaft.

Derek pointed it at him. "Come and get it," he said in a low rough voice.

Jackson didn't waste any time. He crawled across the carpet and engulfed Derek's cock in his mouth again. A wave of pleasure swept over Derek and he fought not to come. "Stroke your cock," he ordered.

He looked down, watching Jackson's hand moving rapidly on his own turgid flesh. It was obvious to Derek that the boy was going to come very soon. He buried his fingers in Jackson's hair and began to fuck the boy's face, at first gently, then more urgently as his orgasm neared.

Jackson's tongue swirled over the underside of Derek's cock as his cheeks hollowed with each suck. Derek could feel his balls tighten, a low ache beginning in them and spreading through his groin.

"Fuck, yeah. Suck me," he growled, his fangs elongating.

Jackson rolled his tongue over Derek's cock and Derek felt his balls release as pleasure flooded his senses. He cried out as he came, his cum filling Jackson's eager sucking mouth, a mouth that didn't stop until he had gotten all the cum of that hard dick.

Jackson woke up with a scream. He practically fell out of his bed and crawled to his bathroom. Climbing up the basin he stopped halfway. The thought at looking in the mirror was horrifying; first that Hale guy had practically slashed his neck and now this?

Jackson splashed water in his face as fast as he could. He looked like a ghost, his skin nearly white, his eyes read and his lips were trembling.

He raised an unsteady towards his lips and carefully stroked alongside them. He could swear that the taste of Derek Hale still lingered there and Jackson wanted more. In fact he had never been so turned on as when talking orders from Hale and being of service to him.

His dick demanded release and so he started stroking, lying on his back, until he came with a big load, landing on his face and chest. He scooped up the cum and swallowed it all, imagining it to be all Derek's.