Wet Dreams

“Be still.” Sebastian’s voice was calm but commanding, the kind of tone that didn’t allow for disobedience. Alex lay naked on his back, as Sebastian tied his hands to the headboard of the bed. After tugging at the rope to make sure he was securely tied, Sebastian moved to his legs, he spread Alex’s legs apart and tied each ankle to the opposite corners of the bed, giving little room for movement. When he was done, he stood at the foot of the bed and stared down at Alex with a satisfied smirk on his face. The young blonde boy looked like a chicken ready for slaughter.

Alex swallowed hard, his heart racing “So…what next?” Alex asked

“I told you to be quiet,” Sebastian said, his eyes flashing with anger. He climbed onto the bed, his tall, powerful frame moving with fluid confidence until he was kneeling between Alex’s spread legs.

“You just don’t listen, do you?” Sebastian muttered, as he wrapped a hand around Alex’s exposed cock. Alex gasped, his entire body tensing as Sebastian’s grip tightened slightly. A dangerous smile played around Sebastian's lips and Alex watched him, his heart thumping. Sebastian rubbed his thumb against the wet tip of Alex’s cock and then moved his hands downwards to his balls.

“I’m going to teach you how to obey instructions,” Sebastian said, his voice rough, as he cupped his hand around Alex’s balls. And then, he squeezed, crushing both together.

Alex groaned, his back arching in pain as Sebastian’s grip crushed him. The pain was sharp, intense, but somehow, against all logic, his cock grew harder.

Sebastian was not relenting as his grip got even tighter. Pain shot through Alex’s body until it became unbearable.

“Please” he pleaded, helplessly

“Not until you’re quiet” Sebastian said, his eyes gleaming

Alex clamped his mouth shut, his forehead slick with sweat, a vein popping on his forehead as if about to burst. His muffled groans sounded like pressure from a broken valve.

The room smelled of lavender from the candles Alex had burned earlier, the low blue luminescent lighting gave the room an eerily seductive vibe.

Alex closed his eyes in agony. It was crazy how excruciatingly turned on he was. Just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, Sebastian released his grip. Alex exhaled sharply, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He felt relieved which was quickly followed by the ache of yearning.

Sebastian strengthened up to his full six-feet-four frame with effortless grace. From his position on the bed, Alex could see the bulge of Sebastian’s hard cock straining against his tailored trousers, begging for release.

Sebastian pulled down the pants and his cock sprung free, thick and hard, the stretched veins looking like tattoos. He was still wearing a sleeved blue shirt that made his green eyes pop. He was the most beautiful man that Alex had ever seen.

Sebastian climbed on to the bed again. Alex noted that the bed was narrow and wouldn’t comfortably contain two people without them cuddling each other. Sebastian moved upwards with his legs spread until he was right on top of Alex’s face, his hard cock rubbing against his cheek and leaving juicy white residue.

He ran a finger across Alex’s perfectly sculpted face noting how young and pretty he looked. He continued to trace a finger from his forehead, to his ear, to his cheek, down to his neck. Alex closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of having Sebastian touch him so affectionately.

Sebastian lifted his chin up and held his neck softly. Alex moaned. It started gentle, but then Sebastian’s hand started to tighten around his neck.

Alex's eyes flew open.

He met Sebastian's gaze, intense and unreadable. The pressure around his neck increased , forcing his head back into the pillow. His chest rose and fell rapidly, but his arousal only increased.

Alex felt an electric current go through his body as pleasure and pain collided like lightning inside him. He lifted his torso up and Sebastian’s free hand immediately flew back and gripped his cock. He started to massage the tip of his cock with his thumb and Alex clenched his hands tightly. The perfect culmination of pleasure and pain almost made his head explode.

Alex cock throbbed violently, as he felt the pressure building up, ready to explode. But he knew he couldn’t cum until Sebastian told him to. Not without permission. He was beginning to get dizzy and his eyes flooded with tears.

“That’s a good boy” Sebastian said, noting his struggle and releasing his grip on his neck

Alex gasped for air and gulped in as much as he could.

Sebastian chuckled. He wasn’t done with him yet.

Sebastian was hard as a brick now and Alex could tell that he was struggling to keep in control but was hiding it well. His precum dripped on Alex’s face, missing his mouth by a millimeter

“We need to clean up better” Sebastian said and he stretched himself so that his cock was on top of Alex’s mouth.

“Open”

Alex obeyed, lips parting.

“Good” Sebastian murmured. “Now suck.”

Alex lapped on to his cock like an obedient dog and Sebastian thrusted his cock into his mouth, making him gag.

“That’s what you get for being mouthy” Sebastian said

Alex started to suck on Sebastian cock, moving his tongue expertly around the tip.

Sebastian leaned forward, and supported himself with one hand on the bed. Alex smiled to himself. He was going weak. He was making Sebastian King weak.

Alex continued, he licked and sucked greedily, swirling his tongue around the sensitive head, lapping up Sebastian salty precum like a loyal dog. Sebastian groaned and Alex watched as he tensed up. There was a vein popping in his neck and he trembled ever so slightly. Alex could tell that his body was desperate for release. But Sebastian was proud and he would not come like this, not until he had fucked his brains out and made him beg for mercy.

Just as Alex thought he’d push him over the edge…

“Stop,” Sebastian ordered, breathless.

Alex immediately obeyed. Sebastian almost collapsed but caught himself with his hand. He stood up slowly and Alex noted how tight and heavy his balls looked.

Sebastian went to the edge of the bed and untied Alex's hand, rubbing the red marks on his wrist before

“Turn over” Sebastian commanded, his misery written all over his face;

Alex rolled onto his stomach. Sebastian ran his large hands along Alex’s thighs, caressing them, then slid his hands between Alex legs and the bed and lifted his legs up so that he was kneeling down and his butt was thrust out.

“Perfect” Sebastian murmured. He pressed Alex's cheeks and began to run his fingers over the curve of Alex’s ass. He massaged the space between his balls and hole, slow and teasing.

Alex trembled and his heart pounded painfully In excruciating expectation.

Then, Sebastian then took his dripping cock and pressed it between Alex’s cheeks, sliding it up and down slowly.. Alex moaned, almost breaking the command to be silent.

He didn’t have to wait long. Sebastian pushed his dripping cock inside his hole.

Alex gasped in half pleasure, half pain as he was filled inch by inch. Sebastian paused, letting him adjust, then began to move.

“Be quiet” Sebastian commanded and Alex moans became muffled against the pillow.

Sebastian thrusted harder, deeper, and Alex gripped the sheets tighter, his body burning and his vision blurry.

Sebastian grabbed Alex’s hips, pulling him towards himself with each thrust.

Every nerve in his body lit up as Sebastian gripped his hips tighter, slamming into him with primal control.

Alex was on edge, cock leaking against the sheets, vision blurred as he took Sebastian’s cock gratefully.

He couldn’t hold it anymore and was about to orgasm like a broken tap when…

He woke drenched in sweat and semen.

Alex sat up in bed, chest heaving. His sheets were soaked, and his heart thundered inside his ribcage.

Not again.

This was the third time this week he’d had such vivid and dirty dreams about his boss.

And now, with the sun creeping up over the horizon, he’d have to get dressed, go to the office, and face Sebastian King, like nothing had happened.

How the hell am I supposed to look him in the eye after that?

How it all started

Alex Rodriguez had never felt this kind of excitement just walking into a building before. He couldn’t believe he was going to be working for SK law, one of the biggest and most reputable law firms in the city. It was a dream come true for him.

The shimmering glass building of SK Law felt like something out of a dream, or a TV show about rich, privileged people who wore thousand dollar suits and didn’t know the price of a gallon of milk. He adjusted his tie and wiped his sweaty palms as he stepped in, trying to fit in as much as he could. He was just a paralegal, but this was a stepping stone towards achieving his dreams of one day becoming a lawyer.

With this job, he would finally be able to pay off his student loans and maybe one day, save enough to be able to afford law school. His plan was simple: put his head down, work hard, pay off debt, study, and crush the LSATS. Nothing was going to distract him from his plan. He would finally become a lawyer like these stuck-up assholes he could see striding through the lobby with their airpods in their ears.

Coming from his background, it was difficult to not feel envious of people who had had it easy all their life. People who didn’t have to work to pay their way through college, who didn’t have to graduate with a shitload of college debt hovering over their head, these private school pricks that think the world revolves around them. Yes, he was envious but he also aspires to be just like them one day.

The moment he stepped in through the immaculate glass doors of SK law, he felt like he had stepped into another world.. He watched men and women with immaculate suits and well-combed hair hurry past him as they went about their daily affairs. There were some really hot guys here too, he noted, one blonde in a blue suit who looked like he belonged on a cologne ad, and another with sleeves rolled up and tattoos peeking out who Alex couldn’t help but give a second glance.

He quickly shook the thought out of his head. He wasn’t here for that. He had no plans of getting into a relationship, not after Gabriel shattered his heart into a million pieces. He needed to focus on what he was here for. It wasn’t like people like this would give an actual damn about him. These people will never know what it feels like to come from a poor village or to worry about where your next meal is going to come from. He had worked hard enough to get himself here, among these people, and one day would become just like them.

At the reception, a woman with sleek red lipstick and an unfriendly expression took his appointment letter and sent him upstairs. That’s where he met Ruby, his supervisor, who wore glasses and a pencil skirt like they were part of a battle uniform. She offered him a handshake, pointed to an open desk, and dropped a thick stack of files in front of him.

“Welcome to the grind” she said before walking off

As he settled into his desk and began to transcribe the files, the low hum of the office buzzed around him, phones ringing, keys tapping, the occasional rustle of someone’s designer suit as they moved past. Then he heard it:

“Did you see that picture of Sebastian King kissing that guy?’

The voice came from the desk beside him. Alex kept typing, pretending not to eavesdrop, but of course, he was already hooked.

The person who just spoke was seated to his right and the lady she was talking to was seated to his left. She had smiled at him when he came in but he didn’t swing that way. He smiled back and wondered if he would have liked her if he wasn’t gay. She was cute, petite with golden brown hair and grey eyes. Too bad he liked men. Specifically, brooding, unattainable men with heartbreak in their eyes.

Like Gabriel

“I haven't seen the picture but the news is all over the place, you think maybe that’s why he hasn't been at work?” the other lady replied, whispering. This one was chubby but elegant in a flowy blouse and matte lipstick.

Office gossip, Alex was down for it. He didn’t think he would have a dose of it on his very first day. He has never met Sebastian King, but he knew he was one of the two senior partners at SK Law. The firm was named after his initials.

“ I heard he is going through a very nasty divorce right now,” golden hair said, tapping aggressively on her laptop. “Hold on. Look Here” she said

Alex instinctively turned and he froze. On the picture appearing on her laptop was a drop dead gorgeous man kissing another obscured one, his hand wrapped around his neck with a grip. He couldn't see the face of the other man as his back was turned but he could see Sebastian King and God, was he handsome.

His dark tousled hair framed his perfect face and although his eyes were closed, his long lashes graced his olive skin. His tall frame and his broad shoulders stood in contrast to the skinny man he was kissing, whose back was to the camera. It was the intensity of the grip around the other guy’s neck, the way his hand cupped it possessively, that made Alex’s throat go dry.

“Wow, so it's true?” the chubby lady exclaimed. “ Can’t believe he’s gay” she said

“No wonder he refused to look in my direction. I thought he was just like..super loyal to his wife. Not like he…you know..”

“Eats ass” the other lady supplied, looking disgusted

Alex swallowed. The harshness of her words made his stomach turn. But he couldn’t take his eyes off the photo. It wasn’t just that he was drop-dead gorgeous. It was the presence in that picture. The way he kissed, not sweet, not shy. Hungry. Commanding. Like he knew exactly what he wanted. Alex knew he was in trouble already. His heart had done a backflip just from seeing the picture of Sebastian and he knew he was going to be masturbating to that face tonight.

He had said he was not going to fall in love with anyone here. No relationships. No workplace crushes. Especially not on a man so far above his pay grade that they might as well live in different galaxies. But what the hell just happened?! Did he just fall head over heels with the picture of a man he hadn’t even seen in real life?

No, he told himself. Don’t be ridiculous.

Still, his hands shook slightly as he turned back to his screen and resumed typing. The image of Sebastian’s face refused to fade. That jawline. Those lashes. That goddamn grip on the other man’s neck.

Alex was in trouble.

Did you hear that Sebastian King is back?” The chubby girl asked the cute golden haired girl sitting to Alex’s right.

Alex's ear perked up. He had come to know their names as Jenna and Chloe, two of the most talkative women on this floor of SK law. It was a miracle they were able to get any work done.

“Yes!” Jenna's eyes lit up, as she twirled a pen between her fingers. “I rode the elevator with him this morning and he is as hot as ever!” Jenna sang

Alex pretended he wasn’t listening, but the name Sebastian King was all he needed to hear to lose focus on what he was doing. He kept his eyes on his computer screen, scrolling past case notes he wasn’t reading.

It was a week since Alex started working at SK law. If there was anything he knew about Chloe and Jenna, it’s that they had all the office gossip at their fingertips. He was extremely grateful to the universe for putting him right between them. Never a boring day with these two

So Sebastian was back. Alex had not stopped thinking about him since the day he saw that picture of him kissing a man. He had googled him once, and found the picture as well as other impossibly handsome pictures of Sebastian. And now he was back. The office was massive though. With three floors and countless departments, Alex figured that the chances of running into Sebastian were slim to none.

But then the phone on his desk rang. Alex took it.

“Rodriguez” the voice on the other end said, by way of greeting. It was his supervisor, Ruby

“Speaking” Alex said

“You’ve been reassigned” she said “To Sebastian King. You’ll be assisting him on the Cuverland’s case. I’ll send you the files shortly” she said and hung up

Alex stared at the phone in his hand. He was speechless. What were the chances that from everyone in this gigantic office, he would be assigned to Sebastian. Yes, he had been handling the Curverland’s IP fillings but it wasn’t like it was the kind of work any other competent paralegal couldn’t do. It had to be a joke. A mistake. But the records arrived in his inbox three minutes later. His heart thumped loudly and nervously as he thought about the fact that he was going to be in the presence of Sebastian King.

Even though the office was cold, Alex was sweating. He took a napkin from his chest pocket and dabbed his forehead.

Fifteen minutes later, he found himself in front of Sebastian office, heart pounding, palms sweating:

He knocked softly.

“Come in” a deep rich voice came from the other side of the door

Alex took a deep breath and gently opened the door.

The office was clean and modern, with massive glass windows overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, but not half as much as the man standing before it.

Sebastian was standing facing by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, like a military officer waiting for battle.

“Mr King” Alex said, trying to keep his voice steady

Sebastian turned and for a moment, Alex forgot how to breathe. He looked even more gorgeous in real life. Tall, with dark brown hair, piercing grey eyes, and lips that looked like they were made to ruin a man’s life. He assessed Alex

“Ruby told me you’ve been handling the Cuverland’s IP fillings” No greeting. No pleasantries. Not even a handshake Just straight to the point: “I’ve gone through your work. It’s efficient” Sebastian said

“Thank you sir”

“This is a very discreet case, as you know, they are being sued for copyright infringement, everything single record will need to be filed carefully” he said

Alex was desperately trying to listen but he was lost in the charm of the handsome man in front of him.

“Ye..yes sir”

Sebastian looked down at some paperwork, flipping through pages with clinical precision. But Alex wasn’t seeing the documents. He was trying to not stare. Trying not to think about what it would feel like to be pinned under those hands. To have that sharp voice in his ear. To taste those sultry lips.

Focus, Alex.

Sebastian was still talking “We’re under pressure. Court date is in 4 days. We’ll need to work through the night”

“Yes sir” Alex wished he could say anything other than “yes sir” but his brain wasn’t exactly working at the moment.

Sebastian didn’t seem to be paying him much attention. Beneath his handsome exterior, Alex could detect a tiredness in his voice and he wondered if it had anything to do with the scandal involving him kissing another man. Or was it ‘the nasty divorce?’

“Come see me at seven this evening” I’ll send coordinates”

Coordinates. That sounded… like an apartment. Not the office. Alex’s heart pounded with anticipation and a hint of fear.

“Coordinates. Understood,” he said, nodding firmly.

“ You’re dismissed,” Sebastian said, not even sparing him a glance. Alex hesitated, waiting for a handshake, a nod, something, but Sebastian didn’t look up again.

With a tight jaw, Alex turned and left the office. His chest burned with irritation. it occurred to Alex then that Sebastian was cold and dismissive. The kind of rich bastard that steps all over people.

The man was an asshole. That much was clear.

But God, he was beautiful.

He slowly walked out of the office, his vision blurry.

He couldn’t believe he was going to be meeting Sebastian King alone tonight. He walked back to his desk, barely conscious of his legs moving. The moment he sat down, his phone buzzed.

Unknown Number:

Location: 415 Madison Ave. Penthouse 21. 7 sharp. Don’t be late.

All day, he buried himself in preparations. He cross-referenced Cuverland’s case files, printed outlines, and rechecked every clause in the motion timeline. He even changed shirts and sprayed some cologne in the men’s room before leaving at six thirty sharp.

He stood in front of the elevator a few minutes later, staring at his reflection in the polished steel doors. His golden hair was well brushed smartly to one side of his face and his blue eyes shone through the elevator glass. His tie was straight. His shirt looked crisp. He looked professional. Prepared.

And yet his heart was still beating loudly against his chest and his palms were still sweaty.

What was it about Sebastian King that felt so scary?