Power Play - Episode 9

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I woke up Sunday morning, though, with a ringing in my ears. I realized that it was actually my phone ringing. It was Raoul, the doorman.
“Mr. Hastings, there’s a guy down here, says he’s got your morning coffee delivery.”
Now I never get my coffee delivered, but it would be just like Jack to come over the next day after a major fuck to start round two.

“Send him up, Raoul.”

I put on a robe over my naked body, my cock already beginning to harden, and waited with the front door half open so that I could see Jack get out of the elevator. Only Jack didn’t get out of the elevator.

When the door opened, a blond man, shirtless, wearing leather pants, shit-kicker boots, leather cuffs and a dog collar emerged carrying a to-go cup of coffee. It was Caleb!

“Caleb!?” I started to say.

“Hey, boss! Brought your coffee. Just the way you like it.”

I didn’t know what else to say. My cock, which had been at half mast was now flying high and proud. I grabbed a hold of the dog collar and pulled Caleb roughly toward me till our mouths were inches apart. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. I moved in closer and nibbled on his upper lip. He responded with his tongue trying to force its way into my mouth, and I then kissed him hard, my arms around his bare torso gripping him tightly, our tongues battling till I could feel Caleb’s body soften and surrender.