All Chapters of The CEO's Bad Boy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rhett That was so fucking intense! I came so hard and Gabriel didn’t even have to touch my dick! He uncuffed me and got me a cola from his mini fridge before kissing me gently and tucking me into bed. We didn’t dare sleep together, though I wanted to feel him beside me. I never knew what real BDSM was. I have seen movies and dramatized versions, but this isn’t play. This is real and I love it. I loved being called “Good boy”, both when I obeyed and when Gabe tucked me into bed. I want to be HIS good boy. I want to make him happy and proud. I have tried pleasing my father most of my life, but he will only be pleased if I fit into the neat little box he wishes to place me in. I don’t fit into dad’s neat little box, but Gabriel doesn’t try to fit me into a box. He doesn’t tell me my music is trash or that painting is a pointless waste of my time. He wants me to sit pretty and be quiet and obedient. He wants me to be a good boy for him and I want that too Not masturbating when I thin

Rhett I try not to think about Gabe or about what Tim said to me. I swallow hard, but I know my erection is noticeable and it’s nearing painfully hard. ‘Rhett! Think unsexy thoughts!’ I tell myself. ‘History class…nope, my professor is fairly hot and there are sexy things in history…Accounting…accounting is pretty unsexy...Arianna and that teacher’s aid. He’s an accounting student isn’t he? Ew… that is nauseating! Arianna and Gabe…nope…not only does it make me feel sick but that one pisses me off and I don’t want to be pissed off…Grr!’ Instead of my intrusive thoughts, I concentrate on setting everything up to draw the portrait. I can concentrate on the light and shadows and the subtle curves as I draw Pablo. He has a pleasant expression on his face, almost dreamy, but I ignore that to capture him as accurately as I can. I don’t think about anything but the lines, light and shadows. When I finally lean away and look at what I have done, I am stunned at the likeness. When I shut ou

Gabriel I set my alarm extra early and got out of the house just moments after Thomas joined me downstairs. I didn’t want to risk Thomas seeing Rhett and I together because I can’t look at him without picturing him cuffed or better yet, tied up shibari style and being flogged or spanked by me. I wonder how far Rhett will allow me to push him. God, I want to fuck his perfect ass. I might even ride his pretty pierced cock, but I will still be in control of where and when either of us get to cum. Great, now I am at my desk with a painfully erect dick and only one person who can relieve it. I don’t have to refrain from jerking off and could go to my private bathroom to do so, but somehow, I think Rhett’s mouth or ass would satisfy me more than my hand. Still, I have to finish these reports and then return to the larger project which I need to finish compiling numbers and prices for and read the laws before lunchtime. I step into my “private washroom” and unfasten my pants. I grip my co

Gabriel I arrived back in my office after meeting with Thomas and Dominic. I place the pricing to buy that location into my proposal with a description of what the place is like and suggestions on what would need to be done. I will get estimates later but have some ballpark figures based on work I have had done in some of my other locations. I would love to show Dominic what a good boy I make out of Rhett before he leaves. He would appreciate it and though it will be a lot of work, I know I can mold Rhett into my good boy. I accepted that challenge weeks ago and I am not backing down despite my internal battles. Thinking about Rhett gets me hard again and I am tempted to call him to stop by my office and give me head. I can almost imagine the warm wetness of his mouth around my length and my cock pulsates, twitching with a need for release. I pick up my phone and look at his number, I place my phone back on my desk. I try not to imagine spanking Rhett and fucking him right over

Gabriel “I’m sorry about last night,” I say as I open my book and settle into the chair beside Rhett’s bed. “I am working on a big project. I will tell you about it later. For now, you need rest.” I look at his furrowed brows and reach to smooth them. “Don’t be a brat,” I tease. “I thought you like my brattiness,” Rhett smirks and bites his lower lip. My cock twitches. He isn’t wrong. I enjoy his bratty and seductive sides as much as his obedient one, but he does not need to know that, yet. “What are you reading? Is it sexy?” Rhett asks. “You are not seducing me, Rhett. I apologize for last night and I need you to be a good boy and get some rest, now,” I say, firmly. “I’m not tired. Can I sit in my submissive pose for you, master?” I suck in a deep breath and my eyes flicker over my beautiful boy before I reply. “Yes. You may do so anytime you feel the need, not only when I order you to. It will become comforting and soothing to you and I would very much like to see you pra