"Hey Kiernan, how did your test go?"
Kiernan had just walked into the front room from outside. Jack was reading the newspaper sitting on the couch.
Kiernan grimaced. "Yeah, I don't know. Could have gone well. I'm not sure though. I'm glad you had me study so hard though, it was a tough test."
Kiernan was finishing up high school. He had not done well during most of it and as of recently, he was basically a drop out and had abandoned the idea of ever graduating.
That was prior to 4 months ago when he had made Jack his bitch. Kiernan had grown up in the house next to Jack's -- lived near him ever since he was 9 or 10. The whole time he was a hell raiser -- probably because his home situation was so bad -- his father was a drunk and his mother had passed away years before.
Jack did what he could to keep the kid from going overboard -- he tended to steal shit and to try and burn shit down. He also was trying to protect the kid from himself. Kiernan was self-destructive on many levels. For years they had a contentious relationship with Jack barely exerting enough adult authority to keep the kid under control.
That was the case until about four months ago. By then Kiernan had just turned 19. Jack had caught him stealing from him and Kiernan had turned the whole thing around by dominating Jack sexually. Jack had been his bitch ever since.
Jack had no problem with this arrangement. Kiernan was hot -- a tall thin muscular Irish kid with hair covering his legs, ass, and lower midriff. He had dark hair and brown eyes. He was basically beautiful. Hot as shit and horny all the time with an 8-inch cock and huge cum loaded balls.
Apparently, Kiernan was sick of being bossed around by Jack. Apparently, he thought jack was hot too, even though Jack was 25 years older than he was.
That night four months ago he had offered Jack the position of being his bitch. Jack could charge with him stealing or he could get down on his knees. It was not a hard decision. That night he had taken so many of Kiernan's loads it still made him hard just thinking about it. It had pretty much been the same thing every day since.
Jack was Kiernan's bitch, but it was a bit more complex than that. At 19 Kiernan was hot but he was also a hot mess. He was almost a high school dropout; he had no job and he constantly got in all kinds of trouble. The kid was an alpha sexually for sure, but he was also a scared kid in need of help.
Jack was his bitch: He wore what Kiernan told him to wear and he took the kid's dick whenever he was told to. That was not a problem -- he couldn't get enough of it anyway.
Kiernan fucked him first thing in the morning each day, and Jack held the kid's cum in his ass all day. His boxer briefs where constantly soaked in cum. Even when he was at work
Kiernan fucked him in his house, in rest stops, in his car and in the woods. His cock filled jacks' throat and ass multiple times a day. Kiernan called the shots.
But Jack still had some authority. He did whatever Kiernan wanted him to do sexually, but he insisted the kid focus on getting back on track with his studies and complete high school. He even helped him study.
When it was clear that the kid's crazy homelife with his drunken father, was making studying impossible, Jack proposed that Kiernan "rent a room " from him. Kiernan moved into the room upstairs. The renting part was just to make it seem above board for the kid's father. The stated deal was that Kiernan would do chores around the house until he got a job. Jack did not charge him or expect any work in return other than Kiernan keeping on top of his schoolwork. The room was his to keep as he wanted, and he generally slept up there. Every now and then he slept with Jack, especially after an intense session of fucking later at night.
Kiernan had studied hard for the test today but even with that Jack could tell that he was stressed. Kiernan had gone so long not caring. Now that someone was serious about him graduating and believed in him and it was a real possibility it was a lot of pressure on him.
"Did you touch yourself today," Kiernan said, looking at Jack. This was a sex domination play that was not unusual. It usually happened when Kiernan had to deal with his own vulnerability. The kid came across as dominant and aggressive with Jack. Jack loved it. He loved being used by Kiernan to meet his sexual needs.
Jack nodded his head no. He knew this game and it was turning him on. He was wearing the sweatpants Kiernan had left him in this morning. His ass had been leaking Kiernan's cum most of the day. Kiernan had fucked him this morning before he left for school. He had fucked him particularly hard -- maybe because of the stress of his upcoming test.
Jack nodded his head no and quickly moved his hands away from his crotch.
"You sure bitch? Because it looked like you had your hands on your cock when I was walking in."
"No Kiernan, I didn't, I swear."
Kiernan reached over to Jack and firmly pulled the back of his hair down so that Jack's face looked up at Kiernan.
"What did I tell you to call me Jack?"
Jack looked up at him and swallowed. "Sorry daddy, I won't do that again."
"Fuck right you won't. And I know you have been touching yourself even though I told you not to. Get in the bedroom and get down on your knees."
