The city was quiet this late- past midnight when only the wind and the occasional whisper of a passing car reminded you that the world hadn't stopped. The park sprawled open like a secret stage, trees rustling above empty benches and dark walkways. It was dangerous. It was thrilling.
And yet he was there.
Jamie stepped softly through the qrass, his boots sinking into damp earth, the only thing on his body save for a heavy black trench coat left provocatively unbuttoned. Underneath, he was completely bare--skin still flushed from the tension he'd been building all day. The night air kissed him cold, goosebumps crawling up his thighs, nipples hard from both the temperature and the aching arousal pulsing in his lower belly.
He didn't know who might see him. That was the point.
A soft moan escaped his lips as the wind teased his inner thighs. He wrapped his arms around himself. but not to cover- just to savor the humiliation. Shame and pleasure twisted together like smoke and flame in his stomach.
"Fucking freak," he whispered to himself with a shaky smile. His cock twitched half-hard already, curving up against his lower stomach as he wandered deeper into the shadows of the park.
Somewhere ahead, a branch cracked. He froze.
Then-
"You really are a little slut, aren't you?"
That voice. Low. Calm. Cold with amusement. Jamie's eyes snapped to the right, towards the bench just near the fountain. A man sat there, his legs crossed, a cigarette qlowing faint between two fingers. He hadn't been there before. Or maybe he had, and Jamie had been too lost in his own exhibitionist haze to notice.
L-Liam.." Jamie's voice was a breath
trembling.
Liam rose slowly from the bench, and with each step forward, Jamie felt his pulse quicken. His coat opened slightly more, his breath coming short, thighs tightening unconsciously. His cock was fully hard now, dark and aching between his legs swinging slightly as the wind teased through the open coat.
"You were hoping someone would find you like this," Liam murmured, standing just inches away. His eves raked over Jamie's lushed, trembling form. "You wanted a stranger to see you hard, exposed dripping like a desperate bitch."
Jamie whimpered, eyes wide, lips parted.
Liam's fingers touched the hem of the coat and pushed it further open, exposing everything to the night. Jamie gasped and tried to close his legs, but Liam stepped between them and grabbed his jaw holding him still.
"Don't even think about hiding," Liam growled. "You earned this shame."
His hand slid down slowly, fingers tracing the curve of Jamie's chest, flicking his nipples, making him squirm. Jamie's knees buckled slightly. Leon smirked.
"You wore nothing under the coat. You knew you'd get caught."
"I-I wanted-"
"I know exactly what you wanted."
Liam dragged him by the wrist toward the bench, forcing him to kneel on it facing away. The cold of the metal burned into his knees. Liam grabbed both Jamie's wrists and bound them with the belt of the coat, pulling his arms back tight behind him.
"Stay still."
Jamie was panting now, bent over the bench, thighs spread slightly, bare ass exposed to the cool night air. The thought of being caught like this--restrained dripping, needy-made his cock twitch again.
Liam knelt behind him, tracing his fingers over the cleft of Jamie's ass, pressing down until Kairo was moaning.
"You're leaking already. Pathetic."
Then a sharp smack.
Jamie cried out, body jolting from the sting. Then another. Harder.
Liam didn't relent- his palm met Jamie's ass over and over until his skin was red and hot, and Jamie was trembling from head to toe, biting his lip to stop himself from moaning too loud. A soft whimper escaped with each hit, the pain delicious and sharp, spiraling into pleasure.
Liam leaned in, licking the red skin soothing it, only to bite down gently right after. Jamie arched his back and gasped cock twitching helplessly under him.
"You want to be used here, don't you?"
"Yes." Jamie choked out. "Please, Liam
Please..."
Liam undid his belt slowlv, the sound loud in the stillness. Jamie turned his head watching with eyes wide and wet.
"I'II ruin you," Liam said, gripping his hip. "You'll leave this park sore, leaking marked. Everyone you walk past tomorrow will smell the sin on you."
"Yes--yes, please-"
Liam pushed in, and Jamie screamed-not from pain, but the shock of being taken so suddenly, so harshly. His fingers clenched back arching as Liam didn't wait, didn't tease, just drove into him with a firm, unrelenting rhythm. The bench creaked beneath them. Jamie's body jolted with each thrust, his cock dripping down onto the wood below.
Liam grunted low, one hand in Jamie's hair the other on his throat.
"You're mine. You'll always be mine.'"
Jamie cried out, lost in the humiliation and bliss. His knees shook, body slick with sweat and tension. Liam fucked him like an animal- deep, punishing, ruthless.
And Jamie loved every second.
"Please, let me-" Jamie whimpered, legs trembling. "Let me come.."
Liam growled. "No."
He reached under and wrapped a tight grip around the base of Jamie's cock, holding him right on the edge. Jamie sobbed.
"I said no. You don't come unless I say."
Liam fucked him harder. Each thrust slammed deep, making Jamie see stars, his body screaming for release. But Liam denied it, hand firm, merciless. Jamie could only moan, cry, beg.
Then Liam pulled out suddenly, breathing hard.
He turned Jamie onto his back, coat half slipping off his shoulders. His cock stood hard and twitching between his legs soaked and throbbing.
Liam stroked himself slowly above him smirking.
"You'll watch me come first. Then maybe I'll let you."
Jamie nodded frantically, eyes wide, lips parted.
Liam jerked himself fast and rough breathing getting heavier-until with a deep grunt, he spilled over Jamie's chest hot ropes splattering across his flushed skin.
Jamie moaned, hips jerking.
Liam leaned down and whispered, "Now you may."
He let go of Jamie's cock, and the second he pressure was gone, Jamie cried out arching up, body shuddering as he came hard, the orgasm ripping through him like fire. It painted across his stomach, mixing with Liam's, dripping down his side
Jamie collapsed back on the bench, eyes glassy.
Liam watched him, then wiped his hand down Jamie's stomach with a smirk.
"You better be ready for round two."