All Chapters of Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

MASON P.O.VThe two days between Monday's assessment and Wednesday's session were the longest of my life.I couldn't stop thinking about Eli. About his hands on me. About the way he'd looked at my obvious erection and hadn't said a word, hadn't judged, had just continued with the assessment like my body's response was perfectly normal.Maybe it was normal. Maybe nerve damage made people react that way to physical touch. Maybe I was reading too much into it.But then I'd remember the heat I'd seen flash in his green eyes. The way his pupils had dilated when we'd stood close. The text message that had said "looking forward to it" in a way that felt loaded with meaning.Tuesday night, I barely slept. I jerked off twice thinking about him, imagining scenarios that got progressively more explicit. His hands moving higher on my thigh. His fingers wrapping around my cock. His mouth on me, taking me deep while those green eyes looked up at me.By Wednesday afternoon, I was a mess of nerves an

"Good," he growled against my neck. "Want to see you come. Want to watch you fall apart from my touch."His hand squeezed harder, stroking faster, and I shattered. My orgasm ripped through me with devastating force, my cock pulsing in his grip, my release soaking through my shorts and coating his hand.I collapsed back onto the treatment table, gasping, my entire body trembling. Eli stood between my legs, his own breathing ragged, his hand still on my softening cock, his eyes dark with arousal."Fuck," he breathed. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."I looked down and saw the wet spot on his athletic pants where his cock was straining. He was just as affected as I was."Your turn," I said, reaching for him.But Eli caught my hand, stopping me. "No. Not here. Not like this.""Eli...""We just crossed a line we can't uncross," he said, stepping back and running his hand through his hair. "I just violated every professional boundary there is. I could lose my license for this. I

Mason's hand found my cock again, stroking firmly. "Teach me. Show me what you like."So I did. I guided his hand, showing him the pressure and rhythm I preferred, the way to twist his wrist on the upstroke, how to thumb the sensitive spot just below the head.He was a quick study. Within minutes he had me on the edge, my hips thrusting into his grip, pleasure building at the base of my spine."Going to come," I warned."Do it," Mason said, his voice dark with arousal. "Want to watch you. Want to see your face when you come for me."His words pushed me over. I came hard, my release coating his hand and stomach, my whole body shuddering with the intensity of it.We lay there afterward, both breathing hard, both covered in the evidence of what we'd done."So," Mason said after a moment. "That happened."I laughed, some of the tension breaking. "That definitely happened.""No regrets?" he asked, turning his head to look at me."None," I said honestly. "You?""None," he echoed. "But I have

ELI P.O.VI'd brought men home before. Had one-night stands, casual hookups, even a few short relationships. But driving home with Mason Garrett following in his car behind me felt different.This mattered. He mattered. And I was about to cross the final line, the one where we went from inappropriate attraction to actually acting on it fully.My hands were shaking slightly as I unlocked my apartment door and led Mason inside.My place was small but clean. One bedroom, open kitchen and living area, minimal furniture. I hadn't been expecting company so there were medical journals on the coffee table, a half-finished cup of coffee in the sink."Sorry for the mess," I said, suddenly nervous. "I wasn't planning on bringing anyone home tonight.""It's fine," Mason said, but he wasn't looking at the apartment. He was looking at me, his blue eyes dark with want. "Eli.""Yeah?""Stop talking."Then he was crossing the space between us, his hands fisting in my shirt, his mouth crashing against

We stumbled down the hallway, shedding clothes as we went. By the time we reached his bedroom, we were both in just our boxer briefs, both hard and aching.Eli pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me, his body pressing mine into the mattress."I've wanted this since the first day," he admitted, kissing down my neck. "Wanted to see you like this. Wanted to feel you under me.""Then take what you want," I said, my hands gripping his ass, pulling him closer.Eli ground his cock against mine, the friction making us both groan."Tell me what you want," Eli said. "Tell me what you've been fantasizing about.""Your mouth," I admitted. "I want to feel your mouth on me again. Want to watch you take my cock.""Fuck yes," Eli breathed.He kissed down my chest, my abs, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my boxer briefs and pulling them down. My cock sprang free, hard and leaking.Eli looked at it like it was a gift, his eyes dark with want.Then he leaned down and took me into h