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Jake sighed heavily, dropping the bags of gifts that he was holding as soon as he closed the door behind him. He kicked his shoes off, glad that he’s finally done Christmas shopping. He loves Christmas, always has, but the stress of getting everything together is a lot sometimes. But it’s all sorted out now all he’s gotta do is wrap the presents which is the easy part.
“Jake?” Jake looked up, hearing Bradley’s voice coming from their bedroom, “will you come in here?”
Jake shrugged off his jacket and set it on the back of the couch before making his way down the hall, leaving the bags on the floor to deal with later. He pushed the door open, stopping in his tracks at the sight in front of him.
Bradley’s lying on the bed, completely naked other than the thick bright red ribbon that ran over his skin. His hands were above his head, tied, he realized, the ribbon looping through the headboard and holding his wrists together. The ribbons continued down, swiping over his chest and covering part of his pecs and then around his back again. It came back around, running over Bradley’s waist and around both of his legs separately, all coming together in a big bow that was covering Bradley’s dick.
“Holy shit,” Jake whispered, taking a step into the room to get a better look.
Bradley’s cheeks were flushed, “thought I’d give you your Christmas present a little early.”
Jake stepped up to him, tentatively laying a hand on the ribbon that ran over Bradley’s hip. It was soft, unlike any ribbon that he’s ever felt. The color clashed with Bradley’s skin perfectly, slashes of bright color across his pale skin. Bradley never kept his color in the winter, unlike Jake who had a permanent tan that got darker in the summer, courtesy of growing up in the Texas heat.
Jake stared at him, taking in each and every bit slowly, carefully running his hands over the ribbon. Bradley made a small noise, a whine that came from the back of his throat. Jake looked up, seeing Bradley’s flush deepen.
Jake realized that he hadn’t said anything and Bradley had been waiting on some kind of sign that this was okay. Bradley was stepping way out of his comfort zone, Jake was usually the one who would do something like this. He has done things like this, just last halloween Jake surprised Bradley with a little surprise lying under his costume.
“Holy fuck,” Jake breathed, wanting to reassure Bradley, “this is amazing.”
Bradley swallowed heavily, Jake watched as his throat bobbed with the effort. His body relaxed slightly, his muscles untensing as Jake continued to explore. “So, do I get to unwrap you?”
Bradley had a small smirk on his face now, “you can do whatever you want.”
Jake hummed, running his hand up Bradley’s chest, dipping under the ribbon covering Bradley’s nipples for a split second before carrying on until he was cupping Bradley’s jaw. Bradley pressed into it, eyes still trained on Jake’s.
Jake leaned in, laying a soft kiss to Bradley’s lips before pulling back, the other man trying to chase him only to be kept down by his wrists. Jake chuckled, stepping back to pull his shirt over his head and step out of his pants.
Bradley’s eyes raked over his form, his throat bobbing in another heavy swallow. He jerked, struggling against the ribbon holding him down. Jake grinned, deciding to keep his boxers on, slung low on his hips. He crawled onto the bed, straddling Bradley’s thighs and sitting back, still not really believing what he was seeing.
Bradley was always gorgeous, that’s just a fact. Jake’s always known it, even when he didn’t want to admit it to himself. He’s tall, strong, offset with his pretty eyes and soft smile. He’s confident and easy going, he pulls people in. But then, if you are lucky enough to get close to him, break down his walls, he’s sweet and sometimes shy.
But this? This is something else. Jake can’t believe he got so lucky.
Jake leaned forward, planting his hands on Bradley’s chest and grinding forward, slowly rubbing their hard lengths together. They both groaned, Bradley’s hips jerking up. Jake thought about dragging this out, teasing Bradley until the other man was begging. But he doesn’t have the patience for that, not right now.
“I can’t decide.” Jake said, running his hands down Bradley’s thighs behind him, nudging his legs apart with his one hand as he settled himself fully on Bradley’s hips. He ran a feather light touch down, pressing a finger against Bradley’s hole and making him twitch, “I could fuck you, nice and slow, or hard and fast and you’d take it so well either way, huh?”
Bradley nodded, chewing his bottom lip as he thrust back into Jake’s touch, trying to get him to go further. But Jake just pulled back, “or.” He continued, putting both hands on Bradley’s stomach and grinding his hips down into Bradley’s, “I could ride you, take what I need while you lay there looking pretty.”
Bradley bucked his hips, grunting. Jake hummed, grinning. He’s already made up his mind, there’s no way he’s passing up the opportunity to ride Bradley like this. While the other man is tied down, when he can’t do anything but take what Jake gives.
Jake stood up, chuckling as Bradley let out a soft whine, and pushed his boxers down. He grabbed the lube off the bedside table before crawling back over Bradley. Bradley struggled against his ties with a grunt, finally settling when Jake poured some lube onto his fingers and reached behind himself.
Jake sighed as he slipped a finger into himself, then another, not wanting to wait any longer than he needed to. Bradley wiggled underneath him, trying to get a look at what Jake was doing before ultimately relaxing back into the bed, watching Jake’s reactions.
Jake added a third finger, groaning at the stretch. Bradley’s hands were clenched into fists, his skin turning white with the effort. His eyes were clouded over with lust, panting softly. Jake pulled his fingers out and moved back to straddle Bradley’s thighs. He looked up at Bradley before setting his fingers on the bow, slowly untying it and letting it fall to the sides.
Jake stroked some of the excess lube onto Bradley before crawling forward and lining himself up, sinking down without any more hesitation. They groaned in unison, the headboard rattling with the force of Bradley tugging at his restraints.
Jake grinned down at him, sighing softly once he bottomed out. “Fuck Jake,” Bradley moaned, licking his lips, and thrusting up, grinding deeper into Jake and pulling a moan out of him, “you gotta move.”
Jake hummed, circling his hips slowly, rubbing the tip of Bradley’s dick on his prostate. Bradley groaned, and Jake finally lifted his hips before dropping back down. He worked up a rhythm, leaning forward to steady himself on Bradley’s chest. Bradley thrust up with every one of Jake’s downward thrusts, their bodies working together easily.
“Fuck,” Bradley moaned, drawing out the word as he threw his head back. Jake moaned in agreement, moving his hips faster. Jake leaned forward, biting into Bradley’s exposed neck. The other man’s hips stuttered, his arms tugging harder on the ribbons holding him down.
Jake was quickly approaching the edge already and as good of an idea as it sounds to draw this out, he figures that there’s nothing stopping them from going a second, and maybe third round. What kind of present would this be if he could only use it once?
Instead he gripped himself, chuckling when Bradley tugged again trying to help him, and stroked himself in time with his movements. He ground himself down harshly, the angle brushing his prostate and soon enough he was shuddering out his release.
Bradley’s movements stutter and he grunts as he comes deep inside of Jake. Jake moans tiredly at the feeling, burying his face in Bradley's neck. Jake reaches up, managing to undo Bradley’s wrists even though his arms felt like jelly. Immediately Bradley’s arms wrapped around him, pulling him down to rest fully on his chest.
They lay there for a while, letting their breathing slow. Bradley slips out of him after a while and Jake shivers as he feels his come drip down his thigh. “How did you manage to tie yourself up anyway?”
Bradley hummed, rubbing Jake’s back, “this counted as Phoenix’s present for me.”
Jake’s eyebrows rose, bringing his head up to look at Bradley, “she tied you up?”
Bradley chuckled, “yeah, it was… interesting. She knew what she was doing.”
Jake laughed, “that’s not as surprising as it probably should be.”
Bradley hummed, sighing softly as he pulled Jake down to him again. Jake buried his face in Bradley’s neck again, letting his eyes fall closed.