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Aaron had forgotten about the page he had left open on his cell. When he told Spencer to look something up, and to use his phone, he didn't even think about it.
And then, he remembered he hadn't closed the honeypot he had been dipping into the night before.
Now, he was sat at his desk, eyes fixated on some report, both men surrounded by silence. A tense, and deeply embarrassing, silence.
"Well, everyone's got a kink or two" Spencer tried to lighten the mood, glancing at his Unit Chief. Aaron didn't dare speak.
To say that Spencer was taken aback was an understatement. When he opened the page, his heart (and he wasn't going to say it out loud, but his cock too) jumped in excitement.
Aaron was into pretty kinky stuff, if the site was anything to go by. From deepthroats to rape kinks, everything neatly saved in the favorites page.
Sure, the man was refusing to look at Spencer, but the genius could work with it.
What Aaron didn't know, because he thought he was doing a great job hiding it, was that Spencer knew the man in front of him had a little crush on the genius.
And frankly, he had seen him check out Derek too.
He looked at the windows watching over the bullpen, pleased that the curtains were already down.
Time to put the theory to the test.
He slowly got up from his chair, setting the phone down on the desk, sitting back down on it, right in front of Aaron.
That's when the man finally looked up, looking like a deer caught in headlights. Spencer smirked at him.
He looked adorable from up here. Spencer knew he'd look even prettier with a mouth stuffed full of cock.
"Suck me off" Spencer told him evenly. Aaron was positively taken aback by the assertive tone, he eyes glancing at the windows.
"We're at the office-" he tried to say.
"Last I checked, whores follow orders" the genius cut him off. Aaron's cheeks deepened in color, the older man swallowing nervously.
"I- I don't think-" the Unit Chief stammered. He had expected Spencer to excuse himself and hurry out of his office, not this.
"Do I have to tighten that tie around your neck to make you listen?" Spencer smiled, cheering on the inside at the rosy tint Aaron's cheeks picked up.
For a second, he thought he was dreaming. He wasn't going to say it out loud, but he had imagined this scene happening a lot lately; he remembers his hand furiously moving up and down his shaft as he jerked himself to completion one time, thinking how good it would feel to just let go.
And he knows Spencer noticed his excitement.
With slightly trembling hands, he unbuckled Spencer's belt, glancing at the door as he pulled down the fly.
He grabbed the hem of Spencer's underwear, pulling them down along the pants just enough to free the genius' already hard cock.
And, God, he didn't expect the size. The biggest, and only, cock he'd ever taken was 6 inches, tops. Spencer's? He estimated a good 10. He wasn't about to consider the girth.
He also wasn't about to say how much the size turned him on.
Aaron took a deep breath, heart beating fast as he fully realized he was about to suck his subordinate's cock in his own office. That he, SSA Aaron Hotchner, the straight arrow, was about to break every single rule about fraternization in the workplace, and then some.
He took the genius' head in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks gently as his tongue lapped the tip slowly.
Emboldened by Spencer's sharp breath, he took a little more, bobbing his head along the shaft slowly, not enough to hit the back of his throat, just enough to fill his mouth.
"Are you going to start sucking it properly or what?" Spencer grunted in frustration after a while.
Aaron stopped, cock still in his mouth, looking up into Spencer's eyes. And just as he did that, he felt the cock twitch.
"Take me deeper in your throat" Spencer ordered again. To his merit, Aaron tried, but when he felt it go further down his throat he gagged, going back to a safer depth.
Which, clearly, Spencer didn't appreciate.
Aaron slowly pulled off, dragging his lips along the shaft, swallowing the extra saliva that had pooled in his mouth.
"I- I don't-" the Unit Chief stammered. He had thought about it, sure. Fantasized about it, even. But fantasy and reality were two very different things.
"I'll be damned" Spencer chuckled. "You touch yourself to that kind of stuff, but you can't even take a cock down your throat?" he quipped, cocking an eyebrow.
Aaron didn't want to admit how much Spencer's sudden dominance turned him on.
"Didn't know I was going to break in a virgin" the genius added, stroking Aaron's cheek with his thumb, almost mockingly.
"Not a virgin" Aaron rebutted, looking down. He wasn't, but to say he was experienced would be a total lie, he realized.
And, frankly, he had never really thought about exploring, not until a few days back.
"I guess I'll have to train you, then" Spencer smirked, and Aaron's head snapped back up. "Lose the tie, unbutton the first buttons of your shirt" he picked up again.
Aaron obeyed, glancing between the genius' eyes and his cock, heart leaping in his chest at how pleased Spencer was that Aaron was following his orders.
"Go on" the genius pushed, grabbing the base of his cock. Aaron went back on it, working it as he was before.
"Relax your throat, take me deeper" Spencer told him softly. His voice still had that dominant edge to it, but he had softened it just enough to allow Aaron to know that, no, he wasn't in danger.
The Unit Chief tried. He did take a little more than before, but the gag reflex soon kicked in, forcing him to pull back.
But, God, he really wanted to take the whole thing down. Slowly, he tried again. Each time, he was able to take a little more, but it was never enough, and the gag reflex wouldn't disappear.
"The longer you take, the more the profilers out there are going to become suspicious" Spencer suddenly pointed out.
Aaron glanced at the blinds hiding the two of them, then back up at Spencer. There was no way the genius thought he could just do that.
"I came here hoping to get great service from an experienced slut. Don't get me wrong, I love that I get to break you in, but you either start putting real effort in it, or I'm shoving it down regardless of how much you struggle" Spencer finally said.
Aaron couldn't help the whimper escaping his throat, muffled by the cock in his mouth. He shut his legs close tightly without even realizing.
Spencer smirked, grabbing a fistful of Aaron's hair. He began moving the older's head, forcing him to take more of his size.
Aaron chocked, hands gripping Spencer's pants legs. Tears pooled in the corner of his eyes, as Spencer kept forcing more down his throat.
He suddenly pulled Aaron off of him, the older coughing, a thick strand of saliva keeping him connected to the other's member.
Aaron looked at the genius through tears, cheeks a deep red, panting heavily.
"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Spencer asked, smirk widening.
And, God, it felt good. Aaron's left hand moved to palm himself through his pants. He was rock hard, the situation turning him on more than he ever thought it could.
"Don't you fucking dare, slut" Spencer suddenly seethed, tightening his grip on Aaron's hair. "You think you can cum? Think you've earned it?" he asked, the veil of a threat in his voice.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" Aaron whimpered. He didn't think that experimenting could feel so good.
"I've warmed you up enough, and you've kept me here long enough. You want to cum? Then you better let me fill you up" Spencer stood up fully, each hand on the sides of Aaron's face.
Aaron barely managed to nod, before the cock was pushed back in his mouth.
He chocked and moaned as Spencer began snapping his hips viciously, cock forced past his throat and back out faster than he'd ever experience.
His hands gripped Spencer's pants once again. He wanted to touch himself, even if that meant soiling his dress shirt, but he didn't want to disobey.
He wanted to be given permission to feel good, he wanted to be used like this. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and he moaned loudly around the dick in his throat.
It was overwhelming, Spencer using his throat without a care for how he was feeling. Aaron forced to sit at his desk, throat fucked brutally, no chance for him to pull away.
And it felt good. It felt incredible. It was everything he never thought he could ever feel.
Spencer's hips started moving erratically. Aaron began wondering if he was actually going to finish in his throat.
Everytime he'd given a blowjob, he always spat it out. Swallowing kind of disgusted him. Now? Now he really hoped Spencer would force him to take it all.
"Fuck- That's good, this is how a cumdump like you should be-" Spencer grunted.
And just like that, he forced his cock even deeper Aaron's throat.
The older's face was pressed against the younger's pubes, his tears wetting the skin, jaw forced impossibly open. He gripped Spencer's pants with an iron grip, knuckles turning white, the size in his throat suffocating him.
Load after load, Spencer came down his throat, forcing Aaron to swallow every drop.
The older was helpless, forced to maintain the position until the younger was satisfied. He felt his cock twitch.
Before he pulled out, Spencer gave a couple more thrusts, Aaron whimpering.
Until finally, Aaron could breathe again. Saliva was pooled around his mouth, and coating the entirety of Spencer's size.
Aaron's breathing was heavy, watching the younger with wide eyes as he dried himself with the tissue he kept on his desk, tucking himself back in his pants right after, Aaron's hands falling by his sides.
"Now that was a blowjob" the genius let out a satisfied sigh. "Guess I better get back, though" he shrugged. That snapped Aaron back to reality.
"No, I- I need to-" Aaron begged, legs pressing against each other. He hadn't really noticed it while he was busy suffocating, but now he could feel how wet he was from his own precum.
He was so hard, he knew that a simple touch would make him burst.
"Aw, you think you did enough to cum?" Spencer cood mockingly, bending to level his eyes with Aaron's, hands in his pocket.
"You- You said-" Aaron stammered, voice raised an octave. He sounded pathetic, desperate, and it only served to fuel his erection.
"I said you had to let me fill you up. I'm just getting started with you, but we don't have time" Spencer stated. "So I'll come back here when everyone's left, and you better work for it. You'll be a good little whore for how long I want, and if I find out you've touched yourself at all, I'll punish you accordingly. Got it, slut?" Spencer smiled, grabbing his jaw.
"Yes, yes-" Aaron nodded his head as much as he could. Spencer's grip tightened slightly.
"'Yes' what?" his voice darkened.
"Yes Master, yes-" Aaron corrected himself quickly, the word rolling off his tongue as if it was second nature to him. Maybe it was.
Spencer let go of him with a satisfied smile, before he walked out of the office.
Aaron was left there, pupils blown, breathing heavy, hair disheveled, saliva drying on his lips. And an aggressive boner that made him feel sticky.
He looked down at it with a whimper, itching to touch himself.
It was about 7 in the evening when the door to his office opened again. Throughout the day, everytime his boner managed to go down a little, flashes of what he had just done crept back into the front of his brain, kicking back into work the horny process, making him rock hard once again.
So when Spencer looked at him, the genius wasn't surprised to see him so pitiful.
"My God, a blowjob did that to you? What happens when I start fucking you?" he chuckled, amused by Aaron's state.
"Please-" Aaron begged, eliciting a smirk from Spencer.
"You expect quite a lot for a whore" he chuckled, walking closer. "You're lucky I need a warm hole" he added with a shrug, stopping in front of the desk.
"Get up, kneel in front of me" Spencer ordered. Aaron scrambled to his feet, doing just that.
As soon as Spencer's cock was freed from his slacks, he began sucking on it with a desperation he had never felt.
"Shit, you're working double time" Spencer mocked him, thrusting in his throat a couple of times, before forcing Aaron off.
Aaron fell back, looking up at the genius with tears in his eyes.
"Panties down, open your shirt, and bend over" Spencer nodded his way, putting his hands in his pocket.
Aaron was shaking in shame and anticipation. He opened his dress shirt quickly, getting up on shaky legs. He hurried to pull open his pants, letting them fall alongside his underwear on the floor, before turning and pressing his chest against his desk, spreading his legs.
His desk was cold, the contact with his nipples sending a shock of pleasure down his spine.
When had they ever been so sensitive?
His breathing got caught in his throat when he felt one of Spencer's hands grab his ass harshly, choking as two fingers were forced in his mouth.
"That a boy, make them wet. You don't want me to just shove it in, do you?" Spencer cood, swirling his fingers around Aaron's tongue. He pulled them out, and before Aaron could realize, one was being pressed inside of him.
He let out a sharp breath. The times with his ex-boyfriend were always prefaced by lube. He had always worn condoms, always took things slowly. Saliva made things feel more raw than lube. Yet, despite the fact that it stung, that slight pain was what was turning him on even more right now.
Spencer put the second finger in, scissoring him open, Aaron grabbing the edge of his desk. He let out a pathetic whimper when Spencer got close to his prostate, not pressing against it.
"This should be enough" the genius said as he pulled the fingers out.
Electricity coursed through Aaron as he felt the tip pressed against his hole, gasped as it breached him. Spencer had prepared him enough to not make it too painful, but Aaron had to guess it was going to hurt more than what he remembered. After all, it had been a while, and Spencer was bigger.
"Didn't think a whore like you would so tight" Spencer grunted, as he forced Aaron's hole to stretch even further. "I would have bet money on you being all sloppy and loose" he added, pushing the last of himself inside with a harsh jab.
Aaron's scream turned into a moan. His head was a little hazy, the size in him almost tearing him open.
Despite that fact, Aaron was more turned on than ever.
Spencer barely gave him time to adjust to it, when he began ramming himself inside of Aaron. He picked up a brutal pace right away, Aaron falling flat on the desk, screaming loud moans into the empty office.
It hurt, Spencer was being so rough, and he felt in heaven.
Spencer suddenly spanked him harshly. Aaron yelped, turning even redder when he realized how much he had liked it.
"You are a pain slut" Spencer gleefully commented, spanking him again. "You got all tight- Good for you" he pointed with another spank.
Tears were running down Aaron's face. He had guessed it would feel good, people were into this stuff after all, but he never thought this good.
He had come across that site by accident. He hadn't meant to, he'd never been interested in that stuff. He had been horny, came across that site, and curiosity got the best of him.
He had been hypnotized by its contents. He had closed it in a hurry the first time, not wanting his mind to go there, but he was never able to forget about it.
He knew that particular area of sex existed, he wasn't an idiot, and despite what people might say about him, he knew a thing or two about kinks. The theory of it, at least.
So he went back to the site, and slowly, despite not wanting to, he started imagining himself as the bottom. That's when he started jerking off to that stuff, and that's when his crisis began.
His entire life, everything had been vanilla. Slow, gentle, missionary- It came as a surprise to him as well, but he had preferred a more 'passive' role with his boyfriend from when he was in college. Despite that, he had always kept some type of upper hand, never submitting fully.
And, don't get him wrong, it always felt great. Him and his sexual partners had always been happy at the end of it, sex had never felt like a chore, not even with Haley. It was organic, it was good.
But he guessed, at one point, it stopped being enough.
Suddenly, he had started craving for rough, impossible positions, and dirty talk. He started fantasizing about someone else taking control, forcing him into submission, turning him into a bitch. He wanted to give up being the one in charge completely.
Worst yet, he imagined a couple of specific colleagues doing that to him.
Shocks were sent to his body, a heavenly feeling filling him up. But despite this, he didn't come. His moans became desperate, filling the room alongside the sound of Spencer's hips slamming against him, the sweet release right around the corner yet so unattainable.
"Please, please- I wanna cum, Master-" he started babbling, lost in the hurricane of new sensations Spencer was putting him through.
He had thought about Spencer ruining him as much as Derek, but he had never thought Spencer would actually be so dominating.
"Then cum" Spencer chuckled, slamming himself roughly inside of Aaron still, spanking him once more. The genius finally hit his prostate, the older screaming at the pure white pleasure he felt from it, but nothing came out. "Aw, can't do it without someone touching you? Guess you won't cum, then" he snickered.
"Please, please-" Aaron begged. He wasn't sure what he was begging for, but he knew he had to. One thing he was sure of, however, is that it was nearly impossible to come without receiving direct stimuli. Or, well, he couldn't do it.
"This is such a warm hole to fuck- Why didn't I bend you over earlier- You're such a pathetic cumdump-" Spencer rambled, hips quickening in pace, hitting the older's prostate again and again, reveling in the added desperation it gave Aaron.
Aaron was a mess. He couldn't stop moaning, his desk was covered in drool. His cock leaked precum in a way it never had, and Spencer's words went right to his shaft.
The genius was ridiculing him, using him as a mere object, and Aaron wanted more of that. His need to cum was almost put at second place, almost.
It was sudden.
A minute earlier, Spencer was happily slamming into him, thick cock hitting every nerve ending inside of Aaron. The next, he was burrowing himself deeper than humanly possible, filling Aaron up with warm cum.
And Spencer bit him, right on the shoulder, hard. Aaron's eyes widened, and before he could realize, his cock was bursting, thick strands of cum covering the desk, falling on the floor.
Aaron felt the orgasm all throughout his body. His eyes rolled in the back of his head, legs shaking so much he would have fallen had he not been on the desk.
Spencer was filling him up like no one ever had, pain erupting from the shoulder Spencer was still biting to stifle his own voice.
The feeling was too much, Aaron overtaken by the impossible pleasure he was feeling, the world disappearing around him.
When he came back to it, he was on the couch in his office, on his side. Behind him, a warm body was pressed against him, soft lips kissing the injured flesh.
He felt Spencer's cum start to leak out, and he whimpered in pleasure. When had he gotten so sensitive?
"A good orgasm will do that" Spencer softly said from behind him, as if he had read his mind. Every trace of the dominating lover had disappeared from his voice, much to Aaron's surprise. "First time having a full body orgasm?" he asked, kissing his shoulder again.
"Yeah" Aaron murmured. It felt nice, being the one receiving the cuddles, for once. Just like how it had felt nice letting go of all authority.
"Welcome to a brand new world, then" Spencer huffed a soft laugh, hugging Aaron tightly.
"Is this a dream?" Aaron finally managed to ask, voice straining from how tired he felt.
"Nope, a hundred percent real. You okay?" Spencer asked, hands caressing Aaron's belly.
"Tired" Aaron groaned, moving his neck slightly to give more space for Spencer to kiss, smiling at the sudden tenderness. Okay, yeah, Aaron was kind of a sucker for tender touches. It just so happened that they feel that sweeter after your brain has been fucked into a clean slate.
"It was so good. It was amazing, I've never felt so good" Aaron rambled after a few beats of silence had passed. "I didn't even think something like this could feel so good" he continued.
"Well, good news" he felt Spencer's lips curl into a smile against his neck. "We can do this whenever we want. It just so happens that, thanks to your phone, I know exactly what you like, and I have a bunch of really big dildos to satisfy you" he commented, sucking a soft hickey on Aaron's exposed skin, the latter gasping in pleasure.
"Yes, yes please-" Aaron whined, actually whined.
"You're about to discover a lot more about yourself, little slut" Spencer whispered in his ear, sending goosebumps down Aaron's spine.
Aaron couldn't wait to discover what it was.