by Toby Aden
A surprised giggle and moan erupted from Will when Gregory began sucking on his inner thigh, and he began wiggling to get away. “Oh, God, stop. I’m ticklish.”
A roguish grin spread across Gregory’s lips at Will’s words, and staring down at his mate’s naked body, he traced his gaze over the slight bruise that was already forming from the suction of his mouth.
As though reading Gregory correctly, his mate shook his head, wiggling harder but only succeeding in arousing Gregory further. “Don’t you dare!”
“Or what?” Gregory countered and took the other inner thigh into his mouth, sucking down powerfully and eliciting another giggle as Will turned his body and tried to get away.
“What are you doing to me, you…you…behemoth?”
Gregory chuckled. “Is that any way to talk to your mate?”
Will batted his lashes, and a beautiful grin spread across his face. “Well, mate. Should I not call a spade a spade? Or would you prefer amazingly gorgeous, maddening, and slowpoke mate?”
“Your mouth, mate. So impudent.”
Will laughed, “Well, get back to work, old man. It’s not every day I experience such delicious delights.”
Gregory pulled open his bedside drawer and grabbed the bottle of lube, opened it, and poured a generous amount onto his hand. He took hold of Will’s bobbing, erect cock and sucked it into his mouth then slid his other hand toward Will’s back entrance. He pressed on the tight ring of flesh there, keeping the pressure until his finger slid into the tight, hot heat. Gregory sucked on Will’s cock, distracting him from what his fingers were doing inside Will’s body.
“Oh God, Gregory. What are you doing? Right there.”
Will experienced a pleasure such as he had never known his body capable of. With Gregory’s wicked fingers inside him, slowly driving him crazy and his mouth enclosed around his cock, he thrashed on the bed, unable to hold it in.
Gregory slipped another finger into Will’s hole, shifting and searching until he reached Will’s prostate, and then he brushed against it, causing Will to jerk up in surprise and moan in pleasure.
Eyes wide, Will panted out, “What the hell was that?”
Gregory released Will’s cock with a pop and grinned. “My bad, since introductions are in order, Will, meet your prostate,” Gregory said with a short tortured laugh.
Gregory brushed against Will’s prostate over and over again, relishing the cries that came out of his sassy mate’s mouth.
“Oh my gawd, Greg! What are you trying to do to me?”
“Enjoy, love. It only gets better.” Another finger soon followed, and Gregory continued stretching his mate’s hole, returning to sucking the life out of Will’s cock.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Will screeched.
Will felt electricity zig through his body, his balls and cock straining, and he just knew something was about to happen to him. But, at the last minute, Gregory released Will’s cock with a pop and used his other hand to squeeze the cock to detain Will’s release.
“W-why did you do that?” Will complained when he felt his release receding back, tortured to the edge only to be stopped.
Gregory pulled his fingers out of Will’s body, threw his mate’s legs over his shoulders, and lubed up his own cock then positioned himself between the other man’s legs, his cock at Will’s entrance. “I’m going to enter you now. Let me know if it’s too much.”
Will bit his bottom lips, looking worried, his hands on Gregory’s arms to support himself. “Will it hurt?”
“A little. Just remember to push out and it’ll all be fine.”
“Push out?”
Gregory nodded, the strain of restraining himself clearly visible on his frowning face. “Push out against me when I push in.” Gregory peppered kisses on Will’s face, holding it in place for his inspection. “It will be fine. It would be easier to take you from behind with your ass in the air, but I want to see your face when I enter you.”
Will blushed and smiled. “I want to see your face, too.”
“Good. Here I go.”
Gregory pressed the tip of his cock against Will well-oiled entrance. He held that position for a while before applying more pressure until the tip of his dick slid into Will’s body. He stopped, wiggled his body, then stopped again, all the while watching Will’s eyes as they widened in wonder and surprise.
“Okay so far?”
Will nodded, biting down on his bottom lip and squeezing Gregory’s biceps. “Keep going.”
Gregory nodded tightly, the veins bulging on his neck with the effort it took for him to restrain himself until the other man got used to his size. He pushed in, sliding into Will gently, gently, and then he immediately stopped when he saw Will wince.
“Okay?”
Will shook his head, then stopped, then shook his head again.
Gregory traced his fingers down Will’s face and cheekbones. “It’ll get easier. Trust me, Will. You’re too tense. Let yourself go. I’ll catch you.”
Will’s forehead was creased, and his body as tense as could be.
“Relax, baby.”
They stayed like that for a few minutes until Will nodded and Gregory surged all the way into him. Gregory bottomed out and stilled inside Will, allowing the younger man to get comfortable and used to his size. “You okay, mate?”
Will nodded. “Yes. It’s just strange, different, and I feel full.” Grinning, Will focused on his mate’s face then said cheekily, “Move, old man.” Will dug his fingers into Gregory’s back, trailing his fingernails down until he reached the curve of Gregory’s ass, an impish glow in his eyes, as he teased and turned Gregory on with a roll of his hips underneath Gregory’s body.
Gregory used his hand to still Will’s movements. “What will I do with that naughty mouth of yours?”
Will batted his lashes at the other man, grinning unrepentantly. “Fuck me into silence?”
“Why, I most certainly will,” Gregory said, humor lacing his words.
Gregory began moving inside Will, rotating his hips then pulling back and pushing into Will. Will tried to adjust to the cock moving in and out of his arsehole, and after a few minutes, it seemed like his hole relaxed and the pain went away.
Gregory kissed the tip of Will’s nose, all without breaking his rhythm. “So beautiful, my mate. I’m glad I met you.”
“I’m glad my brothers and I came here, too. I wouldn’t have met you otherwise.”
Gregory smiled and began pounding in and out of Will’s hole. With a grunt, Gregory grabbed Will’s hips and pulled his cock almost all the way out then slammed it back in, hard. When Will screamed out his name as his limbs turned to mush from the overwhelming pain-pleasure channeling through his body, Gregory did it over and over again, and Will squeezed down just as Gregory buried himself once more to the hilt.
Gregory’s rhythm stuttered but picked back up as he resumed pounding relentlessly into the other man’s body. Neither gave a damn about the sweat running down Gregory’s body and mingling with the sweat on Will’s. They were consumed with passion for each other.
“Will, Will, Will. So good, so gorgeous,” Gregory kept chanting over and over again, his voice mixing with that of Will’s in their cries of passion.
“Oh, Gregory, I feel so full, so good, never want to stop,” Will panted out, moving beneath Gregory’s body and matching his pace to Gregory’s.
Gregory planted kisses all over the other man’s face then took Will’s mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue taking and pulling Will’s cries into his mouth, all without breaking rhythm. “Never, never, mate of mine.”
Gregory suddenly sped up his pace, and Will held his breath, panting hard with each thrust of Gregory’s cock jabbing into his prostate. Gregory surged deeply into Will’s hole and bit down at the junction of Will’s shoulder and nape, claiming the man fate had intended for him with the mating bite.
Will’s vision blacked out from the intensity of the emotions rushing through his body and it was
as though he saw stars. Before he knew it, he was coming so hard that it felt like his balls were being pulled into his body, screaming out Gregory’s name as he shot all over himself and the bed.
Gregory was not far behind Will, shooting jets and jets of cum inside Will’s channel. When Gregory came down from his sexual high, he noticed that he’d fucked his mate into unconsciousness. Worried, he pulled out of Will’s body gently then touched his hand to Will’s forehead.
It felt cool to the touch, and then he placed his hand against Will’s neck, feeling for a pulse. The steady thump, thump beating against his fingers went a long way into reassuring him, and a wry chuckle escaped from him. Gregory got up from the bed and padded to the bedroom to fetch a cloth to clean them both up.
Once Gregory had taken care of the both of them, he tossed the washcloth onto the ground and snuggled in behind Will, pulling the other man against his chest. He buried his nose into Will’s shoulder, inhaling the scent of his mate. The thought of wearing his sassy mate down to the point of unconsciousness brought a smile to his face. It was not long before he nodded off to sleep, too.
Chapter Three
Will awoke to lips kissing his shoulders. Not ready to face the day yet, he tried batting away whatever was disturbing his precious sleep, but insistent lips kept kissing his shoulders, up his nape, then his cheeks. The lips began sucking deeply on his skin until he released an involuntary moan. Then he turned to his side, dislodging the lips from his person.
One lid popped open to see a face so close to his and brown eyes staring back at him. He released an ungodly scream, scrambling back until he fell and landed on the floor, and laughter floated around to greet his ears. Spitting mad and ready to lay into his idiotic mate as events of the previous night came crashing back into his mind, Will glanced up from where he was sprawled on the floor and glared at the too-pleased-with-himself look on Gregory’s face peering down at him from the side of the bed.
“You’re an ass.” More laughter met his proclamation. “A grade A ass.”
His mate reached down and pulled him up back onto the bed, and Will rubbed his offended bottom gently.
“Aw, is my sassy mate grumpy this morning?” Gregory teased in a singsong.
Will reach beside him, plucked a pillow from the bed, and used it to hit Gregory in the face. His annoyance climbed higher as the other man fell back on the bed chuckling.
“I’ll teach you to laugh at me,” Will exclaimed, climbing onto Gregory’s body until he straddled the man’s tight, muscled six-pack.
Will raised the pillow with both hands and began pummeling Gregory, screeching out his own laughter as the other man tried, but failed, to get away. He knew that Gregory let him get away with it, but that did not stop him from getting his revenge or having fun of his own.
Soon, Gregory grabbed both arms before the pillow made contact with his face again and smiled gently at Will. “Had enough yet, mate?”
“Have you?” Will asked, and just to be provocatively wicked, he wiggled lower and ground his morning erection down against Gregory’s semi.
“Oh, you devious mate of mine. Looking for trouble, are you?”
Will bit his lips, chuckling on the inside as he ground a few times on Gregory’s rapidly filling cock. He lifted up and ground on Gregory’s fully erect and raring-to-go dick, biting back a smile as the other man growled before he dashed up and away from the bed and his mate. He held a pose at the doorway to the bathroom then grinned devilishly at his confused mate, who hadn’t been fast enough to stop him from moving away.
Gregory growled, held captivated by his naked mate a short distance away from him. As he lunged from the bed to follow and grab Will, Will dashed into the bathroom and shut the door, engaging the lock at the last moment before Gregory could enter.
His maniacal laughter floating over from behind the door to Gregory’s ears, Will called, “Take that, mate!”
Gregory groaned, unable to believe his mate was really going to take it all the way with torturing him. “Open the door, Will.”
“No way. Not happening, Greg,” Will said, still laughing.
“You can’t stay in there forever.”
“Really now? Can’t I?”
Will turned the tap on, allowing water to flow into the tub in the middle of the bathroom. He added scent then gingerly settled into the tub when the water was halfway full. He grabbed a washing cloth and began leisurely washing himself, sighing in contentment.
“Greg, you still there?”
On the other side of the door, Greg sat against the door to the bathroom, knowing fully well what his mate intended but too intrigued to move away. “What are you doing Will?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Will said on a giggle. “Or touch? I’m all wet all over and stroking my body with the bathing cloth.” Will cupped water in his hand and brought it up to his nose to smell. “Mmm. I smell just like you with your body wash.”
“Cruel, mate, cruel.”
Will giggled then continued to describe the scent and how the water felt against his body to Gregory pleased to hear the other man groaning behind the closed door. He slid his eyes closed and reclined, relaxing completely into the water. He was still speaking and hadn’t heard Gregory walking toward him until the man cupped water in his hand and poured it over his head.
Will sputtered and opened his eyes, sitting up in the tub and glancing in surprise at his kneeling mate, who was beside him. He wiped the water away from his face then glanced from the door to Gregory then back again.
“How did I get in?” Gregory laughed before answering his own question. “There’s not much chance of keeping me out with a locked door.” He wiggled his fingers in front of Will’s face. “I’ve got talented fingers.”
Will frowned then chuckled, knowing already that Gregory would not be able to withstand his teasing but unaware of just how the man had accomplished getting in there with him.
“Picked the lock, huh? Very innovative, mate,” Will said with a laugh before taking Gregory’s hand in his and sucking the fingers one at a time into his mouth.
Gregory chuckled. “My provocative mate.”
Gregory watched as Will’s eyes darkened with desire, and sensing what his mate wanted, Gregory stood and dropped his pants.
“Move forward a bit.” Will did as he was instructed, and Gregory climbed into the tub, shutting off the water, and settling in behind Will.
“There we go. Much better now, isn’t it?”
“Mmm hmm.” Will nodded, allowing his head to fall back against Gregory’s shoulder in happy contentment.
“Sore?”
Will nodded against Gregory’s shoulder. “A little.”
“I have a salve for that. Want me to apply it for you after our bath?” Gregory asked, running his hands over Will’s shoulder and arms.
“Yes please.”
Gregory nuzzled into Will’s neck, stroking his skin leisurely as the heat of the water soaked into them. They relaxed completely into the tub, settling into amicable silence. All they did was relish the bond between the two of them. Their rushed mating, though, was an entirely different issue.
Neither knew anything really of the other, and mating together simply because fate bid them to was a recipe for disaster. They needed to work together, to discover each other, to learn to love the other if their bond was to grow deeper.
“Greg.”
Stroking a hand down Will’s arm and just simply touching the other man, Gregory mumbled a, “hmm,” with his cheek rested on the top of Will’s head.
“I want a date.”
“What?” Gregory asked, obviously not following Will’s words.
“A date. You know, when two people go out to dinner together and get to know each other, that date,” Will said giving Gregory a cheeky smile.
Gregory scoffed. “I know what a date is, smartass. The question is, why we need one?”
Will tried to swivel, but it only resulted in water sloshing out the
side of the tub and Will slapping his hand against the water in frustration when he couldn’t manage to turn around. Gregory’s hands around him stilled his movement, and the man lifted him slightly until they both maneuvered their way so Will was sitting across Gregory’s lap.
“Okay?” Gregory asked, and Will answered him with a nod.
“A date, Greg. Don’t tell me you only thought so far as mating me and that’s it,” Will said, annoyed.
“Err…” Gregory ran his hand over his nape, eying Will carefully even as he looked on clueless.
“You can’t be that much of a caveman. What about romance and the earth-shattering gestures?” Will asked.
“Well…”
“You’ve never done this before, have you?” Will asked, shaking his head.
“You either. No?” Greg said, turning the tables on Will.
“No, but I read lots of books. Which is more than can be said about you. Anyway, I want romance and the whole shebang. Mated or not,” Will said, eyeing his mate expectantly.
“I’m not a romantic kind of guy,” Greg said.
Will said nothing but kept on eyeing Greg until the other man continued.
“I haven’t the faintest idea what to do or where to even start.” He stared at Will, but Will said nothing, just kept looking on, and Gregory kept on blabbing. “I mean look at me. Do I look like someone who has the time for romance and that mushy stuff?”
When he still did not get the desired reaction he expected out of Will, Greg exhaled loudly before saying, “I mean come on, Will. We don’t really need that. We’re mated already. What else is there?”
At that, Will frowned deeply at him, and Greg sighed. “Fuck. You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered under his breath before accepting defeat. If anything, Greg didn’t want to see the disappointed look on his mate’s face or to see it directed at him. “Fine. We’ll…date…and I’ll…turn on the goddamn…romance,” Greg gritted out from between clenched teeth, a pained expression on his face.
