Golden Boy: True Colors #1

by Phoenix, Shea

  My lips slowly descended, as his hips rose up, and I slowly took him in until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I repeated it, and held his hips down to the chair- I was in control now. Or at least my body was, I wouldn’t be able to stop if I tried. I slid my throat up and down his cock.

  Nate’s fingers were in my hair, and his head was tossed back.

  “Finn,” he groaned. “You’re fucking amazing, but if you don’t stop I’m going to come in your mouth. And I had other plans.”

  I took his cock out of my mouth, and watched his face relax, “I have plans too. I want your come.” I watched the surprise and lust on his face when my lips went back to his cock and I sucked harder and faster, using my hand to grip his shaft and play with his balls. His hips were free now to pump up towards my mouth and I let him. He was losing all control and my cock was hard as a rock watching it, knowing I did this to him.

  I kept stroking and sucking until I pushed him over the edge, he came down my throat as he moaned my name and his hips jerked and I swallowed every last drop.

  When I looked up at him, after his hips stopped bucking, he was staring at me incredulous as he caught his breath and continued to pulse in my mouth.

  6

  As soon as my thoughts came back to me I pulled Finn into my arms and pulled him close for a deep, hard kiss. “As soon as I saw you standing there, in my house, wrapped in my clothes, in my scent, I wanted to fuck you so hard.” I lifted him up, my taste still on his lips, he wrapped his legs around my waist and rubbed his sweet little ass against my hardening cock and carried him up to my bedroom.

  All thoughts of anything but my cock inside Finn’s body were lost. I tossed him on the bed, and he yipped in surprise as I rolled him over on his stomach.

  I grabbed a condom and the lube from the bedside drawer and worked the lube over my stiff cock and then, when it was warm, down along Finn’s tight little hole.

  I can’t claim him until we talk.

  I can’t knot him until then.

  But I can fuck him until he squeals right now, then I’ll be able to use words again and we can talk.

  I dipped one finger inside him, he was so tight that I doubted I could last inside him long enough to knot anyways.

  “Fuck me, Nate. Right now, hard, fast. However you want. Just please do it now.”

  I turned him over and gazed into his eyes. “That was so fucking hot. I need to watch you when I fuck you.” I pressed my cock against his entrance and wrapped one hand around his ankles and folded his legs over him, his knees against my chest. With my free hand I stroked his cock. “I want to feel your hot come shoot against me while I drive into you.” Oh god, if I can last that long.

  I gazed into his big hazel eyes, the flecks of gold sparkling, and dreamy, my fantasy come true.

  I pushed my cock in slowly and kept watching those eyes as the pupils grew wider and wider and my cock grew wider and thicker inside his tight channel as he opened himself up to me.

  I was fighting the urge to sink balls-deep into him before his body had a chance to adjust. He was so tight, but his walls parted and stretched as I slid in until I was buried.

  “Mine,” I growled as I thrust slowly, his eyes rolled back and he moaned agreeing with me.

  I stroked his cock as I thrust, my wrist wrapped around his thigh. The precum was plenty of lubricant as I lightly wrapped two fingers around him, and stroked long and deep so my fingers went all the way up and down his scorching cock. The matching rhythm pushed him over, I watched his breath come faster and his eyes squeeze shut. Just in time because I couldn’t last another thirty seconds like this.

  His body convulsed in ecstasy below me as his come splashed against my hand and I wrapped my fingers tighter, then brought his come to my lips to taste him. His eyes were open again by then and he came again, before his cock was finished, his ass clenched, and he screamed, “Oh, Nate...”

  I came harder than I ever have, blinding pleasure as my lungs fought to draw in air and I crumpled over him.

  I fell to the side of him, slipping out and held him close as we both lay spent on the bed on our sides. I got up to grab a towel to clean us off, then spooned him, my tongue licked slow circles over his shoulder until he fell asleep.

  Watching him, I felt so blessed that all of this finally happened. And that my mate was a freaky wildcat in the sack. I remembered what Seth had told me just a few minutes ago.

  When I got home, Seth and Jay were waiting for me, and though I was impatient to see and especially to claim Finn, Seth sat me down to explain some things about my mate.

  “When we lost our parents, I was 17, and Finn was only 13. I was lost and heart broken, but I couldn’t be because Finn needed me. He saved me.” I understood Seth a lot better, the protectiveness he felt for Finn, and why Jay loved him so much.

  Jay held him as he told me the rest. How Seth went a little nuts for a few months, but the things he needed to do, like pack lunches, help with homework, grounded him and brought him out of that.

  “When Finn was in elementary and middle school, he was a very happy and outgoing kid and had lots of friends. But when he started high school, after our parents passed away in a car accident some older kids started to bully and tease him. All his friends left him because they didn’t want to be seen with him.”

  They moved, but at the new school, everything was all about money and clothes. He had huge glasses and was really ugly- a phase of course- and everyone laughed at him. Then a boy in 10th grade started to follow Finn around. He called Finn names, took his stuff and made up rumors. One day he and his friends beat Finn up on the bus. No one wanted to be friends with him anymore.

  This boy and his friends followed Finn around and took photos of him, in the bathroom and sent them to the entire school. When he got home from school, he would go to his room and cry all night. He never talked to anyone but Seth.

  His grades dropped and his teachers started to talk to Seth, told him Finn was lazy and refused to participate. They knew he was bullied but they never did anything to stop it.

  But he turned it all around. When he was being bullied, a new group of peer mediators were brought into the school.

  At first he didn’t feel comfortable, he thought it was just another group that would bully him. But this group was different.

  The peer mediators were student volunteers trained to resolve conflict at school, mostly bullying and psychological abuse.

  Finn joined them and almost immediately the bullying he experienced stopped. And even better, he used everything he learned to really reach out and help when other kids were being bullied. Resolving impossible conflict and recruiting both bullies and the bullied to join in the peer mediation.

  I was amazed by Seth's story. So proud and so in awe at his strength. Surviving that is plenty. To do more than survive and actually help others was a miracle, it was saintly.

  How do I fuck a saint?

  I needed to go slow. He needed me to be tender and take things slow after everything he had been through- so I thought.

  Instead, he was the one who undressed me, and my plans, and all my misgivings about fucking a saint, were out the window.

  He might be a saint, but he was also a freaky, sexy sinner once the bedroom door closed. I couldn't dream of anything better than that.

  I looked at him now and couldn’t believe anyone would ever mistreat him, abuse him. Then I laid down beside him and finally slept.

  7

  I opened my eyes, not sure if I was still dreaming or not, then I saw Nate. I watched him walk away from the bed, he had no shame, totally at ease walking around bare-ass naked. And he should be at ease. That's a great ass that he should be proud of. I sure was.

  He came back to bed and kissed me soft and slow, the tenderness in him compared to last night surprising me.

  “I wish I could take all the pain you’ve been through away,” he said softly.

  “Seth told you?” I knew the answer. Seth liked to tell
my story, and leave out his part in it. The part where I could never have survived without him being there for me. It wasn’t the complete truth, it gave me way too much credit, and was sort of embarrassing for me. And he leaves out Slate, my roommate completely. Slate was the peer mediator that took me under his wing. That showed me there was a way out. It’s not so bad, it’s over. It got better.” And keeps getting better too. “Seth leaves out his part and Slate’s part too. It’s unfair that he gives me all the credit.”

  “You do deserve a lot of credit. Maybe he leaves out his part because you’re too modest and won’t tell it yourself. Tell me.”

  “The four years I helped, it taught me to approach conflict situations as a friend, to listen to both parties. That is how things get resolved,” I said. “I’ll never forget the pain of being targeted by bullies, but I moved on. I decided to let them know that I was equal to them. At the end of the day I forgive them because they were children. You have to be yourself and stay confident. Don’t let them get to you. At some point I was proud of myself for all that I went through. They have no idea what I had been through. They probably couldn’t even take it. But I had to take it. And I’m still here going on with life.”

  “I’m glad you’re here too.” He kissed me again. “I wanted to claim you so badly last night, but we needed to talk. Do you know what happens if I claim you?”

  “What?”

  “We become bonded, forever. Live for hundreds of years and never leave each other. But I have to mark you, it’ll hurt. I won’t do it without asking you, but when we fuck again, it’ll be hard to stop.”

  “Okay. Ask me then.” I was sure I was going to say yes, he could be very persuasive with his cock inside me.

  “I want you to move in here, or the pack house. It isn’t safe out there.”

  Oh shit. “Slate.” I shouted. “What if...” I couldn’t finish the thought. The three panthers wanted an omega, and I left Slate right there while I ran away with Nate, and got down on my knees... then my knees were pressed against my chest.... Fuck I’m a horrible friend.

  “They were after you.”

  “Slate’s my roommate, and an omega. Obsessed with Gavin Ross too, he was reading all his books again when I left him.”

  “Someone will be guarding him. Trust me. Write down everyone else’s names too. We’ll guard them too.”

  “Really?”

  “Of course. You’re mine. Your friends get pack protection, whether they want it or not.”

  Seth knocked, “You guys up yet?”

  “We are. Make yourself at home.” Nate shouted through the door.

  “I am. We are. Uh, Gavin is coming over too, should be here any minute really. You almost ready?”

  “Oh shit. Gavin. Go take a shower Finn- wait.” He dug out paper and pen and held them out to me. “Write down the names of your omega friends too.”

  “In the shower?”

  “No. Write them down, then shower.”

  “I know. Being annoyed at me is calming though isn’t it?” He stared at me as I took the pen and paper from him to make the list of my omega friends. It didn’t take me very long. Slate, and then his boss Rowan. That was it. “Done.” I said and put the pen down.

  I went into the bathroom and closed the door and turned the water on.

  I let the water slide down my body.

  “Since we’re in a hurry I thought we should save time. And I thought of something else that might calm me down.”

  His hands rubbed soap over my back as I relaxed into his touch.

  He lathered up my shoulders, down my back, and paid extra attention to my ass. Nate kissed my neck and nibbled my ear lobe while he slipped his soapy hands between my ass cheeks and his finger slowly circled my puckered hole. I spun around, needing his lips,. I sucked and bit his lower lip, then thrust my tongue into his mouth. My legs curled around his waist, and Nate dug his fingers into my ass cheeks and had me pinned against the tile.

  Nate pushed one soapy finger around the rim of my entrance, rubbing in slow circles until my body relaxed and let him pump his finger in and out.

  He slid his cock in, my hole wrapping tightly around his cock, sucking him in as he thrust in and out in a short quick rhythm.

  I moaned as he hit my prostate, “fuck me, I need—” I broke off as his lips met mine, and his tongue slid in and out of my mouth to the same rhythm as his cock.

  He fucked me fast and deep until my breath came in halting gasps.

  He growled and fucked me like the animal he had inside, slamming me into the tile with every thrust.

  “You’re mine, Finn,” he growled. “Who do you belong to?”

  “You, Nate. Only you,” I moaned.

  Mine. The voice in my head screamed.

  He’s mine too!

  “Come for me, my treasure. I want to feel your hot little ass tightening around me.” Nate groaned.

  My ass clenched, sucked on him, and threw me into an orgasm, Nate's big arms curled around me, holding me while I rubbed my cheek against him, my heart melted at the warm embrace.

  “That feels so good Nate.” My body tightened and everything shattered inside me as Nate gripped my ass harder, growling into my neck.

  His teeth clamped down on my shoulder, I was ready for his bite, but he only left a bruise as we slumped under the water.

  “Just like that, except I’ll draw blood next time.” He finished soaping us up and then wrapped me in a towel and carried me back to bed.

  I raised my hand to touch the teeth marks on the back of my right shoulder. This isn’t so bad. However painful it would be, it was worth it if it meant I was marked forever, only his, and mated together. But if he didn’t hurry I might bite him first.

  Nate looked incredibly sexy with his scruffy beard. He just satisfied me, but damn it was going to be hard being around other people and remembering not to jump on him.

  We went downstairs and found Seth and Jay in the kitchen, with the table overflowing with juice and muffins and fruit. I sat down and stuffed my face, all that sex had me starving.

  Seth was looking at me strange, gawking at me, studying me.

  “What?” I asked him, almost as rudely as his staring at me silently.

  “How do you feel?” His eyes were wet again.

  “Pretty good. You?” Why are you so creepy this morning?

  “Does your mark hurt at all? Mine did, for days. We have so much to talk about now.”

  “It’s just a bruise for now.” I answered.

  Seth looked at Nate, “You didn’t claim him? What the hell have you been doing?”

  Nate gave Seth a hard look then grinned at me wickedly so I blushed. Why was Seth being such a weirdo about this? Seth and I were close, really close, but I didn’t want to talk to him about sex with Nate, not at the breakfast table. And I really didn’t want to hear the details about him and Jay either. Maybe if Nate and I had a problem, but we definitely didn’t have any problems in bed.

  Seth got up and pointed a finger in Nate’s face, “I can’t believe you.”

  I swear if he laid a finger on him I would have tackled him. I love Seth, but the flash of anger I had at his aggressiveness towards Nate was surprisingly intense. I stood and pulled Seth a respectable distance- no touching anyways- from Nate and pushed him down into his chair. I was a little too aggressive about it and Jay growled at me, then I felt Nate behind me, and heard the rumble deep in his chest, meant for Jay.

  “Stop it, everyone.” I shouted. “We’re all being horrible, let’s de-escalate. Nate, come sit next to me and eat. Seth, stay there and don’t threaten my Nate. Jay, don’t growl at me. No more growling- either of you,” I turned to warn Nate. I took his hand and had him sit, me across from Seth and him across from Jay. I could handle this.

  “We’re all bullying each other, and that never gets anybody anywhere. Seth and I could disagree way before either of you two got here, and we’re not going to change that so lay off the both of us and don’t fight ea
ch other over us. We can get over it because we have practice. Lots of practice.” I turned to Seth, “Seth, I’d never yell at Jay instead of you, you have to do the same because I might go nuts if you lay a finger on my Nate. Just like you would if I was all up in Jay’s face- which I would never do.” I took a breath and I could hear the silence, no more growling from anyone, just Seth with his mouth hanging open looking at me. “Sorry for monopolizing and ordering everyone around, but now you can talk Seth. Why the hell are you freaking out? Let’s resolve this right now.”

  He closed his mouth finally, and his eyes glazed over again for a second, then he grinned. “Never mind. I just wanted to know....” he trailed off and Jay wrapped his arm around his neck, pulling him into his chest. “Now I know. Now I’m going to have to be nice to Nate. I’m only annoyed at him now, and he knows why. I won’t have to be annoyed at him much longer. Let’s eat.”

  The weirdness in Seth definitely quieted down, he even offered Nate a muffin, then buttered it before handing it over. It felt like the three of them knew something I didn’t, but I didn’t care if they had their secret or if they were laughing at me for bossing everyone around so uncharacteristically. Whatever it was, I didn’t care. I’d always rather be the clown than deal with drama.

  We ate and things were back to normal. Normal with some smirking, but mostly normal until we heard three knocks at the door.

  “Gavin.” Nate explained as he got up and answered the door.

  He returned with Gavin, the dude on the back of all Slate’s books, except in living color. I could see why Slate had a thing- a stalker, obsessive thing- for him. He was older but not old, and powerfully built with deep green eyes, like springtime just before the flowers all bloom. And he had presence, something that made everyone watch him when he entered the room.

  There were also two other guys I didn’t recognize with him.

  “I’m sorry to interrupt a family breakfast,” Gavin offered cheerfully with a wide grin, then turned his attention to me and held his hand out. “I’m Gavin and you must be Finn Goldschmidt.”