Epilogue Adam
Ten Weeks Later
O ut of the original nine puppies, only two were left. One black one and the mottled one that was mine. A golden pup had been kept by the neighbor whose dog had sired the litter. The other six went to good homes thanks to James and his connections with the vet clinic. A simple email was sent out to the client list letting them know some pups needed a home and within a half hour, all of them had been claimed.
It was hard to let them go. Harder than I wanted to admit. But after ten weeks of puppies chewing and messing up everything in sight, I was ready to have a little bit of peace back. And so was Mateo. After all, they’d all been living at his condo so they could nurse from Bessie. Not to mention, it was almost impossible to get private sexy time with so many pups around. They were terribly needy.
However, once they were weaned and claimed, they quickly disappeared to their new homes. Bessie, along with the rest of us, was sad to see them go. But she still had the two pups and the one next door. But today we were giving the last one away.
The black pup was the only one in the litter that had a small white diamond on his chest. And it was the pup that Rowan had fallen in love with the moment he saw them. Because of course I had to show them the puppies after I decided to stay. I’m not sure which he was more excited about, but he grabbed that pup and babied him every time he and James visited.
So, of course, I had to give him to Rowan. It was a total surprise for him thanks to some clever planning between James and I. James had purchased all the dog supplies they would need under the guise of taking in some fosters. And we’d both told Rowan all the pups were claimed. He looked so crestfallen when we gave him that news. However, that meant the surprise would just be all the more wonderful.
And that’s why Mateo and I were sitting in Rowan’s driveway. He thought we were just coming over for a barbeque. But he had no idea we were bringing a puppy for him. James saw us pull in and came out to meet us.
“He’s on the back porch,” he smiled, petting the pups squirming in my arms. “And he’s about as sullen and moody as he can be.”
“Good thing I brought just the right medicine for that then,” I grinned. I lifted up the mottled pup, handing him over to James. “Here. You take Travis and I’ll go surprise Rowan.”
“Why did you ever name this dog Travis?”
“He looks like a Travis, doesn’t he?” I chuckled. “Besides, it’s fun to yell a people name at the dog park. It makes me laugh every single time some middle-aged dad looks my way.”
“Yeah, and then I get to explain to them what’s going on,” Mateo added, rolling his eyes.
“Well, you’re gonna love the name Rowan picked out,” James sighed, following the pair of us around the house. “Apparently he’d already named this dog Lucky without telling any of us.”
“Christ… good thing we didn’t get rid of him,” I laughed. “I knew he liked him, but I didn’t think it was that much.”
“This boy…” James said, shaking his head. “He told me he didn’t like animals at all, and you put one puppy in front of him and you’d think the world stopped turning.”
“Sounds familiar,” Mateo muttered, glancing my way.
I just chuckled as we rounded the back of the house and stepped up on the porch. Rowan was on the far side standing in front of the grill with hunched shoulders. He was flipping burgers like he had a personal vendetta with them.
“Hey Rowan!”
“Hi,” he called back, not turning around.
I walked up behind him like it was just a normal day and I didn’t have a wriggling puppy in my arms. “How’s it going?”
He let out a long sigh. “Okay, I guess.”
“Just okay?”
“Yeah.”
I glanced back at Mateo and James. “Well, I brought you something you might like.”
“What?”
“Take a look yourself.”
Rowan finally lifted his gaze away from the grill and turned toward me. The moment his eyes fell on the pup, his jaw dropped open.
“L-Lucky?”
I nodded and pushed the dog into his arms. “Yep. And he’s all yours.”
Rowan held him awkwardly for a moment. “You’re serious?”
“Of course! You didn’t think I’d give away your puppy, did you?”
He pulled the pup into his arms, cradling it against his chest as a pink tongue lapped at his neck. “James? Is it okay?”
“I guess it’s fine,” James sighed with a wide grin. “I already bought all the stuff for him a week ago.”
“You did?!”
“Yeah. It’s in your office closet.”
Rowan had tears of joy in his eyes as he pulled me into a side hug, then went over to Mateo as well. “Thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me!” He wiped his eyes, hugging that little pup nearly to death. “I’ve never been much of an animal person but this little guy… he’s just perfect!”
“Yeah, well, Mr. Perfect likes to chew on table legs and he’s a bit of a shit when it comes to obeying commands,” Mateo added. “So, watch your furniture.”
“I don’t mind.” Rowan was still beaming. “He’s wonderful.”
“Well,” James said, looking at Mateo and me. “I guess the barbeque is saved. He’s not sulking anymore.” He put my pup down in a makeshift pen in one corner of the porch. “I’m gonna get the table set.”
He went inside as I walked over to Mateo. Off to the side Rowan was bouncing Lucky around like a baby and talking to him in a very strange high-pitched voice.
“I don’t know,” I sighed. “Maybe we should’ve gotten him that watch.”
Mateo grinned. “I think he’ll learn to like it.”
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“Oh fuck…” I groaned, my body rocking with the bed as Mateo fucked me. “Oh god…”
Mateo just smiled, his hands wrapped around my hips as he drove his cock deeper and deeper inside me. I stared up at him, my arms hooked under my thighs to keep my ass nice and open for him. Watching his expressions as he fucked me had become one of my favorite things in the past few weeks. There was just something so intoxicating about watching the pleasure cross his face. Not to mention, in this position his cock rubbed deliciously against my prostate, and it never took much to get me over the edge once he was close.
“Fuck that ass is perfect,” Mateo growled, fucking me harder.
The sound of his balls slapping against my ass filled the room along with my pathetic, begging moans. I wanted every single inch I could get from him. We hadn’t gotten to do this enough recently, and I was so filled with lust I could barely think. Letting him use my body for his pleasure turned me on more than I could ever express. It was something I could do for him that made me feel loved and important. And he gave me the best cock I’d ever had in return. As far as I was concerned, I was the one coming out on top.
Well, bottom.
“Fuck, baby,” Mateo growled, his pace quickening. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Good,” I moaned back. “I want every last drop of that load.”
“Anything you say, baby.”
I howled in delight as Mateo went even harder. His cock slammed deep inside me, my prostate taking the beating of its life. Pre-cum practically oozed out of me as I finally reached down and allowed myself to touch my aching cock. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through my body, my muscles tensing around Mateo’s fat dick. A familiar tingle ran down my spine and gathered in my balls. I’d only stroked myself a handful of times and already I was dangerously close to the edge.
“Oh fuck… I’m gonna cum!” Mateo groaned, fucking me harder.
“Fuck yes!”
I got another three strokes before he slammed his cock to the hilt with a cry, his balls tight against my ass. His dick throbbed and my belly filled with a sudden heat as he pumped his load into me. And that was just enough to push me over the edge as well. I rocked against him, fucking myself on his cock as I covered my entire torso with my seed.
We stayed there for a long moment, the endorphins making the entire world hazy and bright as we rode our orgasms through. Eventually Mateo leaned down and kissed me, his chest still heaving from the exertion.
“Damn that was good,” he growled into my mouth.
“Fuck yes it was…”
“So, are we gonna do this every night now?”
“I hope so.”
“Mmm…”
He went back to kissing me, letting his lips tell me all the terrible things he wanted to do to me without saying a word. Eventually we had to break apart and Mateo leaned back, his cock slipping out of me. I felt the familiar warmth of his cum leaking out of me. It was one of my favorite sensations in the entire world.
“Do you want a bottle of water or something?” he asked, pushing himself up from the bed and stretching.
I sat up on my elbows. “Yeah. But I can get it–” I stopped myself, remembering that Mateo was perfectly capable, and he liked being that way. “Yeah,” I repeated. “I’d love one.”
He smiled, knowing exactly what I’d done. “Thank you, baby.”
“Thank you ,” I huffed, collapsing back onto the bed. “That was a damn decent weinering.”
Mateo snorted with laughter. “You really know how to make a guy feel good, you know?”
“I do what I can.”
He leaned down, kissing me softly. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you too.”
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