124. What’s a little show between friends?
124
WHAT’S A LITTLE SHOW BETWEEN FRIENDS?
Nate
“I wasn’t sure they would ever leave.” Daire pulled in his bottom lip with his teeth. “I do like them, but if they ever saw what had been racing through my head…”
I barked out laughter. It wasn’t as if we had been subtle about what we’d been up to when they arrived. And even if we had, they’d have scented our desire.
“I’m pretty sure they know.”
“But do you?” He raked his eyes up and down my body, lingering at my crotch. “Do you know what I was thinking?”
“That you were slick and needy and the only thing that could make it better would be my knot?” Two could play this game and the best thing about it was a game that everyone won.
“No.” He pulled off his shirt, the one I wished he’d never put back on, and let it flutter to the ground. “I mean I am slick and needy and your knot is the preferable way to handle that, but that wasn’t what was flitting through my noggin as our friends were here.”
I copied him, taking my shirt up and off my head and letting it drop to the ground.
“Then tell me, mate. What was going on in your imagination? Did you see yourself kneeling in front of me as you feasted on my cock or maybe…” I cupped my growing erection over the fabric. “Maybe you saw me looking up at you from my perch on the ground, my mouth watering for just a taste as you decided if I was worthy. ”
The groan he let out had me instantly filing that away for another day. If Daire wanted to be a little bossy in the bedroom, I was down with that.
“No.” He popped open his jeans and let the zipper down slowly.
“Remind me why we put clothing on.”
“Our friends were here.” He pushed them down, taking his boxer briefs with him. “And it was polite.”
He might’ve said something else. I couldn’t be sure, my entire being was focused on his cock bouncing up and down after being set free, the tip glistening with pre-cum and begging for my tongue.
Daire cleared his throat and brought my attention back to his face. “Are you going to?”
“What? I was distracted and don’t pretend for one second that it was my fault. Look at that cock. Of course I have no idea what’s going on.”
Daire rolled his eyes.
“I asked if you were staying dressed.”
I had my clothes off so fast and loved that he was trying and failing to contain his giggling.
“We’re both naked and hard.” I grabbed my cock and gave it a slow jerk. “I wonder what we should do now. What were you thinking about earlier?” I wanted to hear his every desire and then give it to him.
Coming here had been a great idea. We needed to hash some shit out without the distraction of our daily lives. And now that we had… now it was time to get to the good stuff… the good stuff being whatever my mate wanted.
“I was picturing you, sprawled out on the grass.”
“Was I finding shapes in the sky?” I laid down on the grass and looked up hoping to find something phallic to point out. Mother nature did not disappoint. “Because right now I see a double sided dildo.”
“Where—wait—you will not distract me.” His hand was fisting his cock and he was too far away from me. I hated it.
“Sorry. But if I keep watching you with your hand on your cock, I’m going to end up shooting my load too soon.”
His eyes went wide.
“What a dirty mouth you have, mate.” He came closer and had one foot on either side of my hips. “I like it.”
He squatted down, not a lot, but enough to give me a strong scent of his slick. Gods, I’d been kidding about coming too soon, but damn it was the truth.
“I was picturing you on the grass as I ride you reverse cowboy, but now… now that I’m here, I think I want to see your face as I use your cock to make me come.”
“Fuck.” I hadn’t meant to say it out loud.
“Oh, I plan to.” He lowered himself until he was hovering right over my cock. “And you are going to sit still—unless this is too much.”
I hated to see his confidence waver like that. Especially when this was by far the hottest fucking thing I’d ever experienced and he’d yet to touch me .
“This is fucking perfect. Can’t you see how hard I am for you? I will not move. Promise.” Or at least I was going to try.
“We shall see.” He grabbed hold of my cock and situated himself so I was poking right at his entrance. “I can’t wait to feel you stretch my hole.”
“Yes,” I panted, his fingers giving my erection just enough pressure that it was taking a huge effort not to buck into his hand.
But I promised.
He lowered himself until I was fully situated in his ass.
I was going to break my fucking promise. It felt too good being inside him. It always did, but in this position with him being all alpha, it somehow brought it to an entirely new level I hadn’t known I wanted.
“I’m not moving.”
“Did you want a sticker?” He stuck out his tongue playfully. “I could have some made… like a reward chart.”
I wasn’t even sure if he was kidding.
“I just… you feel so good wrapped around me, holding me so tightly.”
Daire started to move up and down my shaft slowly and any hope I had of saying more was gone.
“Your cock was made for my ass.” He started to bounce up and down, increasing his speed with each movement. “Look how hard I am.”
“Did you… do you want me to touch it?” Please let him say yes.
Instead he tsked. “No moving.”
His movements didn’t falter as he grabbed his cock and started to jerk it in sync with his movements.
“Watching you… Gods, you are the sexiest omega who ever walked this planet. How is it that you’re mine?”
He didn’t answer, his head falling back, his eyes closed as he upped his game moving harder and faster, his balls tightening up. He wasn’t going to last long and neither was I.
“I’m going to come,” I warned him. If he wanted to make this last longer, he was going to have to stop being such a fucking rock.
“Good. Fill my ass with your cum and then knot me, alpha. Show me how I make you feel.”
Three more trips up and down my length and I did just that, my orgasm rushing through me, my cum shooting into his ass as he spurted onto my chest, my knot filling him as we cried out each other’s names.
He collapsed on my chest breathless, his body tugging on my knot. He was going to feel it in the morning. I had a feeling that was the goal and just thinking about him remembering fucking me every time he walked or sat down just… just.
“I love you, omega mine.” I kissed the top of his head, the only place I could reach with his body at this angle.
“Not as much as I love you, alpha. I’m sorry.”
I wrapped my arms around him .
“All is forgiven. There were two of us who could’ve communicated better. We’ll just have to work harder at doing so—together.”
“Together.”
Another car sounded in the distance. This time there would be no way of hiding what we were up to when whomever it was came over—not with my knot in his ass. As long as it wasn’t Daire’s parents, but that was their problem.
It wasn’t Daire’s parents. It was Ivor and Ryder. They’d left with the others but returned to discuss some bad news Ryder got at the doctors—his cancer was spreading and he needed chemo.
Cancer fucking sucked.
Although Ryder teased that maybe it was worth it seeing he got to watch a live porn show.
Neither Daire nor I offered to give them another anytime soon. Although if it could take the cancer away, we would gladly do so every fucking night.
Did I mention that cancer fucking sucked?