Chapter 100
When he felt Chad go limp, Peter’s balls pulled tight and he shot his load with such force that he felt the pull all the way into his gut.
Yanking his cock out of Chad’s mouth before his knot locked him in place, he let Chad’s limp body slump down between his feet.
Standing up, he aimed his cock at his unconscious mate and covered him in his load.
Thick ropes of come rained down on Chad’s body, and Peter had never seen anything more beautiful.
When Chad started waking up, groggy and confused, Peter pulled him up onto the couch and tucked him into the space under his arm.
“You choked me out with your cock,” Chad said, the words brimming with amused disbelief. He reached up and ran his fingers through his hair, laughing when they came away wet with Peter’s come.
“You liked it,” Peter said, unable to muster even an inch of regret. If Chad had woken up angry or scared it would have been another matter, but it was clear Chad had enjoyed the experience just as much as him.
“I did, but that’s crazy. You can’t do stuff like that without asking me first.”
Peter pushed his nose into Chad’s hair, ignoring the come coating his face. Chad was right. Breath play to the point of passing out wasn’t something he should be springing on Chad, no matter how much they both enjoyed it.
“I’m sorry,” he said, pulling away from Chad’s hair. Chad stared up at his face and burst out laughing.
“Your face is all wet,” Chad said. Peter was about to answer, but Chad pushed up and twisted around so that he was facing Peter, and leaned in to lick the come off Peter’s face.
Holding his breath, Peter’s spent cock twitched as Chad ate his come like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Here’s a little…” Peter ran two fingers through the pool of come on Chad’s shoulder, and shoved the fingers into his mouth. Chad went still, sucking Peter’s fingers clean with the same reverence he’d shown his cock.
When Peter pulled his fingers out past Chad’s lips, cradling his jaw in his hand, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.
“Yummy,” Chad said, eyes twinkling. “But also a little gross. Let’s go shower.”
“What?” Peter just wanted to stay where he was and enjoy the moment, but Chad was sliding off the couch and dragging him with him.
“Let’s go, it’s shower time.”
Yielding to Chad’s demand, Peter followed him to the bathroom. His cock hung heavy between his thighs, swinging from side to side as he walked. He was still half hard, and catching sight of himself in the bathroom mirror he was looking good.
Chad stripped off, throwing his clothes in the laundry hamper, while Peter just kicked off his boots and let his chaps land in a heap on the floor.
Following Chad into the shower, he wrapped his arms around the younger alpha and pressed himself up against his back as the water rained down on them.
Peter couldn’t believe it was possible to be this happy.
The End