Chapter 10
“Yeah, you are,” Peter said, standing up and putting his boot down on Chad’s chest. He ground his heel down just enough so that Chad would feel it. “Ready to fucking take it. That’s what you are.”
Chad closed his eyes and took a sharp breath, lifting his hips in a rutting motion that betrayed just how turned on he was.
Peter grinned and walked up so that he was standing with his feet on either side of Chad’s head, facing so that he could see Chad laid out in front of him. It was a beautiful sight, and Peter spent a few seconds just jerking off to it.
But he hadn’t come all the way out into the wilderness to jerk off.
Moving a step back, Peter went down on his knees and lowered himself down over Chad’s body so that his rod-hard cock was pointing right at the boy’s mouth.
Without wasting any time on niceties, he pushed past the ring-gag and into Chad’s throat, forcing his meat inside Chad’s throat one inch at a time until he was fully sheathed.
Chad choked and gagged, but Peter didn’t even think about pulling out.
He clamped his thighs together around Chad’s head, squeezing it tight, and reached down to free Chad’s cock.
Opening up Chad’s pants, Peter breathed in the scent of sweat and exertion mixed with the distinctive aroma of Chad’s sex.
He leaned down and licked a long stripe up the side of Chad’s cock, tracing a thick vein with his tongue, making the warm meat throb in his hand before he took the tip into his mouth.
Peter sucked on Chad’s cock until he could feel him starting to go limp from the lack of oxygen, at which point he lifted his hips just long enough to let Chad catch his breath before fucking back inside his mouth like a sledgehammer.
This time he didn’t stay buried in Chad’s throat, but instead set up a punishing rhythm that slammed Chad’s head into the soft forest floor with every thrust. The sound of Chad’s frantic choking and gagging just pushed Peter to fuck him harder.
It was almost too much, and Peter had to still his hips when he almost shot his load. He wasn’t ready to come yet. He buried his cock to the hilt in Chad’s forced open mouth, all the while sucking on Chad’s cock like it was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
Chad’s cock was rock hard, taking the domination and skull-fucking like he was born to it, and when Peter slid his hand down and shoved a finger into his ass the reaction was instantaneous.
Chad’s ass squeezed down on Peter’s finger, his whole body going tense as he shot his load into Peter’s mouth.
Peter kept on sucking, letting Chad’s come dribble down the sides of his cock and over his knot as he jerked him through his orgasm. His own cock was still buried deep in Chad’s throat, and he knew that the oxygen deprivation was only aiding Chad in achieving even greater pleasure.
Lifting his hips, Peter let Chad gasp for air, but he didn’t stop jerking him off or sucking him. He was going to work Chad’s sensitive cock until it was limp and every touch was unbearable.
“You want me to stop?” he asked a little later, swiping his thumb over the slit of Chad’s cock and making him whimper.
Chad made a gurgling noise that Peter took as an enthusiastic yes.
“Really?” he asked, pulling his cock all the way out of Chad’s mouth and sitting up so that he could look down at the red and splotchy face of his mate. “You don’t want me to keep playing with your cock?”
Chad shook his head back and forth, his expression pleading. Peter let his lips pull up in an evil grin.
“Does it matter what you want?” He cradled Chad’s face between his hands, thumbs pressing down through the ring gag and into his mouth. He massaged the sides of Chad’s face with his fingers.
Chad blinked, his pupils huge and dark as they looked up at Peter, both of them muddy and wet and turned on beyond reason. He shook his head.
Peter’s grin widened.
“Good boy,” he said, standing up and walking to stand between Chad’s legs.
He moved them apart with his boot—more careful than he would have been if not for Chad’s ankle—and crouched down between them.
“But I don’t want to play with your cock now.
I need to feel that hole squeezing my knot. You ready?”
Chad nodded and tried to mumble something, but Peter had no idea what. Taking pity on him, Peter leaned forward and unbuckled the gag, gently prying it out of Chad’s mouth. Chad worked his jaw with a grimace, wetting his lips and swallowing.
“Want it,” he said, leaning his head back and breathing hard. “Want to feel you inside of me.”
Peter couldn’t say no to that. He lifted Chad’s legs up and bent them down against his stomach, using his own upper body to keep him pinned in half, and grabbed a single use packet of lube and squirted the sticky contents all over his cock.
Chad’s legs were up around his ears, and Peter took a second to appreciate how flexible he was before pushing forward and splitting him open on his cock.
Chad let out a grunt; as though Peter’s thrust had shoved the air right out of his body, and Peter grinned as leaned down to kiss him.
“God, you feel so good,” he said, pressing his cheek against Chad’s and rubbing them together. Chad was tight and hot around him, and Peter couldn’t get over how lucky he was. Chad had chosen to be his: to submit to him and share a life together. It was more than Peter had ever thought he’d have.
“Love you so much,” he said, kissing his way down Chad’s jaw and throat until he reached his claiming bite. He opened his mouth and placed his teeth over the scar, biting down gently. Chad went still for a second, and then took a shuddering breath like he too was overcome with emotion.
“Come on and fuck me already,” he said, sounding impatient.
Peter laughed. Here he was, balls deep in Chad’s ass, being an emotional sap while all Chad wanted was to be pounded into oblivion.
Well… Peter had no problem delivering what Chad wanted. Lifting up, gripping Chad’s thighs under his knees, Peter pulled his cock almost all the way out before fucking it back in as hard as he could.
“You want to get fucked?” he growled, the words a challenge. Chad nodded.
Peter obliged. He let his weight rest on Chad’s thighs, pinning him to the ground and holding him in place, and fucked him for as long and as hard as he could.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the air, interspersed with Peter’s grunts and Chad’s moans.
When Peter finally shot his load he was exhausted, slumping down on top of Chad as his knot expanded and he filled his mate’s hole with come.
“That what you wanted?” he asked, grinding his hips into Chad’s ass. Chad laughed, sounding wrecked.
“Yeah. That was good.”
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