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“Tell me what to do,” Sam asked and watched as Alek nearly came apart.
“Fuck,
you’re beautiful,” he told Sam as he got up and gently laid the young
man back on the bed, Sam’s finger still buried inside himself. Alek
stayed up on his knees, not wanting to miss anything, and placed a
reassuring kiss on one of Sam’s raised knees. “Add another finger; work
it in nice and slow.”
Sam did
as he was told and let his head fall back in pleasure at the familiar
stretch. “Feels good,” he whispered. There was something extra naughty
about doing it during the day with the curtains wide open, he felt.
“Good
boy,” Alek told him, making him shiver. “Now, fuck yourself with them,
get nice and loose. Once that plug is in you it’s staying there until
we’re done.”
Sam
groaned and bit his lip as he pumped his fingers in and out of his body.
It seemed he liked someone else to take control in the bedroom. He was
truly learning a lot about himself living there with Alek and Jackson.
“That’s good,” Alek reassured him, his hand teasingly close to Sam’s hardening dick. “I think you’re ready, don’t you?”
Sam
could only nod as he removed his fingers, feeling extremely vulnerable
and open to scrutiny, but then he supposed that was kind of the point.
Alek took a breath before sliding the vinyl toy into Sam’s stretched
hole.
“God,
it was so hard not to just fuck you then, all open and wet for me,” he
moaned, one hand now squeezing himself while the other stroked through
the neatly trimmed thatch of honey-blond curls at the base of Sam’s
cock. The toy felt a little uncomfortable at first and Sam felt his
erection flag slightly but soon it was seated deep and the bent tip was
at just the right angle to rub over his prostate. He moaned as Alek let
go of the thing, leaning back on his heels to make sure he had a good
view.
“Now fuck yourself,” Alek ordered. Sam was barely able to stop himself from saying, “Yes, sir.”
He slowly pulled the plug half way out only to slam it back in again. “Oh fuck, that’s so good.”
Alek’s
leaking dick told Sam that he agreed. The vampire’s hand had disappeared
from his dick now, clearly not wanting to come before Sam was even
inside him. Instead Alek reached once again for the tube of lube and
squeezed some onto his hand before reaching over to Sam and slathering
it onto his cock. Sam groaned at the touch and at the thought that Alek
was readying himself for him.
Sam was
surprised though, when Alek made no move to stretch himself. As if
sensing his distraction Alek smirked. “I’m a vampire, love. My body
doesn’t need any stretching.”
Sam
hissed as the buttplug once again slid over his sweet spot, thinking
that if he didn’t stop soon then he would be too far gone to fuck Alek
good. He pushed it in until it was secure and carefully got back up onto
his knees.
“Are
you ready?” Sam asked. Alek didn’t answer him. He just got up onto all
fours and turned to present his arse. Sam’s cock jumped at the
invitation, and he crawled to Alek until he was right behind him. “Are
you sure I won’t hurt you?”
Alek
just chuckled and pushed his behind back against him. “Trust me, baby.
If an alpha werewolf can’t hurt me, then I think we’ll be fine.”
Sam
wasn’t insulted by the comment. He was much smaller than Jackson, not to
mention he didn’t have any super strength like both of his lovers did.
He nodded once, more to himself than to Alek, and grasped the base of
his slick cock before bringing it to circle Alek’s entrance.
Pushing
slowly into Alek was like a religious experience for Sam. The vice-like
grip around him had the young man panting. Nearly a thousand years old
and Alek was as tight as a virgin. God bless vampire super healing
abilities.
Alek’s
hands gripped the bedcovers, and Sam felt his lover’s body squeeze
around him. “That feels good, love. Now fuck me like I know you want to.
Don’t hold back, I like it nice and hard.”
Sam
heard himself whimper, and he pushed deep into the vampire, gripping his
hips hard before pulling back out and slamming back in. Sam rocked
Alek’s body forward with the motion, and Alek rocked back onto him as he
pulled back, as though chasing Sam’s cock. Sam, only now capable of
thinking of someone else’s pleasure other than just his own, went to
take hold of Alek’s cock but the vampire shook his head.
“No,
baby. Fuck the come right out of me,” he demanded breathlessly. Sam
guessed this was what they called topping from the bottom; if it was
then Alek was an expert at it.
Sam fucked him hard, pounding into him. Sweat gathered on Sam’s skin and his balls tightened.
“Now stop,” Alek ordered. Sam stopped his thrusting, though he had no idea how he managed that level of self-control.
“Are
you okay?” Sam asked, wondering why on earth anyone would want to stop
what they were doing. If Sam could he would spend every last second of
his life doing just this. “Why do you want me to stop?”
Alek turned his head to smile over at the doorway. “Because we’ve got company.”
Sam
turned his head so fast that he nearly got whiplash. There standing in
the open doorway, which Sam was sure he had closed before they had
started, was Jackson. Sam’s werewolf mate had opened his jeans and was
stroking his hard cock while watching them.
Sam whimpered again and couldn’t stop himself from thrusting forward into Alek again, making them both hiss in pleasure.
“He’s wearing a buttplug,” Alek told Jackson. “All you have to do is pull it out and slide right into him.”
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