They pulled up to Blake’s house and Troy sucked in his breath. The cabin was beautiful. The A-Frame stood out from the trees like a beacon in the night. The front of the cabin was all windows and natural woods.
“Damn,” Troy said. “This is way nicer than my place.”
Blake gave a low chuckle deep in his throat.
“Being the alpha has its perks,” he said. He parked the car and opened the door, winked at Troy, and slipped out. Troy followed, his heart pounding in his chest.
Blake pulled the door open with one swift motion. He held it for Troy.
Troy blushed and tried to ignore how mushy he felt over Blake holding the stupid door.
“Very suave,” Troy said.
The room was spotless, almost sparse in its design. It was modern with a few rustic pieces, like the reclaimed wood coffee table and the unfinished wood frames on the generic landscapes on the walls. Troy glanced around the great room, wondering how to initiate sex with Blake. It had been a long time since he had been with... well... anyone.
Troy turned when he heard the door shut. Blake stood a few steps away from him, shirt gapped open, with a predatory smile on his face. Troy felt lightheaded and excited, and not just from the alcohol.
Before he could say anything, Blake was on him.
Troy gasped as his back slammed against the wall. His gasp was swallowed by Blake’s lips. Troy gripped Blake’s shoulders and Blake held hip against the wall, large hand clasped around Troy’s hip.
Their lips moved in familiar unison, Blake leading and Troy following. Troy moaned, deepening the kiss, giving himself over completely to Blake.
Troy could feel Blake’s cock pressing against his thigh through the too tight jeans. He bit down on Blake’s lip and rocked his hips against the man. Troy’s own cock throbbed with need as it threatened to break the prison of his own jeans.
Blake groaned and pushed his hips against Troy’s, hard. Troy’s breath shuddered as they rubbed together. Even through the fabric of their jeans, the need was so strong that Troy felt incredibly hot.
Blake grabbed Troy’s wrist and slammed it above his head. Troy let out a low growl.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Troy asked, his eyes hazy with lust.
Blake broke the kiss and gave Troy a dangerous smile. The sight of it made Troy almost melt.
“I’m going to get what I came for,” said Blake.
“And that is?”
Blake cocked an eyebrow and said, “You.”
Troy closed his eyes in pleasure as Blake nipped at his shoulder. As Blake left small love bites on his neck and collarbone, the lion pulled Troy’s other arm above his head. Before Troy could blink, his wrists were held down while Blake lifted his shirt inch by inch.
Troy gasped when Blake’s fingers pressed against the warm flesh of his chest. Blake’s fingers, calloused from years of construction, traced the muscles of his abs. With each button Blake popped open, his greedy smile grew wider.
Blake pulled Troy’s shirt open and dropped his mouth to the wolf’s chest. Blake swiped his tongue in tantalizing circles around Troy’s nipple. Troy bucked his hips against Blake, arms straining to wrap around the lion’s shoulders and pull him close, but Blake held him in place.
“I want to have you all to myself for a few more minutes,” Blake said.
He dragged his tongue over Troy’s nipple before pulling it into his mouth and biting down. Troy could not argue with that kind of logic.
As Blake tweaked and slurped at Troy’s flesh, he slid his hand between Troy’s thighs. The man cried out as Blake’s hand found his cock and rubbed him through his jeans . Troy rubbed back, matching Blake’s strokes. His eyes fluttered back and he gave himself over to the pleasure.
“More, please,” Troy said, aching to feel Blake’s hand around his cock.
Blake obliged, unzipping Troy’s jeans and reaching in. His hand found the hot, hard member already slick with precum.
“Bigger than I remember,” Blake quipped, giving the cock a long, slow stroke. Troy shuddered, feeling every moment of Blake’s hand squeeze around his shaft.
“You’re awful,” Troy moaned.
Blake leaned back in, biting down on Troy’s neck, pumping his hand a little faster up and down his cock. Troy’s breath hitched and his knees quiver.
“I don’t know how much longer I’m going to make it,” Troy said, wiggling his wrists. “Please, release me.”
Blake bit down on Troy’s neck again, running his tongue over the rapidly reddening flesh, and removed his hand. Now, with both hands in control, he wrapped his arm around Troy and pulled his half-naked form close. Troy dug his hands into Blake’s shoulders, bucking his hips into Blake’s hand, nearly ready to explode.
When the pressure became too much, he pulled back from Blake.
“What are you doing?” Blake asked as Troy pushed hard on Blake’s shoulders, switching spots with the lion on the wall.
Now that Blake had his back to the wall, Troy gave a smile Blake could only describe as hungry.
“It’s my turn to enjoy you.”
Before Blake could reply, Troy was on his knees at Blake’s feet. He fumbled with the zipper, yanking it down so he could reach Blake’s cock. When the zipper finally complied, Troy let out a howl of happiness. Blake laughed.
“You’re ridiculous,” the lion said.
Troy didn’t reply. He pulled down Blake’s pants and underwear in one smooth motion and was marveling at Blake’s dick. It was massive. The head of his cock bobbed in front of Troy’s face, staring him in the eye. It was the same pink of Blake’s lips.
“Well,” Blake said, an amused hint in his voice, “it’s out. Now, what are you going to do.”
Almost reverently, Troy took the member in his hand. It was slick and veiny, and it was dying for Troy’s mouth.
Looking up at Blake, Troy leaned forward and ran his tongue the length of his shaft. Blake let out a loan purr, his eyes turning a lusty amber. Troy licked him again, growing even harder at the salty taste of his cock.
Blake thought he was going to cum right there. The sight of Troy on his knees, staring up at him, with his mouth on his cock was almost too much. The lion dropped his hand to the top of Troy’s head and gripped the man’s hair.
Troy took the cue and licked once more up and down the shaft before twirling his tongue around the head of Blake’s dick. He flicked his tongue over the slit before taking the capped head of Blake’s member into his mouth.
Blake moaned as Troy sucked. Troy ate him like he was an ice cream cone melting on the fourth of July, slurping and licking at the top and the sides of his dick. He began to bob his head, pushing more and more of Blake’s cock into his mouth.
Blake moaned and took a harder hold of Troy’s head, thrusting his hips slightly to sheath himself fully inside of Troy. Troy slurped and took all of Blake in his throat, proud and aroused by his accomplishment.
As he deepthroated Blake and listened to the man’s mewls of pleasure, Troy took hold of his own cock. Greedily, Troy touched himself, stroking the dick in his hand as he sucked the dick in his mouth. The taste and sound of Blake were overwhelming and Troy cried out, moaning around the thick, pulsing member in his mouth.
Blake thrust faster and faster, pulling his cock back and shoving it inside Troy. Troy took it all, slurping and gagging. Troy stroked harder and faster at each thrust, at each pull of his hair, at each demanding moan that escaped Blake’s mouth.
Finally, the lion roared. He pulled Troy’s mouth off his dick with an audible pop. Troy opened his mouth in protest.
“Take off your pants,” Blake commanded, ripping off what was left of his clothes and tossing them away. “I need to fuck you.”
Troy didn’t need to be asked twice. His shirt fell aside and he struggled to pull off his tight jeans. Blake couldn’t wait.
The lion dropped to the floor beside Troy and flipped the man over. Troy gasped as Blake pulled his ass close to him and yanked down the jeans.
Exposed, Troy could feel Blake’s cock teasing at his entrance. Troy shuddered. He wanted Blake inside him.
“Please,” Troy said. “It’s been so long, I need you.”
Blake pushed into him. Troy curled his hands into fists. Blake was hung and it had been so long before a cock had been inside him. There was pain with the pleasure.
“You’re so tight,” Blake said, pulling back and pushing in, slowly and gently.
“More,” Troy said, his voice coming out in a shuddering gasp. “I want you now. I don’t want to wait. Please, fuck me now.”
Blake growled his consent and slammed into the wolf. Troy howled in pleasure and pain as Blake pulled and pushed inside him. Soon, the only sounds in the cabin were the slap of flesh on flesh, moans, and heavy breaths.
Blake was close. Troy was warm and tight, his walls shuddering and squeezing around his cock.
“I’m going to cum,” Blake said. “Are you close.”
Troy nodded and began to move his hips. He moved forward and back in time with Blake, taking the cock as deep as it would go. Fully inside Troy, Blake knew he was about to cum.
“God,” Blake moaned, gripping Troy’s hips and thrusting inside him. “Oh my god.”
They moved faster and faster. Troy reached between his legs and pulled on his cock, slapping it into his hand as Blake fucked him from behind. He was close.
Blake fell forward onto Troy and bit down on his shoulder. He thrust twice more, hard, and fast, before shooting his load inside of the man. As soon as Troy felt the hot, sticky seed spill inside him, he came all over the floor.
The men stayed like that for a minute, riding the aftershocks of their release, shuddering together. Then, Blake rolled off of Troy.
“Jesus,” said Blake, running a hand over his face. “We didn’t even make it to the bed.”
Troy rolled over and crawled up to Blake. Then, he bit down on Blake’s shoulder.
“What was that for?” Blake cried out.
Troy looked up at him, feigning innocence.
“You bit me,” Troy said. “I bit you back. Now we are mated.”
“Oh,” Blake said with a smirk, “so the fucking didn’t count.”
“It did,” Troy said, resting his head on Blake’s chest, “but now it’s official.”
“I’m falling for you,” Blake said.
“I fell for you a long time ago,” said Troy, “and I fall for you, even more, every day.”
They lay like that for a minute.
“Should we go to the bedroom?” Blake asked.
Troy shook his head, reaching behind him, and pulling a few pillows and a blanket from the couch.
“Let’s stay here,” Troy said. “I have good feelings about this room.”