“Want to suck you,” John said, sounding breathless. Carter had no intention of leaving John’s any time soon and so he ignored the plea, but when John started trying to shift his head down Carter understood what he wanted. He lifted John a little higher so that his head left the bed, allowing John to bend his chin toward his chest. When Carter lowered him back down his neck was bent and his face was right under Carter’s cock.
He shifted his hips back until the head of his cock was resting against John’s mouth; his lips stretched wide open in welcome.
Carter pushed inside and moaned into John’s ass. The twin feeling of eating John’s ass and getting his cock sucked was amazing, though the angle of John’s neck meant that he wasn’t getting particularly deep.
It didn’t matter. John was working the head of his cock like a pro, and Carter knew that if he let the human continue he’d be shooting his load in minutes.
“That’s enough,” he said when he was right on the verge of coming. He pushed John back with a rough shove, making the human flail as he fell down on his back with his legs sprawling all over the place.
“I’m going to fuck you now. That okay with you?”
Before John could answer, Carter pulled John up on all fours and got behind him. He lined his thick cock up with John’s hole, holding his hips tight as he waited for permission to push inside. John’s ass was loosened up from being rimmed and fucked with Carter’s tongue, but taking Carter’s massive cock was going to be a tight fit.
“Fuck me,” John said. He sounded a little apprehensive, but beneath that there was pure desire.
Carter tightened his grip on John’s hips, fingers sure to leave a bruise, and pushed his head inside.
“Ow!” John cried out, sounding startled, arching his back and trying to pull away. Carter didn’t let him, but he gave him a minute to get used to the invasion.
“You can take it,” he said, sliding his gloved hand up John’s back and rubbing him between his shoulder blades. He pushed his hand up further and gripped John’s shoulder tight. “Just relax and let me inside.”
John’s ass resisted at first, but under the steady pressure of Carter’s insistent meat he opened up. When Carter was balls deep he leaned forward and draped himself over John’s back, reaching under his chest to hold him in place while his other hand came to rest on the mattress.
The position allowed Carter complete control over the situation.
He licked John’s neck and bit down on the shell of his ear, enjoying the way the boy’s ass bore down on his length.
“You like that?” he asked, rubbing his hand over John’s chest. He focused on his nipples, working them with the tip of his gloved fingers. When John didn’t answer the question, too busy gritting his teeth and trying to deal with Carter’s cock in his ass, Carter took his nipple between his fingers and pinched down hard.
John screamed, his ass clamping down on Carter’s cock hard enough that he almost came right there. Carter was about to ask if John was all right—worried that he’d gonetoofar—when John spoke.
“Jerk me off, please, sir, please…” the words were desperate and intense, but Carter didn’t feel moved to mercy. He grinned and took John’s nipple between his fingers again, this time pinching him even harder.
The muscles of John’s ass squeezed down on Carter’s cock, and this time Carter had to struggle not to come. His body went tense and he grit his teeth with effort.
John had also been pushed right to the edge of orgasm, but unlike Carter he hadn’t done shit to keep from falling over. He was shooting his load and moaning in pleasure, ass bearing down on Carter’s cock with each spurt of come.
The scent of John’s release filled the room, pungent and hot and driving Carter crazy. His hips started moving almost of their own accord, his cock fucking into John’s hole at a frantic pace.
It felt amazing, and pretty soon Carter had John pushed flat down on the bed, lying on top of him and drilling into his hole like a jackhammer. Carter’s head was pressed into the mattress, sandwiched between Carter’s muscular chest and the bed, Carter’s arms pushing beneath his body to hold him in place.
It couldn’t have been comfortable, but Carter loved the way his body covered John’s. Like he washis.
Carter fucked John harder than he’d ever fucked him before, and when he finally came he saw white. For a blinding second the urge to bite down on John’s neck was impossible to resist. His teeth ached, and without a shred of control he opened his mouth in search of John’s neck.
He would have bitten him too, if John’s neck had been within reach, but by the time he managed to contort his back and bring his head down to the level of John’s face he’s gained enough control to keep his teeth from finding their target.
Clamping his jaw shut, Carter rode out the rest of his incredible orgasm as he wondered what the fuck was going on.
He couldn’t claim John—not just because the pack would never accept him, but also because of how John would react to suddenly find Carter tearing into his throat like a wild animal.
Still… he wanted to.
His orgasm subsiding, cock softening and slipping out of John’s gaping hole, Carter rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling.
“That was intense,” John said, completely unaware of Carter’s inner turmoil. He shifted over and draped himself over Carter’s chest, spreading his arms and legs out for balance in a pretty good imitation of a starfish. He showed no compunction against letting Carter support his entire weight, trusting that Carter could take it.
The easy familiarity warmed Carter’s heart. He lifted his arm and draped it over John’s back, hugging him tight against his front, feeling content and calm. The embrace earned him a happy sigh from the human on top of him, and Carter smiled up at the ceiling.
