Chad tried to argue that he didn’t need to be picked up, but Peter shot him down. Picking Chad up was a small but significant display of dominance. Peter didn’t want to start things off with the younger man on too equal of a footing. If Chad couldn’t handle submitting outside of the bedroom too, it was better they found out now.
“Have a nice flight home, and I’ll see you on Wednesday,” Peter said, ending the call. He pushed away from the counter, coffee forgotten, and headed to the living room.
Getting comfortable on the sofa, his legs spread wide as he unzipped his fly to free his rock-hard cock, Peter picked up the remote and turned on the DVD player. Two alphas appeared on screen, both of them dressed in tight leather pants, their muscles and cocks bulging beautifully, and Peter started jerking himself off.
As the stronger alpha quickly subdued his opponent, wrestling him into a leather hood and cuffing his arms behind his back, Peter’s balls pulled up and his cock twisted. Closing his eyes,imagining Chad bound and laid out before him, he shot his load all over his chest.
Milking his knot, the sound of the alpha on screen fucking into his submissive filling the room, Peter relaxed his head back against the couch and allowed himself a moment to just enjoy the fantasy.
When his balls were empty and his cock went soft, Peter cleaned himself off with a towel. He wondered if Chad would ever let him do anything like that to him for real. It was one thing to be held down and fucked, and quite another to be bound in head-to-toe leather with a gag shoved in your mouth.
Aiden, or any of the alphas he’d tried dating, had let him get as kinky and controlling as he wanted.
Tucking his spent cock back into his pants, the smell of come lingering on his skin, Peter hoped that Chad would be different.
***
Chad hung up the phone and stared out the window overlooking the yard, a grin spreading on his face. He had pretty much given up hope that Peter was going to call.
Speaking to the dominant alpha had left Chad feeling giddy and almost like he was floating. It was like Peter had burrowed in under his skin, and now just the sound of his voice was enough to get Chad going. And Chadlikedit.
“Chad! Dinner is ready!” his mother called from downstairs, startling him. He realized he’d been standing there like an idiot, staring out the window at nothing.
“I’m coming!” he called back. The phone had rung just after he came out of the shower, and Chad was still naked and a little wet. He ignored the droplets of water still clinging to his skin and pulled on his jeans and a shirt, running out of his room and crashing down the stairs like he’d used to do as a teenager.
“You’re in a good mood,” his dad said, looking up from his seat at the kitchen table. Chad shrugged, unable to help the smile on his face.
“I’ve got a date,” he said, sitting down. His mother set the roast she had cooked on the table and sat down, handing the carving knife to Chad.
“A date?” she asked as he carved the meat. Chad nodded, not quite sure how much he wanted to tell them.
“Mm-hmm,” Chad said, noncommittally. He lifted a thick piece of meat over onto his mother’s plate, and then gave a much thinner piece to his father. The doctor had been very firm when he said that his dad needed to cut down on red meat.
“Boy or girl?” his dad asked. He didn’t look particularly happy about Chad’s selection of meat, but he didn’t complain.
“Man,” Chad said, the word coming out more pointed than he’d intended. No one who ever met Peter would dare call him a boy. If there ever was someone who deserved to be called an uber-alpha, it was Peter. He exuded power and control unlike anyone Chad had ever met.
It was as intimidating as it was hot.
“An alpha, actually,” Chad said. His parents both froze, looking at him with matching wide-eyed expressions, and Chad forced himself not to fidget.
He wasn’t embarrassed by the fact that he wanted to date Peter. Or rather, he was determined not to be.
“An alpha? Really?” his mother didn’t sound judgmental, just really,reallysurprised.
Chad didn’t blame her. He had never shown any interest in alphas when he was younger, as demonstrated by the posters lining the walls of his bedroom.
“I’ve just never met anyone like him. He’s got thispresence. It’s intense.”
His dad frowned. “So he’s more…” he looked like he knew what he wanted to say, but wasn’t sure he should.
“He’s way more dominant than me,” Chad answered the question his dad had been wanting to ask.
“And you’re okay with that?”
Chad shrugged. “He’s just… he’s so dominant that fighting him isn’t even an option. It just feels natural to let him take the lead. It’s weird, but I like the way he makes me feel. It’s nice.”
Chad felt a little defensive. He knew it was out of character for him to be okay with being the less-dominant person in the room, but he knew how he felt. He wasn’t stupid enough to try denying himself just because there was a specific way alphas were supposed to act. Before, Chad had disliked being around alphas more dominant than himself because it made him feel on edge and vulnerable. Peter didn’t make him feel like that, and so he didn’t mind.
