“Come here,” Peter ordered. Chad crawled between his legs, stopping with his face just inches away from Peter’s bulge. Licking his lips, Peter grabbed Chad by the hair and mashed his face down into his cock. He gently tapped his belt down on the back of Chad’s shoulder, grinding his face into his bulge.
“Show me how much you want my cock,” Peter said, taking off his shirt and throwing it behind the couch before settling down with his hands behind his neck. Chad stared up at him, eyes glazed over and hungry, and Peter smirked.
“What are you waiting for?”
Chad jumped into action. He leaned down and started slobbering over Chad’s crotch, his movements messy, rushed, and greedy. Peter loved it.
“Such a needy little slut,” Peter said, reaching down and unbuttoning the top button of his fly. He brushed his fingers over Chad’s scalp as the younger alpha buried his nose down between his legs, pushing into his leather-clad taint.
Squeezing his legs together, trapping Chad between his muscular thighs, Peter undid the rest of his fly and pulled out his cock. It was hard as a rock and almost angry-looking, and as Peter wrapped his fist around it a spurt of pre-cum dribbled down on Chad’s hair.
Chad was holding perfectly still, trapped and breathless between Peter’s legs. Peter almost regretted that he was wearing the leather pants, no matter how hot they made him feel. Having Chad rim his hole might just be worth forgoing the leather.
“You like it when I control you like this, don’t you?” Peter asked, knowing that Chad couldn’t answer. “You like being used to make me feel good.”
Relaxing his thighs, Peter grinned as Chad gasped for breath. He looked up at Peter, cock blocking his view, his face sweaty and his expression one of pure bliss. He leaned up like he was going to take Peter in his mouth, but Peter stopped him.
“Worship my balls,” he demanded. Chad hesitated for only a second before lowering himself back down and tentatively licking Peter’s left testicle. It was round and big, hanging loose in its sac between Peter’s thighs.
The feel of Chad’s mouth on his most vulnerable part felt like heaven.
“You like that?” he asked when Chad engulfed one of his orbs in his mouth, gently sucking on it. Peter felt the tug all the way up into the lower part of his stomach, and it felt wonderful.
Slowly jerking himself off, Peter was leaking pre-cum all over the top of Chad’s head. It was running down his forehead, mixing with the sweat on his face—both his own and that from Peter’s balls. The sight was magnificent.
“Now suck my cock,” Peter said, the pleasure almost too intense. An alpha’s mouth on his balls had never felt so good, but he wanted more. “Put it in your mouth and take it down your throat.”
Chad lifted his body up and caught Peter’s throbbing member with his open mouth, but it was clear from the first few seconds that Peter’s demand to be in his throat was going to be a struggle. Chad managed to get an inch into his mouth, teeth scraping Peter’s cockhead and making him wince, before gagging furiously.
He reared back, looking at Peter’s cock like it had betrayed him.
“Try again,” Peter said, his voice coming out gruff and stern. “This is something you need to learn.”
Chad got a determined look on his face and dove back in, and though there were less teeth he gagged just as soon.
“Stay on it,” Peter ordered, putting his hand on the back of Chad’s head when he tried to pull back. He pushed the younger alpha back down on his cock, ignoring the way he gagged andchoked, coming to the very back of his throat before the angle prevented him from going further.
“Right there,” Peter said, almost growling. “Now reach up and play with my knot and balls.”
Chad obeyed, and it took everything Peter had not to come.
“Good boy,” he almost snarled. “Squeeze my knot and suck my cock.”
Chad did as he was told, and Peter let him get used to the feeling of having his mouth invaded before releasing his head.
“That’s it,” Peter sighed, putting his hands back behind his neck. Chad continued slurping on his cock, kneading his knot and drooling all over him.
It was heaven. Chad was so naturally submissive that it made Peter feel almost drunk.
By the time he had Chad climb into his lap and sink down on his cock, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. Chad’s rim swallowed his burgeoning knot to the base, and Peter couldn’t hold back anymore. He reached under Chad’s arms and gripped his shoulders from behind, pulling him into his chest as he shot his load with a grunt of pleasure.
“Can I… can I come?” Chad moaned, having held his orgasm at bay against all odds.
“Shoot for me, baby,” Peter growled, pushing his hand up into Chad’s hair and yanking his head to the side to expose his neck. He bit down on Chad’s throat, just shy of breaking the skin, and Chad’s orgasm rocked through him.
Peter could feel it in the way he clenched down on his knot, his cock shooting another load of come into his young mate.
Closing his eyes, Chad going limp on top of him, Peter relaxed back against the seatback cushion.
