softly. “I took the pill. It’s not bad yet, so I’m going to save the injectable.”
“All right. I’ll see you soon.” After goodbyes, Matt sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. He did feel bad for Adam. His own horniness was nothing compared to what Adam was about to go through. Even with the meds, Adam still had a lot of trouble, made so much worse during his last few heats. It sounded like it was going to be just as bad this time too.
At the same time, Matt couldn’t help but be happy about it. He’d get to have sex—with Adam—likely that night. Then there was the fact that he always slept better when he was next to his best friend. And despite sometimes being exhausted, he liked being able to take care of Adam, spoil him, just be there for him.
It was at times like this that Matt was glad for how close he lived to the bookstore. At that time of night, it only took him about fifteen minutes to get home when he caught the right buses, which he lucked into. He forced himself to not rush through packing. He could go back to his house at any time, but he’d rather not. So he stopped to make a mental list and put together everything he’d need.
He didn’t need a lot of clothes. There were breaks, of course, but that rarely involved leaving the house. Matt certainly needed some in case he had to go out for something, but even then it was mostly to his own house so, he didn’t worry about having more than boxers and a T-shirt. He remembered his own suppressant, grabbed his toothbrush, made sure he had his phone charger, then finally was ready.
More than once Matt had suggested he just leave stuff at Adam’s. But for reasons Matt couldn’t figure out, Adam had insisted he take everything home. The only thing Matt could come up with was that it was for the same reasons Adam didn’t want Matt biting him. It hurt, because he would have liked to have his stuff there, to feel a little more like they were living together, but he wasn’t going to push that any more than anything else.
Adam’s pheromones hit Matt as soon as he stepped through the front door. Arousal slammed into him hard, nearly knocking him off his feet. His dick went stiff in seconds, and he was almost dizzy from the sudden need.
When he could manage to think again, he dropped his bags and took a shallow breath. Hands shaking, Matt fumbled in the outside pocket of the backpack for the injectable version of the Desin. It took him two tries to get it out of its case and three to get his hand steady enough to actually use it.
He left his stuff by the front door and went straight into the kitchen. After taking out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, he took one of his Desin pills. Then he stepped back outside for a few moments to give the injectable a chance to take effect. If he went inside too soon, there was way too much chance he’d do something they’d both regret.
By the time he finished the water, he was pretty sure he could handle Adam’s pheromones. Sure enough, when he stepped back inside, it wasn’t nearly as bad. His cock was still almost painfully hard, but he’d certainly had experience dealing with that over the course of his teenage years. The pheromones were still there, of course, keeping his dick hard and still making him a little nuts, but he could handle it a lot better.
He grabbed his bags and climbed the stairs. The pheromones got stronger the closer he got, but the suppressant was firmly in place, so Matt didn’t feel like he was going to explode at any minute. He knocked on Adam’s door, but when there was no answer, when he could hear only grunts, he opened it anyway.
The sight that greeted him had his cock straining even harder and leaking precum. Adam lay on his bed naked, his hand wrapped around his dick, the fingers of his other hand buried in his ass. He stroked his cock almost furiously, but Matt could easily tell Adam wasn’t getting anywhere and it certainly wasn’t doing what Adam needed it to.
Matt dropped his bags and crossed the room in a couple of strides. He pulled Adam’s hands away, then swallowed his cock in one