Precious - Roe Horvat Page 0,4
you.”
“Touch me! Oh, please!”
He lifted the shaking man to all fours and parted his ass cheeks. Clear wetness trickled out of the open asshole, and the scent was driving Travis insane with desire. So smooth and so young. Gorgeous. The tiny, rosy opening clenched rhythmically in front of Travis’s eyes, and the omega wailed again.
“Fuck me!” He screamed the words, his voice breaking.
Just do it. Travis lined up his cockhead and pushed inside in one long stroke.
“Aaah!” The sound the young man made reverberated through the whole house. Relief, passion, gratitude. The slick asshole clenched around Travis’s cock. Travis had to move. Fuck! It had been years since he’d felt this unique kind of craving. An omega’s eager body sidling closer to him, the heated flesh, the wet, needy hole, the tremors and small spasms massaging the length of his cock… And the scent. Damn, the scent. I will get to knot him.
The man was pushing back on his cock, sobbing with desire. Drugged by the pheromones, Travis sped up, fucking him harder. It took maybe thirty seconds, and the man came. His hole squeezed like a vise around Travis’s cock, and the scent changed, turning into something one hundred times stronger. Virgin heat cum. Travis’s nostrils flared, and he bared his teeth in a snarl.
“Can’t stop it. Can’t.” The stranger whimpered. “Why doesn’t it stop?”
He needs me to stay sane, dammit! Travis gripped the man’s hips tighter. “Don’t fight it. Let it happen. Just keep coming.” He thrust harder still until the room echoed with wet slaps of skin against skin. “Come for me! Now!”
Another orgasm rippled through the young body, stronger this time, his hole pulsing and cock spurting drops of cum all over Travis’s floor. Travis tried breathing through his mouth to stay at least a little rational, but the young, beautiful omega didn’t make it easy.
“More! Please!”
He prolonged his thrusts, letting the man feel his whole length. The heated hole was dripping slick, insides soft like silk, and every thrust was a small taste of paradise. The omega’s sounds changed; instead of wailing with panic and need, he was now groaning with pleasure, his voice deeper, guttural. And Travis marveled at the perfect harmony of their passion. A miracle, really.
“That’s it. That’s how it’s supposed to feel.” Travis stroked the omega’s back soothingly, then reached around and caressed his straining cock. His guest shuddered and cried out with what sounded like pure delight. The tingle at the base of Travis’s erection intensified, and the muscles in his ass and thighs flooded with warmth as he moved, the omega’s pheromones fueling his body with no regard to his rational will. In the end, he listened to his own advice and let it happen. His body knew best. He must have found the right rhythm and angle because the man underneath him turned delirious with pleasure.
“Thank you…ah! Thank you… Yes!”
If he weren’t mad with desire himself, he would have laughed at the young man’s gratitude for having his ass plowed.
“I need to knot you,” Travis warned, “or it won’t go away.”
“I know.” A needy whimper. “Do it. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Oh yes. There. Yes!”
“I’m sorry it has to be like this.”
“It’s good. So good. Don’t stop!”
Hell, the scent. Travis inhaled with his mouth, gulping in the air, filling his burning lungs with the fragrance. He felt it all the way to his stomach, the essence of the stranger permeating his whole being, urging him to move faster, fuck harder, delve deeper until he rutted against the open body in his arms like an animal, his long cock driving deep into the smaller man’s guts. They couldn’t speak anymore. Only sharp gasps of ecstasy tore out of their throats on every hard thrust.
The stranger shouted with another orgasm, longer and even more intense, and his body convulsed. The heated hole clenched harder than ever, and Travis saw stars. It felt as if a hungry mouth was sucking him in, the omega’s strong internal muscles milking his cock, drawing his seed out of his balls.
Travis’s eyes rolled back into his head. Cum gushed out of his cock, and his knot swelled, locking them together. Wrapping himself around the quivering body, Travis couldn’t stop pumping his hips. The intensity of his pleasure bewildered him. Irrational notions blossomed in his brain like flowers in the spring, colorful and fleeting but beautiful, foolish ideas of love and tenderness. He must have forgotten how heat sex felt. Had he ever been swept