Part Thirteen:
Tommy looked at the brown mare with fear, his stomach roiling within him as he struggled not to turn and run for the hills. Okay, so there weren't any hills nearby, but he would certainly run for his bedroom and hide underneath the covers.
"It's not going to bite you unless you do something to piss it off," Ton whispered behind him and he nodded slowly as he bit his lip.
"Yeah, but what if she gets pisses off just because it's me on her back?" he asked in a soft voice, trying to remember what Ton had said about not spooking the horse.
"This is the same mare that Richard was first trained on. I think it would be fine for you," Ton replied, amusement evident in his voice. Tommy rolled his eyes and turned to face his mate, planting his fists on his hips.
"There is a big difference between Richard and I," he practically growled. He could see the flare of annoyance in his mate's eyes and watched as the other man squared his shoulders. Ton was fighting his wolf and Tommy knew that. He knew that the wolf was seeing insubordination in its mate and wanted to bring him to heel underneath him, but he didn't care right then. He was scared and his mate wasn't helping him by comparing him to Richard.
"And what is the difference between you and Richard? Besides the fact that you're smaller and more beautiful than Richard could even dream of being?" Ton asked, his head slightly tilted to the side in confusion. Tommy fought a blissful sigh at his mate's sweet words and shook his head.
"Thank you for the compliment but no. Richard is graceful. He's a dancer, that's sort of a requirement. He would have a very easy time flowing with the movement of the horse. Me? I can't dance worth shit and I doubt that the horse will take it easy on me if I cook for it or sing for it or teach it how to wear women's clothing properly," he pointed out and heard the whine in his voice...which he found perfectly justified. He watched as Ton's lips tightened as if he were struggling not to laugh and he grew even more annoyed.
"Well have you offered that to the horse? Maybe she'd like that," Ton muttered seconds before bursting into loud howls of laughter. Tommy crossed his arms and glared at his mate. Was he seriously finding this amusing? What was amusing about this? Tommy was terrified. Terrified of being on that horse. He was scared of what would happen to him and what he would do accidentally. He didn't know enough about horses, about riding horses to even begin to sit on one, much less ride it.
Not for the first time he wished that Ton was an alpha so that they could share a mental link as well, just like Richard and Vet. It was something exclusive to alphas and if Ton should ever become the alpha of his own pack then he and Tommy would have a mental link, but for now all they had was a hyper awareness of each other, a need to protect, care for, and love each other, although Ton had yet to admit to feeling such a thing, and a desire for each other. A fierce, aching desire. One that overwhelmed all rational thought. They could sense each other's feelings which was sort of good, but he wanted Ton to be able to see what he saw whenever he looked up at that horse.
"What has you so scared beautiful? Why are you so afraid of riding this horse?" Ton stepped closer to him and bent low to speak directly into his ear. Tommy shivered as his mate's warm breath brushed against his neck, goose bumps rising along his skin and his cock growing hard behind the zipper of his jeans.
"Every time I look at this horse, all I see is me falling off of it. I see me falling off, breaking my arms, my legs, my back, my neck when I hit the ground and then I see the horse getting spooked by my cries of pain and her clomping down on top of me, killing me, as she's running away," Tommy admitted softly. He waited for Ton's laughter and when none came, he chanced a glance up at the bigger man's face.
Ton didn't look amused or disappointed, he looked...caring. His eyes had softened considerably and he saw genuine caring there for him. He was baffled at this response, especially since he had been expecting another one. He could have handled Ton being angry with him, teasing him, being disappointed in him...they were all emotions expressed by different people in his life the day he'd come out as being gay and then again when he'd come out as being a cross-dressing drag queen. But this? This...caring? This look of possessiveness and kind indulgence? What the hell was he supposed to do with that?
He opened his mouth to make an innuendo about riding Ton instead when Ton spoke and shocked him into silence.
"I'll ride with you," the other man said.
Tommy stood there in a daze. No one had ever volunteered to take care of him like that, especially not in the face of all of his drama, paranoias and fears. Richard was nice, loving also, but Tommy knew that sometimes his best friend got annoyed by the sound of "I can't do that" forever leaving Tommy's lips and Tommy always felt bad about saying it, but who would understand his irrational fears and still love him regardless? It was why he'd been content with the short-term affairs and week-long flings he'd found himself in over the years. He'd never had a partner, much less thought that he'd have a mate, someone that fate had sat aside just for him. He was floored with emotion.
His eyes filled with tears and he launched himself into Ton's arms. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," he muttered over and over again as he kissed every inch of Ton's face and neck, his legs wrapped around the other man's waist, his hands holding his face as he kissed him. He heard Ton chuckle over his exuberant reaction and pulled back to smile into his arms.
"If I had known that that was all it took to get you to ride this damn horse, I would have offered a fucking hour ago, when we first got out here," Ton teased before setting Tommy down on his feet.
Tommy didn't even mind the teasing now and just offered his mate a big grin. He was going to ride a horse for the first time in his life...with his mate. Someone who cared enough about him to ride on the horse with him.
"Now, I'm going to put you on the horse first, you just find your seat in the saddle, that's the place where you feel most comfortable, and then I'll mount up behind you and we'll be off," Ton said with a blush at his words. Tommy decided to let him pass on that one, since he seemed to already know what he'd said and his mind had apparently already gone to that place...or at least that's what the thick bulge straining the fabric of his jeans hinted at.
Tommy walked back over to the horse with determined strides and stood next to it. He felt Ton kneel down next to him and offer to boost him up into the saddle. Putting his right foot in the stirrup, he lifted his left foot into Ton's hands and then with a one-two bounce, lifted his leg up gracefully over the side of the horse and sat down very close to the saddle horn, almost knocking his testicles into the hard piece of...leather? Plastic? Well, whatever the hell it was, it would have hurt him badly if he'd sat down on top of that.
His mind had so wandered that he didn't realize that Ton was behind him until he felt the horse shift and then felt Ton's arm wrap around his middle and pull him back tightly into his chest. Both men groaned at their close proximity to each other and Tommy found himself wondering what it would feel like to have Ton fuck him on the back of a horse.
"It's definitely something that we'll have to try out," he heard Ton growl in a low voice full of arousal and Tommy realized that he'd spoken aloud. Blushing, he turned his head to the side and kissed Ton deeply, their tongues dueling, that feeling of being swept under the maelstrom that was Ton rising over him again and it was with great reluctance that he pulled his lips away from the other man's and turned back to face forward.
He took a shuddering breath and felt Ton take his own just moments later. He struggled to clear his mind of its lust induced fog and cleared his throat before speaking.
"So where are we riding to?" he questioned. He felt Ton's erection against his ass and he struggled not to squirm
"I figured since this is your first time that we'd just kinda ride around the corral. You know real easy and gentle like. The saddity folks call that a canter," Ton responded before pressing his booted heels into the horse's flanks and setting them off at a slow pace.
"A canter is what the other people call it. What do you call it Ant?" Tommy asked, one hand holding onto the saddle horn for dear life, the other one held tightly to the arm that Ton had wrapped around his waist, Ton's other hand held the reigns.
"Oh I don't know, a trot. Vet and Richard started calling it a canter. I just say a slow, easy ride," Ton responded.
Feeling a little more comfortable on the horse, Tommy felt his body start to relax and so he answered back cheekily, "Well, it'd be nice to have a slow, easy ride for once, all you ever give me is fast and hard ones."
"You sure aren't complaining when you're shooting your load all over yourself," he heard Ton's teasing reply.
Tommy never got a chance to respond because at that moment three gunshots sounded in rapid succession. One hit Ton in the leg, one hit the horse, Catherine, in her chest, killing her instantly and the other ripped through Tommy's spinal column.
All three bodies went down. First Catherine's body tilted to the ground taking the bodies with her, landing half on top of Tommy, who couldn't move and wasn't breathing and half on Ton who was screaming for help and attempting to free himself so that he could shift and heal and then take his mate to the hospital to be cared for, before he returned to the woods to kill Adam Quinn because he knew that it was him that had shot at them.
Tommy's thoughts were a jumbled mess. He knew that Catherine was dead, but that he and Ton were alive. He could hear Ton cussing up a blue streak about "the damn bullet" in his leg, the horse on top of him and his mate and the bullet lodged in Tommy's spine. He also knew that he couldn't move or feel his legs, though his arms and hands were just fine, as was his head. He looked down at his legs, his useless legs and then over at Ton. Would the man still want him if he couldn't walk anymore? What about having sex? What if he was incapable of getting an erection? What if he couldn't have an orgasm anymore?
These thoughts swirled through his head like a tornado until finally the blessed darkness washed over him, taking away the thoughts, the fears and most of all the sound of Ton's fear-filled profanity and the sound of Richard's pleas to be "okay." He'd never be okay again. And with that last thought he closed his eyes and knew no more.
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Saturday, September 10, 2011
Inconceivable: Part Twelve-NSFW
Part Twelve:
Ton grinned widely at his alpha as the two broad shouldered men followed their smaller mates through the barn and past the horse stalls. Vet had teased him mercilessly about being caught fucking his mate on the floor, but Ton was unapologetic. He was insatiable when it came to Tommy. He'd be fucking the smaller man right now if all of the ranch hands weren't out and about. He looked up and eyed the hayloft with a lascivious grin. Vet chuckled beside him.
"I remember how that was," the alpha said. Ton looked at him and raised his right eyebrow in question. "When all you want to do is fuck your mate on every surface, marking him everywhere you can." Vet nodded with a grin and turned his loving gaze back to his mate who had thrown back his blonde head and was laughing at something that Tommy had said. Ton watched as his alpha's face softened, a small smile coming to his face and if asked Ton would have sworn that Vet's entire body radiated love in that moment. He felt overwhelmed by it. The cloying scent of love, arousal, contentment and happiness surrounded his alpha and Ton felt an answering clench of yearning form in his gut.
"How did you know?" he whispered, not really expecting an answer but hoping for one. He stopped at the same moment that his alpha did and watched as the man's face scrunched as if in intense thought before clearing.
"How did I know that I loved my mate you mean?" Vet asked for clarification. Unable to speak past the lump in his throat, Ton merely nodded. He watched as Vet looked over at Richard again, another smile coming to his face. "When the thought of him made me smile. When I realized that the sun wouldn't shine as bright if he weren't in my life. When his happiness was the most important thing in the world to me. When my heart clenched just at the sight of him. But more than that-" Vet looked back at him and Ton felt paralyzed by the intense look that the alpha wolf gave him, as if he were looking past all of his barriers and into his very soul. "The moment that I realized that I wanted to be a better man for him and that because of him I was a better man than I was before I met him, that was when I realized that I loved him. No flaw that he had, no quirk could ever make me stop loving him and he knows that so he's free to be himself and he's free to love me and because he loves me I'm free to be myself, knowing that no flaw that I have and no quirk could ever make him stop loving me."
Ton's mouth went dry and he looked helplessly at Tommy, unaware that his emotions showed in every nuance of his face. That his scent thrummed with the essence of love, desire, possessiveness, care and acceptance, he smelled like a man...in love with his mate.
"He told me that he loves me," he shared with Vet, his voice a harsh whisper. He saw the older man nod thoughtfully and wondered what he was thinking. He didn't have to wait long, fortunately.
"And did you tell him that you loved him back?" Vet asked and Ton swung wide eyes the other man's way.
"W-w-what? Who said I l-l-lo-loved him?" he stuttered out the question and he watched as a huge grin spread across his alpha's face.
"You did, by your reaction, just now. People don't realize how telling their reactions are to an important question. You love your mate but you haven't told him," Vet shook his head in disappointment. "I suggest you tell him soon, or he's going to start thinking you don't feel that way and then he's going to stop telling you and then one day you'll wake up ready to say it but he won't be there for you to say it to." With that Vet nodded and then walked off to stand with the other two men. Ton's eyes followed the other man until he stopped before he felt his eyes turn to look at Tommy. He saw the smaller man smile and wave at him and with a small smile he waved back.
Was Vet right? Did he love Tommy? And if he did, in fact, love his mate, was he in danger of losing him because he hadn't said the words?
Knowing that he didn't have the time to really think about that he pushed the issue away mentally into a corner of his mind, locking it in with a padlock and walked over to join his mate and their friends. He was going to help his mate choose a horse, help him learn to ride, teach him how to shoot a gun, find this Adam Quinn and deal with him and then he'd worry about if he was in love with his mate or not.
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Tommy watched as Ton made his way over to him, an intense look of confusion and frustration line his face. He wondered what Vet had said to his mate to make him appear so befuddled. He opened his mouth to ask as Ton stopped beside him, but found himself smiling in happiness instead when the other man wrapped his arm around him and kissed his temple. He sighed softly. His questions could wait.
"So Tommy, have you decided which mare you want?" Vet asked from where he stood behind Richard, his arms wrapped tightly around the smaller man's waist.
Tommy looked at the other men in confusion. Mare? What the hell was a mare? "A mare? What's that? I thought I was supposed to be picking out a horse. Like a stallion from the movies," he questioned in confusion. He scowled when the other three men exploded into laughter, feeling slightly stupid. He hated feeling stupid. He hated it even more that his mate was joining in on the amusement at his expense. Stiffening, he went to move away only to feel Ton swing him around to face him and then putting his hands under his ass, he lifted him up until they were eye to eye. Tommy wrapped his legs around his cowboy's waist and his arms went around his neck as Ton slowly walked forward to the gate of the corral.
"Tommy, baby, no one is laughing at you, we're laughing at your words. At how innocent you seem. Richard was the same way when we brought him out here to choose a horse. He said almost exactly the same words. A mare is a female horse. They are generally more gentle than stallions. Stallions are known for being aggressive, domineering creatures-" Ton explained.
"Like you?" Tommy interrupted cheekily and then giggled when Ton leaned forward and gently nipped at his neck.
"Yes. Just like me. So it's better that you learn how to ride a gentle horse first before we even think about putting you on a stallion," Ton finished explaining and Tommy grinned at him mischievously.
"Well, I can always learn how to ride, by riding you, you seem like one of the most aggressive and dominant stallions that I know," Tommy teased. He moaned when Ton leaned forward with a low growl and took his lips in a hard and punishing kiss. The kiss was all tongue, teeth and lips and it wasn't long before Tommy couldn't hear the neighing of the horses, the yells, shouts and conversations of the men who worked on the ranch and the farm, Richard and Vet faded from view and even the thought that Adam was out of prison and had followed him to Texas couldn't diminish the taste of his mate's mouth. Nothing could distract him from the feel of his mate's broad shoulders beneath his hands, the feel of his very large jean clad erection rubbing against his own, or the feel of his mate unbuckling his pants and lifting out his cock with one hand while his other went over his hip to squeeze his ass.
Even though they had both experienced such a powerful orgasm just an hour ago, Tommy felt the flames of another one licking at the base of his spine. His hands clutched at Ton's back and his head, he thrust down towards Ton's hips, every time the other man thrust up and he whined when he felt one finger of Ton's hand slip into his hungry hole. At that same moment Ton flicked the slit at the top of Tommy's cock and he felt his orgasm wash over him, tossing back his head he groaned Ton's name loudly, his red Stetson falling off of his head and to the ground. He felt Ton stiffen moments later and felt the other man groan his name from where his head had fallen forward into his neck.
Slowly the sounds of the ranch returned to Tommy's buzzing ears and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes widened in horror and embarrassment when he saw that no man on the ranch moved. All of them were staring at him and Ton. Some with amusement, most with lust burning in their gazes.
"Ton? We just got off outside with everyone watching!" he hissed to his mate and he felt his mate grunt against his neck.
"Let 'em watch then. Don't bother me none. They're just jealous and wishing that they had you for their mate, but they don't because you belong to me," Ton growled as he pulled back. Tommy watched as he lifted his hand that he'd had wrapped around Tommy's cock and licked off all of Tommy's seed. Tommy groaned and felt his cock trying to stir again. Once his hand was clean, Ton tucked Tommy's softened cock back into his pants and set his clothes to rights before he lifted the smaller man off of the corral fence and adjusted himself in his pants, a very large wet spot displayed in his jeans.
"Are you going to go change?" Tommy asked with a quirk of his lips before turning to pick up his fallen hat.
"Guess I better-" Ton said with a leer on his face, "Wanna come help me?"
Tommy smiled and nodded, "I'd love to." He turned to look at Richard and Vet where the two men stood still watching them their own erections pressing against the fly of their jeans. "We'll be right back, we're going to go home and change Ant's clothes," he said with a grin. He watched as Richard and Vet smiled back.
"I think that we should go and change Vet's clothes also. How about we meet back here in say an hour?" Richard said with chuckle. Tommy looked up at Ton and watched as his eyes darkened with arousal and another emotion, a deeper emotion the squeezed his heart and caressed his cock back to life.
"Better make it an hour and a half...maybe two, Ant and I need to take a shower," Tommy said throwing a hint his mate's way. He saw Ton nod from the corner of his eye and after Richard agreed the two of them set off back to their home, ignoring the applause that they got from everyone else for the "fantastic show." He'd been telling Richard the truth, they did need a shower and they would take one, but not before they got dirty again.
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He watched them from the shadows of the surrounding forest, his eyes narrow, a sneer on his lips. Thoughts of malice, anger, possession, revenge and jealousy swirled around in his brain. He tightened his fists and felt his nails dig so far into his palm that droplets of blood began to drip upon the ground. He'd watched that big ass Neanderthal put his hands and his mouth all over his man and he hadn't liked it one bit. Tommy belonged to him. He'd always belonged to him and he always would. No one else had the right to touch him or to kiss him and especially not to fuck him. That was his job.
Adam felt a slow grin of menace spread across his face. It was time for him to make his move. He would kill anyone who got in his way. Tommy belonged to him and he wouldn't stop until he had the man chained up in his basement, screaming for mercy and sobbing with forced release...right where he belonged.
Ton grinned widely at his alpha as the two broad shouldered men followed their smaller mates through the barn and past the horse stalls. Vet had teased him mercilessly about being caught fucking his mate on the floor, but Ton was unapologetic. He was insatiable when it came to Tommy. He'd be fucking the smaller man right now if all of the ranch hands weren't out and about. He looked up and eyed the hayloft with a lascivious grin. Vet chuckled beside him.
"I remember how that was," the alpha said. Ton looked at him and raised his right eyebrow in question. "When all you want to do is fuck your mate on every surface, marking him everywhere you can." Vet nodded with a grin and turned his loving gaze back to his mate who had thrown back his blonde head and was laughing at something that Tommy had said. Ton watched as his alpha's face softened, a small smile coming to his face and if asked Ton would have sworn that Vet's entire body radiated love in that moment. He felt overwhelmed by it. The cloying scent of love, arousal, contentment and happiness surrounded his alpha and Ton felt an answering clench of yearning form in his gut.
"How did you know?" he whispered, not really expecting an answer but hoping for one. He stopped at the same moment that his alpha did and watched as the man's face scrunched as if in intense thought before clearing.
"How did I know that I loved my mate you mean?" Vet asked for clarification. Unable to speak past the lump in his throat, Ton merely nodded. He watched as Vet looked over at Richard again, another smile coming to his face. "When the thought of him made me smile. When I realized that the sun wouldn't shine as bright if he weren't in my life. When his happiness was the most important thing in the world to me. When my heart clenched just at the sight of him. But more than that-" Vet looked back at him and Ton felt paralyzed by the intense look that the alpha wolf gave him, as if he were looking past all of his barriers and into his very soul. "The moment that I realized that I wanted to be a better man for him and that because of him I was a better man than I was before I met him, that was when I realized that I loved him. No flaw that he had, no quirk could ever make me stop loving him and he knows that so he's free to be himself and he's free to love me and because he loves me I'm free to be myself, knowing that no flaw that I have and no quirk could ever make him stop loving me."
Ton's mouth went dry and he looked helplessly at Tommy, unaware that his emotions showed in every nuance of his face. That his scent thrummed with the essence of love, desire, possessiveness, care and acceptance, he smelled like a man...in love with his mate.
"He told me that he loves me," he shared with Vet, his voice a harsh whisper. He saw the older man nod thoughtfully and wondered what he was thinking. He didn't have to wait long, fortunately.
"And did you tell him that you loved him back?" Vet asked and Ton swung wide eyes the other man's way.
"W-w-what? Who said I l-l-lo-loved him?" he stuttered out the question and he watched as a huge grin spread across his alpha's face.
"You did, by your reaction, just now. People don't realize how telling their reactions are to an important question. You love your mate but you haven't told him," Vet shook his head in disappointment. "I suggest you tell him soon, or he's going to start thinking you don't feel that way and then he's going to stop telling you and then one day you'll wake up ready to say it but he won't be there for you to say it to." With that Vet nodded and then walked off to stand with the other two men. Ton's eyes followed the other man until he stopped before he felt his eyes turn to look at Tommy. He saw the smaller man smile and wave at him and with a small smile he waved back.
Was Vet right? Did he love Tommy? And if he did, in fact, love his mate, was he in danger of losing him because he hadn't said the words?
Knowing that he didn't have the time to really think about that he pushed the issue away mentally into a corner of his mind, locking it in with a padlock and walked over to join his mate and their friends. He was going to help his mate choose a horse, help him learn to ride, teach him how to shoot a gun, find this Adam Quinn and deal with him and then he'd worry about if he was in love with his mate or not.
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Tommy watched as Ton made his way over to him, an intense look of confusion and frustration line his face. He wondered what Vet had said to his mate to make him appear so befuddled. He opened his mouth to ask as Ton stopped beside him, but found himself smiling in happiness instead when the other man wrapped his arm around him and kissed his temple. He sighed softly. His questions could wait.
"So Tommy, have you decided which mare you want?" Vet asked from where he stood behind Richard, his arms wrapped tightly around the smaller man's waist.
Tommy looked at the other men in confusion. Mare? What the hell was a mare? "A mare? What's that? I thought I was supposed to be picking out a horse. Like a stallion from the movies," he questioned in confusion. He scowled when the other three men exploded into laughter, feeling slightly stupid. He hated feeling stupid. He hated it even more that his mate was joining in on the amusement at his expense. Stiffening, he went to move away only to feel Ton swing him around to face him and then putting his hands under his ass, he lifted him up until they were eye to eye. Tommy wrapped his legs around his cowboy's waist and his arms went around his neck as Ton slowly walked forward to the gate of the corral.
"Tommy, baby, no one is laughing at you, we're laughing at your words. At how innocent you seem. Richard was the same way when we brought him out here to choose a horse. He said almost exactly the same words. A mare is a female horse. They are generally more gentle than stallions. Stallions are known for being aggressive, domineering creatures-" Ton explained.
"Like you?" Tommy interrupted cheekily and then giggled when Ton leaned forward and gently nipped at his neck.
"Yes. Just like me. So it's better that you learn how to ride a gentle horse first before we even think about putting you on a stallion," Ton finished explaining and Tommy grinned at him mischievously.
"Well, I can always learn how to ride, by riding you, you seem like one of the most aggressive and dominant stallions that I know," Tommy teased. He moaned when Ton leaned forward with a low growl and took his lips in a hard and punishing kiss. The kiss was all tongue, teeth and lips and it wasn't long before Tommy couldn't hear the neighing of the horses, the yells, shouts and conversations of the men who worked on the ranch and the farm, Richard and Vet faded from view and even the thought that Adam was out of prison and had followed him to Texas couldn't diminish the taste of his mate's mouth. Nothing could distract him from the feel of his mate's broad shoulders beneath his hands, the feel of his very large jean clad erection rubbing against his own, or the feel of his mate unbuckling his pants and lifting out his cock with one hand while his other went over his hip to squeeze his ass.
Even though they had both experienced such a powerful orgasm just an hour ago, Tommy felt the flames of another one licking at the base of his spine. His hands clutched at Ton's back and his head, he thrust down towards Ton's hips, every time the other man thrust up and he whined when he felt one finger of Ton's hand slip into his hungry hole. At that same moment Ton flicked the slit at the top of Tommy's cock and he felt his orgasm wash over him, tossing back his head he groaned Ton's name loudly, his red Stetson falling off of his head and to the ground. He felt Ton stiffen moments later and felt the other man groan his name from where his head had fallen forward into his neck.
Slowly the sounds of the ranch returned to Tommy's buzzing ears and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes widened in horror and embarrassment when he saw that no man on the ranch moved. All of them were staring at him and Ton. Some with amusement, most with lust burning in their gazes.
"Ton? We just got off outside with everyone watching!" he hissed to his mate and he felt his mate grunt against his neck.
"Let 'em watch then. Don't bother me none. They're just jealous and wishing that they had you for their mate, but they don't because you belong to me," Ton growled as he pulled back. Tommy watched as he lifted his hand that he'd had wrapped around Tommy's cock and licked off all of Tommy's seed. Tommy groaned and felt his cock trying to stir again. Once his hand was clean, Ton tucked Tommy's softened cock back into his pants and set his clothes to rights before he lifted the smaller man off of the corral fence and adjusted himself in his pants, a very large wet spot displayed in his jeans.
"Are you going to go change?" Tommy asked with a quirk of his lips before turning to pick up his fallen hat.
"Guess I better-" Ton said with a leer on his face, "Wanna come help me?"
Tommy smiled and nodded, "I'd love to." He turned to look at Richard and Vet where the two men stood still watching them their own erections pressing against the fly of their jeans. "We'll be right back, we're going to go home and change Ant's clothes," he said with a grin. He watched as Richard and Vet smiled back.
"I think that we should go and change Vet's clothes also. How about we meet back here in say an hour?" Richard said with chuckle. Tommy looked up at Ton and watched as his eyes darkened with arousal and another emotion, a deeper emotion the squeezed his heart and caressed his cock back to life.
"Better make it an hour and a half...maybe two, Ant and I need to take a shower," Tommy said throwing a hint his mate's way. He saw Ton nod from the corner of his eye and after Richard agreed the two of them set off back to their home, ignoring the applause that they got from everyone else for the "fantastic show." He'd been telling Richard the truth, they did need a shower and they would take one, but not before they got dirty again.
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He watched them from the shadows of the surrounding forest, his eyes narrow, a sneer on his lips. Thoughts of malice, anger, possession, revenge and jealousy swirled around in his brain. He tightened his fists and felt his nails dig so far into his palm that droplets of blood began to drip upon the ground. He'd watched that big ass Neanderthal put his hands and his mouth all over his man and he hadn't liked it one bit. Tommy belonged to him. He'd always belonged to him and he always would. No one else had the right to touch him or to kiss him and especially not to fuck him. That was his job.
Adam felt a slow grin of menace spread across his face. It was time for him to make his move. He would kill anyone who got in his way. Tommy belonged to him and he wouldn't stop until he had the man chained up in his basement, screaming for mercy and sobbing with forced release...right where he belonged.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Inconceivable: Part Eleven-NSFW
Part Eleven:
It wasn't the sound of the rooster crowing that woke him up or even the sound of manly shouts as horses were trained and cattle were branded. The sound of a working farm and dude ranch did not wake him from the deep comatose-like sleep that he'd been in. What woke Tommy up from the seductive dreams of him in the arms of his mate was the voice of said mate in rumbling through his chest and into his ear. He could tell by the staccato sounds that Ton was talking in his sleep, but he'd mentioned Tommy's name so he had to listen right?
"Mine. My Tommy. Nngholof. Mate. Love..." Ton's deep voice flowed over him and at the last word Tommy felt his heart clench and the breath catch in his throat. Did Ton say love? Tommy eased out of Ton's arms, which were wrapped around him firmly, and sat up to look down at his lover. His eyes closed and he breathed a soft sigh of frustration as he pushed his hands through his unruly curls. When he'd told Ton that he loved him the night before the other man had kissed him so passionately and then made such tender love to him that he knew what he was trying to say without him actually saying it. He'd been fine with that but now hearing Ton actually say the word love made him realize that he wanted to hear the cowboy actually admit that he felt that way with his words.
"Wow Tommy, unsatisfied much?" he muttered to himself before sliding out of bed slowly and walking towards the bathroom. What was wrong with him? He'd told himself that there was no way that he'd allow himself to fall in love with the cowboy but after one of the most intense orgasms of his life he'd just blurted it out. As memories of the night before washed over him, Tommy shivered and felt his cock swell. He groaned and turned on the hot water in the shower. With every remembered caress, every remembered kiss, he felt his shaft grow harder and his heart sped up. Stepping into the flow of hot water, the steam filling the room, he groaned again. Soaping up his hands with the vanilla and cucumber scented body wash that he'd had specially made, he ran his hands over his torso and thighs, avoiding his leaking cock. Turning to rinse his front, he hissed as his dick made contact with the water and began to wash his back and ass. As his fingers drifted through his crease he remembered the feel of Ton's tongue playing with his pink hole and his knees weakened. Closing his eyes he knew that if he didn't come soon that he would be walking around in a perpetual state of arousal and being around a bunch of male wolf shifters, that wasn't such a good idea.
Pouring the bath wash into his hands, he wrapped one hand around his aching cock and then drifted the fingers of his other hand to the crease of his ass. He teased his hole with one finger as his hand drifted up his shaft. He stuck the tip of one finger in his ass as he stroked down his erection. He pulled his hand up his length as he pulled his finger out of his hole and as he stroked one hand down, he thrust the finger of his other hand in. His heartbeat sped up and he imagined Ton coming into the bathroom at that moment to see him getting himself off in the shower and he felt his erection grow in his hand. It wasn't long before he had a rhythm going, his hand stroking and twisting on his cock in symphony with the thrusting of his fingers. For every introduction of a new finger, he flicked the nail of his finger into the slit at the head of his erection. Leaning against the tiled wall he felt the tingle at the base of his spine that signaled his impending orgasm.
He was grunting now, his breath stuttering out of his chest, his eyes squeezed shut, his ass clenching he three fingers that he had thrusting inside of him, fucking himself as his other hand stroked and squeezed and pumped his red cock, the head turning almost purple with the force of his desire. At long last his mind conjured an image of Ton, canines extended, leaning over him to bite into his neck, marking him again, claiming him once more and with wailing cry and a jerk of his hips, his orgasm swept over him, stealing his breath and knocking the strength from his knees. He pulled his finger free from his hole and let go of his still spurting erection and caught himself on his hands and knees, the water pounding down on his body as he shook under the force of his orgasm. His breath was harsh as he attempted to calm himself after the overpowering eruption and he chuckled after a minute.
"So apparently I've become a masochist or a pain slut if the thought of Ton biting me is what gets me off," he muttered to himself. He shook his head and leaned over to grab the shampoo from where it rested on the corner of the tub. Quickly shampooing and conditioning his hair, he rinsed and finally stood and turned off the water. Squeezing the excess water out of his hair, he was unaware of his mate, a huge grin of satisfaction and pride on his face, wiping the traces of his own orgasm off of his hand and slowly walking back to their bed, unnoticed.
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Tommy looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He may not be able to pull off cowboy, but he could pull off dragboy to perfection. He walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Ton who sat on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots. Tilting out one hip, Tommy put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to the side, his brand new red Stetson pulled low over one eye, his jeans molded perfectly to his thin frame, his red and brown checkered shirt tied above his belly button, brown boots with a small heel encased his feet and he'd found the greatest belt buckle to put to complete his ensemble...one of a wolf howling at the moon. He watched as Ton's eyes took in all of this, cataloging how his hair had been pulled back into a low ponytail, his eyes had been lined with a thin brown line, his lashes buffed with mascara and his lips shone with red lipstick. He'd decided to not put on his bra so his shirt clung to his thin frame and he hadn't tucked so his bulge was displayed prominently. He knew that he looked good but he was glad when Ton confirmed it, his voice a sexy growl.
"Goddammit baby. You're the sexiest fucking cowboy I've ever seen." Tommy watched as Ton's face roved his body again and felt his cock beginning to stir.
"Thank you," he whispered. He swallowed thickly as Ton stood up and prowled towards him. They were supposed to be meeting Vet and Richard outside by the corrals in five minutes so that Tommy could choose a horse that he could ride, but all thoughts of their previous obligations flew out of his mind as he looked into his mate's hungry gaze. He wanted Ton to ravish him. He wanted the big man to rip the clothes from his body and fuck him on the floor until he passed out, just like the night before.
His breath rasped out of his chest harshly, his eyes becoming heavy lidded as Ton knelt before him. He looked down at the other man and groaned at the sight there. Tommy was a dedicated bottom and he knew that when it came to the bedroom he was happily submissive to his larger, more dominant mate, but looking down at his mate, watching as this bigger man, this more powerful man knelt before him, offering him pleasure, made him harder than he'd ever been before.
Ton unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans and had him unzipped and his aching cock pulled out before he could draw his next breath. He felt his limbs shake as Ton took him in hand and began to lick at the head of his erection as if he were licking a dripping ice cream cone. Tommy snorted mentally, well his cock was dripping like one, so he guessed the analogy was correct. His attention focused and his brain melted the moment he felt Ton's lips close over his swollen cock. He groaned and dropped his hands to Ton's shoulders, gripping them tightly as he felt the wet heat of his mate's mouth surround him. He felt one of Ton's hands reach around his hip and drift down to his clenching hole while the other hand moved down to grab his balls. He felt Ton rolling his balls around in his hand at the exact moment that he pierced his clenching hole with one of his thick fingers. Without thought he thrust into his mate's mouth, feeling the head of his cock slide into the man's throat.
Twin groans echoed throughout the room and he looked down and saw Ton looking back up at him. When he saw the small nod and the wink from the bigger man he knew that he'd been given permission to thrust. So without thought, he began thrusting into Ton's mouth and then back on the two...no the three fingers that were fucking his hole, he felt Ton pull down lightly on his balls before squeezing them in his firm grasp and grunted as he began to fuck his mate's mouth faster. Ton took it all and Tommy knew that he'd have to ask the man about his non-existent gag reflex. It was amazing.
Tommy felt his balls draw up close to his body and he knew that he was about to blow his load. "A-A-Ant," he panted as his hand moved to the back of the other man's head and he thrust deeper into Ton's throat and further back onto his fingers. He saw Ton nod and with a delighted cry he shot stream after stream of his seed down the man's throat. He felt Ton move his head back some to collect the rest of his come in his mouth and once he'd grown soft in the other man's mouth, Tommy felt Ton pull away and hurriedly unbuckle his pants and pull down his boxers until his own cock and balls were free. Tommy anticipated the moment that Ton shot his load all over him, so he watched in fascination when Ton let the remainder of Tommy's come and his own saliva dribble out of his mouth and onto his own leaking cock.
He squealed when he felt Ton grab his legs and quickly divest him of his left boot before pulling his left leg free of his jeans. Ton lifted Tommy's left leg in the air and leaning over placed his cock at the smaller man's tight entrance. Tommy watched in fascinated anticipation as he felt his mate push into his body. He felt as the the ridge at the head of Ton's cock grazed his prostate and he groaned as his cock began to stir again. Ton pulled back out slowly and Tommy groaned again. Out was so good...so good. He moaned as Ton pushed back into him and heard as the other man whispered his name. Ton began thrusting into him, slow and deep, his strokes measured and Tommy moaned as he felt every stroke deep within him, so deep that it felt as if they were touching his heart. It wasn't long before Ton had put both of Tommy's legs over his shoulders and Tommy yelled as he felt the man move even deeper within him.
This was how he was going to die. His mate was going to fuck him to death. He thrashed on the floor, his head moving from side to side, his hands clutching the carpet, Ton's shoulders, stroking his dick, pulling on his balls, a stream of broken words and profanity vetting forth from his lips. He could tell that Ton was close as well, the bigger man's rhythm growing frantic and uncoordinated. A few strokes later, Tommy felt his back arch and his head went back as he screamed out his cowboy's name. Distantly he heard Ton's voice join his before he collapsed back onto the floor, Ton falling forward on top of him. Tommy knew that he should feel squished, but he felt safe and comforted...loved.
That feeling disappeared quickly, however, when he heard clapping and looked up to their bedroom doorway where Richard and Vet stood clapping, wide grins on their faces.
"Now I see why you both watched us. That was hot!" Richard said with a grin and Tommy merely groaned in embarrassment.
It wasn't the sound of the rooster crowing that woke him up or even the sound of manly shouts as horses were trained and cattle were branded. The sound of a working farm and dude ranch did not wake him from the deep comatose-like sleep that he'd been in. What woke Tommy up from the seductive dreams of him in the arms of his mate was the voice of said mate in rumbling through his chest and into his ear. He could tell by the staccato sounds that Ton was talking in his sleep, but he'd mentioned Tommy's name so he had to listen right?
"Mine. My Tommy. Nngholof. Mate. Love..." Ton's deep voice flowed over him and at the last word Tommy felt his heart clench and the breath catch in his throat. Did Ton say love? Tommy eased out of Ton's arms, which were wrapped around him firmly, and sat up to look down at his lover. His eyes closed and he breathed a soft sigh of frustration as he pushed his hands through his unruly curls. When he'd told Ton that he loved him the night before the other man had kissed him so passionately and then made such tender love to him that he knew what he was trying to say without him actually saying it. He'd been fine with that but now hearing Ton actually say the word love made him realize that he wanted to hear the cowboy actually admit that he felt that way with his words.
"Wow Tommy, unsatisfied much?" he muttered to himself before sliding out of bed slowly and walking towards the bathroom. What was wrong with him? He'd told himself that there was no way that he'd allow himself to fall in love with the cowboy but after one of the most intense orgasms of his life he'd just blurted it out. As memories of the night before washed over him, Tommy shivered and felt his cock swell. He groaned and turned on the hot water in the shower. With every remembered caress, every remembered kiss, he felt his shaft grow harder and his heart sped up. Stepping into the flow of hot water, the steam filling the room, he groaned again. Soaping up his hands with the vanilla and cucumber scented body wash that he'd had specially made, he ran his hands over his torso and thighs, avoiding his leaking cock. Turning to rinse his front, he hissed as his dick made contact with the water and began to wash his back and ass. As his fingers drifted through his crease he remembered the feel of Ton's tongue playing with his pink hole and his knees weakened. Closing his eyes he knew that if he didn't come soon that he would be walking around in a perpetual state of arousal and being around a bunch of male wolf shifters, that wasn't such a good idea.
Pouring the bath wash into his hands, he wrapped one hand around his aching cock and then drifted the fingers of his other hand to the crease of his ass. He teased his hole with one finger as his hand drifted up his shaft. He stuck the tip of one finger in his ass as he stroked down his erection. He pulled his hand up his length as he pulled his finger out of his hole and as he stroked one hand down, he thrust the finger of his other hand in. His heartbeat sped up and he imagined Ton coming into the bathroom at that moment to see him getting himself off in the shower and he felt his erection grow in his hand. It wasn't long before he had a rhythm going, his hand stroking and twisting on his cock in symphony with the thrusting of his fingers. For every introduction of a new finger, he flicked the nail of his finger into the slit at the head of his erection. Leaning against the tiled wall he felt the tingle at the base of his spine that signaled his impending orgasm.
He was grunting now, his breath stuttering out of his chest, his eyes squeezed shut, his ass clenching he three fingers that he had thrusting inside of him, fucking himself as his other hand stroked and squeezed and pumped his red cock, the head turning almost purple with the force of his desire. At long last his mind conjured an image of Ton, canines extended, leaning over him to bite into his neck, marking him again, claiming him once more and with wailing cry and a jerk of his hips, his orgasm swept over him, stealing his breath and knocking the strength from his knees. He pulled his finger free from his hole and let go of his still spurting erection and caught himself on his hands and knees, the water pounding down on his body as he shook under the force of his orgasm. His breath was harsh as he attempted to calm himself after the overpowering eruption and he chuckled after a minute.
"So apparently I've become a masochist or a pain slut if the thought of Ton biting me is what gets me off," he muttered to himself. He shook his head and leaned over to grab the shampoo from where it rested on the corner of the tub. Quickly shampooing and conditioning his hair, he rinsed and finally stood and turned off the water. Squeezing the excess water out of his hair, he was unaware of his mate, a huge grin of satisfaction and pride on his face, wiping the traces of his own orgasm off of his hand and slowly walking back to their bed, unnoticed.
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Tommy looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He may not be able to pull off cowboy, but he could pull off dragboy to perfection. He walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Ton who sat on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots. Tilting out one hip, Tommy put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to the side, his brand new red Stetson pulled low over one eye, his jeans molded perfectly to his thin frame, his red and brown checkered shirt tied above his belly button, brown boots with a small heel encased his feet and he'd found the greatest belt buckle to put to complete his ensemble...one of a wolf howling at the moon. He watched as Ton's eyes took in all of this, cataloging how his hair had been pulled back into a low ponytail, his eyes had been lined with a thin brown line, his lashes buffed with mascara and his lips shone with red lipstick. He'd decided to not put on his bra so his shirt clung to his thin frame and he hadn't tucked so his bulge was displayed prominently. He knew that he looked good but he was glad when Ton confirmed it, his voice a sexy growl.
"Goddammit baby. You're the sexiest fucking cowboy I've ever seen." Tommy watched as Ton's face roved his body again and felt his cock beginning to stir.
"Thank you," he whispered. He swallowed thickly as Ton stood up and prowled towards him. They were supposed to be meeting Vet and Richard outside by the corrals in five minutes so that Tommy could choose a horse that he could ride, but all thoughts of their previous obligations flew out of his mind as he looked into his mate's hungry gaze. He wanted Ton to ravish him. He wanted the big man to rip the clothes from his body and fuck him on the floor until he passed out, just like the night before.
His breath rasped out of his chest harshly, his eyes becoming heavy lidded as Ton knelt before him. He looked down at the other man and groaned at the sight there. Tommy was a dedicated bottom and he knew that when it came to the bedroom he was happily submissive to his larger, more dominant mate, but looking down at his mate, watching as this bigger man, this more powerful man knelt before him, offering him pleasure, made him harder than he'd ever been before.
Ton unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans and had him unzipped and his aching cock pulled out before he could draw his next breath. He felt his limbs shake as Ton took him in hand and began to lick at the head of his erection as if he were licking a dripping ice cream cone. Tommy snorted mentally, well his cock was dripping like one, so he guessed the analogy was correct. His attention focused and his brain melted the moment he felt Ton's lips close over his swollen cock. He groaned and dropped his hands to Ton's shoulders, gripping them tightly as he felt the wet heat of his mate's mouth surround him. He felt one of Ton's hands reach around his hip and drift down to his clenching hole while the other hand moved down to grab his balls. He felt Ton rolling his balls around in his hand at the exact moment that he pierced his clenching hole with one of his thick fingers. Without thought he thrust into his mate's mouth, feeling the head of his cock slide into the man's throat.
Twin groans echoed throughout the room and he looked down and saw Ton looking back up at him. When he saw the small nod and the wink from the bigger man he knew that he'd been given permission to thrust. So without thought, he began thrusting into Ton's mouth and then back on the two...no the three fingers that were fucking his hole, he felt Ton pull down lightly on his balls before squeezing them in his firm grasp and grunted as he began to fuck his mate's mouth faster. Ton took it all and Tommy knew that he'd have to ask the man about his non-existent gag reflex. It was amazing.
Tommy felt his balls draw up close to his body and he knew that he was about to blow his load. "A-A-Ant," he panted as his hand moved to the back of the other man's head and he thrust deeper into Ton's throat and further back onto his fingers. He saw Ton nod and with a delighted cry he shot stream after stream of his seed down the man's throat. He felt Ton move his head back some to collect the rest of his come in his mouth and once he'd grown soft in the other man's mouth, Tommy felt Ton pull away and hurriedly unbuckle his pants and pull down his boxers until his own cock and balls were free. Tommy anticipated the moment that Ton shot his load all over him, so he watched in fascination when Ton let the remainder of Tommy's come and his own saliva dribble out of his mouth and onto his own leaking cock.
He squealed when he felt Ton grab his legs and quickly divest him of his left boot before pulling his left leg free of his jeans. Ton lifted Tommy's left leg in the air and leaning over placed his cock at the smaller man's tight entrance. Tommy watched in fascinated anticipation as he felt his mate push into his body. He felt as the the ridge at the head of Ton's cock grazed his prostate and he groaned as his cock began to stir again. Ton pulled back out slowly and Tommy groaned again. Out was so good...so good. He moaned as Ton pushed back into him and heard as the other man whispered his name. Ton began thrusting into him, slow and deep, his strokes measured and Tommy moaned as he felt every stroke deep within him, so deep that it felt as if they were touching his heart. It wasn't long before Ton had put both of Tommy's legs over his shoulders and Tommy yelled as he felt the man move even deeper within him.
This was how he was going to die. His mate was going to fuck him to death. He thrashed on the floor, his head moving from side to side, his hands clutching the carpet, Ton's shoulders, stroking his dick, pulling on his balls, a stream of broken words and profanity vetting forth from his lips. He could tell that Ton was close as well, the bigger man's rhythm growing frantic and uncoordinated. A few strokes later, Tommy felt his back arch and his head went back as he screamed out his cowboy's name. Distantly he heard Ton's voice join his before he collapsed back onto the floor, Ton falling forward on top of him. Tommy knew that he should feel squished, but he felt safe and comforted...loved.
That feeling disappeared quickly, however, when he heard clapping and looked up to their bedroom doorway where Richard and Vet stood clapping, wide grins on their faces.
"Now I see why you both watched us. That was hot!" Richard said with a grin and Tommy merely groaned in embarrassment.
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