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Peter plopped his head back on the head rest, eyes scanning the scenery as it floated by. He couldn’t make out of a lot of things due to the darkness that hovered in the sky but he saw a few familiar buildings and houses that were near his place. He was grateful he was almost home. Tonight, had been exhausting.
Well, more mentally tiring than physically. Let’s just say Peter prefers to do things on his terms and doesn’t like getting roped into things. Yet, he supposes he owed Derek. The boy was constantly doing him favors and always in his corner. Therefore, he couldn’t really say no to him but he really wanted to.
“You know,” he sighed as he eyeballed the younger man. Derek had insisted on driving and Peter allowed it. He didn’t want to go out tonight and hence, didn’t feel like taking the wheel either. “This is now two weeks in a row that you and Cora have pushed me to go out.”
Okay, so Peter is complicated. He likes both his solitude and socializing. But, he’s also picky. He knows what he likes when it comes to certain individuals. He tends to mostly charm them and then either leaves them wanting more or he beds them. It’s not usually a long-term thing and Peter is fine with that. And he also realizes, he’s not getting any younger so he doesn’t go out as much as he used to. The game is getting harder to play and truthfully, finding people that interest him is getting challenging as well. So now, he tends more to homebody but he does venture out on occasion. Mostly, so he doesn’t lose his charm all together and he’s human, he does get horny.
“Seriously?” Derek questioned with an indignant flare to his tome. “You are acting like I forcibly held a gun to your head to spend some time with mom.” He sort of did but Peter opted to keep his mouth shut. He loves Talia but he still didn’t really want to spend the evening with the family. She in particular likes to nag him to convince him to find a nice omega to settle down with. It’s tiring and annoying. He would rather stick knives in his eyes.
“She’s exhausting Derek. And you know that too. She’s your mother and you dragged me out tonight so she could pester me and not focus on you.” He poked his nephew in the arm hard with his index finger but he didn’t even flinch the bastard. “Very clever by the way. I taught you well but it still annoys me. I could have been jacking off instead.”
He made a noise of disgust as he turned the vehicle into their neighborhood. Peter owns a quaint craftsman house that he shares with Derek. He pays rent so he doesn’t have to live at home. He too loves his mother very much but she can be overbearing and he had yearned for some space. Peter hadn’t minded. He lived alone and it was a nice change to have someone live with him. Plus, Derek is quiet so he doesn’t bother Peter a lot of the time.
The house itself is painted gray with two pillars out front that bookend the front porch. On the porch, there are two white rocking chairs that see a lot of use. They both tend to gravitate to that area and stare off into the distance or even chat when they have free time.
“Whatever. You need to spend more time with mom.” Debatable at the least. “And last week, that was all you. Cora only asked you to drop off her at that bar for her friend’s birthday celebration. You took it upon yourself to go inside and have a drink.” That wasn’t all he had in fact. “Then you fuck one of her friends. Which by the way, she’s still annoyed at you for that.”
The car slowed as it pulled into the drive. “First of all, I was thirsty. And second that was not my fault. You know how charming I can be. The poor boy was practically melting as I spoke. He then impaled himself on my dick. I’m actually innocent.” And yay, two points for Peter for still getting his swagger on. And the boy and Cora aren’t like best friends by any means - just in the same friend group so it was perfectly acceptable to fuck him.
And point, Peter may not totally be innocent but the boy was rather mesmerized by Peter’s charisma and whit. There was no way that Peter wasn’t going to pull out the stops to get the mole dotted omega with the milky skin into the bathroom that night to have some fun right away.
“You’re impossible and ridiculous.”
“Maybe but I’m the one who did get laid that night.”
The younger man mumbled something indiscernible as he exited the car. Peter followed suit by climbing out and then walking in tandem with this nephew. They took a few steps and then paused when a figure appeared in front of them. Almost out of the shadows in the front walk way that led to the house.
A rather familiar one at that. Despite the evening not providing enough light, the street lamp was more than ample to allow Peter to travel his eyes up and down the other who stood before them. “Stiles,” Peter oozed out between his lips. It was an unusual name but Peter had grown to like it. – enjoyed the soft trill on his bottom lip. “This is a rather pleasant surprise.”
“Yeah, I wasn’t going to come by but I need a favor alpha so…”
Oh? Peter is very curious as to what this favor may entail. And he truly is surprised that the young omega is here at his home and he doesn’t quite know how to feel about that. On the one hand, the boy was witty like Peter and an incredibly good lay. Plus, he has a fine good-looking ass. But on the other, Peter is usually more of a one and done deal type of alpha. “Couldn’t get enough of me so you are back for more?”
The younger man rolled his eyes as Derek coughed. “Is the guy you boned the other night? Your one-night stand?”
Peter didn’t answer right away but Derek already had concluded correctly. “Well, more like one night that merged into the next day into late afternoon.”
“Yeah, I think your memory is off old man. It was definitely more like into late morning.”
Peter grinned swiping the bottom of his lips with his tongue. “Oh, sweetheart, you were definitely drunk on sex so I understand if your memory is foggy. I clearly remember ripping at least seven orgasms out of you so I know we had fun way into the late afternoon.”
“Okay, on that note, I’m heading inside. I don’t want to hear any more of this.” Derek flailed his hands widely into the air. “Whatever this is so have a good time.”
Snickering, Stiles shook his head. “Ah yes, I do remember the cockiness now. I don’t know how that escaped my mind.”
“The sex my dear boy. I sexed you up so much, your brain is still trying to catch up even a week later.” Oh yes, Peter had given the omega a nice pounding. Or well several poundings to be exact right here at his house (he can be a gentleman after all and assumed his bed would be way more comfortable than the bar bathroom stall after the first go round). Plus, there were blow jobs and hand jobs. It was quite fun really. Truthfully, he wouldn’t mind going several more rounds with the boy. He does have a nice body and very lickable skin. And that ass….
Crossing his arms across the chest, the younger man sighed. “I am so regretting coming here.”
“Well, you did and shouldn’t be surprised. Now I’m curious as to why. I assume it’s not because you want to be dicked. I have to say I am little disappointed though but I certainly cannot turn an omega away if something is needed. It is in my nature after all.” Mostly but Stiles doesn’t have to know that his alpha dynamic doesn’t always shine in the brightest light. Yet, he’s curious and perhaps if he helps the boy, he can at least get a hand job out of it.
Stiles eyes narrowed not necessarily believing him as his body gave a full body shiver. “Right. Can we maybe go inside? I’m a little chilled.”
Arching his brow, Peter gestured his hand towards the front door. There was no reason to not allow the boy entry and he certainly didn’t want to be held responsible if he caught a cold. “Be my guest.”
They both walked into the door with more deliberate actions than the previous time the omega was in his dwelling. Last week, they had hardly made it inside and they were pawing at each other to get their clothes off. Peter won of course, the boy was naked fairly quickly and he was a sight. He still remembers trying to count all his moles on his pale skin. He lost count – maybe he will have another opportunity.
“Have a seat,” he gestured while he plopped down on his leather sofa, legs splayed open because one he’s an alpha and two, he’ll never pass up an opportunity to show off his crotch to an alluring boy. And the omega’s eyes did indeed travel towards his endowment momentarily, taking in his fill.
Maybe he can get lucky again. “My manners, did you need something drink?”
He shook his head as he nibbled on his bottom lip which was kind of arousing. The boy didn’t take Peter up on the offer of sitting either since he began to pace a little. “This is stupid. I don’t even know why I came here. We hardly know each other.” He focused on the front door. “I probably should just go.”
And that won’t do at all. If Peter had any hope of seeing that boy moaning and thriving underneath him once more, he had to find a way to reassure him. “Don’t be silly. You came over to seek me out. What is it that you need?” Besides, he was still curious as hell.
“Okay fine,” he breathed out exasperatedly as his feet stopped on the floor. “Again, it’s stupid but my five-year high school reunion is coming up.” Fuck, he assumed the boy was young but that puts him a few years younger than he surmised. “And you know, people like to impress one another. I just,” the adorable biting of the lip appeared again. “Okay, I just wanted to attend with a handsome alpha on my arm. There I said it.”
Peter smirked because yes, the boy admitted he was handsome and truthfully, he was also a little intoxicated with his squirming nerves standing in front of him. Yet, a high school reunion? He was definitely not expecting that to be the favor. “Clearly you could have any other alpha on the planet you could ask?”
He wasn’t opposed per se but one, a freaking high school reunion and two, does the boy not really have anyone else to ask?
“I mean,” his face was dejected as he answered. “Not really. My best friend Scott but he’s already going with this girlfriend. Maybe a couple of others but they would bitch the whole time. With you, you seem like you would have fun being petty and stuff. And there’s free food.”
He wasn’t totally wrong. He could be catty and play up the part of being a doting alpha. “Okay, say if I agree, what do I get in return?” Peter is not attending any gathering with a bunch of people half his age without some kind of reciprocity.
The eye roll was expected. “ I would like to say a fun evening out but I have a feeling that is not what you’re looking for. I’m almost afraid to ask.”
Clever boy. “Well, yes, I wouldn’t mind bending you over the sofa and having my way with you once more. However, you moaning like a porn star may disturb my nephew. But,” he reached over next to himself and grabbed the throw pillow. Tossing it on floor between his legs, Peter grinned. “I do have another idea.”
Honey dew eyes darted to the pillow and then met his Peter’s own deep blue ones. “Seriously? And you just said you didn’t want to disturb your nephew.”
Shrugging, Peter left his smirk across his face. “You’ll be gagging on my cock so he won’t hear a thing.”
The omega looked upon Peter, expression turning from disbelief to possibly contemplative. He could work with that. “It really shouldn’t surprise me that you are asking me to blow you.”
“As I much as I enjoyed your lips wrapped around my cock, let’s be real sweat boy, you thoroughly were into it. You loved my large member in your throat drinking down my release.”
Oh yes, Peter remembers vividly how lovely the omega looked sucking him down like he needed his jizz to survive. He didn’t even exhibit any gag reflex. Nope, he gave fellatio like his life depended on it. Plus, he looked so beautiful on his knees. Yes, the alpha yearns to recreate that moment and feeling once more. Sue him, he likes his cock being sucked and Stiles paints a very pretty picture.
Stiles stood stock still. He didn’t make any attempts to fall to his knees but he wasn’t leaving. Nope, he was pondering the idea. “God, another thing that I failed to remember about you – your cockiness.”
“Are you sure you don’t mean my cock? But on the other hand, there is no way you would forget the dick that pounded into you within an inch of your life.” Peter oozed out his tone laced with his signature charisma that is hard for many omegas to ignore. And for good measure, he rubbed the inseam of his pants that was closest to where his dick was now pressing harder into the material.
The boy took a few shaky steps forward, hesitating, yet his eyes did show a hunger behind them. However, he seemed to be contemplating if he really did crave to swallow Peter down or whether he was just doing this to agree to his terms. Frankly, Peter almost didn’t care for the reason, if he can have the sensation of the boy’s mouth on him again, he won’t care about the whys.
“I cannot believe I am seriously considering this. A blow job just so you’ll come to my high school reunion.”
“Think of it as mutually beneficial to both of us.”
There was a mumble of ‘asshole’ before knees hit the pillow between his spread legs. Fuck, the omega didn’t even have his mouth on him yet and he was already leaking pre-cum.
It took all of Peter’s control and the slim patience he was holding onto to not unzip his pants and pull the boy’s head over his engorged member. He found a way deep inside himself to cede control and let the boy take the reins. He may be anxious and for sure can be an ass but he was also an unselfish lover. He wanted Stiles to enjoy this moment as well despite yearning to have his cock free of the current cotton restraint.
Tentative hands reached up for the zipper as delicate fingers pulled on the metal clasp that held the teeth together. Peter angled his hip so to help the boy by shimmying his pants down somewhat to his thighs. Stiles eyes widened and tongue swiped across his bottom lip in seeing the large bulge hidden beneath the white briefs Peter was wearing.
Once again, hesitation swept across the boy as his fingers dangled in the air. “Why so nervous? “Peter asked as he reached to caress the boy’s right cheek. The omega leaned into the touch and sighed in contentment. “Where is that confident boy from last week, hmm?”
“Well, I did have a few drinks in me and we did some stuff first before you know that monster cock was in my mouth….” Peter grinned. True, the boy had displayed less inhibitions at first and the alpha had worked him up quite a bit before Stiles decided he wanted to stuff his throat with Peter’s cock.
Stroking his soft skin a few times, Peter hummed. “Take your time. I can be patient.” He meant it to a degree. Yes, he craved to get off but he also enjoyed having a pretty omega at his feet.
“Right” the tone was laced sarcasm. “Of course, you just want to get your rocks off. Fine,” he practically spat out as he reached over to pull Peter’s cock out from the offending underwear. He was going to respond and actually say something nice but once he was free of the trappings, he groaned out as the air hit his skin.
The boy surprisingly found the determination rather quickly since his tongue began lapping around his tip collecting his pre-cum. Dropping his hand, Peter moaned, “fuck…I remember that tongue now.”
Feeling his thickness get enveloped into the wet heat of Stiles mouth, Peter plopped his head back onto the couch to enjoy the sensations.
The omega swallowed him down as far as he could take him while licking on the underside of his dick, with his fingers wrapping around the parts he could not swallow down. He swirled around the slit to slurp every droplet that Peter leaked. He hallowed his cheeks and provided suction simultaneously. The stimulation of his tongue and his delicate hands pumping his shaft was almost too much and Peter realized he was going to cum embarrassingly quickly. He was acting like a fucking teenager being on a hair trigger but oh well…
Moaning around Peter’s throbbing cock, Stiles doubled his efforts and Peter mumbled out, “I’m going to cum.”
Stiles continued with the onslaught of his talented tongue and fingers as Peter’s balls drew up, he pulled off slightly as Peter yelled out,” fuck,” and exploded into the waiting mouth with some of his jizz landing on the boy’s chin. He shook through the aftershocks watching through slanted eyes the other swallow what he could and wiping away the parts that didn’t quite make it into his eager mouth.
Peter eyes hazed over while he gazed upon the boy now standing up on shaky coltish legs. He was fairly sure he noted a wet patch on the outer layer at his crotch area but Peter decided not to call him out on it. “Happy now alpha? Reciprocity paid in full?”
He wasn’t sure if it was quite paid in full but it was close – he got an orgasm out of it. Shoving his dick back into his underwear, Peter found his signature smirk. “I suppose for now. A for effort. B for technique and a D for bratty attitude.”
“Oh lord. I can’t believe I just blew you so I can have a stand in alpha.” He huffed out, “so F for fuck you.”
Well, Stiles can act offended all he wants. He is entertaining to watch and the boy clearly enjoyed it as displayed by his pants. “Speaking of, let me know when you’re free so I can take you shopping for something more appropriate to wear to this shindig.”
The boy’s nose scrunched up in defense. “My clothes are fine and besides it’s at the downtown Beacon Hills Hyatt. Not a Five Star establishment or anything too fancy.”
“Be as it may but I do have some standards. If I am supposed to be your alpha then this alpha takes care of his omega which means providing nice clothes.” And besides, he is fairly confident that Stiles will dress up very nicely.
“Whatever dude. We exchanged numbers before. I’ll text you.”
Peter grinned. “Excellent. It was a pleasure doing business with you Stiles. I’m sure there is more fun times to be had with you.”
The omega gingerly flipped him off with a huff as walked towards the door. “You’re impossible, you know that?”
Oh, he is well aware.