Chapter 28
#28 of The Mating Season: A Life of Dreams
Chapter 28
Roan lay on the bed with the moonlight shining through the window, waiting for Theo to come to him. He had arranged and rearranged his position a thousand times and had to ask himself why he was so nervous. He and Theo had made love any number of times! But tonight was special. Tonight marked the beginning of their new life. Roan smiled: their new life together.
Theo came into the room, handsome face smiling, and . . . feathers in his paw. Peacock feathers! Roan watched with a thudding heart as Theo stretched out on the bed beside him. He leaned on his elbow, and smiling at Roan from the wreath of his dark mane, he carefully tickled the feathers down his rippling belly.
Roan tensed as the feathers went even lower . . . and touched his cock. He gasped, watching with suffering eyes as his cock twitched. Theo lightly flicked the feathers, and Roan's cock began to swell up hard. He drew the feathers away and waited. Roan waited with bated breath: Theo was teasing him.
"Oh!" Roan grimaced as his cock squirted a little. "Theo, please . . ."
"Please what?" Theo whispered, watching him steadily.
Roan moaned. "Touch my dick again . . ."
Roan saw Theo swallow and the muscles of his neck flexed: Theo was rock-hard from watching him. His dark cock was dripping too. Roan thought he looked beautiful lying there, his dark gray fur smoothing over the toned muscles of his body, his long dark mane and his handsome face with its square jaw. His slanted eyes were afire with lust as he looked at Roan. Roan had lit a few candles, and the flames reflected in Theo's eyes.
Theo kissed Roan's neck. "Mm . . . you smell good." He pulled back to look at him. "What'd you put on?"
Roan smiled. "That stuff that makes you crazy."
Theo sniffed Roan again, then lightly licked his neck and cheek. Roan shivered under the licking and kissing and watched, the anticipation on the verge of making him burst, as Theo teased with the feather again, tickling Roan's hip and thigh. Roan winced when Theo found his inner thigh - how did he know about that?! - and dragged the feather along lightly. His ears flattened as his cock responded at once, twitching and then squirting out precum.
The feathers kept touching, stroking, flicking, exploring different parts of Roan's body, all his sensitive crevices and hidden places. Roan gasped, sighed, and squirmed with each stroke, swelling harder and throbbing thicker, until he couldn't take it anymore and reached to relieve his bulging cock.
Theo grabbed his paw fast and pinned it above his head. "No, you don't," he whispered, smiling into Roan's eyes. The feathers continued their torture as Theo - still holding Roan's paw down - leaned down to gently suck his nipple.
Roan watched Theo's lips and tongue tasting him and turned red. His nipples were black and tiny as shriveled raisins. Theo rolled each one in his tongue, and below his waist, the feathers were stroking places that made his toes curl.
"You like that, baby?"
"Yes! Yes! Oh - not there!"
"What about here?"
"God, yes . . . touch me there!"
"Mm . . . say that again. It made me drip."
"Touch me there, Theo!"
"Oh, Roan . . ."
Roan watched with a thudding heart as Theo placed his legs on his shoulders - then buried his face between his thighs. His hips in the air, Roan gasped, staring with wide eyes at the ceiling as he was sucked, licked, and kissed. Theo's mouth ate him ceaselessly, ravenously, sucking his dick in long strokes and teasing with his tongue. He stuck his tongue in Roan's ass and twisted it in a way that made him almost squirt.
"Theo! Oh, god - where did you learn - you've never done this before! A-Ahhhh!"
"Mm . . ."
"Ah . . . ah . . . ah-h . . ."
Theo's tongue was merciless as it tasted Roan's anus, licked it, plunged inside and twisted until drool was seeping between Roan's hard ass cheeks. Mouth open and panting, Roan peered through the black tresses in his face and saw Theo's tongue going like a bee's wings: it flicked back and forth over everything between his thighs until he was covered in glossy spit. Roan grimaced as precum slid down his rippling belly. His hard cock was twitching helplessly against the air, as were his kicking legs.
"Mm, mmmm. Oh Roan. . ." Theo whispered against his ass. He closed his eyes. "Your tail is stroking my dick . . . It's going to make me come."
Roan's tail was indeed hanging down and twitching in Theo's lap. He curled it around Theo's cock and stroked. Clutching Roan's thighs to his face, Theo shivered.
"Theo, don't stop!"
Theo plunged his face again. "Mm . . ."
Slurp. Suck.
"I-I'm going to come! Oh . . . Th-Theo!"
"Mm . . . come in my mouth, Roan."
"Shit . . . I'm so hard._You're so _good at that . . ."
Theo's head moved up and down between Roan's thighs as he slowly began to lap his cock in long, heavy strokes. Roan's dick wobbled from every wet lick. His cock was glossy now, not only with precum but with Theo's spit.
"A-Ah. . . AH!"
Roan's body tensed as he squirted. Theo's lips were wrapped around him hard, and they vibrated as he choked to swallow. His hot mouth pulled free of Roan's cock, leaving it cold and slathered in spit against the cool air. Theo set Roan's legs down, and Roan lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, his dick still burning and half-hard. He looked down his belly at Theo, who was kneeling over him, erect and throbbing.
Theo leaned down and kissed Roan's neck. "Suck my dick," he whispered between kisses, "the way you sucked Hukida's dick - only better."
Roan blushed furiously but obeyed at once. Theo sat on the edge of the bed, and Roan knelt between his hard thighs. He looked up at Theo breathlessly and smiled when he smoothed down his mane with a loving paw.
Theo's hard cock was right in Roan's face, and Raon's mind scrambled frantically to remember all of Hukida's instructions. First . . . you tease.
Rather than go right for Theo's cock, Roan kissed his thighs and reached under, touching his heavy balls and rolling them in his fingers. He smashed Theo's balls against his tongue and slurped them.
"Oh, Roan," Theo whispered. "You look so beautiful . . . Look at me, baby."
Roan blushed at little as he remembered: males liked eye contact during head. He looked sheepishly at Theo but was happy to see him so weak with pleasure, completely absorbed in watching as Roan licked and sniffed his heavy balls. He sat on the edge of the bed with his muscular belly crunching, his big paws on his open thighs, his dark mane tumbling around strong shoulders. Theo's tiny nipples were also hard, jutting from his bulging pectorals as if they were asking to be touched.
Roan suddenly wanted to suck those tiny nipples. He reached up and tweaked Theo's nipple as he licked his balls. He was secretly proud of himself when Theo bit his lip and his cock twitched. He pushed Roan's mane back from his face with a gentle paw, and Roan realized Theo wanted to see him. He tossed his mane back over his shoulder with a turn of his head, and Theo's cock dripped again.
"Why won't you dance for me?" Theo whispered huskily.
Roan blushed a little.
"You look so beautiful just when you . . . toss your mane . . ." Theo was breathless. His cock was throbbing, swelling thicker. "Roan, I'm so hard . . . touch me again . . ."
Roan smiled. He smoothed his paw up Theo's side as he slowly lowered his head toward his cock. He began to lick lightly along the shaft, and his paw reached under, massaging Theo's balls and the sensitive place between balls and anus. Looking Theo in the eye, he gave his hard cock a loving slurp from base to head. Theo squirted a little, and it hit Roan in the face.
Roan's closed his eyes in time: the cum slapped his left eyelid and dripped off his long lashes. Theo wiped it away with his thumb . . . then stuck his thumb in Roan's mouth. Roan looked him in the eye and sucked slowly on his thumb.
"Oh, Roan . . . Oh, baby," Theo whispered as Roan closed his mouth on his cock. He squirmed as Roan's head went up and down in his lap, sucking and gulping. He put his paw on Roan's mane and pushed his head down harder. Roan gagged but kept sucking.
"Spread your knees . . . and stuck your ass out . . . . God, look at you . . ." Theo's eyes traced over the hard muscles of Roan's slender body, which flexed as he followed Theo's breathless instructions. Roan's backside was still covered in Theo's spit. The spit was now slipping down his tail.
Theo grimaced. "I'm going to . . . s-stop. Go and get the lube, babe."
Looking very proud of himself, Roan went to the bedside table and returned with a small jar of strawberry lube. It had been a wedding gift from Julyan some time during the wedding ceremony. Roan had taken it home, along with a plate of whatever wedding cake he could salvage.
Roan came to Theo, crawling seductively across the bed. Theo was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and he watched Roan's hard dick wobbling with suffering eyes. Roan came up behind Theo, and after fumbling with the jar lid, he reached around . . . and slowly smoothed the lube on his hard cock.
Theo frowned with pleasure as Roan's careful fingers worked. "We should have done this before . . . so you could eat it off me . . ."
"I can eat it off you anytime." He put a sticky finger in Theo's mouth. "And you can eat it off me."
Theo sucked the lube from Roan's finger, then drew him close and kissed him. "Which position first?" he whispered, rubbing his nose against Roan's. "I really wanted you in my lap . . . but I keep seeing you on your knees . . ."
Roan kissed Theo's cheek, his neck, his chest. "On my knees then . . ."
Theo caught his mouth to Roan's and kissed him again. As their tongues were twisting, he stuck his fingers in the jar and carefully smoothed the lube over Roan's cock. Roan dropped his forehead against Theo's and sighed.
"Oh, Theo . . ."
"Get on your knees, babe," Theo whispered, "before I explode!"
Roan laughed softly. He crawled to the center of the bed, and on paws and knees, he lifted his tail and silently offered the tight, hot place between his hard ass cheeks. His balls jiggled softly with every movement, his hard dick wobbled. Looking at him, Theo was momentarily taken back to their wrestling match when they were thirteen.
Heart thudding, Theo crawled on top of Roan . . . and carefully slid his cock inside. He sighed. Roan's ass was tight and squirming as ever, clenching on him with hunger and heat. They slowly began to rock, and leaning down, Theo wrapped his hard arm around Roan's neck and squeezed.
"Remember this?" he whispered playfully.
Roan laughed. "What?"
Of course Roan wouldn't remember: he didn't have his first orgasm that day. But Theo would never forget. He sank his fangs in Roan's neck and growled as he fucked him deeper, harder. Roan liked to be bitten, he liked it rough, and he liked it fast. Theo gave it to him just the way he liked it, reaching around to pump his greasy cock in his fist as they shook the bed.
"Ah! Oh, oh, Theo - bite me again - lick me - ah!"
"Grrr!"
"Fuck me! Oh . . . fuck me - harder!"
"Shit . . . Roan, you're so tight . . . spread your legs . . ."
"Oh, Theo, it's getting so deep . . ."
Roan's stiff cock twitched in Theo's fist, and Theo knew he was close to coming: Roan never lasted long when Theo was rough. Theo didn't think he was going to last long either. Frowning with pleasure and on the verge of releasing, he let go of Roan's throat and fumbled to keep his balance. His unsteady paw clutched at the bed sheets and found Roan's. With their left paws touching, they rocked together, sighing and gasping above the squelching of the lube. As Roan gushed in Theo's paw and as Theo released in Roan's ass, their wedding rings clicked hard.
They would be clicking hard for years to come.