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“Yes!” Stryker hissed.

“You like that?” Gavin jerked his cock faster. “Being my good boy?”

“Yes!”

“Then here is your first treat.” Gavin closed his lips around the tip of Stryker’s cock and sucked.

Stryker about lost his mind.

He grabbed hold of Gavin’s shoulders to keep his knees from buckling.

Running his tongue under the head of Stryker’s cock, Gavin then sucked him deep. Took Stryker’s shaft to the back of his throat.

Stryker managed to babble out something. Encouragement? Protest?

Gavin kept sucking. Adding a twist of his fingers and stroking along with every time he pulled back. Stryker had been hard before but now he was desperate. This was better than any other blowjob that he’d ever received.

“I can’t—” Stryker gasped.

Gavin pulled away to peer up at Stryker from his knees. “You gonna come for me, boy?”

“Please!”

“You can come,” Gavin told him.

“I want you to fuck me!” Stryker wanted to shove his dick back in Gavin’s mouth. He wanted Gavin’s cock inside him. He wanted everything!

“Oh, my little nugget. I’m going to fuck you. Don’t you worry about that. First you are going to come for me like a good boy.” Gavin took Stryker’s cock back in his mouth and swallowed hard.

Dropping his head back, Stryker shouted out his release to the trees that surrounded them.

Chapter Five

Gavin

He drank down every drop of seed that Stryker released into his mouth. Gavin was riding a high on his mate’s scent. His mate. Gavin had wondered. Levi had made vague suggestions. The hope had started to grow. Now Gavin knew.

Stryker was his.

Panting above him, Stryker was digging his fingers into Gavin’s shoulders while trying to catch his breath.

Gavin wrapped his fingers around Stryker’s wrists as he rose.

He kept hold of Stryker to lead him over the fallen log where Gavin had left his jeans.

“What?” Stryker asked. He blinked around in confusion. It was adorable. The boy was obviously cum-drunk.

Gavin cupped his face. The cotton mask under his fingers was soft but not as soft as Stryker’s skin. “I’m not done with you, boy.”

“O…okay.” Stryker nodded. “That’s…that’s good.”

Watching Stryker’s face, Gavin leaned down. He couldn’t wait any longer. Slowly he peeled the bottom of the mask from Stryker’s neck until he was uncovering the boy’s lips.

“I’m going to kiss you,” Gavin warned.

A puff of breath escaped through Stryker’s lips before he swallowed hard. “I might not be good at it. I don’t kiss often.”

A rush of pure possession washed over Gavin. “You’ll never kiss anyone else ever again.” To prove his point, Gavin captured Stryker’s mouth with his own.

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