Page 31 of Alpha's Sunflower Smiles

“Yes.”

I kissed him deeply again, making love to his mouth. When I drew back for air, I lowered Wilfred’s knees carefully and encouraged him to roll onto his side. He did as I wanted, looking confused.

“I want you like this. I’m going to make love to you until I knot you and I want you to be comfortable once I do.”

He nodded and I spooned up behind him. This position would mean that I could hold him close to me and his legs wouldn’t get stiff or tired.

Sliding back into Wilfred’s tight hole was perfection. He squeezed my length with his channel and I swear I felt it more this time, every inch.

Once I was inside him, I slid one arm around his waist and held him close to me, and the other hand clutched the soft flesh of his hip. Slowly, I began to fuck him again.

The position meant I couldn’t see Wilfred’s face but I heard the moans he let out and so I was sure he was enjoying this as much as I was. He gasped and pressed his hips back against me, opening up so he could take my entire dick inside him.

When I could hardly take the pleasure any longer, my hips sped up, I thrust harder, and my orgasm crashed over me suddenly. One second I was fucking into him, holding his hiptightly to keep him in place, and the next I was roaring out my climax, pulsing inside my man.

It had been years since I’d knotted anyone and I’d forgotten what it was like. My balls drew up and emptied into the condom and I held Wilfred tightly until my orgasm waned. Then, just as it was starting to fade, my knot began to grow.

It was like coming all over again.

My dick swelled and pressed hard against his channel, which squeezed around me and made me pant. I couldn’t talk, could only feel as my knot finally expanded and settled, lodging me deep inside Wilfred.

For a second, neither of us moved. Then I tested my knot, moving as though I were going to withdraw and finding that I couldn’t, that my knot tugged against Wilfred’s rim and wouldn’t budge.

With every movement, I wanted to groan. It pressed so deliciously against me, on the most tender part of me, so sensitive after coming.

Wilfred was moaning again, and rocking his hips.

“It’s so big. Pressing… right on my… prostate.”

I rolled my hips, groaned, ground my knot against him. His sounds became higher-pitched and more desperate.

Oh yeah, I could totally get used to hearing Wilfred like this. If I could make him sound so desperate for release every day of our lives, I’d die a happy man.

My one hand kept clutching Wilfred close but I slid the other one round over his hip and along his dick. Wilfred bucked and the movement tugged at my knot. I held his dick tightly and jerked fast. He whined and bucked and I was overwhelmed by the sensations, not sure whether Wilfred was the one on the edge or I was.

He came with a shout, his slender cock throbbing in my hand and spurting come over my fingers. The sudden clench of his assaround me was too much on my knot and I came again, filling the condom completely.

And that was why alpha condoms were designed especially for knotting.

We lay together, panting. My nose was buried in his neck and I was exhausted. Neither of us moved for ages, content to be joined together like that.

When my knot finally began to go down, I waited until I could slide out of Wilfred’s hole without hurting him and held the condom on as I withdrew.

“I’m going to have to go and wash up. I’ll be back in a moment.”

I really didn’t want to roll out of bed but the condom was very full and I’d need to dispose of it in the bathroom. I slid my arm out from under Wilfred, dropped a kiss onto his shoulder and got out of bed.

When I’d disposed of the condom and cleaned myself off as quickly as I could, I went back to Wilfred with a warm cloth. He had curled up and looked incredibly lonely in my large bed without me.

Maybe that was my own secret desires talking, but I didn’t want him there alone. He let me ease him onto his back and I cleaned up his soft dick and his crack. Climbing back onto the bed, I went back to my place behind him and lay down.

“Come here and lay against me. I’ll keep you away from that wet spot.”

He rolled instantly into my side and I held him close and grabbed the blankets from the floor, pulling them up and over us both.

I yawned. “Sorry, I’m too tired to change the sheets.”

Wilfred nestled closer to me, resting his head on my shoulder.

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