I arrived at the mayor's mansion the next day, work began as soon as I landed. Bosco saw to it that I'd suffer with more work because I'd gone without his entitled consent, which was rather uncalled for. Of course he didn't say anything but his actions spoke multitudes in terms of heavy lifting for my fragile body, and he made sure he would not send me to the smithy by any means, which was weird. Every time he wanted his sword polished and sharpened, he'd send Milton instead of me. I brushed it off as one of his dramatic antics and life went on. It's like he thought he owned me which made me hate him more.
“ You must be Clive, it's nice to meet you” the first lord held out his hand to greet me. Bosco's elder brother. He had a striking resemblance to the mayor, from the tall lean frame clothed in a suit whose bill would feed me and my mother for eons, to those well groomed blades of chestnut hair tied in a ponytail that laid calmly on his back. His hand was soft with less callouses than Bosco yet his grasp was firm but not rough. He had the same eyes as Bosco yet his irises promised a warm heart, full of love and kindness.
“ Nice to meet you too sir” I couldn't help but smile while I replied, I was beaming from ear to ear for some reason, I felt like it was okay to smile that brightly before him. He shook my hand with gentleness and finally let go. His wife was with him and she was also sweet and kind. He returned my smile and began asking what I thought about this place since working there and he also asked me about my mum which he must've heard from my uncle. He told me to come to him if I needed anything just as his wife snaked an arm around his own and they proceeded to enter the mansion. My mood brightened and the day went by without thinking of Bosco and his dominant persona.
A month later, I was done with my duties and decided to do my regular visits at Peter's home. He must've closed the shop by now and I really missed him. I'd been thinking about him all day and my very arse was itching for more of his cock even if we'd just had sex two days back. This man completed my life and a day without seeing him made my heart clench within my cage. I could never get enough of Peter no matter what, so I changed out of my uniform and told my uncle that I'd be back before curfew.
I trekked up the hill and started jogging with excitement when I saw that Peter's house was within my view-range. I was eager to see the big guy and I bet he was eager to see me too, although he didn't anticipate my arrival. I was a few steps from his house door when I heard something stir among the bushes at the edge of the woods, I quickly turned back and my heart must've collided with my ribcage as my hand went straight to the left side rubbing circles to try and calm myself. I squinted so hard against the setting glow of the sun as the bushes stirred even more rapidly as if something was bursting out any minute. I didn't think to grab anything to prepare myself for what was to come and my eyes didn't help as they were glued to the same bush, with curiosity married to fear. The anxiety grew along with my rapid breath as it finally emerged from the stunted foliage;
A bunny!
Luckily I didn't scream since it was a bit far from Peter's house but still I thought it'd be something big.
I started to calm down having known that it was just a cute bunny but something within thought otherwise. I pushed that silly thought away and proceeded to knock on Peter's door.
A few moments later, he opened the door stood there grinning like crazy with his hair a mess and wet, free from that same clothes he'd always put on, his hairy torso was still wet as he was straight from taking a shower, he had worn tight shorts that hugged his meaty thighs and I swallowed while I continued to take in every inch of his herculean frame. No matter how much I've seen him, I could never get enough of his body. I was literally lusting after him. No matter how many times we've had sex, I'd never get enough of this man. My boyfriend and heart.
I immediately jumped and clung unto him with my legs around his waist. I didn't care if I'd slip from his wetness but he was prepared to hold me in position as our lips found each other. He was used to my acrobatics by now. He closed the door behind us as he walked towards the sofa.
I untangled my legs and stood while our lips were still locked together with no hopes of ever parting ways.
Creative sounds escaped from both our lips as we smacked them together in a rhythm known to only us. Our love never grew old but only remained fresh and younger each time we'd have sex. We parted a bit as he sat down and invited me to sit on his lap with my legs on either side of his huge frame. His hands that had rested on my waist slipped slowly into my back, I felt him slide down my band and into my split butt, a finger glided down my crack sending me into welcomed bliss and that very finger tapped my puckering arsehole. He began to play around my hole, making circles while making me harder than usual. This man knew how to make me moan and I found myself twirling my hips alongside his movements. He then pushed that finger inside me which made me to break the kiss and throw my neck up and back with eyes rolling up from that wave of delight.
“ I can't take this no more” I said because I'd come here all hungry and wanting more than foreplay. I was taking charge so I stood up, and dropped my pants down. His gaze matched his playful smirk as he watched me take the reins. I went before Peter and I pulled his shorts to reveal his hard cock that stood straight upon release, waving hello at me and I was ready to reply.
“ Someone's too impatient…” he teased me and I gave him no chance to speak further as I covered my lips around his cock and it was his turn to throw his head back in joy, I needed to lube him well so I began to swallow him inch by inch. My whole body was used to his size, my throat welcomed his girth without gagging like the few first tries. I knew very well how he loved felatio so I found my nose hitting his pubes and he smelled of soap and musk which drove me wild and I started moving on his cock. My head was getting dizzy from the prolonged action of moving up and down but I didn't want to stop. His moans hypnotized me into giving him more but my arse also begged for a chance at Peter's cock. So I gave up his cock as it left my mouth with a satisfying pop.
Peter looked at me with unfocused eyes, his tanned skin was a shade brighter with a few sprinkles of sweat across his forehead, but I wasn't done yet. I went back to sitting on his lap with my legs on either side of his body. Using my right hand, I placed his head before the entrance of my arse and began pushing myself onto it,
“ Gosh, how are you still tight ‘ven after all the sex we've had?” Peter seethed as I sucked him in.
“ Well, my arse was made for you cock I guess” I replied with my own uneven breathiness until I took him whole. I took a moment of rest, letting his cock to get familiar with my walls once again before I started to move. Placing my hands on his shoulder blades, I began locomoting, my arse would move up and then slide down his cock. With a gentle descent I felt his cock smooth against my tight walls until I met his thighs with a slap, then I'd move back up again, ascending while feeling his pulsating cock cook up some cum with his dangling ball sack.
At a slow rate at first, I took my time letting him feel every rise and fall of my lower body onto his own, the only sounds we made were that of moans and slapping sounds of skin on skin. Eventually I began picking up speed, making my back work for the pleasure I'd been waiting for for two days straight. Part of me thought that I was really getting addicted to Peter's cock until I felt his hands grab my waist. It just felt so good but I was getting tired and he sensed it. He moved his hands down, grabbed my arse cheeks and took control. He'd rested enough and took the reins. He held fistfuls of my cheek enough to part them down the middle as he began moving and hammering me good. His thrusts were well known by my body and soul, with every stab, my body quaked with familiarity. I decided to rest my head between his neck and shoulder as the undulations picked up speed. I'd call out his name while I took in his scent.
“PETER” my mouth moved again with each thrust.
He kissed my neck numerous times and I felt his breath coat my skin with wetness. My hands that had rested on his chest felt his breathing quicken and I felt him clench, I knew he was going to release just as I felt myself ready to let go too. The number of times he'd jabbed at my p-spot were due and I felt myself inching ever so close. With a huge thrust that had me gasp out a moan, he released while hitting my sweet spot for the umpteenth time and I also spilled. It happened at the same time like always. Someone once told me that when you have sex with your soulmate, you always climax at the same time and it had happened to me and Peter numerous times. I couldn't bother to stand up so we stayed like that for minutes. I didn't bother to count.
“ Only you can make me shower twice in a row” Peter's voice finally broke the silence and I grunted. He laughed and I felt his chest vibrate. I didn't want to let go since I always felt safe being with Peter but I knew I had to go soon enough before curfew. Every time he held me and told me his stories, every time he laughed and I felt his chest move and tremble. I really loved this man.
“ I don't want to go.” I thought out loud and he sighed. He also didn't want me to go but I had no choice just as his exhale suggested.
“ Come and stay with me, let's live together. I'll work and give you everything you and your mother need, I promise” I left his neck, I'd buried my face there when my thoughts were betrayed by my mouth, and looked him in the eyes. They were devoid of lies but only had honesty, determination and truth yet I couldn't do that to him. I didn't want to burden him although I knew he'd do it for me without batting an eye.
“ Give me time to think about it, hmm?” I finally replied and he nodded with a defeated look, frowning like a wounded puppy. My heart broke when I saw him like that but he didn't deserve me being a burden to him.
“ Hey?” I called him out, and he sluggishly looked up, I cupped his face in my hands and I planted a light peck on his lips, it lingered for a bit,
“ I didn't say no so don't give up yet” I assured him and he smiled at me, showing his bright teeth and his eyes lit up. I ended up growing hard once again. I kissed him which led us to having another round or three before curfew.
Eventually I had to leave since it was almost curfew and Peter escorted me to some distance and I waved him goodbye, but before I turned to walk away, he pulled me by my waist and kissed me passionately, I melted into his kiss until he broke it off, slapped my arse cheek and I laughed while I proceeded with my journey. I was sure I felt him growing hard again and we both knew we'd have another round in the dark. I was so happy and by the time I reached the gate, the guards had been changed for the night shift, I greeted them and they opened up for me,
“ Welcome back young master Bosco” the other guard bowed slightly and a coldness passed down my back, just as I'd taken a few steps. I didn't expect to meet him there. I began to wonder why he was out at this time! Don't get me wrong, he was a party animal but he'd always take the carriage to some tavern or some exotic place full of alcohol and women(or men). But he was never out on foot. Bosco, the very person I'd been avoiding all week long, was behind me and I wanted to run away. I decided to move faster and hoped he wouldn't bother me.
“ Stop!” a command that stopped me in my tracks before I'd proceed any further,
I heard his feet crunch beneath the gravel, crushing those small stones like how he'd crush me in whatever way he deemed so. Everything stood silent. The crickets made no sound. The guards were at a distance and hid behind gate posts at Bosco's voice, and I remained frozen in place until Bosco reached me.
“ Follow me.” His voice was calm but bitterness coated every single word and I wondered what I'd done to make him angry this time. I followed him with a heavy heart.
To be continued….
