The snow didn’t melt, and getting to town had become a hassle. Sebastian never looked forward to driving on muddy dirt paths covered by frost, but he had to pick up something that Shaun couldn’t see.
His knuckles were white with tension on the steering wheel.
One specific turn was especially tight, and the pickup truck was so wide it would veer into the ditch if he weren’t careful.
Consequently, Sebastian frowned and stuck his tongue out when he approached this last obstacle; he shouldn’t have been stressed. He had taken this road multiple times, twice since the snow had covered everything, but only once alone.
The truck was old; still, he’d feel bad if he totaled it.
“Shit,” he huffed once he was back on a straighter path.
Not only was the road arduous to navigate, but Sebastian was also anxious about Shaun’s reaction. He was sure he’d love the gift, probably. Or maybe he’d find it too corny, or too personal.
It might be too soon…
There was no way to know his reaction if Sebastian didn’t man up. Shaun had told him he loved him, and things hadn’t gone to shit yet, and they wouldn’t if Sebastian added his own stone to the life they were trying to build. If they did, then life was one cruel bitch.
Asphalt came into view, and Sebastian relaxed as soon as the tires screeched on it; it was so smooth and safe.
He took a second to check the mailbox, grabbed what was inside, threw everything on the passenger seat, and drove off. Some country song he didn’t know played on the radio, though it crackled from time to time, and soon the first roofs peeked from behind the woods.
The trees cleared, wild bushes turned into well-maintained hedges, and trails into sidewalks.
Sebastian parked the car in his usual spot because he had found he always parked there, and stepped onto the crunching snow. His waterproof boots, already heavy, grew heavier as he walked toward the jeweler, the shop’s front sign calling to him with bold gold lettering on a black background.
The little entrance bell rang as Sebastian pushed the glass door open, and immediately a tall woman with long, bright red hair stepped out from behind a green velvet curtain. She smiled, her teeth white and straight like the ones you’d see on a toothpaste commercial. The crow’s feet in the corner of her brown eyes were deep, due to years of smiling and greeting customers.
“Hello, Sebastian, how’ve you been?” She asked in a sing-song voice. “How was the drive?”
“Not too bad,” Sebastian replied, rubbing his hands together to bring some blood back into them. “I’m getting used to it, I think.”
“Gotta be careful anyway, even if you know the road well,” Chrissy, as she liked to be called, said, sounding motherly.
A pang of appreciation reached into Sebastian, which was stupid; he barely knew her. She seemed kind and genuine, and they’d surely be friends if he made some effort to know her better. In the past few weeks, he and Shaun had taken trips to town more often, and Sebastian met a lot of folks he found weren’t that bad.
He wasn’t sure that they wouldn’t cast him out, and Shaun, for that matter, if they discovered they were fucking on a daily basis.
Sebastian grinned and cupped his neck awkwardly. “Thanks for worrying.”
“This community’s small, we gotta look out for each other,” Chrissy clasped a strong hand on Sebastian’s shoulder. “I guess you’re here for the necklaces. Great job by the way, I can’t believe you drew the designs yourself. You’ve got talent!”
“It’s just something I used to do, I kinda dropped drawing when I started playing football. That’s true, what they say, some things are like riding a bike. You never forget how to.”
“I’m not sure I could ride a bike anymore,” Chrissy laughed loudly. “My long legs would drag on the ground. Anyway…”
She went into the back and returned with a small, simple box made of polished, honey-colored wood. Sebastian had brought it along with his drawings and asked her what he wanted. Chrissy had been all too happy to engrave the medallions with something fresh and unusual.
People settle for what she has in store, she’d told Sebastian that day.
When the lid was lifted, the two gold medallions shone sharply under the bright ceiling lights, and a smile spread on Sebastian’s face as his cheeks flushed red.
“I love them, you ‘re amazing,” he praised.
Chrissy winked. “I had something great to work with, which makes the job easy,” she leaned forward and whispered, amused. “I’m sure Shaun will love them too.”
Sebastian blushed some more.
She knew, of course, she did.
“I’m home,” Sebastian announced as he stepped into the house, kicking his snowy boots out on the porch.
He hid the box quickly in a random drawer, hearing Shaun yell back from the bedroom.
Sebastian had bought some groceries to make a nice dinner; it’d be something simple, he had decided to treat Shaun to a Sauce Forestière this evening. It sounded French and classy, and it didn’t seem that complicated to make; it’d tie in nicely with tagliatelle.
He was stowing the goods away when Shaun attacked him from behind, biting his ear playfully.
“You’re cold,” Shaun kissed him on the cheek and hugged him close. “What was so important for you to get out there anyway?”
“Nothing,” Sebastian lied. “I just wanted to grab a few things to cook for you tonight.”
“Are you sure?” Shaun was undressing him.
“Yeah,” Sebastian chuckled. “I want us to have a nice dinner together, and then spend some time in front of the fireplace. Maybe pick a movie, maybe fuck…”
“Bold of you to assume I won’t just fuck you now,” Shaun groaned, peeling each layer of clothes from Sebastian’s back.
He was shirtless in no time, and his pants and briefs dropped just as fast.
Shaun ran a thumb over his slit. He wasn’t leaking yet, but it wouldn’t be long until he did.
“On your knees,” Shaun demanded, shedding his own clothes hurriedly.
“I won’t run, you know,” Sebastian said, his knees on the hardwood floor. “I’m your property, yours.”
The lick he gave Shaun’s balls extended to the tip of his cock, and without warning, Sebastian took his entire length into his mouth. Shaun’s testicles hit his chin with a thud. He sucked on the dick he was offered, the pace and pressure he applied with his mouth and tongue rewarding him with ecstatic moans.
Sebastian controlled his breathing, holding his breath at the right moments to maintain his momentum, all the while keeping his wrists behind his back. His own cock was irrelevant; he got satisfaction from Shaun’s own, and if they hadn’t fucked this morning, he would have released his seed hands-free just from seeing his man shake from pleasure.
“You’ve gotten so good at this,” Shaun massaged his throat. “I can almost feel my cock, this is so fucking hot.”
He thrust into Sebastian’s mouth, grabbing his head gently to steady himself.
“You trained me well,” Sebastian answered hoarsely. “You’re a great master, I’m lucky to have you.”
Unexpectedly, Shaun dropped to his knees as well and kissed Sebastian roughly to the point of asphyxiation.
“But I’m not only that to you, am I? I don’t want to be only that.”
Sebastian would’ve cried if it weren’t for his manly pride. He wanted to fetch the box and put the necklace around Shaun’s neck to prove to him that he was, indeed, much more than just his master. Shaun owned his body, but he also owned his heart. They made out, their throbbing dicks pressed against one another and leaking loads of precum onto their bellies.
Suddenly, Shaun sprang up and held out his hand.
“Come on, the couch’ll be more comfortable.”
There were thick, mismatched throw blankets on the sofa, and they were for sure warmer than the floor. The fire lazily consumed the logs it had been fed, and all Sebastian could think about was how happy he was. He instinctively angled up his ass, spreading his legs to let Shaun reach his hole more easily.
Sebastian had one arm resting on Shaun and the other on the headrest, and sitting like this was the most natural thing in the world. Sebastian was still a bit sore from his morning breeding, but he trusted Shaun would be gentle, at first.
Because Sebastian wouldn’t be able to contain himself, he’d ask to be drilled mercilessly.
“Stick out your tongue,” Shaun uttered.
Sebastian obeyed, and he felt two fingers sliding down his throat.
“Suck on them, make them wet,” Shaun continued, gazing intensely into Sebastian’s eyes. “Good boy.”
The two fingers broke into his hole easily, the burning sensation made Sebastian wince.
“Is it okay, love?”
“Yes,” Sebastian replied, breathless as his heartbeat quickened. “It’s all right.”
The fingering went on for a long time, and Shaun kissed Sebastian hungrily as he wiggled his fingers to open him up. When he was satisfied, Shaun got down on the floor and propped Sebastian’s legs higher in the air before sticking his tongue inside him.
Sebastian clutched the pillows, writhed as he was being eaten out. He stared at his cock, transfixed on the precum oozing out of his slit and pooling onto his hard stomach. His abs acted as gutters, keeping his juice from overflowing onto the blankets. Sebastian arched his head back and released a drawn-out grunt when Shaun kissed his hole as he withdrew from it.
“You want it?” Shaun asked, playing with his big cock.
“Yes, sir, please!”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to fuck me, sir, use me!”
A few months ago, Sebastian wouldn’t even have dared to whisper those words, and now he openly professed his need to be fucked and bred. He didn’t blush this time; it was his purpose, and he knew it. He was Shaun’s plaything, and he was grateful for it. He opened his legs wide, his hands holding his knees up so Shaun could claim him. The warm air in the living room dried the spit dripping from his hole. Shaun spit into it and aligned his cockhead with it.
“Think you can take it in a single thrust?”
Sebastian nodded and felt Shaun ripping into him with all his length, hitting his prostate without even trying.
“Fuuuck!” Sebastian screamed.
“Shit, are you okay?”
“Fuck,” Sebastian panted, tears in his eyes. “I’m not made of glass.”
Shaun laughed and tugged at Sebastian’s nipples. “That’s my boy!”
The afternoon passed in the blink of an eye, and Shaun and Sebastian were sweating profusely when the sun started to dwindle. Shaun had outdone himself, fucked Sebastian by edging himself into him. He babbled instructions, slapped Sebastian around when he wasn’t obeying fast enough, and kissed him the moment after to be forgiven.
Meanwhile, Sebastian could feel his hole sucking on Shaun’s dick mechanically, clenching and unclenching around it depending on his mood. Then, Shaun grabbed his balls roughly; he held them so tight in his fist that Sebastian thought they might pop.
But it wasn’t painful, quite the contrary, it was all he needed to get over the edge.
As Shaun pumped faster into him, Sebastian squirmed.
“I’m gonna cum, sir!”
“Go on, go on, boy!”
Not one stroke was needed for Sebastian to cum, the first spurt hit him in the face, it had Shaun laughing wildly. He didn’t let go of his ballsack; he waited for Sebastian to release the last of his load, and only then did he unload himself. The amount of cum that filled Sebastian was so great that it leaked out before Shaun retrieved his dick.
They caught their breath and cuddled, still slimy and sweaty.
He’ll love the gift. Sebastian thought with a smile.
“How about we get cleaned up and go for a walk?” Sebastian proposed.
“I don’t want to,” Shaun complained. “You’re too comfy.”
“I’m disgusting.”
“Just two more minutes.”
Sebastian was determined to give Shaun his present at dinner, but he came up with a better idea. When Shaun was getting water bottles in the kitchen, he stuffed the box in his backpack and decided on a place that meant something to him, and hopefully to Shaun. He couldn’t help but smile as they headed out, biting his lower lip to contain his grin.
“What’s up with you?”
“Just follow me,” Sebastian instructed, and zoomed past Shaun and the disheveled bodies of all the snowmen they’d built.
“Hey, slow down! You tired me out!”
“You’re not the one with a sore asshole, and that shows.”
They laughed, throwing a few snowballs at each other as they made their way into the woods. Around them, all was quiet; more snow had fallen during the night.
The slumbering forest was beautiful, sparkling as if covered in millions of tiny crystals. The sky was clear blue, and if Sebastian didn’t know any better, he’d have believed they lived under a dome.
The spot he had in mind wasn’t far, and they reached it in only a few minutes.
The mountain range that surrounded the valley stood gray and white, more austere than it had been the first time Sebastian had set eyes on it. Shaun reached out for him when he got too close to the edge.
“Be careful,” he warned.
“I’ll be fine,” Sebastian chuckled, dropping to one knee as he put his backpack on the floor.
“Might be a bit cold for a blowjob.”
“Perv’,” Sebastian scoffed. “You still got any juice left? Not bad for an old man!”
“I’m not old, little asshole,” Shaun fumed fakely.
He was smiling, and he smiled wider when Sebastian took the small box out of the bag and opened it.
“This is for me?” He asked, wide-eyed.
“For us,” Sebastian said, unlatching the necklace meant for Shaun and securing it around his neck. “Do you like it?”
“I love it!” He beamed.
“And I love you,” Sebastian replied, wholeheartedly. “I love you so much.”
Shaun remained frozen in place, holding onto the medallion like it was the most precious thing in the world.
“I love you, too! Where?” Shaun sniffled; his eyes were wet. “Where did you get these?”
“At Chrissy’s, and I drew the patterns,” Sebastian explained proudly.
Shaun focused on his medallion, and his face lit up when he understood what it was.
“You promise?”
“I do, always and forever,” Sebastian replied, kissing him lovingly as their hearts synced.
The future was bright, and Sebastian was confident it would be happy.
Even if life got in the way, they’d face it together.
THE END
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