Chapter Fifteen Andy

Josh was sitting a few feet away on the couch, practically shaking in his boots. The man was like a walking ball of nervous energy and it was contagious. I'd only invited him up for an honestly innocent drink but now there was so much tension in the room that it made my skin crawl. Obviously he wanted to say something, to do something. Good or bad, I just wished he'd get it over with so I didn't have to feel like the entire house was going to explode around me.

"So…" I began, searching for literally anything to say. "Uh… what flavors did you choose for the scones this week?"

Josh looked up at me, his eyes full of fear. "I… don't remember."

"Oh." I couldn't help but smirk. "I guess our customers will be surprised too."

"I'm really sorry–"

"Don't apologize," I said with a dismissive wave. "It's fine."

"I'm sorry I kissed you!"

I took a big swig of my wine. Here we go.

"I shouldn't have done it and it was very unprofessional. Then… what we did last night…" He paused for a long moment. "I… I'm sorry."

"I'm not," I replied without missing a beat. He stared at me with a horror-struck look on his face. "What?" I shrugged. "I'm not! We're both consenting adults. Things happen and I'm not upset that they did."

"But… you're my boss!"

"And you're straight." His eyes darted away from mine. "Unless… that's changed?"

"I don't fucking know, okay?!" he snapped, pushing himself up from the couch. He tipped the glass back, draining it in a single gulp. "I don't know what I am anymore! A month ago I was the Gamma's son, a high-ranking member of the pack, a culinary student, and straight." He gestured to himself. "Now I'm fucking nothing!"

I put my glass down on the side table, and scooted to the edge, my hands clasped between my knees. "You see? This is your problem, Josh." I bit back my irritation. I was getting tired of him trying to run away every time something got uncomfortable. He was going through a lot, but I was also getting tired of being yelled at. "You keep focusing on the past."

"That was my whole life!" he shouted.

"And now it's over!" I snapped back at him. "I'm not the one that hurt you so quit fucking yelling at me!" He visibly flinched and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to calm myself. "That life you had is gone. I know how bad that hurts. I've been in your position. Nobody ends up in Shifter Grove for good reasons. I'm not telling you to forget everything that's happened to you, because that's impossible. But if you just sit around torturing yourself every damn day about it, you'll never live the life that you have here."

He crossed his arms over his chest and turned away from me. It wasn't a move of defiance, but because his shoulders were shaking and he looked like he was about to cry. He was hiding. I pushed myself to my feet, taking a step toward him.

"I'm not here to hurt you, Josh. I know all of this is so confusing for you and not easy to deal with. You've been through a lot of change in a short amount of time. But… I want to be your friend." I reached out, placing my hand on his shoulder. "And I want to help you if I can."

"Why?"

"I already told you," I smiled. "I like you."

"You mean you want to fuck me."

I grabbed him roughly by the shoulders and spun him around, forcing him to face me. "No. I want to support you in any way that you're comfortable with. If that means being a lover, I'm happy to do it. But if you want me to just be your friend, then I'll… be okay with that."

It was easy to see what I really wanted, and he sensed it. But instead of getting upset or pulling away from me, he just stared.

"Why does my skin tingle where you touch me?" he asked softly. "Why does your scent drive the wolf inside me crazy?" His hands slowly came up, lacing behind my neck as he leaned on me. "Why can't I stop thinking about you?"

"I feel it too," I replied, leaning my forehead against his. "It's really strong."

"Is… is it the mate bond?"

My eyes went wide. I never thought he'd say those words.

"You heard it too?"

He nodded. "I feel like I'm going insane. Two weeks ago I noticed attractive women everywhere. But now… all I can think about is you."

That might've been the sweetest goddamn thing anyone had ever said to me. "You know there's nothing wrong with that, right?" I offered, hoping to quell his fears even if it was only the tiniest bit. "There's nothing wrong with liking another man."

"I know… I just… it's different when it's you." He clenched his eyes shut, trying to force back his tears. "I had gay friends at school and never thought twice about it. But when I started feeling things… well, there's a lot of voices in my head telling me it's wrong. I didn't know they were there."

"We all hear that at first. We're told we have to be one way and then we end up a different way. It leads to a lot of self loathing." I ran my thumb over his cheek. "But it'll go away if you let it. Those voices are all behind you now. You can be and do whatever you want."

"The last time I tried to do what I wanted, I lost everything."

"Josh," I said, lifting his chin so our eyes met. "What more do you have to lose?"

It was a brutal, but honest question. Josh was still worried that if he followed his heart, he'd lose all the things that he loved back home. But they were already gone. No amount of denial was going to change that or bring them back. Being miserable wasn't going to get his father to walk back through that door and accept him again.

He considered me for a long moment, his eyes darting back and forth between mine. Finally, when he could no longer take it, his grip tightened and he pulled me close, his lips meeting mine once more. I knew I should resist and give him time to process. But the moment he touched me, all willpower I had vanished. I melted into him, allowing him inside. His tongue danced across mine and the butterflies erupted in my stomach. In a matter of seconds, I was completely lost in his embrace and instinct took over.

I felt myself topple backward as Josh leaned into me, the pair of us landing on the loveseat. But it didn't break our drive in the slightest. In fact, it seemed to only intensify it. Before I could form a coherent thought, Josh had his hands on the hem of my shirt, tearing it up and off my body. His went next and his tongue dove back into my mouth. The way our flesh pressed together had my entire body covered in goosebumps. My hands automatically went to his belt, pulling and pushing until his pants came loose.

He backed off for only a second to kick off his shoes and jeans. I followed his lead, our clothing ending up in a heap on the floor. But this time I kicked off my underwear too. Our sexcapade the night before had been fun, but I wanted more this time. And as Josh stared at my throbbing rod, his cock gave a heavy twitch. Apparently he wanted more too.

His thumbs were in the waistband of his briefs, but he hesitated. Those deep brown eyes of his were heavy with thought. I reached out, placing a hand on his chest to steady him.

"Only if you're comfortable," I said softly.

"I… I want to."

I slid forward off the couch so I was on my knees in front of him. Looking up, I saw a mixture of terror and excitement on his face. Even if he was straight, he knew what this position meant.

"May I?"

He pulled his hands away and swallowed hard. Then he nodded.

With delicate fingers, I traced my way down his torso, feeling every ridge and bump of his muscled form. I pulled him close, kissing and licking my way down to the waistband of his briefs. I didn't pull them down right away. Instead I kept kissing and licking, but this time against his rock-hard cock separated from me by only a thin layer of fabric. I heard Josh sharply inhale and I knew I had permission to keep going.

At long last, I let myself slowly pull his briefs down, his thick cock springing free. I couldn't help a small gasp as it came to rest against my chin. Holding it the night before had been one thing, but seeing it in person was something else altogether. It was huge! I knew the rumors about Alpha's were true, but I'd never seen one in person. The heat of excitement spread through my body before it pooled in my groin, my own cock throbbing intensely.

A glistening bead of pre-cum had formed at his slit and I knew I needed it. Gripping the base of his shaft, I milked his cock, placing my tongue under the head so that I caught ever drop. The intense smokiness of his pheromones filled my nostrils as the salty sweetness of his pre-cum filled my mouth. I moaned in ecstasy, licking him clean. Josh was making a few noises too, but I was too enthralled by his cock to pay much attention.

I took him into my mouth, slowly at first, making sure my tongue licked every single centimeter of his glans. I swirled around the head of his cock, his hips bucking forward of their own accord. A hand reached out, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulled me closer. Cleary he wanted me to continue and I loved him taking control. His cock neatly slid into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. But, considering myself a grade A cocksucker, I didn't gag. However, his did wasn't going any further. Not in this position at least. I'd taken nearly three quarters of it, so I was feeling pretty confident about that.

However, the moment he bottomed out, Josh took over. He titled his hips forward, pulling on my hair to drive his cock deeper down my throat. I just sat back on my heels, letting him fuck my face. It had been a while since I'd been with another man, but my slutty skills came back to me quickly. If there was one thing I loved, it was being manhandled. And as far as I was concerned, Josh could do whatever the fuck he wanted to me.

His balls slapped against my chin, feeding my lust as he continued to stroke himself with my mouth. I could taste more pre-cum spilling onto my tongue, each drop driving me wild. All the nerves in my body were on fire with pleasure and I kept my hands to myself because of it. I didn't want to cum yet and I knew it wouldn't take much at this point. But right now all I wanted was Josh's cum. And judging by the deep moans he was making, I wasn't going to have to wait long.

"Oh fuck!" he cried out at last, driving his cock as far down my throat as he could.

A burst of searing heat spilled over my tongue, the saltiness of his seed making me moan in ecstasy. He let go of my hair, giving me a chance to breathe. But I didn't take it. Instead I had my hand around his cock, pumping him in tandem with my lips as I milked every last drop out of him. Within a matter of seconds he was pulling away from me, completely overstimulated after his intense orgasm.

"Oh my god…" he panted, his hands on my shoulders for stability. "Holy shit…"

"I'll take that as a compliment," I grinned, licking my lips. I pulled him over to the loveseat, making him sit before he collapsed. "That was fun."

Josh looked over at me, his eyes trailing down my body to the rock-hard cock between my legs. "What about you?"

"I'll be fine," I said with a shrug. "Or… if you want to help me?"

"W-What do I do?"

"Just touch me," I replied, snaking an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. "Do it the way you like to be touched."

"Like… just with my hand?"

"Whatever you're comfortable with."

He was a little shy at first, his lips going to my neck to begin with. His hand rested on my chest, but that quickly became not enough for him. I could feel the hunger in his kisses, his hand inching lower and lower as he went. But I wasn't in a rush. He could take all the time he wanted. I loved savoring the feel of his skin against mine.

It didn't take long for his hand to reach my cock, his finger gently squeezing the base of my shaft. I moaned happily, letting him know I liked what he was doing. But when his head dipped down to my nipple and his tongue flicked over the sensitive surface, I couldn't help a small hiss.

"Sorry!" he said, pulling away suddenly.

"No, no," I replied, pushing his head back down. "That was a good noise."

"You sure?"

"Hundred percent."

"Okay…"

He paused, considering my nipple for a moment. I watched his gaze shifted down to my cock, his fingers milking a large drop of pre-cum from my shaft. I could almost hear his thought process as he wondered what he should do next. I found myself hoping he'd be brave, but I didn't want to talk him into it. He should only go as far as he was ready to.

My patience was rewarded when he finally leaned down and pressed his tongue to the tip of my cock. He glanced up at me, his eyes suddenly turning Alpha gold as the flavor spread over his tongue.

"Oh my god…" he gasped. "You taste fucking amazing!"

I didn't get a chance to respond before the head of my cock was in his mouth. He took no time in swallowing me as far as he could. Even when he went too far and gagged, he didn't stop to chat. Instead, he just shifted position and went back to it.

His technique was a bit na?ve, but what he lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm. Besides, with the taste of his cum still in my mouth and the scent of him filling the room, I wasn't going to last long, anyway. He'd only been sucking me for a minute or so before I felt that familiar sensation build in the base of my balls.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, rocking my hips forward. "I'm gonna cum!"

To my surprise, Josh didn't pull away. He only sucked harder, his tongue flicking against the sensitive underside of my cock. My abs tensed and I arched my back up off the couch. With one final cry, I filled his mouth with my seed. Waves of pleasure crashed over me, more intense than any I'd ever felt before.

But the surprised look on Josh's face when I filled his mouth was too hilarious not to burst out laughing. So I laughed and moaned in tandem as he desperately tried to catch every last drop.

"S-Sorry," I said when I finally got a hold of myself. "You just looked so surprised."

"I was!" he laughed back. "I've never done that before."

"I gave you fair warning."

"It was just a lot and shot out of there like a cannon!"

"Yeah, I cum a lot," I smiled, feeling kinda smug about it. "You should see how much I cum when I bottom. It's impressive."

Josh's smile faded away and he suddenly looked nervous. "I… I don't know if–"

"You don't have to do it now," I replied. "Or ever if you don't want to. I told you, we're doing this at your pace."

He nodded, but didn't look entirely relieved just yet. In fact, he looked even more nervous somehow. "Do… Do I need to leave?"

"Why would you need to leave?" I asked, my brows furrowed.

"I… I don't know how this all works."

I kept forgetting that he literally had zero clue how to be with a man. Instead of assuming it was like a straight relationship, he just threw out literally everything he knew and started with a blank slate.

"Well, let me tell you how this is going to go," I replied. "First, you're going to kiss me so I can taste myself on your lips."

He leaned forward, biting his lower lip. I kissed him gently, letting my tongue flick against his. His mouth was full of my scent and flavor and it drove me crazy in the best way possible.

"And now we're going to order some pizza. After we eat you can either go home or my bed is open to you." I gave him a wink. "It would be a very short commute to work in the morning if that helps at all."

"I don't know if I should…" We both looked down at Josh's stomach as it growled loudly. I lifted an eyebrow in his direction. "Alright," he admitted. "Food might be good."

"We can start there and see how you feel afterwards, babe."

He blushed hard. "I… I like it when you call me that."

I gave him a soft kiss. "Well, I plan to call you that as often as possible. If you'll let me."

He nodded slowly. "Please."

"Of course, babe."