A pack of Wolves: Brad & Peter

3.

He was running again, but not very fast this time. He couldn’t believe what just happened. He had gone to his boss, and had said exactly what Lin wanted him to say. It almost felt as if Lin had said it, even. His boss had been furious, and had sent the two men after him again. Now they were following him, and he was leading them to the Ardvark.

He waited on the corner. They weren’t that fast at all… When they appeared, he walked to the pub and went inside. The pub was silent. All the customers stood against the walls, in a semi circle, with the Wolves in front of them.

Peter looked around. What the...?

“Behind the bar, Petey,” said Lin.

Peter quickly stepped behind the bar and stood close to Brad. His heart was pounding.

The men burst in and stood abruptly still.

Nothing happened. Everybody was waiting, looking at the men, at the Wolves. Lin stepped forward. “Good evening, gentlemen. Please, take a seat. We don’t want to hurt you. It’s not you, we want.”

The two pursuers looked at each other, and at the Wolves. Then they made a wise decision. They sat at the bar.

Peter looked at Brad, who winked at him, and put a finger against his lips. Peter didn’t speak and waited, feeling anxious and a little scared.

The door opened again. Slowly, a head poked through the crack. Peter recognized Mick. He saw the Wolves shifting a little.

“Come in, please,” he heard Lin say.

Mick obeyed. No one could disobey that voice. Another man followed. That was his boss.

“Welcome,” said Lin. “I believe we’re all here. Please, follow me, gentlemen.”

They followed to the back room. Peter wanted to go there too, but Brad stopped him.

“Not you, not until Lin says you can join.” He tapped a beer and gave it to him.

Peter accepted the cold glass. “What will happen now?”

“Not much, that won’t be necessary. It’s never necessary. We’re very peaceful.” Somehow, those last words sounded very unreal.

The pub came slowly back to life. It wasn’t as loud as before, though. And around the corner, it all seemed quiet.

Too quiet.

Peter had no idea what happened there. It took about thirty minutes, and then the men came back. Lin stayed behind. Two Wolves led the men to the door. They didn’t look at Peter when they went outside. They walked like zombies…

“Now you can go to the room,” said Brad.

Quickly, Peter went to the Wolves. He sat down, full of questions, but not asking any of them.

“They won’t bother you again,” said Lin smiling.

“What did you do?” Peter asked with wide eyes.

“I won’t tell you. Just trust me, they won’t harass you, ever again. You’re officially fired now. You’re homeless, too. Your apartment will be emptied tonight.”

Peter still stared in disbelief and fear.

“Don’t worry, sweetie,” smiled Lin. “All your stuff will be carefully packed and brought here.” He turned to man next to him. “Bear, go behind the bar and send Brad over, please.”

Bear went and Brad came to the table.

“Brad, see here. Your new partner. Peter Bruin will work here, and live upstairs with you. Do you object?”

“No.” said the man softly.

“I thought so. Do you have anything to say?”

“Yes. Thank you. That’s all I can say.”

Lin smiled again. He looked very pleased. “Good. Now let’s get back to the order of the day, shall we?”

Peter followed Brad to the bar. “What just happened?” he said very quietly.

Brad smiled at him. “Forget it for now. We’ll talk later. There’s a lot to do until we close.”

*

Peter’s possessions were brought to the pub, early in the morning. Everything was packed in boxes. The Wolves brought it upstairs, and left them alone.

Brad had simply said he could occupy the spare bedroom, and they went to bed.

Peter couldn’t sleep at all. He felt very awkward. There were so many questions. It all went so quick! He stepped out of bed and dressed in a boxer short and a large, wrongly washed T-shirt. His favourite sleeping outfit.

That didn’t work either. Peter kept puzzling. He tried to understand what had happened, but he couldn’t apprehend. With a sigh, he left his bed again.

Quietly, he opened the door to Brad’s bedroom. It was all quiet in there. He wondered if he should wake him up. “Are you asleep?” he asked very quietly.

“No,” he heard.

“Can I talk to you, please?”

Brad lit a light on his bedside table and sat upright. “Of course…” he said.

Peter walked to him and sat on the foot end of the bed. He looked shyly at the older man. Brad was naked, at least, the part of him Peter could see. He had strong muscles and a hairy chest. A few large tattoos were clearly visible on the upper arms.

Brad leaned over to the floor and took a T-shirt. Peter wondered if he dressed because of the cold, or because he was looking at him.

“Now, tell me, what’s on your mind?”

Peter blinked. “I just can’t understand what happened…”

“Oh, I know. It all went pretty quick, didn’t it?” Brad smiled reassuringly. “But you’ll get all the time to think about it, sweetie. This is a good solution for your situation, but if you want to go elsewhere, nobody is stopping you.”

Peter looked down. “I don’t mind being here. But you’re stuck with me.” He shivered, the room was cold.

Brad threw the duvet aside. “Step in, it’s warmer here.”

Peter gratefully joined him in the bed.

Brad looked at him. “I’m stuck with you, indeed,” he said. “I’m stuck with a twenty year old, blond guy I barely know.”

“I’m 25…” Peter said quietly, as if it was important in those circumstances.

“Really? You look far younger than that…”

“I know, I have a baby face.”

“I’m 42 in a few months,” grinned Brad. “I look a lot older than that.”

“We’re quite a pair,” sighed Peter.

“Are we?”

“Lin seems to think so.”

“Ah, Lin…” Brad said with a soft chuckle.

“Is he your pres? I thought Lon was the boss of the Wolves?”

Brad nodded. “Lon is our pres, yes. Lin isn’t even a Wolf.”

Peter stared at him. “He isn’t?”

“No, he’s a cop. The police don’t want their men to be part of the Wolves.”

“But why do you listen to him, then, if he isn’t your boss?”

Brad laughed. “Is there another way? You’ve seen him, you’ve heard him. Do you think you can ever disobey him?”

Peter shook his head. There was no way he would ever be able to disobey the white man.

“Lin knows,” said Brad.

“Knows what?” Peter asked when nothing followed.

“Not ‘something’, Lin just ‘knows’. And we always obey. I don’t feel like I’m stuck with you, Petey. Apparently, you’re destined to be here. I can only accept that.”

Peter thought about that.

Brad made himself comfortable in his pillows. He was smiling. “How could I object, when a beautiful man is lying in my bed?” he said.

Peter blushed, repressing a shy smile. “You’re no punishment either,” he confessed.

Reaching up, Brad ran his fingers through Peter’s hair. “What was your first thought, when you saw me?”

“I can’t tell you,” said Peter, blushing deeper.

“Ow, c’mon, force yourself.”

“Shouldn’t we get to know each other first?” Peter avoided the answer.

“Why? Don’t you like me? Will that change when you know me better?”

“I do like you!” He still blushed.

“Good.” Brad leaned closer to him. “Do you kiss, at the first date?”

“Not usually, no…” Peter said, briefly holding his breath.

“Mm. Well, I’m sorry, but I’m going to kiss you now.”

Peter didn’t get time to respond. The warm lips were pressed on his mouth. He held his breath again, and parted his lips to allow the strong tongue to enter his mouth. A shiver crept down his spine.

Brad broke the brief kiss, and looked at him. “Did you like that?”

“Yes,” sighed Peter, his face red and lips wet.

Brad pulled his shirt off. Peter did the same. He was trembling a little when the man pushed him down on the mattress. Brad was heavy and strong, and the air got pressed out of his lungs.

“If you don’t kiss at the first date, you sure won’t fuck, would you?” Brad rumbled softly, lips hovering above Peter’s.

“No…” answered Peter just as soft. “But I’d be happy to make an exception for you...”

“Good. Show me what you’ve got for me.”

Peter pulled his shorts down. He already had an erection, which he was a bit embarrassed about. He heard the man moan appreciatively. Curious to see what Brad had to offer him, Peter pulled the duvet aside. He was happy to see the other was just as aroused. With a pleased sigh, they embraced each other firmly.

Peter enjoyed the strong arms and the hot kisses. He moved his hands to Brad’s butt, and felt the soft, hairy buttocks. He pulled them apart. Brad did the same to him, and squeezed hard. Peter groaned.

“Ouch?” Brad mumbled, pecking a kiss on his lips.

“No. Don’t stop…”

“Get on your knees for me,” mumbled Brad. Peter quickly obeyed, and Brad pressed his face between his butt cheeks.

Peter could feel the large moustache tickling his balls and had to bite in the pillow. Brad made full use of his moustache while he rimmed him. Peter pressed his face deeply into the pillow and moaned pleased. That felt marvellous...

“Enjoying it?” asked Brad, while he sat upright behind him.

“Oh yes, it’s good…”

“Good, eh? Want me to make it even better?”

Peter invitingly moved his ass, and felt a slick finger rubbing around his anus. He opened up immediately. The digit slipped inside without trouble.

“Do you want me in there?” Brad asked distractedly.

Peter flexed his muscles around his finger, but didn’t say a word. Brad took a few things out of the drawer. After a few seconds, Peter could feel the fingers again, with more lube.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” asked Brad.

“Yes,” said Peter quietly. “Fuck me… Fuck me deep…”

Brad laughed softly. “Do you think your tight, little ass can have me, then?” He pulled his fingers back and put himself in position. He pushed his cock inside, very slowly, but without stopping.

Peter held his breath when the pain flowed over him as his anus got stretched to its maximum. He didn’t get time to getting used to the hard cock. Brad mercilessly pushed inside, until he couldn’t go deeper. Only then, he held still.

Peter cursed softly in the pillow, muffling his complaints. “You’re tight,” he heard Brad say. He couldn’t answer. The man pulled slowly back, and the pain relieved when the cock pulled out completely. But that relief was of short notice as Brad pushed inside again, quicker this time.

Again, he held still for a moment, and pulled back. He repeated this a few times, pushing in quicker with every thrust of his hips.

Peter began to adjust to the size of the invader, and moved his ass to increase the speed. He heard Brad moan, and felt the strong hands digging into his hips.

“Brace yourself, baby...”

Peter yelped when he felt the force. Brad fucked hard and fast, and could keep that up for a very long time. Peter braced himself on the mattress. It did feel great, but he really couldn’t come this way. Brad didn’t seem to care. He fucked deeply.

The man groaned deep in his throat. “I’m going to fill your ass,” he said hoarsely. “I’m going to fill you up, now!”

Peter felt how the cock grew even more rigid and began to pulsate. Brad pushed in deeply, his cock spurting its release into the rubber. It took several minutes before the man was satisfied. He fell down when Brad finally let him go.

“Lay on your back,” growled Brad.

Peter obeyed. He saw how Brad threw the condom away, and waited. Brad fell between his legs. His hot mouth closed around his dick and sucked it fully erect. Peter sighed and relaxed, smiling with his eyes closed. Brad used his moustache again. It gave an extra dimension, thought Peter pleased, and he moaned in appreciation. The man seemed very experienced, bringing him to the edge of climaxing without sending him over the edge.

“Oh, you’re good,” said Peter pleased. He dug his fingers in the thick hair and pushed the head down. “Please, take your time, I’m in no hurry…”

Brad was in no hurry either. He sucked slowly and licked him with long, wet laps. He sucked his balls in his mouth, moving his head to tickle him with his moustache. Then he sucked his cock in his mouth again, and took him in his throat.

Peter moaned and moved his hips upwards. He started to fuck the hot, wet mouth. “I’m in no hurry,” he moaned breathlessly, “but I can’t keep it up very much longer…!”

Brad let him fuck his throat and sucked him.

Peter really couldn’t hold it any longer. “Oh, Brad… I’m going to... Oh!”

Brad pulled his head back and took him in his hand, jerking the wet shaft. Peter gasped for air. “Don’t stop now!”

The man didn’t stop. He leaned down to suck the balls and licked the supple ass, slipping his tongue inside. Peter came uncontrolled, sperm falling everywhere on the bed and over Brad’s face. “Oh shit, man!” he cried happily. He’d never been sucked like this before in his life!

When Peter was finally satisfied, Brad sat upright. He took his shirt to clean the sperm away, and smiled down on him.

Peter threw his arms around his neck and kissed him madly, pulling him down on him and wrapping him between his legs. He pushed up his hips, feeling the half-hard cock between his cheeks.

“Liked it?” asked Brad when they parted long enough.

“Shit yes… shall we do it again?” Peter laughed.

Brad chuckled. “Have mercy with an old man, twink…”

“Fuck you,” said Peter with a grin.

“Is that a promise?” asked Brad. He kissed him again.

“Oh, yes,” said Peter when he could pull his mouth away for a moment. He felt the man’s butt again. “I’d love to fuck you. Would you let me?”

Brad grinned. “Do you really think I would object to that?”

Peter didn’t answer, but pushed a finger deeply inside. He found the prostate. His cock started to grow again, when he heard Brad groan. “You keep your condoms in your drawer?”

Brad nodded and pushed up. He lay on his back, waiting for Peter. He willingly spread his legs for the boy.

Peter loved the large body underneath him. He caressed him with his hands while he slowly pushed his slick cock between the hairy cheeks. The strong thighs clamped around his hips and forced him deeper inside.

Lin had been right, thought Peter. Oh, it all went far too quickly, but who cared? He could fuck this hot ass forever.

He didn’t understand it all, but he couldn’t give a damn. With a sigh, he focused on the man who seemed to be his partner for life now. A partner, a job, a new life. “I’m happy,” he sighed.

Brad pulled him down and shut him up with a kiss.

© Laevi