Chapter Twenty-eight

Content Warning

This story contains graphic depictions of sexual content. Please be aware that the scenarios depicted are fictional and not an accurate or comprehensive representation of real-life sexual experiences, particularly between two men.  

It’s important to emphasize that sexual intimacy, especially between men, involves preparation, communication, and care that cannot be fully captured or conveyed in a fictional narrative. The reality is nuanced, layered, and deeply personal, and it’s vital to prioritize safety (use condoms, everyone), consent, and mutual respect in all intimate situations. 

Furthermore, please don’t rely on fictional media or content found online as a substitute for proper sexual education. You might think you know everything you need to know because you consume stories that depict sexual intimacy, however, I am here to tell you: No, you don’t. Always seek reliable, evidence-based information, and don’t hesitate to consult trusted sources or professionals if you have questions.

Stay safe, take care of yourselves, and enjoy the story responsibly. 

Author’s Note: This story is set in an alternate universe, in an imaginary town and country, and during an ambiguous time period.

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Kazir was lost in the thick, intoxicating haze of his heat, his body yearning, needing Adisa’s touch more than anything he had ever known. He had never felt this way before, but the combination of Adisa’s soothing pheromones and the overwhelming heat coursing through him made him desperate—craving release, craving Adisa.

Adisa practically carried Kazir to his bedroom, stripping him the moment they got in, their lips never separating for longer than a few seconds. It was as if he had planned this night a million times before.

Kazir's body was hot, slick, and utterly drenched in arousal—a natural response amplified by Adisa’s pheromones wrapping around him like a cocoon. He wasn’t in the headspace to be embarrassed by his body’s honesty. 

The feeling of his heat was so powerful that it made his head spin. His heart pounded in his chest, and his limbs felt like they were floating as his body melted into Adisa's—needing more, needing all of him.

Adisa, still trembling with restraint, groaned deeply as he kissed Kazir harder, their tongues colliding in the heated kiss. Kazir's body responded instantly and hungrily.
He could feel Adisa’s heat radiating from him, could smell the pheromones that told him just how badly Adisa needed this—needed him. It made him feel good—powerful.

Adisa pressed him against the bed, their bodies glued together from shoulder to hip. The sensation of Adisa’s bare skin against his sent sparks shooting through Kazir’s already overwhelmed nerves. He ran his hands over Adisa’s body, enjoying the feeling of his soft, firm skin under his fingertips.

The fear he thought he would feel the first time he interacted sexually with an alpha never came. All Kazir could register was his need and Adisa's hunger.

“Is this okay?” Adisa asked, his mouth all over him the moment he was done talking. He frantically nodded, never wanting Adisa to stop. Adisa kissed him on his shoulder approvingly. It was soft and wet. 

His breath hitched as Adisa’s hand slid down his body, rubbing his chest. He arched into the caress, sliding his own palms down Adisa's back, taking pleasure in feeling his glorious body.

He moaned softly when Adisa’s warm breath ghosted over his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. The roughness of Adisa's breath only heightened the tension in the room.

“Can I touch you?” Adisa asked, his voice raspy.

His body tingled at the question, because he knew where he was asking permission to touch and he craved for that touch so desperately, the back of his throat hurt. Kazir eagerly nodded again, wishing he would stop asking and just do it. He was heady with need, his penis already leaking. 

Instead of screaming at Adisa to claim him, he kissed the back of Adisa’s right ear—the one with the freckle—before dragging his lips to the side of his neck as the alpha’s hand traveled down his back, exploring the skin there, and the other one caressed his puckered nipple. He gently pinched it, and Kazir’s spine tingled. He bit down on Adisa’s shoulder, and Adisa shuddered. His reaction heightened Kazir’s arousal.

Adisa dragged his head down, his lips leaving a trail of fire before capturing the nipple in his mouth. Kazir let out a short breath as Adisa’s hand moved to the other one. His free hand traveled further down south. Without warning, Adisa gripped Kazir's hard length, and an electric jolt shot through him, frazzling his nerves.

“Shss,” Adisa soothed, rubbing his nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he swiped his tongue over his other nipple. Each stroke felt like it was feeding the fire inside him, fanning the flames higher and higher.

Once Adisa felt him relax, he didn’t waste any time, pumping him with a fast, firm rhythm. The sudden intensity was almost overwhelming, but instead of wilting under the pressure, Kazir's body begged for more.

The slick sounds of their bodies echoed through the room, mixing with their ragged breathing. Kazir's release was building fast, the overwhelming pleasure racing toward a climax. He had never felt so good, and it all felt unreal and suffocating at the same time.

He was completely absorbed in the sensation of Adisa’s lips against his neck, his pheromones filling him to the brink, when the first wave of pleasure crashed through him, dropping straight to the pit of his stomach. His body seized. He felt like his face was melting, and it all felt so good but so scary at how unfamiliar it all was. And then he clenched. He let out a deep, guttural moan as he came, his muscles trembling with every pulse.

Still panting, Kazir felt Adisa’s hand gently caress his body, soothing him after his intense release. Their lips met again, slow and lingering, as Adisa’s hand drifted lower, teasing him with the lightest touch.

Kazir took in Adisa’s visage as he stared down at him, eyes glazed over in a haze of pleasure. Adisa seemed lost in the moment, savoring his flushed cheeks and his slick, well-kissed mouth.

He couldn’t help but grin softly, his bashfulness momentarily disappearing, as he realized it was he who had put that dreamy look on Adisa’s face.

Adisa nuzzled the side of his face, and he whispered, “Did you like that?”

Kazir flushed, embarrassment biting his cheeks as the flames of his heat cooled down slightly and his rationality started to return. He didn’t like that. Not at all. And he wanted more. He wanted to have Adisa in him—his mouth or stuffing his hole, he didn’t care—and he ached and itched in a deep place inside that he knew Adisa could find and scratch. He wanted him now even more fervently.

Instead of answering, he shifted and kissed Adisa. He felt his cock pressing against him. A thrill snaked down his spine. He wanted that inside him. He was tired of waiting. Adisa pulled him close, and the friction of their bodies rubbing together made Kazir’s cock twitch back to life. He felt his body melting, and his body ached for him.

Adisa broke the kiss again. Kazir tried to protest, but Adisa soothed him.

“I’m going to make you feel even better,” he said as he pulled away from him and slid down his body. “Can I?”

If it would feel like anything he had just experienced, Kazir definitely wanted it. He weakly nodded.

“Say it,” he urged, stroking his hand down his thigh, making him shudder. He felt his body warming up, and whatever thread of sanity he thought he was reclaiming dashed. All he saw was Adisa, and all he could smell was his pheromones.

“Yes.” And before his slow brain could process it, Adisa parted his legs, and he was all the way down his body.

Kazir tried to sit up with a jolt, and he said, “What—?”

Adisa’s firm hand on his thighs impeded him from closing his legs. “It’ll feel good,” he whispered, promising him as he stared down at him, his hungry gaze satiating itself as he looked at his lubricated, twitching entrance. Kazir flushed all over, realizing how ashamed he’d feel if he were sober, sensing his body secreting even more slick at Adisa’s heady gaze. Adisa seemed to be in a daze as he sucked in a breath, his eyes briefly flickering shut with the action. Kazir flopped back on the bed and covered his face, his chest hot. Desire snaked down his spine like lightning.

He touched him gently. Kazir’s breath hitched, startled. He moaned softly, head digging into his mattress as Adisa’s fingers pressed against his slicked entrance, exploring. His other hand hooked under his left thigh, stopping him from slamming his trembling legs shut. He rubbed there in a soothing circle, making Kazir shiver.

The feeling of his fingers down in his most private place was electric, sending waves of pleasure that made him shake. He threw his head back, soaking in the sensation. Suddenly, something wet and hot pressed against his most intimate place. Kazir’s entire body stiffened when he realized what it was. He shot up. Adisa pressed his palm on his stomach, his other hand tightening around his thigh.

“Stop… That’s—!” His voice faltered as Adisa’s tongue swirled against his slicked entrance. His head dropped back in startling pleasure. Adisa stilled between his trembling legs, and he instantly regretted the words that came out of his mouth.

“Are you okay?” He ran his hands up his thighs, leaving a trail of fire.

Kazir dropped on his bed, crushing his face in his hands. His thoughts were hazy, and his twitching entrance tingled. “I…”

Adisa dropped a kiss against the soft skin of his left inner thigh, hooked his arm under his knee, and pulled him closer. Kazir’s abdominal muscles tightened, and his spine arched off the bed. “May I continue?” He ran his fingers languidly against his length, his thumb gently exploring the tip of his profusely leaking penis and he pressed down. Kazir jolted and jerked haphazardly under his touches.

“I…”

He pressed down on his tip, and fire sizzled through Kazir, burning his back.

It was hard to think. “Hmm. Yeah.”

“Hmm. What?”

“Adisa,” he whined, becoming unable to formulate words.

“Yes? No?” he probed, gently running the tip of his forefinger around his lubricated entrance.

“Yes!”

And his mouth was back on him. It felt relentless as it explored him. The sensation was both foreign and exhilarating, making his grip on the sheets tighten desperately. “Hngh… Adi—Wait. Hngh.”

“Wait?” Adisa pried his lips from his twitching skin. And Kazir changed his mind.

“I… I don’t know.”

“You want me to stop?” he asked, kissing his pelvic bone and stroking under his knee.

He didn’t. He wanted more of him.

“I… No.”

Adisa’s kisses were getting closer and closer back to that place.

“I’ll continue,” he muttered and trailed his lips down the soft skin of his inner thigh.

Being with him felt so perfect, Kazir thought as he kissed his slicked hole again, and Kazir dove back under the waves of pleasure.

Adisa didn’t relent when Kazir started writhing and ran his fingers through Adisa’s hair and clenched there. Adisa’s tongue pressed deeper until it finally slipped inside, sending waves of pleasure that left Kazir gasping for air.

Kazir thought he might lose his mind from the intensity, his body burning from the inside out. Then, just when he thought he couldn’t take any more, Adisa added a finger to the mix. Kazir clenched tightly around the intrusion, but it didn’t hurt—it was too much and not enough all at once. Every movement of Adisa’s finger inside him was magnified tenfold by his heightened senses, making him delirious with desire.

“Let me know if it hurts,” Adisa whispered, his voice rough with restraint. He dropped a kiss on the soft skin of his inner thigh, his fingers purposefully moving within the warm clasp of his body.

Kazir could barely form words. His world had narrowed down to the sensations Adisa was creating inside him. Adisa's fingers curled and stretched him, sending shocks of pleasure through his body. Kazir could hardly cope with how intense it felt, his mind struggling to keep up with his body's responses. The feeling was electric, sending waves of pleasure that made him shake.

When Adisa finally pressed against that sweet spot deep inside him, Kazir's body jerked involuntarily, a strangled moan escaping his lips and his eyes enlarged. The sensation was foreign, but felt so good he felt his body melting.

Adisa slid his hand sensually up and down Kazir’s twitching abdomen. He muttered, his lips moving against Kazir’s wet skin, “Don’t hold it in.” And he started moving with more purpose, teasing that sensitive bundle of nerves over and over again. It felt wonderful.

Kazir shook his head, throwing a hand over his mouth to stifle the stream of encouraging moans that were slipping out like pleas, which had him trembling. With each moan, Adisa’s movement grew firmer. His isolated strokes against that bundle of nerves shifted. Adisa started rubbing it in a steady rhythm. The feeling started building up and becoming magnified until a hazy cloud of pleasure nearly overwhelmed him. It thrummed throughout his body like a low vibration. He was drowning in the overwhelming pleasure, too far gone to care about the wet sounds filling the air or how desperately he was panting Adisa’s name. His head fell back as Adisa’s fingers pressed in, exploring, preparing.

He was close again, his second orgasm just within reach, when Adisa suddenly gripped the base of his cock, holding him back from release. Kazir whimpered in confusion, robbed of his bliss at the last moment. His body trembled, on the verge of tears, as he searched Adisa’s face for an explanation.

“Hold on,” Adisa murmured, leaning over him, his knees digging on both sides of his waist. He placed soft kisses along the side of Kazir’s neck. “I want to come with you.”

Kazir writhed, breathless.

“Hngh… Adisa…”

He wanted him. Now. His need was now fierce and urgent.

Kazir’s heart raced as Adisa teased him, rubbing the sensitive tip of his cock while keeping him from reaching his release. It was sweet torture, and Kazir’s voice broke with frustration. “Enough… I can’t wait any longer…”

“Kazir…” Adisa’s voice was rough, strained, his lips trailing along Kazir’s neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin there. “Do you have condoms?”

His words cleared some of the haze from Kazir’s head.

“I…”

He didn’t have any. Fear seized him. Could they proceed without a condom? Would he have the willpower to make the correct—the safe—choice?

“You?” he asked, panting, his chest moving with the effort of his breathing.

“I never thought this would come in handy,” Adisa said, pressing a kiss to Kazir’s cheek before he peeled away from him and went to his clothes. Kazir covered his face, hearing Adisa frantically digging through his clothes.

He peeked at him to see him coming back to the bed. He threw his wallet on the floor, leaving in his hand one little square packet. He swiftly closed his eyes again.

There was a slight pause, and then he felt the bed shift as Adisa crawled back over him. He kissed his shoulder. “Are you…?”

Kazir nodded frantically, his hands gripping Adisa’s shoulders as if he were the only thing keeping him grounded. Of that, he was certain.

That was all Adisa needed. He positioned himself between Kazir’s thighs, which he instinctively spread even wider to allow room for Adisa.

Adisa leaned forward and captured his lips in a nipping kiss. Kazir bit his lip, excitement biting the end of his tailbone as he felt the slick round tip of Adisa’s penis at his twitching entrance.

The slickness of Kazir’s arousal made it easy for Adisa to slide inside, both of them gasping as he filled him, inch by agonizing inch. Kazir breathed hard when Adisa’s cock was safely sheathed inside his body. His legs spread even wider, his muscles burned, offering himself up completely, welcoming his thick, hard length. Kazir’s eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed by the fullness, the heat, the perfect, exquisite feeling of Adisa inside him.

Adisa rocked slowly, and Kazir couldn’t hold back the soft moan that escaped his lips as his body instinctively clenched around Adisa’s thick length. His smooth, hot inner walls twitched around Adisa’s hot length, making him shudder on top of him. Adisa let out a soft grunt that was half a moan and a release of air.

“Are you okay?” Adisa asked, staring at him with eyes clouded with passion.

He nodded, but that didn’t capture the intensity of his emotions at that moment. He was more than just alright. He felt amazing. It felt so good—too good. His whole body trembled with the intensity of it. There was a deep, overwhelming sensation that left Kazir breathless.

Adisa rocked his hips again, testing their position, and Kazir grunted. Adisa quickly paused. “Are you all right?” he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

As Kazir lifted his hand up to Adisa’s face, his thumb running over his bottom lip, he slid down and lifted his bottom, rocking against Adisa. Adisa grunted softly. The sound excited Kazir, who tugged him down into a bruising kiss.

“Can I move?” Adisa asked when Kazir allowed him a brief moment of respite from kissing.

“Yes,” he choked out, itching deep inside and wanting Adisa to help him out.

Suddenly, Adisa lifted his chest off his and grabbed the back of his knee with one arm. Balancing his weight on top of him by placing his elbow next to his head, he dug his fingers through his hair, pushing his fringes away from his forehead. He peered down at Kazir. His heart melted at the tender act.

“Hmm-mmm,” Kazir managed to gasp, his body arching toward Adisa as he tried to pull him closer. His body rocked, and they unintentionally moaned in sync.
He squeaked, “You?”

Adisa brushed his cheek and looked down at him with eyes that appeared to be brimming over with molasses.

“What?”

Adisa smiled down at him and caressed him. His breath hot against Kazir’s ear, Adisa whispered, “You… are so beautiful.” 

Like a flower, he bloomed under his burning gaze. His body felt like it was on fire.

Kazir peppered Adisa’s arm, shoulder, and jaw with open-mouthed kisses, not knowing what to say, his brain feeling as if it was being soaked in sugar.

Adisa’s breath was harsh against his skin, his hands gripping Kazir’s hips tightly as he began to move, slow at first, trying to hold on to his control. But with each thrust, Kazir’s body responded, arching into him, begging for more. Kazir felt his pleasure building again, faster and hotter than before. Every brush of Adisa’s cock against that sweet spot sent electric shocks through his body, making him writhe beneath him. The intensity of it all was too much, and Kazir’s voice cracked as he begged for more. He was delirious with desire.

Kazir’s fingers dug into Adisa’s back, his head tipping forward as he let out a low whimper in his ear, completely lost in the pleasure. “Adisa… oh, God…”

Adisa groaned in response, his hips moving faster, harder, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room. Kazir was soaking wet, his slickness making it easy for Adisa to thrust deep into him, each movement sending a shockwave of pleasure through his entire body.

It was too much and not enough at the same time. Kazir felt like he was falling, tumbling into a void of sensation. The warmth spreading through his body, Adisa’s pheromones wrapping around him, Adisa’s hands gripping him so tightly—it was all too perfect, too overwhelming.

“Kazir,” Adisa rasped, his voice thick with lust and restraint as he fought to hold back. “You’re so… feel so… amazing…”

Kazir whimpered, wrapping his legs tighter around Adisa’s waist, pulling him in deeper. “Don’t… don’t stop,” he gasped, his voice broken with need. “Please, Adisa, I need—oh God, I need more.”

Adisa bottomed out with a lewd groan and filled him to the hilt. His sac wedged up above Kazir’s. He was balls-deep, and Kazir started trembling. His mind turned thick, gooey, and useless, but he couldn’t help but think how perfect it all felt—especially to have Adisa inside him.

Adisa’s control snapped. With a guttural groan, he thrust harder, faster, his movements now frantic as he chased his own release. His thrusts were erratic, the sound of their slick bodies filling the room as they both teetered on the edge.

Kazir’s body tensed as he neared his breaking point, his pleasure reaching an unbearable peak. He clung to Adisa desperately, his nails dragging down Adisa’s back, leaving red marks in their wake as his own body shook with the force of it.

Kazir was lost in a world of pure, raw pleasure, and he thought he might go mad with it—the pleasure was so intense that it almost hurt. His body felt like it was on fire.

The sensation of Adisa moving inside him, the intoxicating feel of his alpha’s pheromones filling the air, the wet heat between his thighs—it was all too much.

Adisa fused his fingers through Kazir’s hair, his palm covering the tip of his ear, framing his face. The tender touch did it. His body tightened, his legs shaking as he felt himself on the verge of climax.

“I’m… I’m gonna—” Kazir gasped, his entire body tensing as he came, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His release hit him like a tidal wave, leaving him trembling and breathless in Adisa’s arms. Cum spilled out between them, smearing on their abdomen and chest, their skin sticking together.

Adisa wasn’t far behind, his thrusts growing erratic as he buried himself deep inside Kazir one last time. Biting the side of his neck, with a low, guttural moan, he came, filling Kazir completely. He collapsed on top of Kazir, his body spent but still trembling with aftershocks.

They clung to each other, both panting and trembling as they slowly came down from the high. Their breathing slowly calmed as the heat between them faded into a warm, comfortable silence.

Kazir’s body was still buzzing, still warm, but he felt calm now, soothed in a way he hadn’t known he needed. Kazir pressed a soft kiss on Adisa's temple. Wrapped in Adisa’s arms, languishing in his fragrance and body weight, he finally felt at peace.