Title: The Other Man [Prequel]
Author: Peach
Email address: Peach1250@hotmail.com
Fandom: X-Files
Pairings: Skinner/Krycek
Warnings: This story contains m/m relationship. If these things bother you *GO AWAY NOW* Underage character (16)
Rating: NC17
Date: 04/25/02
Archive: No
Website: http://us.oocities.com/peach1250/index.html
Disclaimer: The characters of Skinner and Mulder, and Krycek, and the X-Files belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the Fox Network. No copyright Infringement is intended no money is being made.
Summary: Walter falls in love.
Notes: AU. Thank you Josan as always. This prequel requested by my greedy ones. You all know who you are. Yes my other greedy ones I'll do the three way later.
I refer to a product called Wet Platinum. This does exist and can be purchased from: http://www.blowfish.com/catalog/supplies/lube.html
I picked this one because in this universe Walter loves long sessions and this one is supposed to stay slippery for a long time.
"The Other Man (or woman, if you like)" challenge: By Peja (damn her):
Your POV character discovers his/her lover is involved...VERY involved with another partner. Or your POV character discovers he is the Other Partner in an established relationship...How does he react to this discovery? Does he confront his cheating partner? Does he continue the relationship? Does he invite the other into the games?

The big man stepped back from the glory hole and grabbed a paper towel from the roll attached to the wall. He quickly dried the spit mixed with come from his cock and dropped the towel in the trash can. Zipping his fly, he walked from the room without even trying to find out who had sucked him off.

He made his way through the crowd in the more public part of the club, enjoying the sights and sounds of so many beautiful tight bodies in such a confined space. The night had cooled but not enough to need a jacket. It was late spring and the air was rich with the smells of new growth. He headed toward his car, his immediate need taken care of, although he knew he would probably jerk off when he got home.

It was Friday night and it had been a long week. He was too tired to cruise for a boy to take home but had needed a little more than his hand could provide. He drew even with the mouth of the alley and heard a voice raised in what sounded like distress.

"No! I don't want to go home with you. Leave me alone."

The two men moved into the light spilling into the alley from the street lamp. The boy who had spoken had dark hair. He was dressed in jeans, a tank shirt and a pair of running shoes. The man holding his arm was obviously a "Daddy" type, wearing a harness, leathers and boots.

"Come on, boy. I'll teach you what fucking is all about."

"I said, no. Let go!"

That was about all the big man was going to listen to. He normally kept as low a profile as possible down here but he couldn't walk away and allow the boy to be raped. So he moved into the alley.

"You're late."

Both men turned to look at him with surprised expressions. Walter swaggered up to them and looked pointedly at the hand holding the boy's arm, then at the boy.

"I told you to meet me at nine. It's after ten. And who is this guy? You know I don't share."

He smiled inwardly as the boy picked up on the message.

"Sorry. I thought I was supposed to meet you at ten."

"And who's this guy?"

"I don't know him."

Walter turned to look at the "Daddy".

"My boy says he doesn't know you. Take your hand off my property."

The menace in the voice was clear. The muscles emphasized by the sleeveless shirt indicated the ability to back up his not so subtle threat. The "Daddy" released the boy's arm and Walter pulled the boy close to him.

"Come on, boy, my dick is itching and you need to scratch it for me."

He led the boy out of the alley and down the street toward his car. When they reached it, he glanced back.

"He's still watching."

The boy glanced back as well.

"Guess we better make it look good then. Thanks, by the way."

Walter smiled down at him.

"No problem."

He pushed the boy back against his car, grabbed the boy's crotch and kissed him hard. The reactions were reward enough for the rescue. The boy's mouth opened to accept his tongue and the cock in his hand thickened.

When the kiss ended, he opened the car door and pushed the boy into the passenger seat.

"Buckle up."

He walked around the car and got in. The boy said nothing as he started the car and pulled out of the parking space. As they turned the corner, he looked down the street and saw the man still watching them.

"He's still watching us."

"Well, give him something to watch."

The boy smiled and then put his head in Walter's lap. Walter smiled and waved to the guy before they were out of his sight.

"You can get up now, he can't see us anymore."

The boy sat up and reached to fasten his seat belt.

"Thank you again. He just wasn't taking no for an answer."

"I got that. You're pretty smart to pick up on what I was doing. What's your name?"

"Alex. Yours?"

"Walter."

"Very nice to meet you, Walter."

"Nice to meet you, too, Alex. Where can I take you?"

"Since I'm your *property*, shouldn't I be going home with you?"

"Worked well, didn't it?"

Walter looked over at the boy's grinning face and decided he wasn't so tired after all. Without a further word, he turned toward home. When he reached the house, the boy followed him inside, looking around with a curious expression on his face.

"Want a beer?"

"Sure."

Walter went into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of an imported beer and handed it to the boy.

"Have a seat. Turn on the box if you want. I'm just going to take care of a couple of things."

He went into the bedroom, turned down the bed. Going into the bathroom, he got a new bottle of Wet Platinum and a new box of condoms. Opening the linen closet, he grabbed a towel. Back in the bedroom, he took the time to separate the condoms so he wouldn't be fumbling around with them later. Then he returned to the living room.

The boy had flipped on the TV and located the remote for the VCR. The porn tape Walter had been watching last night was playing. He walked softly across the floor until he could see the boy in profile. The jeans were open and the boy's hand was inside. Walter smiled.

"Help you with that?"

Alex jumped at the sound of Walter's low growl. He looked at the big man expecting to see disgust or anger. What he saw was an alpha male in rut mode. He pulled his hand guiltily out of his pants. He didn't speak as he moved toward him.

Walter sat next to him and pulled him in close.

"This is my favorite part. Watch, he takes them both at the same time."

Alex turned his head back to the TV and watched as the blond boy did indeed take both the tattooed biker's up his ass at once. He shivered as Walter's big hand slid down inside his pants and found his erection. He let out a soft moan.

"Looks like fun, doesn't it? Maybe someday we'll try that. After we get better acquainted. Why don't you stand up for a minute? Let me get these pants out of the way."

Alex stood without speaking and shook when the strong fingers brushed his skin as his pants were pushed down.

"Relax, we have all night. I'll make it good for you. Sit. Watch."

Alex did as instructed. When the hot wet mouth covered him, he thought he had died and gone to heaven. He locked his eyes on the action playing out on the TV as Walter gave him his first blowjob. He couldn't stop himself from pressing down on Walter's head as he came.

Walter swallowed every drop then ran his tongue gently around the head before releasing the slowly softening cock. He sat up and smiled at the boy lying limp against the sofa. When the green eyes opened, the boy launched himself at Walter.

The kiss was deep, the boy tasting himself in Walter's mouth. When he pulled back, Walter smiled at him.

"Like that, do you?"

"Yeah." The green eyes sparkled and the smile took Walter's breath away.

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom and see what else you like?"

Alex stood up, toed off his shoes, walked out of his jeans and headed toward the hallway Walter had gone down earlier. Walter followed enjoying the view of the shapely ass as Alex walked. It wasn't hard to figure out where to go, Walter had left a small lamp on.

Inside the room, Alex reached for the hem of his shirt but Walter stopped him.

"Lose the socks. I'll take care of the shirt."

Alex sat on the side of the big bed and stripped off his socks. When he looked up, Walter had taken off his boots, his shirt was on the chair in the corner and he was opening his belt. Alex leaned back on his elbows, having no clue what the pose did to the man stripping.

Walter's actions stopped as he stared at the boy on his bed. The dark hair was a little long, falling over the boy's forehead; the green of the eyes would have made a cat envious. His cock was beginning to stiffen again in its nest of black curls, and while he didn't have Walter's length, he was just as thick.

Had Walter been less experienced, the blowjob earlier would have been difficult for him. But truth was he liked a boy with a thick cock. Especially when he was in the mood to ride one.

"Want to take some pictures?" Alex asked him with a smirk.

Walter shook his head to clear the fog.

"You might want one or two of your own, boy."

With that he pushed his pants down and watched the boy's eye widen. Over the years Walter had seen expressions ranging from fear to envy when he dropped his pants. Alex's eyes darkened for a fraction of a second. Fear flitted by to be replaced with lust.

Alex sat up and reached out his hand to touch Walter's cock. When he looked up, the smirk was back.

"What're you planning on doing with that truncheon?"

"There're a couple of holes I want to see if it fits in."

"Ah, like this one maybe."

Alex leaned froward and wrapped his mouth around the head.

"That one will do for starters."

Walter's fingers carded through the dark hair as he let the boy play. He watched as the boy pushed himself down to his gag reflex.

"Stroke it underneath your mouth. Don't choke yourself. You'll learn to take more of me over time."

Alex didn't speak, just followed instructions. He worked his mouth up and down the shaft, taking as much as he could into his mouth while using one hand to stroke the rest of the shaft. When Walter reached for his other hand, he rolled the heavy balls in the motion Walter started for him. Pleased with the reaction of the big man to his actions.

Alex was also pleased that his first time was going to be at the hands of a man who obviously cared about his partner having a good time. He was surprised when Walter pushed him back. He looked up from under his long lashes to see the man step back.

"We gotta slow down. I want to come in your ass, not down your throat."

Said ass tightened in sudden fear. It was true Alex had been playing with his own ass. But nothing he had used came anywhere close to the size of Walter's meat. But he scooted back on the bed at Walter's gesture. Walter stepped out of his pants and joined Alex on the bed.

He started by pushing up the boy's shirt and latching onto a nipple. Alex's head rolled back and he moaned. He would soon learn that Walter loved playing with nipples. Alex didn't know it then but he would spend most of his life with suck bruises around them. As it was, for the remainder of the time lived at home, his parents never again saw him without a shirt.

Finally, Walter worked the shirt off the slender body under him. Alex's eyes fluttered open when his hips were lifted and the pillows slipped underneath them.

He watched with round eyes as Walter squeezed lube onto his fingers. He tensed as those fingers began to rub first over his hole, then made the first intrusion.

"Relax. I'll get you good and open first. I don't want to hurt you in any way."

Walter just assumed that it was his size what concerned the boy. And Alex was happy to let him think that. Alex had only recently decided he was gay. And even though the law and his parents said he was too young, his body had different ideas.

As Walter stretched and opened him, he relaxed into the sensations. His hips lifting to facilitate the penetration. When Walter twisted his fingers and rubbed over the prostate, he actually whimpered.

"Like that, do you? Feels good. You can do it to me later."

For the first time Alex connected the bits of conversation and realized Walter was talking like they would be doing this again. But the thought was forgotten as the fingers were pulled from his body. He rose up so he could watch Walter roll on the condom. Good, one less thing to think about.

His legs were pulled up and draped over the strong shoulders. He felt the large head press against his pucker, then Walter began to rock back and forth as he slowly worked more of his cock into Alex with each thrust. When his balls were against the tight ass, he paused.

"You're so tight. I love a tight assed boy."

Walter bent then and kissed him. A deep open mouthed wet kiss that zinged straight to his crotch. He gasped into Walter's mouth as the big cock was pulled from his body slowly then just as slowly reinserted.

Walter pulled up a little and breathed one word, "Beautiful."

Alex clutched at the man bringing him such intense pleasure. When he was sure it could get no better, Walter changed his angle and increased the power of his thrusts. Alex felt his balls pulling up tight against his body.

He whimpered, "Please!"

Walter answered by biting a nipple as he pulled hard on Alex's cock and rammed inside. Alex's resulting climax so intense his ass tightened down almost severing Walter's circulation. Walter moaned and jerked with his own release.

When Alex became aware again, Walter was still inside him and was running his tongue over a very sensitized nipple.

"Stop, too much."

"There's no such thing as too much. Stay here, I'll be right back."

Walter held the edge of the condom and pulled out of the ass that was still gripping his now softening cock. Alex watched as Walter walked across the room and into what had to be the bathroom since he soon heard water running.

After a couple of minutes, Walter came out and ran a cool cloth over Alex's sweat drenched body. Returning the cloth to the bathroom, coming back to slip into bed next to Alex and pull the covers up over them. Alex allowed himself to be engulfed in the strong arms and was soon asleep.

Walter lay awake for a long while marveling at the boy sleeping in his arms. His hands touched lightly and reverently as he committed the smells and texture of the boy to memory. Finally, he slept. A deep sleep populated with images of all the things he looked forward to doing with the boy in his arms.

When he woke the next morning, the boy was gone. He did find a note scribbled on a grocery bag in his kitchen.

"Had to get home but didn't want to wake you. I had a really great time. Maybe we can do it again.

A"

Walter stood looking at the note, thinking that it would be a hell of a lot easier to do it again if he knew the boy's last name, or address, or even phone number. Wandering back into the bedroom, he started to pull the soiled sheets off the bed and stopped dead when he saw the blood. There wasn't much, just enough to make him feel guilty. Again he blamed his size since he had no idea that the boy he had used the night before had been a virgin.

Not so very far away, Alex was standing in the shower, rubbing his hands over the bruises Walter had left all around each of his nipples. His cock stood at attention as he remembered the feel of the big man inside him. He winced as he washed his ass. The day was spent sitting on a hip when he sat, an activity he avoided as much as possible.

The next week was the longest of Walter's life. At the most inopportune times, Alex's face would flash before his eyes and his cock would stiffen. His nights were spent jerking off as he remembered each moan and sigh the boy had made. Walter's dreams were even populated with the memories of his time with Alex.

Alex's week went much the same. He couldn't forget how good it felt to have a warm mouth wrapped around his cock or a hard cock in his ass. Late at night, he would lie in his bed and work his fingers up inside his body as he caressed his cock.

Friday night, Alex headed to the part of town where he had met Walter, hoping to run into him. Since he couldn't get into the bars, he wandered up and down the streets people watching. At one point he saw the "Daddy" from the prior week but the man made no move toward him.

He didn't see Walter's car as he turned to go into the store on the corner. He was reaching into the soft drink case when the deep voice spoke.

"I see you're on time tonight."

Alex turned to see the smile on Walter's face. Alex gave him back a dazzling one of his own.

"I didn't want to get in trouble again tonight."

"I'm sure one person won't bother you again."

"I'm sure you're right. I saw him and he didn't come near me."

"Grab whatever you were about to get so we can get out of here."

Alex pulled a soda out of the case and followed Walter to the register. Less than a minute later they were in the car.

"I thought about you a lot this week."

"You did?"

"Yeah. The note was nice but it would have been nicer if I'd had a phone number to call you."

Alex panicked for a brief moment. He knew he couldn't have Walter calling the house. His parents would never buy that deep mature voice as a classmate. And he certainly didn't want Walter finding out that he was underage. Walter didn't seem to be the chicken hawk type.

"I don't have one right now. Maybe I could call you, when I get a chance."

"Remind me to give you the number when we get home. One more thing, wake me before you leave from now on. I like goodbye kisses."

Alex smiled, sounded like the big man planned for this to be steady.

Over the next few months, Alex found ways to be away from home for a weekend here and there. Walter took him shopping and allowed him to pick out toys for them. Alex loved getting Walter all decked out with cock rings and ball stretchers.

Alex's body quickly adjusted to Walter's use of it. He learned to give excellent head. And one night he finally worked up the nerve he asked if he could top.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to get around to asking."

"Does that mean you'll let me?"

"I would have let you any time you asked, Alex. How do you want me?"

"On your back. I want to see your eyes."

Walter kissed him then moved to the center of the bed, propping his ass up with pillows. Alex's hands shook so hard Walter finally took the condom away from him and covered Alex's cock for him. Walter would end up washing his sheets twice to get out the lube the boy used so much.

After a few fumbles, Alex was finally seated deeply in Walter's heat.

"God, you feel good."

"Thank you, Alex. You gonna fuck me or just lay there with your dick in me?" Walter's smile turned the words into a gentle tease.

Alex's answering grin foreshadowed the future of the relationship. The sex between them would always contain an element of humor, not during every encounter, but often enough. Walter had always known that when he found someone he could laugh with, he would have also found someone he could spend his life with.

"I intend to fuck you so good you'll pass out from the pleasure."

"Big words, boy. Let's see you carry through on them."

Alex covered Walter's mouth and kissed him breathless. Then he levered himself up on his hands and began to thrust into Walter in the same slow steady way Walter had taken him the first time. He held to that as long as he could, until Walter got impatient.

Walter's hand wrapped around Alex's ass and he pulled him forward while tightening his ass on the hard cock inside him.

"Boy, if you want to make me swoon like my great aunt Matilda, you better fuck me harder than that."

Alex slammed in as hard as he could and grunted, "Don't call me boy."

Walter smiled as Alex began to fuck him in earnest. After a couple of especially hard thrusts, Walter's head arched back as he pushed up toward Alex. He let out a low growl while rising to meet each thrust. Alex grabbed his hands and pushed them down on either side of his body.

Walter's body responded to the aggression of the younger man. He had been waiting for Alex to take the lead and, now that he had, Walter was very pleased with the results. He dropped his legs to the sides, spreading himself wide for Alex's use of him. His hands opened in surrender. Alex was still gripping the wrists tightly as he pounded into Walter's body.

Walter could feel the fire stoking higher in his body as Alex grunted above him. He knew Alex was getting close by the way his thrusts were deepening. Alex was pulling out all the way and still finding his target with all the accuracy of a sharpshooter.

Walter knew he'd be sore the next day but he didn't care. He looked at the beautiful boy ravishing his body and whispered Alex's name as his cock exploded, come spraying over them both. Alex gasped as Walter's ass tightened on him. He pumped a few more times then roared as he emptied into Walter's ass.

Alex dropped down onto Walter's chest and lay there as they both panted. They dozed for a short while, just long enough for Walter's come to glue them together.

Alex pulled out only to find that the condom had broken. He looked at Walter with stricken eyes. He knew there was no chance he had given Walter anything but he was still afraid Walter would be angry.

"Walter, I'm sorry."

"It happens sometimes. You're clean. We use them because of my past, Alex not because of yours."

"What?"

"Alex, I figured out a while ago that I was your first. I'm slow sometimes but I eventually get it. So, unless you've been running around having unprotected sex with someone else, I know I don't need to worry."

"There's only been you. You don't leave me enough energy for anyone else."

"Good! Because I find I don't want to share you."

Alex's emotions were in his eyes as he looked at Walter. But in typical man fashion, neither of them spoke those three words that they both felt.

Walter hauled Alex up and they took a quick shower before snuggling down to sleep. Sometime before dawn, Alex kissed a sleepy Walter goodbye. Standing at the door, he looked at him for a long minute, whispered "I love you," then slipped out to go home. Walter lay there, telling himself he imagined the words but hoping that he would hear them for real soon.

The following week, Walter was in a part of town he normally didn't enter. He saw a familiar figure down the block and slowed down. The boy jogged up to a door and knocked. Walter pulled to the curb a couple of houses down and waited.

The door opened and another boy came out, calling something back toward the interior of the house. Walter rolled down the window and caught the last words.

"…the library. Alex and I have to finish that project or our science teacher is gonna kill us."

Alex laughed as he repositioned his backpack and the boys strolled off down the street away from where Walter was parked. He sat there stunned as he watched them walk away. The boy with Alex was wearing a school jacket.

A high school jacket.

Alex was still in high school. Fuck! He sat there for a long time then put the car in gear and headed toward the school. He needed to know just how much trouble he was in. His excuse was flimsy but the janitor accepted it.

A few questions and he found out Alex was a junior. That meant he had been a sophomore the first time they were together. So unless he had been forced to repeat a grade or two, something Walter didn't think had ever happened, then Walter had committed statutory rape.

Walter spent the rest of the week trying to decide what to do. It was one thing to fuck an underage boy when you didn't know. It was a whole other ball game to do it once you did.

Friday night found him outside the corner store where he normally picked up Alex. When the door opened and Alex slid in beside him, he turned to look at him.

Alex knew instantly that something was wrong. Walter had circles under his eyes and he wasn't smiling or reaching to pull Alex close for a hello kiss.

"Walter, what is it?"

"How old are you?"

"What? Why are you asking?"

"Because I want to know just how much of a chicken hawk I am."

"How did you find out?"

"I was driving in a part of town I don't normally have a reason to visit. Imagine how surprised I was to see you with a friend. A friend in a high school jacket. The janitor at your school thinks you are a good kid, by the way."

"Fuck! Walter, please, I never meant to deceive you. I had just decided that I was gay. I came down here, hoping to lose my virginity to prove it to myself. Then that guy came on to me and he scared me. I didn't want my first time to be with someone like him."

"That I understand, but why didn't you tell me the truth?"

"Would you have taken me home with you if I had?"

"No."

"That's what I thought. And I really wanted you to take me home. You were my knight in shining armor. Or in your case knight with shining bald head."

Alex smiled hoping his joke would relax Walter.

"Alex…"

"No, Walter, please listen. It wasn't just that you rescued me. It was the way you did it. It was the way you looked at me. I felt safe with you. I just knew you would make my first time a happy experience. And I was right."

"Alex, under the law, I committed rape. I could go to jail for the things I've done to you."

"I wanted everything you've done. Besides you let me do things to you as well."

"Alex, I'm of age. Even the things I let you do to me would be seen as taking advantage of you by most of the world. Hell, Alex, being gay isn't even accepted by most of the world."

"It's not taking advantage when the person wants you to do the things you do. I can't stop being gay. I can't do anything about what people think about it."

"I don't think we should see each other anymore. You should be seeing someone your own age."

"I want you, Walter. I love you."

Walter looked at the boy sitting in his car. He knew the boy believed what he was saying. And god knew, he wanted to say it back to him. But he was a foolish man who had fallen in love with a boy. A boy who in a year, maybe two, would outgrow his infatuation. He still had college and the whole world to explore. Walter had a career that would be destroyed if it was learned he was out fucking high school students - the sex of the student was not important.

"You don't even know what love is. You're still a boy."

"Don't call me boy! I know I love you and I'll still love you next week, next year, fifty years from now."

The tears streaming down Alex's face almost undid him. But Walter knew he had to end this now. Before it got any worse. If he continued from this point on then he would, in his own mind, be guilty of the crime he could be charged with.

"I can't see you anymore. Go home. Finish school and go off to college. You'll find someone to love. A beautiful young man like you will have as many lovers as he wants."

"You can't mean this."

"I do, Alex. I'm sorry."

Alex looked at Walter's face; it suddenly seemed to be carved from stone. Alex stumbled from the car and ran. Hours later, he lay on his bed and planned how he would get Walter to change his mind. With the typical resilience of the young, he knew he could get what he wanted if he worked hard enough.

Walter stayed away from the gay section of town. He became very well reacquainted with his hand. Alex left notes and gifts at his door now and then, but always when he wasn't at home. It was as if the boy was making sure he wouldn't be forgotten but at the same time not risking rejection.

On Friday nights, Alex roamed, hoping to spot Walter. He avoided the many men who tried to pick him up. They held no interest for him. He wanted Walter and only Walter. Walter meanwhile tried to put the boy out of his head. That worked to a certain extent during the day. But Alex haunted his dreams.

It had been three months since they had seen each other when Walter decided he needed a hot mouth or a hot ass to come in. He headed toward his favorite club, thinking that surely by now the horny teenager had found someone new to fuck.

Alex was standing out on the sidewalk when he saw Walter's car pull into a parking space across the street. He watched as Walter headed toward a club. Alex moved toward the same club determined to get Walter's attention one way or another.

He had managed to acquire a fake ID in the last three months. Not that it mattered much, the doormen at most places looked at his crotch or his ass, not at his face. Tonight he ignored the brief grope as he pushed his way into the club. He searched the crowd for Walter and quickly found him.

He made no move toward him, instead he moved onto the dance floor. It didn't take much to get a partner. He settled into the beat of the song and kept his attention focused away from the bar where Walter was paying for his drink.

Walter leaned against the bar, checking the crowd for someone to fuck. It didn't take long for him to zero in on Alex. He watched as the boy and the man he was dancing with did a slow crotch to crotch roll with their hips.

He never even realized that he had growled deep in his throat. The second growl came when the man nuzzled against Alex's throat. By the time the guy was pulling Alex off the floor, the growl was more of a roar. The loud music kept all but the people closest to him from hearing. A couple of jaws dropped as Walter charged toward Alex and the man holding his hand.

He reached them and grabbed a handful of sable hair, bringing Alex to an abrupt halt. The green eyes looked at him with genuine surprise. Alex hadn't expected to do more than let Walter know he was still around. Having so little experience with the behavior of a territorial male, he had no idea that he had just waved a red flag.

"Walter, what…"

"Shut the fuck up. Asshole, unhand my property."

The guy took one look at the big man holding a handful of the boy's hair and headed away from them.

Alex was pulled deeper into the club toward the back room. He was trembling at the obvious anger radiating from Walter's tightly controlled frame. Walter found a corner in the maze in the back of the club. Alex was pushed against the wall and his legs kicked apart.

Walter ground against Alex from behind and his body forgot fear, his cock hardened as his heart rate sped up even more. He felt Walter's hand tearing at his pants but when he reached to help, his hand was slapped away. Alex's jeans were pushed down to his knees and a rough hand gripped his cock.

The hand worked his cock as Walter ground against his ass again. Then he felt cooler air on his naked ass as Walter stepped back.

"Don't move, boy."

Alex stood still and, in a very short time, he felt Walter's cock against his ass. A big hand wrapped around him holding him still as he heard a sound that could only be Walter spitting. The sound came again and he felt the moisture rubbed between his ass cheeks.

Alex moaned as he hung there in Walter's grasp. He knew what was coming and the rational part of him was terrified. But the primal part rejoiced in knowing Walter intended to claim him. Alex pushed back when he felt the cock head pressing against his hole.

Walter's free hand gripped his hair and turned his head. Alex opened to receive Walter's tongue. As soon as Alex was effectively gagged with Walter's mouth and tongue, Walter rammed his whole cock into the tight ass.

Alex screamed into Walter's mouth as his body convulsed and he came explosively against the wall. Walter's hand found Alex's cock and he helped the process along by stroking him. He let go of Alex's mouth and, holding him by his cock and the hand in his hair, began to fuck him violently.

Alex hung panting in Walter's arms. His cock was hardening once more. He felt Walter's lips against his ear.

"This hole," Walter thrust forward going as deep as possible. "is mine. No one fucks this hole except me."

Walter's hand tightened painfully on Alex's cock. "This meat is mine. It only goes up my ass or in my mouth."

Alex's head was turned so that he could see Walter's eyes. "And this mouth only kisses and sucks me. Do you understand, boy?"

"Yes, I understand." Alex's voice trembled but not with fear. If anything he was elated at the possessiveness of the man holding him.

"Then say it!"

Alex's eyes looked steadily at Walter as he said what Walter wanted to hear. "You and only you fucks my hole, my meat only goes in your mouth or ass, and my mouth only kisses and sucks you."

Walter's grip on Alex's dick relaxed. He kissed Alex as he pounded into the tight ass. A few more hard snaps of his hips and Alex felt the warmth of Walter's come flood him.

Walter wrapped both arms around the boy and held him as they panted. After they calmed, he stepped back and reached to pull Alex's pants up. Then he shoved his soft cock into his pants and buttoned them quickly. In the low light of the room, neither of them noticed the blood.

They didn't speak as they made their way from the club. Walter opened the passenger door of his car and Alex slipped quickly into the seat. He could feel the moisture in his pants and the burning of being so violently fucked so he shifted to take the pressure off his ass.

Walter got into the car and sat for a long minute. He finally turned grief filled eyes to look at Alex.

"What the fuck have I done?"

"Staked your claim, marked your territory." Alex smiled gently at his obviously upset lover. Because in Alex's eyes that's what he was now. Only a lover would demand the words Walter had demanded.

"Alex, I…"

"Walter, please let's go to your place to talk. I don't think this is something we can talk out sitting here in the car."

"Alex, I fucking raped you!" Walter's voice was strained as he practically yelled the words.

"It wasn't rape. I wanted you. Please, Walter, take me home. We really need to talk. I think we both know there's no going back."

Alex's hand caressed Walter's arm as he spoke. Walter stared into the green eyes, he saw no anger or fear, just love. He looked down to the hand moving so tenderly on his arm and the contrast to the way he had taken the boy was made even more horrible to him.

"I don't think I should, Alex. How can you stand to be near me?"

"It's simple, Walter. I belong to you now and you belong to me."

Brown eyes rose to stare at the boy who had summed up their lives so neatly. He reached to put the key in the ignition and started the car. They were silent on the way home. Alex rode with his hand on Walter's leg, something he hadn't done in the past.

Walter stewed in his shame all the way home. He still couldn't believe Alex hadn't run from him the minute he stepped back from him in the club. Alex was quiet as he tried to decide what he could say to make Walter understand how he felt about what had happened.

When they reached the house, Alex excused himself to go to the bathroom. He took one look at the blood on his underwear and knew Walter would freak out if he found out that Alex had bled. Alex dropped them in the sink running cold water over them as he cleaned up quickly. By the time Walter called through the door, he had the bloodstains washed out.

"Alex, are you all right? Do you need anything?"

Alex rolled them up and dropped his other clothes on top of them, before he opened the door and smiled, "I'm fine."

Walter looked at Alex standing there naked and stepped back quickly.

"Why did you undress? I thought you wanted to talk?"

"I do want to talk. We've had conversations when I was naked before."

"We've never had anything this serious to discuss."

Alex moved forward into Walter's personal space. He slipped an arm around Walter and leaned against him.

"Probably the most serious discussion I'll ever have with you. All the more reason to have no barriers between us."

"How did you get to be so mature at your age?"

"My mother says I was born old. Can we go get comfortable while we talk?"

Walter pulled away and headed back toward the living room. Alex had been hoping for the bedroom but understood Walter was going to take some convincing. Walter sat in his easy chair and Alex knew he was trying to put distance between them. Since he didn't think Walter would let him sit in his lap, he dropped down on the floor next to the chair.

"What are you doing down there?"

"I need to be close to you while we talk so it's this, we move to the sofa or I sit in your lap. Which would you prefer?"

Walter frowned, "The sofa."

He felt bad enough without having the boy kneeling at his feet like a slave. They moved to the sofa and Alex sat close but didn't touch.

"Walter, first I want to tell you that I understand that you don't want to feel like you are robbing the cradle. I know you aren't the chicken hawk type. That pedophilia is the last thing you would do. But I want you to understand that the night we met I was looking to lose my virginity."

"I think I figured that out."

"Yes, but have you realized how very lucky I feel that it was you?"

"Why? What I did tonight didn't change how you feel about me?"

"I was lucky that you care how your partner feels during sex, that you are so generous. As for what you did tonight…felt to me like you were making me yours. Am I wrong?"

Walter looked at Alex sitting so calmly waiting for his answer. Was that what he had been doing? It was that and so much more. Walter had never felt possessive of a lover before. Boys had come and gone over the years. How had this one taken him over? Had he finally fallen in love?

"No, you aren't wrong. I was trying to claim you. I had no right to do that. I certainly had no right to be so brutal with you."

"Did you miss the fact that I came, twice?"

"Twice?"

"Yeah. I think you were a little distracted by your own climax and missed the second time."

"Well, that still doesn't excuse what I did. I didn't have on a condom, Alex."

"I know. But it doesn't matter. You get tested regularly and the last one was negative, wasn't it?"

"Yes, but…"

"No buts, unless you've been seeing someone else?"

"No, only you since the night we met."

"And since I've only been with you, we don't have to worry about that."

"So, are you telling me that you like the idea of belonging to a fucking caveman?"

"Just so long as the caveman belongs to me."

"I love you, Alex."

Alex threw himself into Walter's lap and pressed his trembling lips to Walter's. Walter's arms wrapped around him, returning the kiss joyfully. When the kiss ended, Alex shifted trying to find a more comfortable position.

"You're sore. I'm sorry, Alex."

"Think we might go snuggle on the bed and take the pressure off my ass?"

"I've got a better idea. Why don't you fuck me? I think it's definitely your turn."

Alex smiled, jumped up and headed toward the bedroom. Walter followed, stripping off his shirt as he went. Alex was turning down the bed when Walter discovered the bloodstains on his own underwear.

"God! Alex, why didn't you tell me I made you bleed?"

"Shit! I was trying to save you feeling any more guilt."

Walter moved to the bedside, "Get on the bed and let me look."

"Walter, I'm fine, really. I wasn't bleeding when we got here. I'm sore but I'll be fine."

"Don't argue with me. You don't want the caveman to wrestle you to the bed do you?"

Alex giggled as Walter frowned at him.

"This isn't funny, Alex. I could have seriously injured you."

"It was the picture of you in a Fred Flintstone outfit with a club over your shoulder that made me laugh. I'll let you examine me on one condition."

"What's that?"

"That no matter how it looks you won't go back to thinking I should be leaving you. You're stuck with me now."

"I agree."

Alex lay across the bed near the edge and waited for Walter to inspect him. The hands that opened him were gentle. The gasp made him twist to look at Walter.

"I can't believe you still want to be with me after I did that to you."

"I'll heal, Walter. Now, didn't you say I could fuck you?"

"Yeah, I did."

Walter moved to allow Alex to get up. Then Walter lay down and shoved the pillow under his ass. He watched as Alex opened the drawer and pulled out the lube and a condom.

"What's that for?"

"Huh?"

"I think you deserve to do me raw, Alex. I want you to."

Alex's hand shook as he dropped the condom back in the drawer. The lube was dropped on the table for later. Alex crawled between Walter's legs, lying on the other man's chest he kissed him. They both knew this would be a night they would never forget.

They spent several minutes kissing as their cocks rubbed against each other. Alex arching his head back to give Walter access to his throat. Alex's fingers tweaking Walter's nipples until the pressure built to the point of desperation.

"Alex, now, please! Inside me!"

Alex scrambled off Walter and reached for the lube. Walter smiled as the trembling hand spread lube over Alex's dick. He raised his legs as Alex positioned himself between them. Reaching down Walter guided Alex to him.

Once the head had breached the muscle ring, Walter grabbed Alex's ass and pulled him forward, impaling himself violently. Alex gasped at the suddenness of the action.

"Walter!"

"Fuck me, Alex. Fuck me as hard as I fucked you. Make me yours, the way I made you mine."

Alex moaned. He pulled out all but the tip and then slammed back inside Walter. A loud "Yes!" from Walter telling him it was all right. He pumped into his lover, thrusting as hard and deeply as he could. Wanting to mark his territory as Walter had marked his.

When he knew he was close, he started speaking.

"This hole is mine. No one fucks this hole except me."

Alex's hand wrapped around Walter's cock. "This meat is mine. It only goes up my ass or in my mouth."

Alex bent his head to kiss Walter. "And this mouth only kisses and sucks me. Do you understand, old man?"

"I understand. You, only you fucks my hole. My meat only fucks your ass and mouth. And my mouth will only kiss and suck you. Make me come, boy."

"Sassy bastard, aren't you?"

Alex stroked Walter's cock hard as he plunged inside and let go. His last thought was that it was a good thing Walter didn't live in an apartment, the neighbors would have thought Alex was killing him.

And thus began a relationship that would last for a lifetime.

TBC

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