Nightmares and Fairytales

Running Late and Blow Jobs

Gage POV

“Why can’t we just go and see her? She’s our mate! This is unheard of! Why did the Fates give our group the same mate?! What does it mean? Will she be forced to choose by our parents? The Ruling Courts? The Military? What about the Council? Gage! Are you listening to me?” Don’t get me wrong, I love Ajaxx, we are best friends, brothers, and lovers; and he takes my d**k like a champ…in both holes. But his incessant questions- to which I had no answers- one right after the other is making me feel like wrapping my hand around his throat and shoving his face into the wall just to shut him up. Or my c**k in his mouth would work too… That tends to keep him occupied for a while. Great, now my d**k’s hard and we are headed into a meeting with the others of our team and the Military Generals to go over our last mission, where we found our fated mate. The ‘Monster Military’ as it’s commonly referred as, is what a lot of supernaturals will join when they have no where else to turn, or they are criminals given a choice of jail time or service time. Most choose service time, especially if their prison time is longer than the mandatory service time.

I hated the criminals who joined to get out of prison. They didn’t want to work, didn’t want to be here, were highly disrespectful, and had no sense of pride in helping the supernaturals stay hidden by helping our people in need. We are trained to protect, not wage war. Not like the humans version of a military, we actually kept to ourselves and only interfered if it directly affected one of our own; aka- supernaturals. The only time we involved humans was when someone had seen too much and wasn’t qualified to be mind wiped due to either how much they’ve seen or how traumatized or injured they were. Of course, there is also the rare humans who are either the fated mate to a supernatural, or get turned into one. Being turned into one of us is so extremely hard, only 1 in about 1,000 survive the process.

With all things, being the literal son of Dracula had both perks and drawbacks. I had advanced speed, senses, healing abilities- of course it was extremely hard to wound me enough to cause significant damage. I also didn’t burn in the sun or have a bad reaction to garlic as the human folklore stated. I think my dad started all the rumors just to keep us hidden from humans. If we didn’t have the reactions, we usually weren’t found out. Also, we drank blood from other supernaturals, not humans. Human blood was not sustainable to us; we required certain…nutrients as it were. Ok fine, it was magic. We literally fed off of the magic in supernatural blood. Plus human blood tasted disgusting. As I was deep in thought, I hadn’t realized Ajaxx was still going on and rambling about who knew what at this point because I hadn’t been paying attention and heard a word the man said.

Ajaxx was a male of beauty to look at, and a complete beast in bed. At 30 years old, 6ft 6 inches tall, stacked muscles common in Alpha werewolves- but bigger since he came from the royal line and they all were much larger than the average alpha. Being a Prince of the Werewolves in America was a big deal. Everyone either feared his position, or wanted to exploit it. Brown shaggy hair paired well with his honey golden brown eyes. Mega watt, pearly white perfect smile. All 4 of his canines were slightly elongated and wanted me to see his ‘Freshly f****d’ face just to see his mouth agape with that hint of fang. Gorgeous. Eyes all glazed and watery with tears trailing down his naturally tan face into the permanent 5 o’clock shadow on his cheeks, flushed from roots to toes, drool and a little snot running down his chin. Panting hard trying to catch his breath.

Fuck, that image wasn’t helpful at all for my raging hard on. I glanced around and saw a janitors/maintenance closet. Bingo. Ajaxx was still rambling and so distracted he didn’t even notice my scent of arousal yet. I grab his hand and start to drag him to the closet. He keeps talking, wow he is well and truly distracted, I can fix that. Poor pup, I’ll get him out of his head in just a moment. I’m nice like that.

I open the door, already determining that it was empty by listening for heartbeats, and unceremoniously shove him in and follow in. I shut the door and flick on the light. The male has finally shut up and eyes me with heat. His breathing deepens and his pulse quickens in anticipation. It’s always a guess as to which hole I use and abuse. And fill; Gods do I fill him. As big in the c**k department as supernaturals are, my team and I are…bigger. My d**k is 12.5 inches long, flaccid, and 5 inches in girth. Now, when I’m hard as a rock, like right now, I am nearly 15 inches in length and almost 7.5 in girth. I lunged at him and slammed him into the wall behind him. I didn’t pay attention to the shelving unit next to us on the next wall since they didn’t even move or sway from the force of impact, perfect. I gave him a rough and claiming kiss. I forced, not really, he loves it, my tongue in his mouth as he let out a guttural moan. His entire body relaxed and went soft; well, except his huge c**k. That monster was almost as big as mine, except his has a knot at the base. His nearly 13-inch d**k had a 6-inch girth until you got to the knot itself, then it was nearly 10 inches in diameter when fully dilated. As I dominated his mouth I unhooked my belt and undid my pants and pushed them down far enough to let my raging c**k out and let my balls get some air.

I have known Ajaxx since was 18 years old and came to the base for training. The second I saw him- the male was muscular back then too- I knew; my d**k belonged in his holes and his body and soul belonged to me. I befriended him with the intention of seducing him, then f**k his brains out so much he never wanted to leave and swore a blood oath that he would never leave me for another. I trained him in and out of the bedroom for years. He knew when we were together, his arms are to be by his side at all times until I told him otherwise. If he disobeyed, I stopped completely and walked away. No matter how much he begged, pleaded, bargained, or apologized; or how hard and horny I was. He did what he was told or there would be consequences. Plain and simple.

I grabbed his hair at the back of his head with one hand and shoved down on his shoulder with the other. He dropped to his knees with a thud and zero resistance. f*****g lovely. Precum was leaking from me like a faucet. We both stilled as we heard footsteps and murmurs from passersby. When they were finally out of ear shot, I shoved my d**k in his open mouth all the way to the base and planted his face where my pubic hair would be if I was human- vampires didn’t have hair in their genital areas. I sighed, knowing I was in heaven from the sensation alone. The most wonderful thing about Ajaxx that I learned early on wasn’t that he was bisexual like most supes; no, it was that he had no gag reflex. The hand that had been on his shoulder moved to his throat. I felt my c**k going in and out of his esophagus as I f****d his face like a mad man and my life depended on it. By Gods, the noises this male made when he got f****d just made it that much harder to last long. He worked his throat on my c**k by swallowing and flexing it whenever he could.

The feel of his mouth was heavenly, but being able to squeeze his throat with my hand and feel my d**k tunneling in and out of it was absolutely euphoric. As gorgeous as the sight of Ajaxxs’ pleasure-transfixed face was; my eyes rolled back in my head as I f****d his face and before I knew it the tingles in my spine started. I pumped faster, harder; I was punishing him for making me c*m too soon. Did it make sense? No. Did the both of us love that I was doing it anyway? Abso-f*****g-lutely. All too soon I was cumming down his throat so I pushed all the way in and stayed there as I grunted while I filled his stomach with my seed. His eyes watered and tears streamed down his face; which was turning red from the lack of oxygen- so when I could feel that I was almost done, I pulled back until there was just the tip and 2 inches left in his mouth. He knew to open up and let me watch as my thick c*m filled his mouth with his tongue sticking out and dripping in saliva and my sperm. f*****g A, we’d never make the meeting if he kept looking so Gods-damned fuckable.

When the last of my c*m left my d**k, he closed his lips around my tip and sucked every last drop out of me. By the time he was done we were both breathing heavy. However, I noticed he was fidgeting and shifting around while still on his knees. Ah, the good boy hadn’t c*m yet. Well then, allow me to fix that.

“You were very good today puppy. You kept your hands to yourself and you waited to finish. You have been such a good boy I’m going to reward you, stand up pup.” I said, excitement and heat at being praised made his eyes light up as he quickly got to his feet. His hard on made a tent in his dark blue jeans. Ouch, that had to be uncomfortable, good. I liked it when he squirmed, it gave me more opportunities to spank is ass red, then f**k him for longer than would be tolerable for most people.

I dropped myself to my knees and his breathing hitched in anticipation. My puppy loved getting his c**k sucked, by me or Draco- one of my teammates- more than Ronan – another teammate. Ronan wasn’t bad, but his gag reflex was so sensitive he had to be sedated at the dentist for f***s sake. Draco and I, like Ajaxx, had no gag reflex and we loved torturing his little prostate while we sucked his brains out.

“Play with your n*****s, after you drop your pants to the floor and spread your legs as far as you can to give me access to that tight ass of yours. You’ve been a good boy today; I’ll finger f**k you and give that prostate a nice massage while I swallow you whole. And later, if you continue to be a good boy, Draco and I will double stuff you. I know how much you love our 2 c***s buried in that tight hole of yours. Who knows; Draco may even be convinced to impregnate you this time. We all know you want his egg in your belly.” I say lowly and what I know to be seductively.

Everyone in our group knew that Draco, being the Alpha King of the Dragons, was able to impregnate anyone of any gender or species. His sperm held some type of magical egg thing that traveled through his d**k with the sperm into a ‘host’ until it was a month old, then the host would; for lack of a better term, birth, the egg. Literally an egg, like a f*****g chicken; but in this case a dragon egg. The egg was then incubated for the duration of the time it needed before it hatched into the baby creature it would be mixed with from the host. Depending on what species he bred with would determine the length of gestation I believe. If he bred with Ajaxx, the baby would be half dragon, half royal werewolf.

I refocus on my puppy when he makes a whining noise and that’s when I notice he has done everything I instructed him to do.

“I’m sorry puppy. I got lost in the image of you round with Draco’s egg and I got distracted. Won’t happen again pup.” I say to him as I grab his fat c**k, dripping in so much precum it’s basically a river and making a puddle on the floor. I lick it up on his head and give it a little kiss as I stroke him from root to tip. Big boy, 13.5 inches long when hard and a good 6 inches in girth. f**k he tasted like he smelled; cinnamon apples. It’s why his parents named him Applejacks, after the cereal not the freaking weird ponies the humans were obsessed with. So tasty in fact, I swallowed him whole all at once, at the same time I shoved my index and middle fingers in his ass and pressed on his prostate. He howled, literally, in pleasure and started crying for permission for release. His c**k twitching in my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down in a fast pace consistent with me finger f*****g him into oblivion. His thighs were shaking from the force it was taking him to not c*m yet. Well he has been a good boy, I’ll let him c*m, plus we were already really late for our meeting. I pulled off his c**k with a pop but kept working his prostate.

“Count to 5 and then you can c*m my puppy.” I tell him and start sucking again. As soon as that 5 seconds were up, he erupted in my mouth with a hoarse shout. My Gods he was delicious. I could spend all day in bed with him, just alternating sucking and f*****g him. Hell, we’ve done it before, though we had nothing to do that day unlike today. I swallowed all of him and sucked every drop out of his urethra. Damn, the urge to bury myself in his ass and fill him up until his toned and muscular belly was distended from all the c*m I’ve dumped in him was almost too overwhelming.

I looked down at my watch, simple military grade and black, and saw we were already 15 minutes late. s**t, there’s no way I can f**k his ass right now and not end up in more trouble than we were already in. 15 to 20 minutes late is a lot easier to explain away to the Generals, than over an hour. We’d most likely end up in the hole- the dungeon we kept for prisoners in the basement of the palace we turned into the Military base of operations over 1,000 years ago.

While I was having my musings; I had stood up bringing Ajaxxs’ pants with me and righted them. Ajaxx on the other hand was still catching his breath. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly agape with that little hint of fang that got me rock hard again in less that a second, as he sucked in air like he sucked in my c**k and c*m. Oomph, if I keep up with this train of thought we will never make the meeting and be in serious, serious trouble. I righted my own pants and leaned in against him and gave him a toe-curling kiss, mixing both of our flavors in our mouths. His hands were pressed into the wall behind him; my guess is that they were holding him up since his legs were still shaking like a leaf in a wind storm. His eyes popped open and were still very much glazed and teary with the occasional tear streaking down his cheek. Freshly f****d is the best look on him in my opinion.

I pulled back and grabbed his hand, both walking out of the closet and ran down the deserted, marbled, and ostentatious hallway. As we neared the conference room we were supposed to be at, I slowed us down. We both stopped outside the large and ornately carved double wooden doors with metal detailing. I straightened both of our clothing, Ajaxx was still very much out of it- he tended to be for a while after having intense orgasms. Good enough I suppose. I turned him towards the doors and stepped up and pushed them open.