This must have been what it felt like to be an animal at the zoo. To have people looking at you, pointing at you, and talking about you constantly. In this instance, the people were all men, and they were here to bid on someone, guy or girl, to carry their child. Most of the men here looked like they didn't deserve to be parents, and Wesley would have to go home with one of them. Wesley would have to go home with the highest bidder where he would be forced to have sex with them and carry their child.

That was assuming that anyone bid on him. Nobody had his past few years here. He had too much of a mouth and nobody wanted to deal with that. To find an interested buyer, his mother was now offering to have his tongue cut out. As if all of this weren't degrading enough.

There was a man talking to her now, a vast improvement over all of the other men that had approached her. When he was done talking to her, he walked up to Wesley, like many men had already done, but unlike the others, who had only made degrading comments, this one actually spoke to him instead of at him. "Your mother told me she's willing to cut out your tongue as part of the sale. She says you really got a mouth on you."

Wesley didn't answer, despite liking this man more than all of the others. Wesley would even go so far as to say he was attractive.

"She hasn't already cut out your tongue, has she?"

"No."

The man smiled at him. "So what is it about your mouth that gets you into so much trouble?"

Wesley sighed. "I tend to not censor what I say."

"For example…"

"For example, the majority of the men here should not be having children. This whole thing is barbaric. And then there's you. You seem like someone who should have children, but you also look like you could find someone to bear your children on your own so I can't understand why you are here." Wesley wondered if he had gone too far like he normally did, but the man just smiled at him.

Wesley felt something akin to disappointment when the man left without placing a bid on him. Wesley watched as more disgusting men either walked by or made snide comments, or placed a bid on him.

Wesley had been sitting there for hours when the man came back around again. This time he pulled up a chair. "What's your name?"

"Wesley. What's yours?"

"Will. If you weren't here right now then what would you be doing?"

"Reading." This felt like an interview and he hoped it was. He also hoped he passed, though he wasn't going to lie to do so."

"You're nineteen, right?"

"Yeah. How old are you?"

"Thirty-two. There are quite a few people who have placed bids on you."

Wesley didn't say anything. He was waiting for the question.

"Out of all the people who bid on you, who do you want to go home with?"

"You."

"Even if I were to take your mom's offer and have your tongue cut out?"

"Yes." The answer was easy. No matter who he went home with today, he would likely have his tongue cut out. Will was still the better choice.

"Are you telling me what you think I want to hear?"

Wesley snorted.

"Good answer."

"You wouldn't take my mom up on her offer, would you?"

Will laughed. "Definitely not." A lot more quietly he added, "I have a large house. One of the rooms is a library."

Wesley's eyes widened.

"One last question. If this were a different situation, and I had just asked you out on a date, would you have said yes?"

Wesley looked Will up and down and thought about the brief conversation they had just had. "Yes."

"Maybe I should have asked you that question before I told you about my library."

Wesley offered him a smile. It was a small one, but it was a real one. He couldn't remember the last time he had had a reason to smile.

"And he smiles." Will got up and went to talk to his mother. He hoped that Will having a big house meant that he had a lot of money and could outbid everyone else.

Will spent more time with Wesley's mother than he should have if he was just placing a bid. It looked like they were negotiating. They shook hands, so Wesley assumed they had come to an agreement. Will walked back over to Wesley. "As much as I would love to take you right now, I can't. I've promised to pay four times the amount of the highest bid, so I think we should be okay. I should be back in time anyway. In the meantime, I thought I would get some shopping done. What kind of clothes do you want?"

"Are you planning on taking me out often?"

"Do you like going out?"

"No."

"Then we won't go out." Will pulled a small pad of paper and a pen out of his pocket. They discussed Wesley's clothing preferences and sizes and then moved on to what foods he liked. "Okay, I think I have everything. I'll be back."

Wesley wasn't sure whether he should believe him or not and it must have shown.

"I will be. I promise. You're mine, okay?"

Wesley nodded, so Will left and Wesley had to endure more of the most disgusting guys possible.

It wasn't like this for all child bearers. Those born to wealthier families didn't have to go through this. Wesley and his mother weren't wealthy, but they weren't poor either. His mother was just being greedy. She had known she would do this since the day he was born. She had had Wesley tattooed when he was just a child. It was a mark on his left hand, a mark that let everyone know that he was worthless, that one day he would be bought. He was bottom rung.

Wesley had endured special classes with other child bearers. He knew all about pregnancy and birth and raising a child. Though he had been pushed to become as flexible as possible, he had never been taught the art of pleasuring a man. He had always found that a bit strange.

Wesley could only hope that his children with Will would not carry the child bearing gene. He wouldn't want this life for his kids.

He wondered what was wrong with Will, what could bring a man like him to a place like this. Wesley wondered if he should worry. Maybe Will had some strange interests. Wesley would have to do them for Will if that was what Will wanted. Essentially, Wesley was a slave.

As he waited for Will to come back, he kept himself entertained, and horrified, at the kind of person that Will could turn out to be. It was nearing the end of the day and Will still hadn't returned. Maybe he wasn't going to come back for Wesley and then Wesley would have to go home with one of the more disgusting men. Wesley could feel a depression settling over him. He hadn't even realized that he had been happy. He had actually been looking forward to going home with Will.

"Sorry I'm late."

Wesley's head shot up. Will was standing in front of him. Relief flooded through Wesley but he didn't acknowledge Will.

"You didn't think I'd leave you here, did you?"

Wesley didn't answer and Will's face fell. "I guess you would think that. You can stop thinking like that now. You're going to be happy with me. I've already paid your mother, so let's go."

Wesley stood up and followed Will out of the building and to his car. Wesley was about to get into the passenger side when Will stopped him. "Open your mouth for me."

Confused, Wesley complied.

"Just making sure your mother didn't cut out your tongue. I thought you wanted to come home with me?"

Wesley nodded. Will didn't look convinced, but he let Wesley get in the car. Will tried a couple of different times to get Wesley talking, but Wesley just sat there in silence. Yes he had wanted to go home with Will, but only because he was going to be forced to go home with somebody. Wesley would much rather be on his own. Maybe he would lock himself in the library when they got to Will's house.

Will hadn't been lying about the big house. This place was huge. Briefly, Wesley wondered if he was going to have to clean it. As if he could read Wesley's mind, Will spoke up. "I have a maid that comes in and cleans, but I do the cooking myself."

Wesley looked at Will and Will shrugged. "I like to cook."

Will gave him a tour of the house that ended in the master bedroom where there was a huge pile of bags on the bed.

"You can go ahead and shower if you want. All of your toiletries are in the bathroom. I figured we would keep things simple tonight. I'll order a pizza while you're in the shower. Does that sound okay?"

Wesley just nodded and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. There were bags piled on the counter in here. It would seem that Will had spared no expense. Wesley took some time to go through the items and get them set up in the bathroom before finally dropping his clothes and stepping into the blissfully hot shower. He just stood under the water for a few minutes, soaking up the heat, allowing his tense muscles to be soothed.

He washed himself quickly and after drying off, he wrapped the towel around his waist to go back into the bedroom. He shouldn't bother because Will would be seeing him completely naked soon anyway. Wesley hesitated at the bathroom door debating about the towel. He sighed and dropped the towel, walking out into the bedroom completely naked. Will was sitting on the bed organizing and folding all of Wesley's new clothes.

Will had looked up briefly when Wesley had walked into the room, but he had immediately gone back to the work he was doing. Wesley was grateful that Will had kept himself from taking in Wesley's naked form.

When Wesley reached the bed, Will handed him a pair of pajamas. Wesley slid the bottoms on, but left the tee off for now.

"The pizza is on the way. Do you feel better now?"

Wesley shrugged. When Will didn't push any further, Wesley began helping him with the clothes. The doorbell rang and Will left Wesley alone with a pile of clothes. He figured the folding could be finished later, so he put on his tee and headed downstairs. Will was already bringing the pizzas to the kitchen so Wesley followed him there.

"I figured we could eat in the living room in front of the TV since you aren't talking."

That made Wesley feel guilty, but he couldn't bring himself to speak up. Will handed him a plate with pizza and a glass of soda. Wesley stood there, watching as Will fixed his own plate. He wanted to say thanks because he knew if somebody else had bought him he wouldn't be treated this nicely. The words kept getting caught in his throat though.

Will had noticed that Wesley was watching and had stopped what he was doing, waiting for Wesley. Wesley leaned in and kissed Will's cheek, the beard tickling his face. When he pulled away, Will was smiling at him so he figured mission accomplished. He brought his food to the couch and Will was right behind him. They ate in silence, watching some ridiculous horror movie.

Will took both of their plates into the kitchen when they were done. He found Wesley shivering when he came back.

"Are you cold?"

Wesley nodded. Will pulled the throw from the back of the couch and handed it to Wesley. Wesley hadn't even noticed it was back there. Will sat down and pulled Wesley to him. Will was warm and Wesley found himself relaxing against Will's body.

"Do you get cold easily?"

Wesley nodded.

"Good thing I give off heat like a furnace then."

Wesley didn't say anything or nod, but he agreed.

"Wesley, can I ask you a few personal questions?"

Wesley nodded.

"Has anyone but you ever touched you?"

Wesley shook his head.

"Really? Never?"

Wesley turned his head and just looked at Will.

"Okay, okay. What about kissing. Have you ever kissed anyone?"

Wesley shook his head. When it didn't seem like Will was going to ask him any more questions, Wesley got comfortable against Will once again. Will had an arm around him and was lightly stroking his fingers along Wesley's arm. Wesley was surprisingly comfortable and he found himself starting to drift off.

"Are you sleepy?"

Wesley nodded, barely moving his head at all.

"Wesley."

Slowly Wesley turned his head and looked up at Will. Will cupped his cheek gently. He wondered if Will was going to kiss him and he realized that a part of him really wanted Will to kiss him. Will leaned down and pressed their lips together. It was chaste and brief and Wesley wanted more.

Will pressed their lips together again, moving them against Wesley's. Wesley mimicked Will's movements, hoping that he was getting it right.

"We should move to the bedroom," Will murmured against his lips. Wesley swallowed hard.

"Relax. We're not going to have sex."

Wesley looked at him questionably. Will smiled at him. "We have time, Wesley. We'll do it when you're ready."

Wesley let out a breath he hadn't even been aware that he was holding and got off the couch. He was even luckier than he had realized. Will wasn't going to push him into doing anything he didn't want to do. He had assumed that anyway but now he had confirmation from Will himself.

He and Will finished putting away his clothes and Wesley got into bed as Will went to the bathroom. Wesley had his eyes clothes and was very nearly asleep when Will spoke up. "How do you normally sleep?"

Wesley opened his eyes to look up at Will. "Like this. Tee and pajama bottoms. What about you?"

Will gave him a look that Wesley interpreted as Will telling him he slept with nothing on.

"Oh. Well, you may as well just sleep however you normally do."

Will slid out of his clothes, all of them, and walked over to the bed. Will was definitely a good looking guy.

"You spoke. I was afraid it was going to take longer than that."

Wesley realized that he had spoken and he hadn't even been aware of it. "Guess I'm not as nervous as I was."

Will slid into the bed next to him. "You're sill pretty nervous, but I know something that will help you relax." He slid right up against Wesley, laying a hand on his shoulder and leaning down to kiss him. It was easier this time now that Wesley knew what to expect, and it was easy enough to relax into Will's gentle kisses.

Wesley found himself winding his arms around Will and Will must have decided that Wesley was more comfortable because he suddenly decided to change things. Will licked at Wesley's lips and instinctively Wesley parted them. Before he could even think through that decision, Will's tongue was in his mouth. Wesley couldn't stop the soft moan as Will's tongue touched his, but then he gasped, his eyes widening as he broke the kiss with Will. Will, not bothered by Wesley's abruptness in ending the kiss, kissed along his jaw and cheek.

"Are you hard?" Will asked. Wesley nodded, completely surprised by his reaction. He hadn't thought it would be so easy to become aroused, not when he was being forced into this, except that he actually wasn't being forced.

"Would you like a hand with that?"

Wesley was nervous, but he wanted to know what it would feel like to have someone else touch him, to have Will touch him. Wesley nodded and Will grabbed the covers, tossing them off of both of them, never once pulling his lips away from Wesley's face. Will tugged at Wesley's tee and Wesley let him take it off. Their eyes locked after the tee was off, Wesley propping himself up on his elbows. He swallowed hard at Will's intense gaze and then, like his eyes had a mind of their own, he broke the gaze to look down, wanting to see if Will was hard like he was. Will was, but before Wesley could take the time to appreciate it, Will was pushing him back onto the bed.

Will let his hand wander down to the top of Wesley's pajama bottoms. "Can I take these off?"

There wasn't a good reason for Wesley to say no. Will had already seen him naked, though only briefly, but it was going to happen anyway so he just nodded. Will took them off and then just looked at Wesley. He could feel himself beginning to blush but then Will was lying next to him again. "You're beautiful, you know."

Wesley snorted.

"Oh but you are. Can't you feel how much I want you?" Will pressed against Wesley and Wesley could feel Will's length against him. Wesley didn't know what to say but Will didn't give him a chance. He kissed Wesley gently as he lightly trailed his fingers down Wesley's chest and stomach, making Wesley's muscles quiver.

Will grasped Wesley's length in his hand and he deepened the kiss as he sped up his hand. Wesley moaned into Will's mouth until finally he was close, and broke the kiss. When orgasm overtook him, he cried out and arched off the bed, the single handjob from Will more intense than anything he had done on his own.

He lie there with a goofy smile on his face, Will smiling down at him. Then Will's face was gone. Wesley managed to turn his head to look at Will, who was now jerking off next to him. Wesley watched as Will came and couldn't help thinking that next time he wanted to be the one to do that to Will. After Will had gotten his breathing under control, he grabbed some tissues and cleaned them both off.

Wesley was nearly asleep when Will shut the light off. Wesley was surprised when Will slid right up next to him and threw an arm around him. "Is this okay?"

Wesley didn't answer. He didn't need to. He rolled onto his side and sighed as he pressed even closer to Will. He fell asleep easily.

When Wesley woke up he was still in Will's arms. Wesley found that he didn't really mind.

Wesley was watching Will when his eyes opened. Will smiled and leaned in to kiss him. It was amazingly easy to relax into the kiss. He liked kissing. He wouldn't mind doing more of this.

Will rolled Wesley onto his back, moving his lips down to Wesley's neck. Wesley froze and Will lifted off of Wesley's neck to look at him. "I just wanna get you off again. Should I skip the foreplay?"

He couldn't tell if Will was teasing him or not. Wesley's mouth was hanging open as he thought of something to say. Will leaned down and kissed him. "I guess I'll skip the foreplay then."

Wesley was tempted to tell Will no, but he wanted Will's hand on him again, so he kept his mouth shut. But Will didn't put his hands on him. Wesley let out a surprised gasp as Will's mouth closed around him. Wesley twisted his hands into the sheets at the fell of that wet heat surrounding him.

"Not gonna last," he warned. Will groaned around him and that was it. Wesley came hard. Will slid up the bed and lie down next to Wesley.

"Do you need me to take care of you?" he asked when he could focus again.

"I kind of don't need it," Will murmured against Wesley's cheek.

"You already came?"

Will nodded against his cheek. Wesley frowned. "I wanted to do it."

Will chuckled. "There will be plenty of time for that. Don't worry."

Wesley smiled and sat up. "So what are we doing today?"

"Whatever you want to do."

Wesley stood up and stretched. "In that case, I just want to hang around here today." He went to the bathroom to freshen up. He threw on some clothes to lounge around in as Will took his turn in the bathroom.

"So if we're staying in today then what are we doing?"

Wesley shrugged. "I figured we'd just hang out."

"You mean sit in front of the TV all day?"

Wesley laughed. "Exactly."

Will pulled him for a hug and kissed the top of his head. "You go get on the couch and I'll cook us breakfast, okay?"

"Okay," Wesley agreed. He went down to the living room and sat down on the couch, flipping on the television.

Wesley actually felt happy. He had figured that being with Will would definitely be better than any of those other men that had wanted to purchase him, but he really hadn't imagined it would be this good. He felt like he could actually be in a real relationship with Will.

After breakfast Will joined Wesley on the couch.

"Don't you have to work?" Wesley asked.

"Already trying to get rid of me I see."

"No, that's not… no."

Will laughed. "Relax. I was just giving you a hard time. I took a couple of days off so you could get comfortable with me."

"Oh. Well, thanks."

Will pulled Wesley into his arms and they watched TV for a while, but then Will started kissing him. Nothing much at first. A kiss to the top of his head, a couple to the cheek, a few along his neck, but then Wesley turned to face him, and he honestly wasn't sure if had done that on purpose or not, but then Will was kissing him on the lips.

Will gently pushed him down onto the couch and they lie there in a tangle of limbs, making out. It was nice. It was more than nice. Wesley forgot about everything else in the world. It was just him and Will, and the feel of Will's mouth on his, the feel of Will's hands roaming his body.

They had been making out for a while, possibly hours, Wesley didn't know, when Will suggested they move things to the bedroom. Wesley had been hard for a while now, and he knew Will was too. A couple of times their erections had brushed together and even through their clothes Wesley could feel the heat and the hardness of Will.

He agreed to move things to the bedroom. Once there, Wesley made quick work of his clothes and hurried onto the bed. He thought Will would be on the bed just as fast as he was, but he was standing there half-dressed, just staring at Wesley.

"What?" Wesley asked, feeling the beginnings of a blush. Will shook his head and smiled. "Nothing." He took the rest of his clothes off and joined Wesley on the bed. They resumed their kissing, hands roaming over bare skin instead of clothes.

Wesley shivered under Will's touch. Will kissed his way down Wesley's body, pushing Wesley's knees back to his chest. Wesley was going to say something because he thought Will was going to let Wesley wait a little longer on the sex, but his train of thought was cut off when Will's mouth was on him once again.

Will didn't stay there long though. Wesley let out a disappointed whimper when Will pulled off of him, but rather than making his way back up Wesley's body, he stayed between Wesley's legs. He could feel Will's breath ghosting along his skin. Wesley was about to say something, but then Will licked him there and Wesley couldn't remember what he was going to say.

When he got no complaint from Wesley, he did it again. Wesley couldn't suppress a groan and Will took that as encouragement because he kept licking. Will used the broad flat of his tongue to lick a stripe over the hole, and then the tip to tease at the hole itself. It was a delicious torture as Will's tongue probed yet again at his entrance. Wesley wondered what it would feel like inside of him. He wasn't loose enough though. Knowing enough to know that Will's fingers would get involved, he still had to know. "More. Please," he begged.

Will moaned against him and then held up his fingers to Wesley's mouth. Wesley didn't even think, he just took them into his mouth to wet them, though he couldn't help wondering when he got so bold.

Will pulled them out of his mouth and gently began pushing one into him. Wesley tensed, but Will ran his tongue along where his finger was, and it didn't take long for Wesley to relax. Soon the finger was all the way in. Will moved it inside of him, and once Wesley had adjusted, Will added a second finger, all the while still licking around his hole.

The stretch of a second finger burned, but Will gave him time to adjust, and pain soon turned to pleasure, especially when Will ran his fingers over Wesley's prostate. Sparks exploded behind his eyes.

When Will pulled his fingers out, Wesley tried to follow. Will chuckled. "Relax. I'm going to make you feel good." And Will was definitely not lying. He pushed his tongue inside of Wesley and Wesley lost any coherent thought he may have had. A few minutes of Will's tongue inside of him and Wesley was coming. Will licked up the mess as Wesley tried to get his breathing under control.

Will made his way up Wesley's body, nuzzling at his jaw. "Can I kiss you?"

Wesley thought it was strange that Will would ask that, but then he remembered where Will's mouth had just been. Wesley really did like kissing though, so he nodded. Will barely pressed their lips together, probably allowing Wesley the time to change his mind, but Wesley wouldn't be changing his mind. He deepened the kiss himself, tasting himself on Will and finding that it really didn't bother him.

Will was hard against him, so Wesley reached a hand down to touch Will. Will groaned into his mouth and Wesley made a decision. "Do it," he said against Will's lips. Will pulled back. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Will reached over him and rummaged around the nightstand drawer until he pulled out the lube. Will lubed out his fingers and pushed two into Wesley. He stretched Wesley more this time preparing him for something larger than a tongue. A third finger joined the other two. Will took his time, kissing Wesley as he stretched him.

When Will pulled his fingers out, Wesley realized that he actually liked having them there. At least Wesley was going to enjoy this. He watched as Will spread the lube over himself. Over his cock. Wesley should really get used to words like that.

Will thrust in all the way without giving Wesley a chance to adjust, but once he was in all the way he kept still and kissed Wesley until the burn had faded and Wesley wanted him to move. It was better than he had expected.

Will set an easy pace and had positioned himself so that he rubbed against Wesley's prostate. Wesley was amazed to find himself growing hard again. He ran his hands along Will's back and pulled him in close so they could kiss. Wesley groaned into Will's mouth as Will went deep. Wesley was pretty sure he would be enjoying this even without Will hitting his prostate.

Will chuckled against his mouth at the groan, but he made sure to keep doing what had caused it. Wesley let his head fall back to the pillow. He was really close, and after a few really good thrusts, he came for the second time that afternoon. Will changed his pace to fast and hard and came soon after Wesley. He could feel the warm splash of come inside of him. Wesley let his legs fall back to the bed. He felt completely boneless. He wouldn't be moving anytime soon.

Will propped himself up on an elbow next to Wesley, his hand stroking Wesley's cheek. "That was incredible, Wes."

Wesley let out a sigh to let Will know that he agreed. He wasn't capable of talking yet.

"Can you talk?"

Wesley just smiled at him.

"We are going to have so much fun together. In fact, I don't think we should leave the bed for the next couple of days."

Wesley definitely agreed. He puckered up his lips so that Will would lean in and kiss him. Will chuckled but obliged. Wesley found enough energy to run his fingers though Will's hair. Will kissed his way to Wesley's ear. "Take a nap. We have all the time in the world."

Wesley sighed as Will pulled the covers over them and pulled Wesley flush to his body. Sleep came easily.