After All These Years

Chapter 5: Claiming

He took his shower, allowed Balthazar to tuck him to bed and sleep peacefully till morning… When Balthazar would usually be sleeping heavily and pressed against him, fully aroused. It surprised Dave, and then again it didn't, that his master had the will power to keep from jumping his sorry bones. Dave opened his eyes, and turned slightly, feeling Balthazar's soft breaths against his neck, arms around his torso and erection against his hip. Dave moved softly, as not to wake Balthazar up, and his fingers found the hardened flesh first, caressing as a butterfly the hot skin. Then very tenderly he wrapped around Balthazar's arousal and started pleasuring the sorcerer, a moan been pulled from Balthazar's lips. The man moved, still asleep, and rested flat on his back, what proved perfect for Dave, who escaped the confines of the sheets and turned to his lover; hand now free for better movements and lowering his body to Balthazar's hip. In dreams Balthazar moaned again, and Dave couldn't help it; he leaned over and sucked the tip of the erection into his mouth, tongue rounding the sensitive flesh as Balthazar gasped awake and looked down.

Dave's eyes lifted and found Balthazar's sleep fogged eyes; seeing them clear up as understanding dawned in the master's head. A moan, deep and long, pulled from Balthazar and his head fell back to the pillow; the boy continued his ministrations, but Balthazar's hand reached to cover his and show him how Balthazar enjoyed been pleasured. The strokes were deep, hard, and within minutes he was trying to sit up to push Dave away… The first drops of his release were sweet in Dave's tongue, and so the boy hollowed his cheeks and sucked the rest of the precious seed, closing his eyes and feeling his own passion growing. Balthazar cried out, hand falling over Dave's hair and keeping him there so not a drop was wasted. Dave swallowed his lover's release and caressed Balthazar's thighs and stomach, stroking him with his tongue several times, feeling him grow soft but not limp, and finally unwrapped his lips from Balthazar's member.

"Dave…"

"I love you."

"Ah!" Was all Balthazar could answer, eyes still tightly closed and leaned against his pillow, breathing deeply. After a while, in which Dave cuddled under the man's arm, Balthazar caressed his arm. "You should not have done that."

"Why not?"

"Now I… I want to have you."

"And what's stopping you?"

"Dave…"

"I want to be with you Balthazar; I need to. Besides…" Dave sat up and searched about until he found the small bottle he'd kept since that day. "You said this would help me…"

"Relax." Balthazar took the small bottle of oils and sighed. "Are you sure?"

"If you ask again I'll jump out the same window Horvath did."

Balthazar hummed, and smiled. "Very well, but don't come complaining at me when I can't stop taking you."

"I'm not complaining, I don't think I'll ever... " And Balthazar pulled Dave for a kiss, and caressed him. "How would you like me…?" If this was his decision Balthazar decided he should be at least in some control of things, sharing was meant to be the base of this sort of activities after all. He would be a different lover than Horvath; he would not take, he would offer, he would not force he would receive.

"Should I… all fours?"

"I think I'll be best, for now."

"Just… be careful."

"Always." And kissing Dave, Balthazar urged him to take the position. It was really strange, but there seem to be no problem whatsoever for Dave to turn and get on his hand and knees, while Balthazar knelt up behind him and opened the little bottle. "This was mixed a few years back,"

"Few years?"

"By a herbalist." Continued Balthazar, ignoring Dave's joke. "It will help you relax and will diminish the pain."

"Ok." Balthazar used several drops and caressed Dave's buttocks, moving in between then and finding the small entrance, his fingers wet with oil, traced little circles around the orb as his other hand ghosted touches over his back and around his hips. "It's warm."

"Yes, it is."

"Bal… Balthazar." Moaned Dave, as a finger slid into Dave, with little to no resistant. The thick finger moved slowly in and out, and Balthazar probed softly his other hand moving over Dave's hip and holding him for a moment. A second finger joined the first, and Dave gasped, surprised there was no resistance. "No… no pain…"

"I told you it would help you relax." Dave moaned, as Balthazar found his prostate bumping it and making it as if he'd casually had just found it. Dave gasped, surprised and felt Balthazar's other hand mover around his hip and grasp his member, squeezing softly. "Good?"

"Yes, very good."

"I'm glad." Balthazar leaned his upper body and kissed Dave's shoulder. "Ready for more?"

"Oh please, yeah…" Balthazar released the boy's member, not without rubbing the bits of pre release in his thumb and pulling back to lick it off, and then pulled out the fingers from the boy's relaxed entrance.

"If you fee…"

"Just do it." Moaned Dave, anticipation killing him…

Balthazar leaned Dave slightly down, and pressed the tip of his member over the hole, making Dave moan, and taking a deep breath pushed in. Dave cried out, more in surprise than in pain, and moaned as Balthazar buried his member deep into him. He halted, knowing Dave would need a moment to get used to his hard arousal and panting leaned over the boy, kissing his neck and sucking his earlobe. "Ba… Balthazar!"

"You are so warm, Dave." Whispered Balthazar softly, following with a soft string of encouragement to the boy that was moaning softly, eyes tightly closed. Hands moved up and down Dave's side, caressing and tickling slightly the boy, who felt his body stretching to please the man he loved. "I should have known you would be so warm."

Dave's head fell to the mattress and he moaned as Balthazar straightened behind him and holding his hips started pulling back, slowly, leaving only the head of his arousal and then pushing back in. A groan was heard and Dave's mind swirled into pleasure, all mathematical equations lost because here theyd id not stack up, they were not important; what was important was feeling this amazing fulfillment and achieving a goal that seemed a little dimmed away. Dave moved his hips to match Balthazar's thrusts, giving ittle whines when Balthazar fooled his movement and the little bundle of nerves known as his prostate wouldn't be touched.

Balthazar was playing with him, avoiding the particular spot to make this last longer. Reaching below, Dave found his own hardness and gave it a little squeeze. Balthazar saw the movement, and leaned forward quickly, stopping him. "No, not yet."

A whine escaped Dave, and Balthzar gave him several hard thrust hitting the particular bundle within Dave; "Don't be impatient, just wait with me. Enjoy with me."

"I am… ah! Enjoying."

"Then moan for me, Dave."

Dave did as Balthazar requested and it didn't' take long for the boy to feel the vacuum of pleasure to start sucking his sanity; Balthazar had grasped both his hisp and was pounding fast and hard against him, Dave moaned with each moment, unable to believe he could be so aroused… Balthazar reached around his hips and grasped him, moving his hands in coordination to his hips. Moaning loudly, Dave tried to hold back… And failed miserably. His weeping hardness wet the sheet below him, his master's hips pounded a few more times and finally pushed into him completely and remained inside him, Dave was lost already; the world had become a flashing white light and it was swallowing whole.