After only a week in Dallas’ house, I already felt at home, and most importantly—I felt safe and at peace. When I woke up in the middle of the night with my heart racing and sweat dripping from every pore, I knew something must be wrong.

Had somebody broken in? Had Fred found me? No… that didn’t feel quite right. Something was wrong, but from what I could sense, it wasn’t anything in my surroundings. Oh, fuck. I realized all at once that my dick was hard as hell with precum already leaking from the slit.

Shit. I was in heat. I hadn’t had any notice that it was coming or I would have picked up some heat blockers from the pharmacy. It wouldn’t have done much, but the pills would have at least held back the worst of my symptoms.

But damn, my heat wasn’t due for another month, according to my calendar. All the stress of my recent trauma must’ve brought it on early. Whatever. The why’s didn’t matter, I just needed relief.

My hole felt empty. It needed to be filled by something big… and thick… and long… and… preferably sooner rather than later. Wishing I had a good hand to wrap around my dick and give it a tug while I looked for lube, I whimpered with need as I switched on the bedside lamp and proceeded to dig my lube and the alpha-sized dildo from the drawer where I kept them.

With my heat-addled brain, I couldn’t figure out what to do first. With only one working hand, how was I supposed to satisfy my raging need? Shit, if only I’d had notice, I could have prepared for this somehow.

I held the container in one hand as I opened the lube with my teeth, squeezing the gel over my dildo before I tossed the container down on the bed beside me. As I stroked the lube over it, my mind went to other places.

My dick twitched and leaked a little more onto my stomach as I imagined stroking this lube over Dallas’ cock instead of a cheap plastic substitute. Dallas was a well-built alpha. Nothing would convince me that he didn’t have the equipment to match.

Spreading my legs wide, I pulled my knees to my chest and tried to jam the dildo into my aching hole without any prep. Fuck prep. Right now I just needed to be filled, however painfully. I cried out in pain when my bruised ribs made it impossible to hold the position.

Flopping over onto my stomach, I tried humping a pillow and reaching back to fuck myself with the toy. My ribs didn’t mind this position as much, but I couldn’t get enough friction on my dick to make it work. My brain raced for a solution.

Bonelessly, I eased over the side of the bed and knelt on the floor. Yes, success! In this position, I was the perfect height to grind against the edge of the mattress while I fucked myself.

It felt so good. My ribs twinged a bit, but I didn’t give a flying fuck right now. The lubed dildo made a squishy noise as I rammed it in and out of myself while I rubbed off against the bed. It was good—so damn good—but still not quite good enough.

I threw my head back and wailed with agony. The one time I really wanted to go fuck myself, and I couldn’t get off? The dildo was halfway into my hole when my bedroom door swung open. I looked up helplessly to see Dallas standing there staring at me in shock.

In any other circumstances, I would’ve wanted the floor to swallow me whole so that I could die for having been caught like this, but not right now. In this moment, all I saw was my virile alpha friend who could help me through this horrible need.

He stood there bare-chested, wearing nothing but a pair of sleep pants with the Spurs logo and a sexy touch of five-o’clock shadow along his jaw. I wanted to go to him, to lick every line between his rows of abs. Seriously, I’d heard of having a six-pack but this guy’s body was ridiculous. And those cum gutters that ran along the vee of his hips just begged to have my cum dripping its way south while I frantically tongued him clean lest I miss a drop.

Oblivious to the direction my brain had taken, Dallas started to back out of the room, stumbling over his words with a red, flushed face. “Kyle… I’m so sorry… I just… I mean… I heard you cry out and I thought you were in pain. I came to see if you needed one of your pills. I’ll just… I mean… I should go.”

“Wait,” I cried out. “Don’t leave me. I need you.” I couldn’t help but notice the wanton whine in my voice, but was powerless to stop it. “I need you to fuck me. I need you to make this horrible need go away. Please, Dallas. You say you want me? Then take me. Take me now, Dallas. Please. Before I say need one more time and show just how needy I really am.”

“Kyle, what the hell? Are you in heat?” Dallas asked stupidly, then slapped himself on the forehead. “Of course you’re in heat, I can smell the hormones. Oh, babe. You’re sweating and probably delirious right now. Kyle, honey, I’m sorry. I’m not that guy. I’m not an alpha who would take advantage of an omega in heat.”

“Are you kidding me right now? Don’t you realize it would be worse to leave me like this than it would to just fucking help me out? If I weren’t so out of it that I could safely drive right now, I’d go to an alpha house and hire an escort who specializes in heat relief. I can’t exactly do that though, now can I? Please, Dallas, it doesn’t have to mean anything. Just be a pal and throw me a bone—or better yet, a knot.”

I pulled the dildo out of my ass and threw it at him. It bounced against his neck and slid down the front of his bare chest with a wet swoosh before landing at his feet. He lifted a brow and pointed to the bed with a light grin.

“If you’re serious, then I’m going to need to know that you’re asking this from me while you’re in your right mind. Get up there and… I don’t know… maybe jerk off or something? Just wait for me, I’ll be right back.”

He spun on his heel and left the room, leaving me staring after him in shock. Had he just agreed or had he left me? Either way, his suggestion to get on the bed and jerk off had merit. Especially with my toy all the way across the room now. Climbing up on the bed, I flopped back against the pillows and gripped my dick, stroking it almost angrily as I moved my fist up and down its length.

My eyes closed as I found a moment’s relief. I wouldn’t find true release until my hole was stuffed, but this was a start. My balls started to tighten… yes… so much yes. I was finally getting there. Just a few more strokes and…

My eyes flew open as something ice cold pressed against my balls.

“What the fuck?” I started screaming at the top of my lungs. “Get it off! Dallas! Shit… I was right there and… what the hell are you doing to me?”

Dallas matter-of-factly pulled my fist away and pressed another one of his frozen gel ice-pack thingies against my dick while I was trying to get at the one he’d laid against my sac. Another one found its way to my forehead, while several more landed on my chest and abs. When I jerked my head to look at him, the one on my forehead went flying and smacked him in the groin. I smiled almost maliciously at the pained Oof! he made.

“What in the name of all that’s holy would make you think that it was a good idea to cover me in a shroud of frozen shit, Dallas?”

He regarded me solemnly and continued to press the ice pack against my dick. “Are you feeling more clearheaded now? And maybe a bit less feverish?”

I sucked in a breath, clenching my right hand into a fist as I tried to ignore the sharp needles of pain from the frozen boner-killer on my dick. I nodded jerkily.

“Yes, but was this really necessary?”

“To me it was,” Dallas answered gently. “I needed to get clear consent from my friend Kyle—not feverish begging from his doppelgänger who was driven by heat. The effects of the ice won’t last long, but I’d hoped it would give us a chance to talk rationally.”

A spark of hope slowly expanded in my chest. “Does that mean you’ll do it? You’ll help me? Because this is me giving you clear-minded consent, if that’s what you need to hear. I’m not going to pretend to be coy when I can feel the heat pushing under my skin, even now.”

Dallas nodded hesitantly. “I’ll do it. But there’s just one problem. I don’t have any of the special condoms that will stretch over my knot, and I’m pretty sure that you’d have no reason to have those either.”

I barked out a laugh and shook my head. “If you’re only worried about pregnancy, there’s no worries there. I’ve never been able to get pregnant before—and trust me, it wasn’t for lack of trying. I’ve always wanted a family of my own, but it hasn’t been in the cards for me. If you’re worried about anything else, don’t be. I was just tested at the hospital and everything was negative.”

“My sole concern was an unexpected pregnancy. My last tests were negative too, for the record. I just didn’t want to risk burdening you with a child while you’re still finding your feet after Fred.”

“Eww, Dallas. Talk about a boner killer. You should have used his name instead of the ice, we could have had this conversation a lot sooner and a damned lot less painfully.”

He started pulling the ice packs away and tossing them haphazardly over his shoulder while a grin slowly spread across his face as he crawled up on the bed beside me.

“So, we’re really gonna do this thing? You and me? Doing the horizontal tango? Making the beast with two backs? A little bam-bam in the ham? Want me to toss my banana into your fruit salad? Wanna get jiggy with it and bump uglies? Get our bones owned and honed? You know, go heels-to-Jesus while I’m buried knot-deep inside you?”

I covered his mouth with my good hand, trying and failing not to laugh at his absurdity. “Stop! Can we not continue that train of thought? And yes! Yes to all of the above, just maybe not in those words. How about we put your lips to better use, hmm? Before I get all heat-addled again, maybe we could start with a kiss?”

Dallas caught my hand and pulled it away from his mouth after pressing a quick kiss to my palm. Lowering his face to mine, he almost reverently brushed our lips together before finally kissing me. My cast bumped against his shoulder as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer while I nervously thrust my tongue into the heat of his mouth. Dallas groaned but allowed me to lead as our kiss deepened.

As he rolled over on top of me, I stiffened as a spark of pain shot from my ribs and made me gasp. Dallas immediately pulled back, lifting onto one arm as he broke our kiss, his eyes searching mine with concern.

“Are you physically going to be able to do this, hon? I don’t want to hurt you. Causing you pain would be my ultimate boner killer.”

I shook my head quickly. “I can do it. I need this too much to let my ribs hold me back. But maybe we could… I don’t know, shift positions?”

“Now that we can work with,” Dallas said with a soft smile. He moved onto all fours, caging my body as he catalogued every bruise. He stopped to gently kiss and then lap his tongue over every injured spot he came across as he worked his way down my body.

“What about this?” He nuzzled my pubic bone and teasingly bit into the soft flesh of my upper thigh. “Does this hurt?”

“The only thing that hurts right now,” I panted and tried to thrust toward him, “is my neglected dick. If you’re looking for places to kiss, that would be my first suggestion.”

Dallas chuckled low in his throat as he bent to suckle on my sac, his hands gently roaming my thighs and spreading my legs so he could lick a little lower. It was the opposite direction of where I’d wanted him to kiss, but I wasn’t about to argue.

“Ooh, yesss…” I shivered as he licked along my taint and over my hole. His head popped up a moment later, his nose scrunched up with that delicious tongue coming in and out of his mouth like a cat who was fighting a hairball. “What’s wrong? You look like you just tasted something awful.” I cringed at my own words, considering his mouth had just been where no other alpha had ever gone for me.

“I forgot you’d used lube down there already. That tasted like a bad mistake. Let’s just go with that and move along.” With that, he bent back down and finally began licking up my shaft, teasing his tongue along the network of veins before slowly swirling it around the tip. He flicked his tongue back and forth over my slit, lapping up the leaking cum like it was liquid candy.

I was torn between wanting to watch and letting my eyes roll back as I enjoyed the tingling sensations flooding my body from the heat of his mouth when he slowly began sucking me down. Without thinking, I went to fist his hair and accidentally batted him upside the head with my cast.

THUNK.

Dallas shifted sideways with a chuckle but kept sucking, his head moving up and down while he slipped two fingers into my hungry hole. I’d opened my mouth to apologize for bonking him with my cast when those delicious fingers began moving around inside of me, spreading apart and stretching me open.

It occurred to me that I should mention that I’d already been using the toy and was good to go, but all rational thought fled as a third finger entered the party and began to play.

Threading the fingers of my good hand through his hair, I brought my casted hand up over my head to keep from accidentally hurting him again. I gently tugged on his hair, rocking my hips as my balls tightened and liquid lightning raced up and down my spine.

Right when I was about to blow, Dallas abruptly pulled away. He sat up on his knees and leaned back on his heels, his hands resting on his thighs while his eyes roamed my body hungrily.

“Why did you stop? I was right there,” I whined.

“That’s why I stopped. It’s time for us to switch places, sexy boy,” he said with a smirk. “Care to go for a ride on the Dallas Express?”

Oh, yes. My dick was definitely on board with that plan. I fisted my length and gave it a tug while Dallas lay down beside me and grabbed my abandoned tube of lube, coating his cock well before tossing it aside again. He put his hands under his head, elbows bent and looking completely relaxed as he grinned wickedly in my direction.

“Well? Are you going to hop on my cock or you going to sit there and jerk off?” His eyes watched each movement of my fist as I got up on my knees. I was tempted to do just that—jerk off and spray those fantastic abs and cum gutters—but the feverish need was settling over me again and my hole felt emptier than ever. As I straddled his hips, I settled over him and slowly took his cock into my hungry hole one torturous inch at a time.

Dallas’ pupils flared with lust, but he kept his hands tucked firmly behind his head and let me take control. If I hadn’t been so driven by fucking hormones, I would’ve loved to take my time to enjoy this moment. I’d never been with an alpha who not only matched me in height, but was slightly taller than me. And with his solidly built, muscular body, for once I didn’t have to worry about crushing my partner if I was on top.

That had been a realistic fear with—nope, that asshole didn’t have any place in this bedroom. I wasn’t going to think of him right now. Putting that out of mind, I focused on the thick, long cock that was filling me so perfectly as I began to rock back and forth on my knees.

Each backward movement made his cockhead rub against a most delicious spot. I’d heard rumors of how good it felt to have the blunt tip of a fat cock push against the prostate, but this was my first time experiencing it for myself.

I grabbed at Dallas’ chest with my good hand, my fingernails accidentally scraping him as I clutched at his firm pec for balance while I rocked faster. Every brush against my P spot had me seeing stars. Every cell in my body was on fire as I moved faster and faster. I closed my eyes to better appreciate the stars and leaned over him more to get friction as my dick rubbed against his washboard abs.

“Open those pretty green eyes, Kyle. I want to you to see my face when you come for me. I want you to remember whose cock you’re riding, sexy boy.” Dallas’ honeyed voice dropped into a lower and deeper tone as he rasped his words out.

The only thing that gave away the control he was exerting was the clenching of his jaw. My heart swelled, knowing that he was doing this for me—ceding the power so that I could call the shots. As I realized that, I sat up tall again.

I surprised myself when I began to boss him around. “You want to see my face? Then you’ll need to work a little harder, alpha. Grab my dick and stroke it for me. Yeah, like that,” I encouraged as he followed my instructions with one hand while the other remained firmly behind his head. Looking at that hand, I gave my next order. “You have two hands, let’s make use of them. Pinch my nipples and make me come on your cock.”

Dallas’ pupils completely dilated as he followed my instructions and pinched me. He looked into my eyes with a smirk. “Permission to sit up slightly, Sir?”

Grinning like a loon, I nodded. “As long as you don’t interfere with my current locomotion on the Dallas Express, you can do whatever you want.”

His hands moved to grip my hips as he curled upward. He slowly moved his hands along my sides, taking care as they moved over the wounded ribs before grasping my shoulders and tipping me back just enough to lick, nip, and tease my nipples.

I threw my head back with a moan, submitting to his touch as I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked harder against him while Dallas thrust upward, driving himself deeper with each movement. I somehow found the presence of mind to put my bad hand behind my back as I wrapped my good one around his neck and held him to my chest, guiding him back and forth between each nipple.

Dallas gripped my back, holding me tightly against him as his knot finally began to swell. “Fuckkkk… yesssss…” I shouted as I bounced up and down on that rapidly thickening knot. The lube made lewd squishing noises each time the knot popped through my ring of muscle.

I dropped my hand from his neck, gripping his bicep and digging my fingers into his flesh as I screamed out his name. Dallas. His knot swelled completely, locking us together as I finally shot my load, splashing cum all over those rippled abs I’d been fantasizing about painting while Dallas leaned back and gazed into my eyes.

My ass clenched around his knot, hugging it tightly as I came. Dallas brought a hand up to cradle my jaw, holding me steady as he gave one last thrust and filled me with his seed.

We sat there for several long moments, panting roughly as we looked into each other’s eyes. Dallas started chuckling first. “You gotta watch out for that cast, hon. You’ve got a killer left hook with that thing.” I laughed along with him.

“At least it didn’t knock enough sense into you that you stopped what you were doing.” I spoke shyly, my fingers brushing over his pec as I proudly looked down at the mess I’d made over his chest.

“Are you serious? What more do I have to do to establish that I want to be with you? I’m not pushing it right now because you need time to heal and recover. Not to mention the fact that we still have a bet in play. But don’t even think about accepting any other dates in the future before you give me a chance. I should’ve fought harder when you started seeing Fred, and that’s on me. I didn’t want to push you. It never occurred to me that you didn’t think that I was serious about you.” His eyes studied mine as his thumb stroked over the apple of my cheek. “I am, you know, Kyle. I’m completely serious about you. But I’m perfectly happy with just being friends until you’re ready for more.”

I nodded quietly, then grinned. “Can we at least be buddies? You know, as in buddies who…” I let my voice trail off flirtatiously.

Dallas’ cock twitched inside me with renewed interest as he leaned in a little closer, his lips not quite touching mine as he spoke. “Fuck buddies? Is that what you’re trying to say, honey? Hell yeah, I can definitely work with that for a start.”

Before I could answer, his lips sealed over mine, using his mouth to make the promises that I wasn’t quite ready to hear spoken aloud.