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Sydney's Dream Mate

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Sydney sat crossed-legged on his bed, waiting impatiently for him to show up. If what Aspen said was true, then Sydney should be getting a visit from his future mate tonight. He looked around the room, wondering where he would show up at. He hated waiting. He wanted to see the man now, dammit! Waiting was driving him crazy!

"I thought patience was a virtue?" The man said with a chuckle. He stood next to the bedroom window gloriously naked, his magnificent abs and long, thick cock making Sidney drool with lust.

Sydney hopped up off the bed at the sound of the man's voice. He ran and jumped into his arms, wrapping himself around the man like a monkey. "I've never been known to be virtuous," he said, right before claiming the man's lips with his own. They devoured each other's mouths, both fighting for dominance until they finally had to come up for air.

"My name is Victor," the man said as he carried Sydney back to the bed. "I want to hear you call my name as I bring you pleasure." He pressed his open mouth to Sydney's neck, sucking gently. Sydney gave a whole-body shudder. Victor had zeroed in on one of his erogenous zones.

"I will call you whatever you want as long as you don’t stop what you’re doing!" Sydney replied breathlessly.

Victor grinned as he laid Sydney down on the bed. He stripped Sydney's pajama pants off, and went back to work sucking on his neck. Sydney moaned loudly, and twined his fingers into Victor's hair. Victor worked his way up Sydney's jaw to reclaim his lips. Sydney reached down, grabbed Victor's ass in both hands, and started grinding their hips together. It wasn't enough to get Sydney off with Victor's clothes still on, but it felt good.

Victor broke the kiss, much to Sydney's dismay, and sat back on his haunches. He reached down, rubbed Sydney's sack with one hand, and started jerking Sydney's cock with the other. Sydney rocked his hips back and forth, keeping up the pace of Victor's ministrations. Victor used Sydney's pre-come to lubricate his hand as he continued to jerk his cock faster and faster.

Sydney reached up and wrapped his hand around the back of Victor’s neck, pulling the man close and claiming his lips in a passionate kiss. He reached out to grab the man’s cock and began jerking him to the rhythm and pace Victor had set. He twirled his tongue around Victor’s, sucking on the appendage like it was the man’s cock, and felt the man shudder with pleasure.

Sydney was so close, and he knew Victor was too. He grabbed Victor's forearm in warning, threw his head back, and let out a loud moan as he shot his load all over his chest, somehow managing to continue jerking Victor off. When Sydney was spent, he looked up to see a grin on Victor's face, and the man’s spunk mingling with his own. He sat up, wrapped his hand around the back of Victor's head again, and brought their lips together for another scorching kiss. He released Victor's mouth, and rested his forehead against Victor's. "I'm not ready for you to go."

"I know," Victor sighed gently. "Don't worry. You and I will be together again soon. I promise."

"Will you know who I am?" Sydney asked, concern written all over his face.

Victor shook his head. "If you are asking if I will know that we have met here today, then the answer is no." At Sydney's crestfallen look, Victor reached up, placed one hand on Sydney's cheek, and the other on his own chest. "However, I will recognize you as my mate in here."

Sydney gave a sad smile. "I guess that will have to do." He laid back on the bed, pulling Victor down with him. "I know you have to leave soon, but will you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

Victor nodded, then moved to lay in front of Sydney, and grasped Sydney's hand in his. "Sleep now, my love."

Sydney closed his eyes. With Victor's hand in his, he drifted off to sleep.

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