"Thane!" Leighton caught the wall before his face was slammed into it.

      "I warned you about your careless flirtations," Thane growled into his ear from behind.

      He reached around and gave a firm hold onto Leighton's cock. He was new to this sort of thing with a man. All he could rely on was his own experiences to get him through.

      "You're too rough!" whined Leighton as Thane began to vigorously stroke him.

      He had a feeling he had taken things too far when Thane ripped away his borrowed shirt and pulled his trousers down as he crawled from the bed to escape. The look in Thane's cold blue eyes was that of a madman seeking to have his hunger satiated as quickly and as brutally as possible.

      He held onto the wall as Thane refused to loosen his grip. He was pressed against it with only his lower half finding any breathing room as he managed to lean it away. There was no denying this is what he'd craved for the entirety of their acquaintanceship, but he'd imagined something a little more tender.

      Thane's breath was hot and heavy against Leighton's ear. He unfastened his trousers and let them fall without ceasing his merciless assault. He shoved his cock against the crack of Leighton's ass and pressed it close as he pushed and pulled his hand down the other man's hardened shaft.

      "You ... you've never ... *grunt*..." Leighton tried to catch his breath to speak, but the growing urgency within his own body was making it difficult.

      He reached down and placed his hand over Thane's to stop him, but his warden wouldn't relent. The feel of Thane's rock-hard cock against his backside pushing its way to rub his hole left him breathless.

      "Haven't you ever ... masturbated?" Leighton finally managed to say.

      Thane finally stopped to listen, but he didn't remove or loosen his hand.

      Leighton gave a deep sigh of relief.

      "Loosen as you go down," he said in almost a pleading whimper. "You're going to rip the skin off."

      Thane gulped. He had been so nervous and overwhelmed with the shock of his desire, he wasn't considering something so simple. It was the first time he'd done anything intimate with a man, but what the thief said was true. He'd masturbated plenty of times. He was nearly an expert.

      Leighton took a hesitant breath as Thane began again. He shut his eyes and relaxed against the wall when Thane moved his hand as he'd instructed. He groaned at the pleasure of the act and at the excitement of finally having Thane's cock so close to entering. He wondered if this was all there would be or if he'd get all he'd desired for so long.

      Thane's hand squeezed over Leighton's cock, tugging like he was a cow needing desperately to be milked, then slid his hand down with a less firm push. The movements were rhythmic, and he found himself enjoying the sounds he was eliciting from Leighton.

      He looked down at his own cock leaking against Leighton's ass. He wanted to enter it as he'd done with women, but it wouldn't be like a woman's soft hole. Those were meant to stretch and conform to the swell of a man's cock.

      The fear he suddenly felt about hurting Leighton startled him. He couldn't let himself enjoy this. It was a one-time deal. He needed to teach the thief to stop toying with him and every man he saw.

      Or was it that he only wanted Leighton to stop flirting with everyone else?

      The idea that he was jealous made him gasp. It was true and he could no longer deny it. The soldiers, the inn keeper, the men over the years that he'd watched Leighton target to seduce and steal their gold ...

      "Dammit!" he growled as he gripped the wall beside Leighton.

      He became angry at himself for the realization he'd wanted this just as badly as Leighton, the man who was now moving his hips to masturbate himself using Thane's hand.

      "Thane," moaned Leighton, sending the royal officer into a fury.

      Thane slammed Leighton against the wall again and squeezed harder as his hand stroked him faster.

      "Th ... Tha ... " Leighton could say no more as he began moaning loudly over the hard orgasm spewing his semen everywhere.

      Thane quickly reached his hand upward and caught as much of the white fluid as he could. Before Leighton could wonder what he was doing, he felt Thanes fingers pushing against his hole. He realized he was using it as lubricant, and he smiled in anticipation.

      Thane rubbed the warm sticky liquid between the crack held open by his other hand. He started to shove his finger inside and turned to look at the bed only a few feet away. He pulled Leighton with him as he went to it and shoved him face down.

      "Thane!" winced Leighton loudly. "Careful!"

      Thane had shoved two fingers in deep.

      "You're too tight," he complained.

      He rolled his fingers around to moisten the inside with Leighton's cum, ignoring the efforts for Leighton to pull away.

      "Thane!" Leighton whimpered. "It hurts!"

      It took a moment for Thane to understand. He stopped and stared at the back of Leighton's head.

      "Shouldn't you be used to this?" Thane asked as he removed his fingers.

      "I've never done this," Leighton admitted softly.

      Thane stared unblinking. He heard Leighton quietly choke back what sounded like a sob.

      "Turn over," he commanded as he pushed at Leighton's hip to force him onto his side.

      Leighton turned until he was on his back. Thane huffed quietly when he saw tears running into the mess of thick blonde locks.

      "Are you saying you've been a virgin this whole time?" he wondered, his tone less aggressive than before.

      "I know I flirt and tease a lot, but I'm not the whore you believe I am," Leighton told him with a shaky voice. "I've been the giver a few times but receiving always scared me until I met you. I've only ever wanted this with you."

      Thane drew in a sharp breath and released it just as quickly. He leaned forward and brushed the tears from the sides of Leighton's face. Until that moment, he'd never imagined being affectionate toward a man, but seeing Leighton look up at him with such adoration and hearing his confession stirred his heart.

      "You'll have to tell me when I do something wrong," he said softly, and Leighton nodded.

      Thane knelt between Leighton's legs and spread him as far as he could to press the head of his cock against the hole. He gently pushed in and looked up at Leighton for a sign he was in pain.

      "Mmm... ugh..." Leighton started to moan in pleasure until the head of Thane's cock was completely inside.

      "Too much?" Thane asked. "It's going to get bigger."

      Leighton's eyes flew open and he stared at Thane with a gulp.

      "Relax," Thane softly commanded.

      Leighton tried to remember the few times he had been with a man. He'd said the same when his partners felt pain. He relaxed and breathed to calm himself the way they had done. It helped and he was able to accept more of Thane before the pressure began to hurt again.

      "It hurts," he whispered as he gripped the bed.

      "You're so tight," Thane told him.

      He left himself halfway in as he began to stroke Leighton's cock. He thought that if he gave Leighton something pleasurable to think about, he could relax so he could enter more.

      Leighton's eyes rolled back at the feel of Thane's hand stroking him again. It wasn't rough or inexperienced like before. This time, there was a kind of tenderness and concern. He moaned as his hips began to move against Thane's hand, his ass suddenly begging for more of his cock.

      Thane slowly slid himself deeper as Leighton's moans grew louder. When he was completely inside, he leaned forward to lightly kiss Leighton's forehead.

      Leighton stared up at him. Thane looked just as surprised by the gesture that only seemed natural at that moment.

      "Should I not have done that?" worried Thane.

      It was more to himself than to Leighton as he feared he was exhibiting feelings he was trying to avoid.

      "It's all right," Leighton whispered, resting his hands on Thane's strong, broad shoulders.

      He reached his lips up until he pressed them against Thane's.

      Thane was about to instinctively pull back, but something wouldn't let him. Instead, he slid his hand behind Leighton's head and pulled him up more to deepen their kiss.

      As their tongues slid against each other, Thane began to slowly pull his cock out and push it back in. He thought to himself that it wasn't very different than making love to a woman, although it was definitely much tighter. The build of the man beneath him was obviously not that of a woman, nor was the scent or the hairy legs, or rough hand that had wrapped around his when he was stroking him too hard.

      He cleared his throat as he pulled away and knelt between Leighton's legs again. He couldn't stop his hands from sliding over the firmness of Leighton's belly until he reached his chest. He never imagined in all of his days that he could find a man attractive, but there he was soaking in the raw beauty of this thief he had grown too familiar with in his duties as his escort.

      Leighton took hold of Thane's hands as they rested on his masculine breasts. He moved Thane's fingers until they were over his nipples.

      "They're sensitive like a woman's," he told him.

      Thane looked into Leighton's eyes and blinked a few times as he understood what he was saying. His pleading tone seemed to suggest he wanted them played with. He rolled them around between his fingers and marveled when they grew dark and hard. His own nipples were never sensitive that way, but he supposed it was something that came with having them stimulated often.

      He brought down his mouth and sucked on them as he moved his cock faster and harder into Leighton. The loud moan from Leighton was accompanied by the lifting of his hips. They met time and time again with each of Thane's thrusts, Leighton keeping pace with Thane's growing desire.

      Thane pulled away from sucking on Leighton's nipples as he felt his end was drawing near. He grabbed a firm hold of Leighton's hips and shoved himself in even harder and faster.

      As Thane knelt between Leighton's legs, he watched his cock disappear and slide out again, then disappear and slide out. The scene engulfed his senses, and he began to orgasm harder than he'd ever orgasmed with a woman.

      Leighton's loud, rhythmic moans became muffled behind clenched teeth as he held tightly to the pillow behind him. When he felt Thane throbbing inside of him, his body started to shake. He felt a sudden jolt to his cock as it began to spasm, shooting hot semen everywhere once again. His toes curled and he rested his feet onto the bed as he began to fall from the exhilarating heights of his ecstasy.