I was climbing the wisteria again. 

The Jenssen’s large house across the street from mine was overgrown with it, which made sneaking in very easy indeed. Matt was going away tomorrow, so that meant that tonight had to be me-time. 

He’d be only away for a week, but so close to our deadline I felt anxious all the same. I wanted to be with him, feel his embrace, feel him inside me.

Matt had been my neighbour across the street since forever, and he became my best friend and my everything when I was only 6 years old. When you’re that young gender doesn’t really matter yet, but we had always known that we belonged together. My parents too. They knew everything.

Although they were both betas, they had already expected I was an omega when I was only a baby. During my childhood they had talked to me about it and made me take precautions even before my first heat set in. 

At the time Matt had been worried sick about me. He had tried to climb up the drainpipe to my window as he had before, but had encountered the bars that my parents had placed there just a week earlier, and had screamed until the entire neighbourhood was wide awake. I was 15 at the time. Matt 16.

From that day on my parents had made me wear the collar. It was shitty, since everyone looked at me differently from that point on. There goes an omega, their looks said. It was a pitiful look, sometimes even with a little disgust mixed in. But I didn’t care, I had Matt.

With the collar and heat suppressants my parents let me be with him again, though they were observant and protective about it. They didn’t need to. I told them everything. 

Our first kiss only two weeks later had been the most wonderful experience in my life up to that point. It was all swirling tongues and saliva and teeth. Looking back on it now, we both were horrible kissers at that time, but it didn’t matter then. It didn’t matter later because we practiced a lot in the months that followed and got much better at it. 

Thinking about his kisses made me shiver all over. I couldn’t wait to get more.

I tapped on his window and it opened almost instantly. He pulled me inside and kissed me deeply. Then I was in his strong arms. His black curls all over his face and in my mouth as he couldn’t wait to pull me nearer.

“I love you so much.” He said.

“I love you too” I replied as a had a thousand times before.

I stripped, and he did too. We were good at this. I think it took us about 12 seconds to get from kissing by the window to naked in bed. We were both hard already. 

I went down on him, caressing his muscular body with one hand, cradling his balls with the other and sucking his dick as if it was the most precious popsicle on earth. And to me it was. 

He panted and moaned, which turned me on to no end. Being with him was like being in heat, without the blurry mind. Okay, I had only fully been in heat once and that was years ago, but still... All I wanted was him, now and for eternity and beyond.

Matt had wanted to mark me the first time we had sex, but I’d been the good boy and kept my collar on, even though I wanted the same. I was going to do this the right way, and he had agreed. 

When he would turn 21, he’d claim me. I would be his birthday gift. My parents knew, but his didn’t. They still thought he was going to marry that alpha girl. How stupid they were. Matt was mine. He had always been mine and in less than a month we’d show the world he’d be mine forever.

He pushed me away when he couldn’t handle my mouth on his dick anymore, picked me up like a ragdoll and smacked me with my back on the mattress. He trailed kisses down my body, leaving goosebumps all over my skin. 

He licked my cock, my ass and I couldn’t help but squirm at the hotness of it all. Then he pulled a condom from his nightstand, put it on and entered me. Feeling him inside me was every kind of perfect.

“Matt…” I panted.

He replied by kissing me and pushing further inside, touching that special place with a jolt of his hips in the process. I moaned like an idiot. But he just knew exactly how to drive me crazy. We’d been practicing this for years now and the sex was perfect. I couldn’t get enough of it. And the best thing was… I would never have to.

He fucked me tenderly first, but upped the tempo later, keeping his body in an angle where he’d be hitting my prostate with every slam of his hips. I clasped my hands in front of my mouth to prevent me from screaming out in ecstasy.

Of course, his parents knew about us, but that didn’t mean they would approve of me sneaking in at night to get fucked senseless by their son. They didn’t approve at all. It was obvious since they kept the engagement going when they knew their son was screwing me. I think they were hoping that their son’s gayness and love for me was just a phase, but they were idiots. Matt and me, we were forever. 

We were fated mates.

He smiled at me and looked at me with such a tender glance I almost died. He was still fucking me like an animal and yet his face portrayed only love and caring. His walnut-coloured eyes looked down at me as I was slowly reaching my climax. He wasn’t there yet, so I pondered either speeding him on by grabbing his nuts, or slowing my orgasm down by turning us around.

Nah, I was too close and too happy to postpone. I grabbed his balls and squeezed them in the way I knew he liked. Matt gasped and his thrusts got more irregular. Oh yeah I got him now, I thought to myself as I used my other hand to pull him down for a kiss.

I sucked his tongue and caressed him as he kept thrusting deep inside me. I felt my orgasm coming on and panted. “I’m coming Matt…” I knew he liked it when I told him. He thought it was the hottest thing on earth. This time too, combined with my hands in all the right places, it pushed him over the edge as we came together.

“Shit Dave, you’re so damn beautiful,” he said as he cleaned my stomach of my own cum.

I blushed. For some insane reason, in almost four years of being in a relationship, I still got flustered if he called me that. I giggled a bit, and kissed his chest.

“Twenty-nine days left until your birthday…” I said. I was looking forward to it so much, I had made a calendar to mark off the days to go.

“I’m so sorry that I have to get on this trip first.” Matt said. “I know you hate it. I hate it too, but it will be the last time keeping up appearances, alright?”

“Yeah, of course.” I said. I wasn’t worried. What could possibly go wrong? 

Matt loved only me, and his fiancée, an alpha female named Lindsey, didn’t want to marry him either. Their parents had kind of put this thing on rails without their consent and Lindsey had been begging Matt to keep up appearances, until the both could get away from it scot-free.

I hadn’t liked it one bit in the beginning, but I met her twice, and her interest in Matt was really only business. She wasn’t into men nor alpha’s at all. She had plans to get herself a nice omega girl when she’d be old enough to leave home, but she had to get out of the engagement first. Apparently, they couldn’t just break it off, but she had said she had a plan. 

It bothered me a bit that she didn’t tell us the details of the plan, but I was convinced that she’d do something to get them out of the arrangement before Matt’s birthday. She had promised the plan would unfold before then.

So maybe that was what the trip was all about. Matt’s birthday was in twenty-nine days, and tomorrow Matt would go and spend the spring break with Lindsey and her family. They had a vacation home in southern Canada where they’d go. Probably she’d be dropping some bombshell there, but I wasn’t worried. Since we were fated mates, things would turn out great. In twenty-nine days, I’d take my collar off and we’d go for it. No one could do a thing about it.

Matt held me in his arms as I studied his handsome features. It was the most wonderful sight on earth, and I wished I could stay in his arms forever, but forever had to wait. 

I kissed him a last time, let my lips linger for a little too long, then pulled away and moved back to the window. I followed the trail of clothing, and put everything back on. Then I blew a kiss at him from the windowsill, and climbed down.

I sighed as I reached the ground, endorphins still raging in my body. I skipped over to my front door, opened it silently and let myself in. After descending the wooden stairs with care (although my parents knew I was having night-time rendezvous with Matt, it didn’t mean they had to be awakened by them), I got into my bed and smiled. In less than a month I would be sleeping beside him every night.

My and my mate… Me and my Matt… Together forever.

And with that thought I comfortably drifted off to sleep.