Lovers of Hyer

Freckles IV

Three days passed by and still no sign of Hyer.

All sort of theories had crossed his mind in the meanwhile. Maybe Hyer had been caught or chased away, but there were no rumours of any more unusual monster sightings. Maybe he had grown bored and moved away on his own. Maybe Bren just so bad it wasn't worth letting him know what was the plan from now on.

Bren would scoff at himself for having such thoughts. It was just a one-time thing, and Hyer was a monster. There was no point getting hung up on him not coming back. It didn't matter.

But it did. No matter how he tried to deny it.

The only proof that it had happened was that his butt plug had disappeared. It wasn't as if he was using it, but the least Hyer could do was to bring it back. Why had he even taken it? He wasn't going to use it on himself, right?

He got the answer to his question when he least expected it, as he was sent on an errand to get back a wheelbarrow that they had sent to the blacksmith for repairs. He was alone on the path, thinking about how he had met the monster at the same place but four days ago, when he heard a call that made his heart jump to his throat in excitement.

He turned around expectantly. Right there, standing between the trees, was Hyer. He looked a little dirtier than he had last time, but also happier, somehow. Bren couldn't quite put the finger on what had changed. Maybe the smile was a little freer? Blast him if he knew. Blast him if he cared. He wanted to rush up to him.

It was Hyer that rushed to him before Bren could. And before Bren knew, he was picked up and all but tackled to the grass on the side of the road, Hyer on top of him.

His breath caught in his throat. Oh, how he had missed the feeling of being so powerless.

The other's hands were already at his clothes, struggling with the lacing on his breeches. Bren grunted in surprise at how hurried he was this time, even more than the last. He looked around in worry.

"Hyer! Someone might come."

That only made the monster chuckle. Bren understood, at this moment, that he was not going to stop. He pushed against him, struggled, to show him that he was not okay, but it was all in vain. He was truly outclassed.

But fucking him was no in Hyer's intentions, contrary to what Bren had assumed. Hyer only pulled his pants down to his mid-thigh, and then Bren noticed that he was holding his plug – his oiled plug. His heart leapt in his chest when the monster's hands dove between his legs to press it to his ass. It popped in snugly, even with no preparation. Hyer gave his cheek a squeeze before pulling away.

"What..."

Hyer got up. He looked smugger than a dog that had scared the mailman, and he was leaving. Bren's face turned red when he realized what was expected of him. If he understood it right...

"Wait! Are you coming back tonight?"

Hyer, that had turned around, nodded over his shoulder.

"And you... want me to keep that?"

This time, the monster chuckled. He mimicked someone pulling up their pants and buckling their belt tight. The message couldn't be clearer.

"Bastard."

Hyer laughed again and left. Quickly, Bren stood up and arranged his clothes again, until there was no trace from the passage of the creature on him. No one would have guessed what had just happened from looking at him, but Bren was only too aware of the toy that was snuggly fitted in his ass.

Well, it was true that he had willfully slept with a creature before, but he had never seen himself as a freak until he looked into the eyes of his boss with a butt plug up his ass and realized that it excited him. Not to the point where he would get a hard-on, thank god, but there were some times... he'd lean a certain way and feel it twist inside of him just right, and he had to repress bite his lip so he wouldn't moan.