Nathaniel shivered when Alan shifted, and he couldn't stop the loud moan that escaped him when he was bodily lifted. Feeling that bare flesh slide into him caused Nate to cry out, arching against him. He nearly came, utterly in love with the feel of him sliding inside him. Bare. It was a blessing he couldn't get pregnant outside of his heat cycle. Some weren't so fortunate, but he'd had his body tested by several doctors. It was still unnerving, just slightly, but it felt so good. His hand tightened in Alan's hair and his eyes rolled back. "You're bare," he moaned, finding it nearly impossible to keep himself from cumming.<br/><br/>That was quickly a reality when Alan's lubricated hand rubbed over his erection, causing him to scream. His release was sudden and quite unexpected, not to mention utterly humiliating. His head lolled, staring at himself in the mirror. His panties were utterly<i>drenched </i>and his body flushed. His hair was plastered to his face and god, Alan hadn't even started moving. His walls clenched helplessly around his thick cock and he whimpered. "Oh...oh siiirrr I'm so sorry," he whined, squirming on top of him. But was he, really? The devious little minx didn't stop moving. He wasn't sure if he could orgasm multiple times outside of his heat cycle. Truthfully this was the first time he'd had sex outside of his heat cycle.<br/><br/>He turned to look at Alan. "I've never had sex outside of my heat," he whispered, then kissed Alan. It was hungry, demanding. He nibbled on Alan's lower lip, trying to turn all the way around. He wasn't sure if Alan would let him. In a sense he was testing the limits, and god did he want to feel his alpha pound into him.