Portville Summer Series: The Complete Collection Books 1-4: (MM Nonshifter Omegaverse)

by Xander Collins

  I stepped to the side and let him come in. I couldn’t help but study his face and body language to see if he was glad to see me, or if he was upset. But when he turned and his eyes met mine, there was that amazing sparkle. He seemed genuinely happy to see me.

  “Yeah, I’ve been a little busy at the clinic. They’ve got me seeing a few doctors there. I’ve had an appointment every day this week.”

  “Yeah? That’s really good. I’ve met a few people who work there and they all seem really cool. Hey, want to go upstairs and relax on my bed?” I asked, testing the waters a little. I wasn’t gonna pounce on him or anything, but after seeing the way he looked at me I was having a hard time keeping myself from pushing my hand up into his hair and backing him up against the wall.

  Nate turned and looked at the stairs, then back at me. “Why don’t we just hang out on the couch? It looks pretty comfortable.”

  “Come on, let’s go upstairs,” I said, getting a little closer to Nate and hoping he would take the hint. I suddenly didn’t feel like being subtle, but I also didn’t want him to run off again. Finding a balance with him was frustrating.

  Nate looked up the stairs one more time. “Okay, you go first.”

  I shrugged and ran up the stairs. I was just happy I was going to be able to get him alone in my room. When I got to the top, I turned around and realized Nate was kind of struggling. “You need some help?” I asked.

  “No, I’m fine.” Nate finally made it to the top of the stairs and when he looked at me I could see that his face was kind of red.

  “My room’s over here.” I opened my bedroom door, then realized that maybe Nate would want something to drink. “Hey, why don’t you relax. I’ll run back down and get us some sodas. Anything in particular you want?”

  “No, whatever you’ve got is fine.”

  When I got back up to my room Nate was laying on my bed with his hands behind his head. He looked so sexy and I realized I was pretty much hard simply because he was on my bed. I felt like a sex maniac.

  I closed the door and set the sodas down, then crawled onto the bed next to him. I swear, I hadn’t planned on moving things along this fast. Before he got here I told myself I wasn’t going to do anything at all. I was gonna wait and talk to him for a while, but when I saw him lying there I just couldn’t control myself.

  There was something in Nate’s scent. I noticed it the other times I’d seen him, but now, with him so close to me, it reminded me of the happiest moments in my childhood. Freshly cut grass, and playing on the beach, and running around screaming like an idiot, and just … fun. That’s what Nate smelled like to me, like the best moments of my life.

  As I hovered over him and he looked up at me, the only thing that existed was his incredible scent, and his beautiful eyes, and his perfect lips. I lowered my head so that it was just inches from his, and I closed my eyes and inhaled, letting the essence of Nate wash over me.

  When I opened my eyes again Nate was still looking at me. He didn’t say a word about how close we were, that our lips were almost touching. He just stared at me with those dazzling eyes. But I notice they were starting to get tinged with fear again.

  “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to do this?” I said, gently brushing my lips against his. But the minute our mouths touched, I couldn’t control myself any longer. I got on top of Nate, straddling his body, and I kissed him deeply.

  I pressed my lips into his, parting my mouth and tasting him for the very first time. It was intoxicating, Nate’s scent and his own special flavor. Shock waves of pleasure shot to my core as my mouth lingered on his.

  My tongue snaked around his as I explored a place I had wanted to for years. I could feel that Nate wanted it too as his muscles practically melted underneath me. He pushed his hands up into my hair and pulled me into him so that our kiss became even deeper.

  I pressed my cock into his and felt how turned on he was too. Our bodies gyrated slowly together as the intense pleasure of the moment washed over us.

  But then something changed. Nate pushed my chest and our lips parted. Then he turned his head away from me. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

  “Why?” I asked, sitting up on the bed. “Did I do something wrong? I don’t understand, Nate. I kinda got the feeling … I mean, before you left … I thought maybe you were into me.”

  Nate just stared at the wall for a long time. He looked like he wanted to say something but every time he started, something made him stop.

  “Please tell me what’s going on, Nate.”

  He finally turned his head back and looked at me, then swallowed hard. “You don’t understand, Brian. I was into you back then … I am into you now … I just …”

  “What?” I blurted out. I was trying to be sensitive, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. I didn’t understand what had come between us. “I was your best friend, Nate. We told each other everything. Why won’t you tell me what’s going on?”

  “I lost my leg in that accident, Brian.” Nate stared at me for a long time like he was expecting me to react. When I didn’t he continued. “Well, half of it anyway … and I have this prosthetic leg that they gave me in Costa Rica. It doesn’t fit very well and it makes it hard for me to go up and down stairs. It makes it hard to get up off the ground. It makes it hard to walk on the sand or on gravel or rocks or anything that’s not paved. And I couldn’t have gone into the water the other day, even if I wanted to. Not without taking my leg off.” Then he lowered his voice even more. “And I don’t want you to see it.”

  “Oh, my God, Nate. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “I was scared, I guess.”

  “Of what? We used to tell each other everything. Why should that be different now?”

  “Because things are different now. I’m different. I was scared you wouldn’t want to be around someone who had a defect, or that you’d just feel sorry for me.”

  “Don’t say that. You don’t have a defect, Nate. You’re the same person you were before. And I want to be around you. All the time.”

  Nate looked back into my eyes, but he didn’t smile. He looked sad and tired. Like he’d been fighting something inside him for a long time. “I want to be around you too,” he said, his eyes glazing over with tears. “Fuck. I’m pathetic,” Nate said as he threw one of his arms over his eyes so I couldn’t see them.

  “No, you’re not. You’re being way too hard on yourself.” I put my hand on Nate’s and pushed his arm off his face.” You’re an amazing person, Nate. I don’t know anyone who’s even a tenth as strong of a person as you are.”

  I wanted more than anything in the world to see Nate smile again, and I hoped that kissing him would help. With my fingers interlaced with his, I lowered my lips again and brought them to his gently. I felt Nate’s body give into mine again. One of his legs curled against me and he pressed his chest into mine. I freed one of my hands and moved it down his chest until it was resting right on the button of his jeans.

  “Do you want to do this?” I asked.

  “Okay,” Nate whispered.

  “You don’t sound very convincing. Are you sure?”

  “I’ve just never … the only people who’ve seen my leg have been my doctors.”

  “Well, I won’t take your jeans off if you don’t want me to. Just lay there. I’ll take care of everything,” I said with a smile. “I want to make you feel good.”

  I got on top of Nate and pushed his T-shirt up, exposing his narrow but muscular chest. He had a slight build, but was wiry, and I found myself getting harder just looking at him.

  I brought my lips to his chest and kissed my way down the center until I came to his jeans. I could already see his hard cock through the fabric and couldn’t wait to set it free. I glanced up and saw that Nate had covered his eyes again. I wished he would open them. I wanted to see Nate looking down at me, but I figured this must be hard for him. Harder than I could even imagine. So I continued about my business of g
iving the omega of my dreams pleasure.

  I unbuttoned Nate’s jeans and unzipped them, then eased them down a little bit so that the base of his cock was visible. Then I pulled down on the elastic of his boxer briefs and watched Nate’s hard cock spring up in the air.

  “Damn,” I said. “This thing really wanted out.”

  I looked up at Nate’s face and I could see he was smiling, and that made me incredibly happy. I still didn’t quite know what I was doing, but as long as Nate had a smile on his face, I knew I was headed in the right direction.

  I took ahold of Nate’s cock and planted my tongue at the base. Then I licked the entire length. When my lips surrounded his head, Nate let out an incredibly sexy moan. I watched his lips quiver ever so slightly as I slid my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. I decided right then and there that it was incredibly sexy just watching his face. Then, when I swallowed his entire length down my throat, Nate’s body went rigid.

  “Oh, fuck,” Nate gasped. “I’m gonna come.”

  I wanted Nate to come in my mouth. Just the small amount of pre-come that had squirted out of him tasted so incredible it just about drove me out of my mind. So I slid my lips up and down his cock a couple more times until I felt it start to pulsate and quiver.

  Nate groaned deeply as his stream shot down my throat. I continued to move my mouth up and down his shaft as I swallowed. I used my hands on his balls and shaft, working them as Nate’s hips bucked into the air. I wanted to make sure I didn’t stop before he was completely spent, and when his entire body went limp, I looked up at his face again.

  His eyes were still covered, but his mouth was open and his chest was moving as he tried to catch his breath. I crawled back up next to Nate and moved his arm off his eyes, then kissed him. “You taste amazing,” I said, looking into Nate’s eyes. “I hope you’re ready for more because I could do that all day.”

  “But what about you? I want you to have fun too.”

  “Don’t worry about me.”

  “But …” Nate didn’t say anything for a long moment, and he didn’t look very happy.

  “But what?”

  “I feel like a charity case. I can’t even have sex right.”

  “What are you talking about? I’m having an amazing time. Aren’t you?”

  “I didn’t want our first time together to be lame. I wanted it to be …”

  “What? Just tell me what you want. I’ll do anything. I want you to be comfortable and happy.”

  “But, that means you’re treating me differently. You’re treating me like someone with special needs.”

  “I’m sorry,” I said, feeling confused. “I’m not trying to treat you differently, Nate. I just wasn’t sure—”

  “If you’re not doing what you would normally do, then you’re treating me different. I’m not a freak that you have to be careful with.”

  “I don’t know what I would normally do,” I said, not sure what we were even talking about. “Before you said you were different now, but now you’re saying you don’t want to be treated differently. Which is it? I don’t know what you want, Nate.”

  Nate pulled his jeans up and buttoned them up, then sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed so that his back was to me. “You just don’t understand. There’s no way you or anyone else could ever understand. I just want things to be like they were. I want to feel like myself. But I don’t even know what that is anymore.”

  Nate got up and walked to the door. “I don’t want you to watch me go down the stairs,” Nate said, his voice cracking. Then he opened the door and shut it behind him.

  I laid there for a long time. I had no idea what I’d done wrong, but something had upset Nate, and that just about killed me. I would’ve given anything for him to stay here in my arms. I wouldn’t have cared if he spent the rest of the day crying or talking. I would’ve been thrilled to just touch his skin and feel his body against mine.

  But he didn’t want that. He said he wanted me, but he didn’t like what had just happened. So I didn’t know what I could do. But I was pretty sure there wasn’t anything I could do to help him unless he let me. I had told him how I felt, but he didn’t even seem to believe me. And if he didn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth, I didn’t know what else there was for me to do but wait.

  So, that’s what I would have to do. I would wait forever for Nate if that’s what it took.

  Chapter 5

  Nate

  I went down the stairs as fast as I could and out the front door of Brian’s house. I was so humiliated and angry with myself. I was upset that I couldn’t even explain to Brian how I was feeling.

  I actually told him that the sex was lame. How could I’ve done that? It felt amazing. Everything he did felt so good and was something I’d been wanting for so long, and then I turned around and insulted him. I wouldn’t be surprised if he never wanted to see me again.

  I didn’t mean what he’d done was lame. I wanted to run back and tell him that. I wanted to try to explain how I was feeling to Brian, but how could I when I couldn’t even figure it out in my own head?

  What I meant to say was, I really wanted our first time to be amazing, but because of my stupid leg I was afraid to even take my clothes off. Brian did all the work and he didn’t even come, and the whole thing was just embarrassing. I hated my body so much for betraying me. For making me feel like everything I did was wrong. For making things that were supposed to be amazing turn into complete shit.

  And on top of everything, the guy I’d been in love with my whole freaking life just sucked my cock, and I couldn’t even let myself enjoy it. All because I was pissed at myself and at my leg. I felt like such an idiot.

  When I got back to the home there was a message for me that Dr. Livingston wanted to see me. I didn’t really feel like talking to anyone, but my leg had been bothering me so much lately, and I was really hoping they had found me one that fit better. I couldn’t deny the fact that this one just didn’t fit right at all anymore, and I was willing to deal with having to talk to someone just as long as I could crawl into bed afterward and hide away from the world for at least a week.

  “Hey, Dr. Livingston,” I said as I peeked around the open doorway. “The nurse at the reception desk said I could come back.”

  “Yeah, come on in, Nate. I’m glad you could make it. I have a really big surprise for you,” he said with a smile.

  “My new leg?”

  “Yep, it just came in. You wanna hop up on the exam table and we can give it a trial run. I’ll call Dr. Soames and see if he’s available. I’ve helped with the fitting of a few prosthetics, but he’s the expert.”

  I got up on the exam table and pulled my pant leg up, then watched as Dr. Livingston removed the old socket and started to pull down the liner.

  “Am I getting a new one of those two?” I asked.

  “Yeah, this is a brand-new system. Your old one had a ratchet mechanism that attached to the liner, but this new leg works on a vacuum system. It’s much more stable and allows the socket to attach more firmly around your remaining leg.”

  Dr. Livingston brought the new socket into the exam room and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was probably the most advanced prostatic leg out there.

  “No way,” I said. “That leg is insanely expensive, Dr. Livingston. I’ve seen videos on these computerized legs and they cost around fifty-thousand dollars. How can this clinic afford it?”

  “Well, we have some very wealthy benefactors,” he said with a smile. “I don’t want you to worry about how much any of this costs. It’s all been taking care of.”

  Dr. Soames showed up after my new leg was attached and all of the air was sucked out, creating the vacuum seal. Then the two of them watched me walk and jump and even swivel my hips while I was standing with both feet on the ground.

  “How does it feel?” Dr. Soames asked.

  “It feels amazing! It feels like a real leg. I can move it in every direct
ion without it rubbing at all. This leg is so different from the other one.”

  “Well, that one was a pretty old model. There’ve been a lot of advances since it was made. And the foot you’ve got there will allow you to balance on just about any surface. It’s split down the center so you can move from side to side or run over an uneven surface and you shouldn’t have any problems. It might take you little while to get use to it, but I’m sure you’ll be climbing over rocks and running through the woods in no time.”

  “Wow, thank you, both of you,” I said. “I honestly didn’t think my leg would ever feel this good again.”

  “It’s my pleasure. How are your phantom pains?” Dr. Soames asked. “Are you still getting them at night?”

  “About the same. They come and go.”

  “Well, that’s pretty common. But this leg might help with that too, especially when the irritated areas heal. If you’d like, I can write you a prescription for a mild sedative or a painkiller that you can take before you go to bed.”

  “No, I don’t want to take anything. It’s really not that bad. Mostly annoying really. Like pins and needles.”

  “Okay, well, then, if you’re all set I’m going to head back to my office. Why don’t you go ahead and make an appointment in about a week so that Dr. Livingston and I can take a look at how everything is coming along, and make any adjustments you might need?”

  “Sounds good,” I said.

  “And if you have any pain or soreness before then, be sure to give one of us a call.”

  “I will. Thank you so much, Dr. Soames.”

  “Anytime, Nate.”

  Dr. Soames said goodbye and left Dr. Livingston and me in the room together. I had completely forgotten about how horrible I’d felt earlier in the day. There was something about having this new leg that made my life seem not quite so bad. It was so much more comfortable and made me feel more confident. I wasn’t even limping anymore.

  “Have you continued seeing the counselor here at the clinic?” Dr. Livingston asked.