1. Fiery Heat - an anonymous piece of fiction


    Date: 7/4/2017, Categories: Anal, First Time, Gay Male, Author: Vectivus, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    his toes curl inside his boots. He was lost. They both moaned, reeling under the intense heat. They were both fighting for breath within minutes. Bodies strained to get closer, the air heating with a primitive lust that Damon had no idea how to fight. He shoved a thigh between Tristan's thighs, pressing against the balls drawn up to the underside of his cock. Tristan rode that thigh, moaning and shaking as he lost himself in Damon. He was lost in all the delicious sensations. His cock strained against his zipper, leaking. He curled his tongue around Damon', sucking hard. He knew he was going to cum any second. His body burned, need overwhelming him, he tore his mouth from the kiss and threw his head back. "Damon, FUCK!" He screamed. Damon latched his lips onto that sensitive spot between Tristan's neck and shoulder and sucked hard, prolonging his ecstasy. He held him throughout his orgasm, felt the tremors that shook his lithe frame. God he was sexy as fuck. After that intense climax, Tristan went completely lax against him. The only thing holding him up was Damon's strong arms around him. "Oh God." Tristan groaned breathlessly. "Are you okay?" Damon chuckled, but Tristan made out the strain in his voice and caught the tremor in his body. He was still hard. "That was...I've never felt anything like that before. You didn't..." "I'm okay." Damaon quickly assured him. He had gone far enough as it was. He should have known better. How the fuck had he allowed this to happen? As if on cue the light suddenly came back on and the elevator started moving. Tristan moved away from Damon, his face on fire, his hands shaking badly. What the hell just happened? Did that make him gay? Was Damon gay? He was totally confused. He turned to look at Damon and saw him fully composed, shrugging into his jacket. "Damon..." "Let it go Tristan." Damon said gruffly just as the elevator opened on Caleb's floor, and strode out the lift. Leaving a confused Tristan behind.
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