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Fiery Heat ch 4

Date: 6/8/2016, Categories: Anal, First Time, Gay Male, Author: Vectivus, Rating: , Source: xHamster

day. Talking of Adriana… “Oh shit!” He exclaimed. “What?” Damon asked alarmed. “My parents…” “Know you are here. Relax.” “What?” Tristan shouted looking even more worried. “I called your dad last night after you…slept. I told him we came home from the pub to discuss Albatros. But you passed out at a point so I was going to allow you to sl**p. I promised I’d take you home today after we finish going over the project.” “You lied to my dad.” Tristan sounded amused. “Not entirely. You did pass out.” Tristan groaned whilst Damon laughed. “Tris, it’s 11 a.m. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought of your f****y all this while. Damn I must be good.” Damon said with a lewd grin. “Suck my dick.” “Really? With pleasure.” Damon said throwing his napkin on the table. Then he got up to go to Tristan who was laughing uncontrollably. “Damon come on! I didn’t mean it like that and you know it.” He was laughing so hard he couldn’t stop Damon from drawing him up into his arms. When Damon’s lips skated past his jaw and earlobe to latch on to his neck, Tristan’s laughter turned into a moan…then a wail when Damon sank his teeth in and sucked. Hard. Fuck! He was getting hard again. Something about Damon just made it impossible for him to have any control, made him needy for more, no matter how much he got. Tristan rubbed his hardening cock against Damon, moans and groans falling from his lips. Rubbing against Damon’s hard cock was driving him insane. He wanted to suck Damon off. Damon continued sucking ... on Tristan’s neck as he shuffled them from the kitchen, with the intention of making for the couch in the living room. But all the air pretty much left his lungs when Tristan pushed him against the Kitchen Island and went on his knees in front of him. “Tris?” “Shh…I wanna do this.” Tristan pulled down Damon’s sweats and released his huge wet erection with its beautiful piercing. How the fuck was he going to fit this into his mouth? Tristan wondered. Damon watched him flick his wet little tongue over his tip and then circle it, and he let his head fall back with an agonized groan. After three long, damp strokes up his dick, he was panting. Tristan was determined to drive Damon out of his mind. He got blowjobs from girls all the time. And he knew exactly what got his bl**d pumping. He just had to do what he would want to be done for him. After all, a dick is a dick is a dick…right? Once Damon was glistening with moisture from his clever tongue, Tristan curled his hand around the base and sucked in his crown. Slowly, he worked him deep till Damon’s knees nearly gave out. “Oh yeah, Tris, like that.” Damon choked out, threading his fingers through Tristan’s bangs. He wanted to grab the back of his head and shove it, had to make a fist to keep from doing so. Tristan looked up at Damon with green eyes glazed with lust. His tongue rolled around his shaft, teased at his piercing, making Damon growl. His hand stroked him at his base. His other hand came up to cup his balls. He left no ...