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“Oh my god, take me home, Tomas…unless you have something else planned.”
“This was all I had planned….”
“Thank god,” Damon mutters and then crashes his lips back onto mine. His hands slide down my chest and settle on my hard cock that’s pushing out from my jeans. I let out a shaky exhale as he squeezes it and then lets go.
He scoots away from me and presses a hand to his forehead. “Okay, I’m going to behave while you drive us home, and then I can’t promise you anything remotely civil once we get behind doors.”
I like that, I really fucking do.
With trembling legs, I drive us back to my place and as soon as the door to my house closes behind us, I’m on him, pulling him into my arms. I lift him and his legs wrap around my waist as I bring us to my bedroom where I press him against the wall and kiss him senseless.
Damon is grinding up against me, his hands tugging roughly on my hair.
“Fuck me, Tomas,” he says and my dick strains to get inside of him. “I mean, only if you want to…oh fuck, say you want to.”
He kisses me again and our cocks slide together as we grind our hips.
Without thinking, I pull away from the wall and walk to the bed, my entire body thrumming with need. Damon groans when we fall onto the mattress together, his body writhing beneath mine.
“Take me. Fuck. I need you,” he says, and I lift up on my arms, watching as Damon unbuttons my shirt and pulls it from my shoulders, his lips landing on my overheated skin as they kiss their way across my collarbone.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he says and then nips at my shoulder as I help him out of his sheer shirt. “All those tattoos, the muscles.”
“So are you,” I say when we’re both naked from the waist up.
“I want you to fuck me in every position,” he says as he works my pants open. “I want you in all the ways.”
“That might take all night,” I say as he unzips me and pulls my cock out, his eyes glazing over as he starts to stroke me.
“I have all night and tomorrow. That’s my only plan. To be fucked. By you.”
I can’t even form a response. I’m too far gone. We kick off our pants, and when we’re both fully naked, I stretch out on top of him and grind my hips slowly into his. For a few seconds I worry that maybe he’s bored of me, that maybe my lack of experience in the art of sex is making his eyes cross, but when I look down at his face and see the utter bliss etched across it, I know that he’s just as horny for me as I am for him.
“I love feeling your cock against mine,” he says and then rolls us over until he’s on top of me, his body lifting slightly off of mine as he reaches between us and pulls our dicks together. I let out a shocked moan as he begins to jack us, my balls already feeling heavy at the sensation and the sight of us pressed together.
“Oh my god,” I grunt and Damon huffs a small laugh before shifting again, his body angled off the bed as he grabs for something in his discarded pants.
“I brought a few condoms,” he says. “You have lube, right?”
“Yeah, bathroom.”
Damon hops off of me and saunters away, and I reach down and grab on to my dick, holding the base tightly.
Do not come yet, I chastise it. I won’t have myself embarrassed with a literal porn star.
But those thoughts filter away and die a quick death when he returns and starts to finger himself while straddling me. It’s too much—the sight, the sounds….
“Fuck,” I moan as my dick starts to leak profusely. He tosses me a condom, and I fumble with it and it takes a couple of tries, but I’m finally sheathed and ready for him.
“God, that’s hot. You can’t wait, can you?” he asks as he scoots up my legs a bit more and grabs on to my dick, settling it right at the entrance to his hole. “You sure you want this? I don’t want to pressure you, if you’re not ready.”
“I’m so fucking ready,” I say and before I can even finish my sentence, he sits on me, taking my cock right up his ass in one fell swoop. The sensation of being inside another man is otherworldly. I grab on to his hips and shift my own up, impaling him a little further. Damon’s head falls back and then he rocks forward, his lips just inches from mine.
“Fuck me like you mean it,” he says, and I do, shifting my ass up and fucking into him with long desperate groans. The feel of his ass strangling me, the sight of him—open-mouthed, flushed cheeks, and bobbing cock—is too much. I don’t last. Can’t last. I just explode into the condom with a shout as Damon rides me through my orgasm. And when it’s over, I let out a shaky breath, feeling embarrassment start to settle in.
“I’m sorry,” I say and Damon shakes his head, his hand moving to his dick and squeezing it. He didn’t come. I should have made sure he came.
Fuck, he probably has better sex on screen than with me.
