As the first light of dawn crept in through the open windows, it cast a warm glow upon Damion's chiseled features, highlighting his strong jawline and those captivating ice blue eyes that were still closed in peaceful slumber.
Angelo stirred slightly against him, nuzzling into the crook of Damion's neck as he began to surface from deep sleep. His hand rested possessively on Damion's chest, fingers splaying over his pectoral muscle and feeling it rise and fall with each steady breath.
Damion woke slowly, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth before Angelo could even see him open his eyes yet. He loved these quiet moments together - when they weren't consumed by lust or lost in passion but simply enjoyed being close without words needing to be spoken aloud...
Angelo's eyelids fluttered and then opened revealing those stunning emerald greens that seemed almost translucent this morning somehow as Damion gazed down at him with undisguised adoration.
"Mmmm... mornin' handsome," Angelo mumbled sleepily, voice gravelly from his exhaustion earned the day before. He stretched languidly against Damion's side like a contented cat basking in the sunlight now warming their skin through open balcony doors...
Damion chuckled lowly at that greeting, reaching up to brush damp hair away from his forehead with gentle fingers tracing over the delicate bone structure there reverently. "Morning yourself," he murmured back, leaning down to place soft kiss on the tip of his cute button nose just because it was right there and irresistibly tempting...
Angelo blushed faintly under Damion's tender touch but met his gaze head-on this time without shyness or hesitation. Last night had changed something between them - a wall crumbling away leaving only honest desire and affection shining through unguarded.
"I meant what I said yesterday," Angelo began slowly, chewing on his bottom lip in thought for a moment before continuing more firmly. "About... about not being sure if my body could handle you going all week." He paused swallowing hard around the sudden nervousness rising up in his throat unbidden even as resolve hardened his green eyes staring straight back at Damion now. "But I want to try anyway," Angelo finished softly reaching out tentatively to cup the strong jaw in his slender palm. "I trust you... and if it gets too much we'll stop." Damion's breath caught slightly at those words - so simple yet holding immense significance as he felt them echo through his chest like a physical touch almost...
He turned his head into the caress turning his lips against warm flesh there as his eyes slid shut briefly just savoring the moment before opening again to pin Angelo with fierce intensity burning within ice blue depths now. "Angelo... you have no idea how much it means hearing that," Damion said hoarsely, voice thickened with emotion he couldn't quite hide away anymore. "I promise I'll take good care of this sexy body..." His large hand slid down to cup the curve of Angelo's ass, possessively, squeezing firm flesh through the thin sheet separating them as a wicked grin slowly spread across his handsome face. "Among other things," Damion added with a salacious wink before capturing his lips in a deep kiss full of promise and morning breath mingling together so intimately...
Angelo groaned into it, hips rolling instinctively up against the growing bulge now tenting the sheets over Damion's lap as arousal sparked between them again just like that - ready for round two (or was this three?) after their marathon session last night.
Damion growled lowly in his throat feeling himself already hardening fully at Angelo's responsiveness to even such a simple touch and kiss. Fuck he loved reducing this straight boy into a needy mess craving cock... He broke away from Angelo's lips with an obscene slurping sound, both men panting harshly as Damion loomed over the slender form now pinned beneath his much larger body on the mattress. "How about you show me what else that filthy mouth can do besides just talking," Damion purred wickedly eyeing the glistening strands of saliva connecting their mouths with a smirk. "Put it to better use sucking my cock like good little slut..."
Angelo shuddered at the crude command, feeling himself leaking precum already as Damion's words ignited something primal within him - an urge to submit and obey just for his lover's pleasure alone... "Yes sir," he breathed out in acquiescence before sliding his lithe body downwards trailing open mouth kisses along chiseled abs until reaching the straining tent of cotton.
Damion groaned gutturally as Angelo mouthed at his covered erection, hips bucking up involuntarily seeking more friction and contact against those soft lips now leaving damp patches on the fabric with each kiss... "Mmmm you want that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock baby?" Damion rasped looking down through hooded eyes dark with lust to where Angelo knelt between muscular thighs. "Want me to fuck your throat 'til tears leak out and ruin this cute face..."
Angelo whimpered needily, nuzzling into the damp spot he'd created on the sheets as he nodded fervently - too far gone in arousal now for embarrassment or hesitation. He needed Damion's cock so badly it ached like a physical hunger clawing at his insides and demanding satiation only thick flesh could provide. Pride and dignity be damned, all that mattered was servicing this dominant male until they both found release again...
With trembling fingers Angelo worked to tug down the sheet and freeing Damion's impressive morning wood from its confines - the large shaft slapping up against his cheek lewdly smearing precum across the flushed skin as it twitched with anticipation.
Damion kicked off the sheet fully then, spreading powerful thighs wider in clear invitation for Angelo to step between and take what he'd been offered so boldly. One hand came down to fist through damp hair at the back of his lover's head - gripping just tight enough to show who was really in control here even as he let him guide the pace. "Go on then," Damion urged gruffly, voice strained with barely restrained desire now. "Wrap those sexy lips around me and put that clever tongue to work..."
And so Angelo did, leaning forward until the swollen head of Damion's cock pushed past kiss-swollen lips stretching them wide open - his hot mouth enveloping just the tip first as he swirled his dexterous tongue along the sensitive underside tracing the prominent vein there.
"Fuckkk yesss," Damion hissed out through clenched teeth feeling that wet heat engulf him so perfectly even if only an inch deep for now. "Just like that baby... take me deeper..."
Angelo took a shaky breath through his nose and began to relax his throat muscles as he slowly pushed forward, taking more of Damion's substantial length into the tight clutches of his mouth. He could feel every ridge and vein pulsing against his tongue as it slid along the thick shaft.
"That's my good boy," Damion praised gruffly above him, fingers tightening briefly in dark hair before relaxing to let Angelo set a rhythm he was comfortable with. The sight of those glossy lips stretched wide around his cock made Damion throb and leak even more precum onto that eager tongue.
Angelo moaned softly as the taste burst across his palate - musky yet clean from their shower last night, but undeniably masculine all the same. It sent a bolt of electricity straight to his own aching erection now straining against the sheets beneath him.
He bobbed slowly at first just savoring every inch he could reach without gagging as inexperienced hands found Damion's heavy balls drawing them gently away from his body so he could mouth and suckle there too. The scent was intoxicating - pure virile male concentrated in such a small space between powerful thighs now bracketing slender hips.
Damion shuddered and groaned deeply, head falling back against the pillows as Angelo worked over his most sensitive flesh with lips and tongue that seemed to know just how to touch him for maximum pleasure despite his lack of practice. He couldn't believe this straight boy was sucking him off like a pro already!
But fuck if it didn't feel amazing having those silken walls fluttering around the head of his cock each time Angelo pulled back before sinking down again taking more and more with every pass until Damion could feel the tip nudging at the entrance to his throat.
"Ohhhh shit baby, your mouth feels incredible," he panted out between clenched teeth as his hips began rocking shallowly up into that welcoming heat of their own accord now. "You were made for this... Made to service my cock like a perfect little slut."
Angelo whimpered around the thick flesh stretching his jaw wide open and redoubled his efforts sucking even harder, tongue swirling lewdly along the underside as he forced himself down further - determined to take Damion into his throat until his nose was pressed against his pelvis.
Damion let out an animalistic growl of pure bliss at that sensation - cool air hitting damp skin briefly before hot wet tightness engulfed him completely balls deep in one swift motion. The sight of his lover's button nose nestled right up against his groin was almost too much to take, made him throb hard enough it bordered on painful.
"Fuckkk just like that," he snarled down at the green eyes glazed with lust and pleasure peering up at him through spiky lashes. "Take every fucking inch baby... Gonna ruin this throat for anything but my cock..."
Angelo could only gurgle in agreement, tears leaking from the corners of his tightly shut eyelids now as Damion began thrusting steadily into the tight clutch - not hard enough to hurt just deep and firm enough that he knew it was him invading that space so perfectly.
He focused on breathing through his nose when possible and swallowing around the thick length, stretching muscles taut until they burned with unfamiliar strain. But the ache of it only made his own arousal throb harder between his legs, leaking steadily onto the sheets now as Damion used his mouth for both their pleasure...
Damion set a brutal pace quickly losing himself to carnal bliss radiating out from where he was buried so deep in the tight throat - chasing climax with single-minded focus. One hand fisted almost painfully into Angelo's hair while the other gripped the bed frame hard enough his knuckles turned white and the wood creaked alarmingly under his grip.
"Ohhhh fuck baby I'm close," Damion grunted out between harsh pants of breath, sweat dripping down his chiseled torso to mingle with saliva now drooling messily onto Angelo's chin from intensity. "Gonna... unh unh unh... gonna pump this slutty throat full and make you swallow every drop..."
Angelo shuddered violently at the filthy words growling above him - feeling more aroused than he ever had before in his young life straight or otherwise. He wanted it, needed to feel Damion lose control completely, just for him like this.
So he doubled his efforts sucking hard enough his cheeks hollowed and tongue fluttering wildly along the shaft as the tip nudged the entrance of his stomach again and again until finally with a strangled roar... "FUCK! Take my load you dirty cock slut!" Damion roared, head thrown back in ecstasy as thick ropes of cum began erupting from his pulsing cock to paint Angelo's throat.
Angelo whimpered loudly around the mouthful, gagging slightly at the sudden flood but he swallowed it down greedily just like Damion had commanded until there was nothing left - some even leaking out his nostrils and making a mess all over his face as Damion's balls emptied completely.
Finally with a shuddering gasp, Damion pulled back letting his softening cock flop free from the lips, swollen, almost bruised looking now glistening obscenely with spit and cum.
"Such... unh... such an obedient little slut for me," he praised breathlessly still trying to regain control of his breathing. "Look at you covered in my seed like a proper fucktoy..."
Angelo blushed deeply but couldn't help the smug grin spreading across his messy face as Damion's words washed over him - so dirty yet making something warm bloom in his chest that had nothing to do with physical pleasure. He felt proud and special somehow, cherished even just for being able to bring this powerful man such intense satisfaction. And if he was honest? He wanted more of it... More chances to worship Damion's amazing body until they were both completely satisfied over and over again...
As if reading his mind, Damion reached out a large hand wiping away some stray cum from the corner of Angelo's mouth with his thumb before pushing the digit past Angelo's lips making them stretch obscenely wide once more.
"Clean yourself off baby," he coaxed lowly, voice dripping with dark promise. "Then get that sexy ass up in air for me... I'm not nearly done playing yet..." Angelo shuddered at Damion's commanding tone and filthy implication, feeling his spent cock already starting to stir again between his legs despite the messy facial he'd just received.
"Yes sir," he breathed out submissively as he quickly licked and sucked Damion's thumb clean before releasing it with a wet pop. Keeping eye contact, Angelo slowly turned around on his hands and knees then raised his hips invitingly - reaching back to pull his cheeks apart so Damion could see his pink pucker clenching hungrily at the cool island breeze.
The sight of that tight little hole winking up at him made Damion groan deeply as he reached down to give one cheek a sharp smack, watching it jiggle enticingly. "Fuck baby, look how eager this ass is... Practically begging to be split open on my big cock again." He leaned over Angelo's back pressing his lips against the shell of his ear before growling lowly, hot breath fanning across sensitive skin. "You want that stud? Want me buried balls deep in your ass while I fuck you so hard this island feels it?"
Angelo let out a needy whimper and arched his lower body further into Damion's groin grinding against the thick length now hardening rapidly between muscular thighs once more. "Please..." he begged shamelessly, too far gone to care about dignity anymore - only caring about feeling that perfect cock rearranging his guts until all sense of self was obliterated by pleasure. "Need you... Need your big dick wrecking my ass again..."
Damion smirked wickedly at the desperation in Angelo's voice as he nipped sharply on an earlobe before soothing it with a lick, one hand sliding down to circle that twitching rim teasingly. "Mmmm I'm gonna give this greedy hole exactly what it needs..." He brought spit-slick fingers up and pushed two inside without preamble stretching that tight ring of muscle open as he began pumping steadily. "Gonna ruin you for anyone else baby... Fuck this ass 'til all you can take is cock..."
Angelo keened loudly, head dropping forward onto folded arms and pushing hips back eagerly to meet Damion's thrusting fingers - relishing the slight burn spreading from his stretched rim outwards into clenching walls. He could feel himself leaking steadily now, smearing sticky streaks of arousal across the sheets as he humped against the bed seeking more friction.
Damion worked him open quickly, ruthless in the preparation knowing they both needed release again soon. When he deemed Angelo ready - hole fluttering and slick around his plunging fingers - Damion withdrew them with a filthy wet sound before gripping himself, rubbing swollen head teasingly over that spit-shined pucker.
"Beg for it," he demanded roughly, voice strained from holding back as the heat of Angelo's body seeped into his cock tip making him throb. "Tell me how badly you need my cock stuffed up your slutty hole..."
Angelo whimpered and squirmed impatiently against Damion's chest pressing flush along his spine now - feeling every ridge and contour he was quickly learning by heart, it seemed. "Please..." He tried to push back onto the thick length but the strong hands on his hips held him in place as Damion denied them both for a few torturous moments. "I need your cock so fucking bad... Need you splitting me open, ruining my ass with that huge dick..." He gasped out desperately between panting breaths, brain clouded by arousal and lusty haze of desire only Damion could ignite in him now. "Wanna feel every inch stretching me wide as I milk it for all its worth..." Angelo panted harshly, clenching down on nothing, wishing there was something to grip onto. "Fuckin' wreck my hole stud... Make this ass yours and no one else's..."
Damion let out a guttural groan at those filthy words spilling so sweet from kiss-swollen lips - the last of his control snapping like a frayed thread. He notched himself in place then slammed forward sheathing balls deep into tight heat with one brutal thrust.
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