Stripped Bare

I am the heat of your existence

A/N: Hello people!!! So sorry for the delays, but I am catching up!!! I am determined to finish this and give you the story from Dante's POV...he insists, lol!!! Lots of MxM action here, so if it's not to your liking, please skip, thanks all!!! 

Third Eye POV

Once back in LA, Dante found himself in an unmarked sedan being driven to one of the major bases of The Organization. He was apprehensive about meeting the men again, especially Damien's father, Darius. Their first encounter had been quite traumatic, ending up with the men sustaining severe injuries which Dante had been responsible for.

But Dante had made amends by not only healing the men, but continuing the mission which successfully concluded in Mexico, with the arrests of Elena and her men. As they walked up the steps into the impressive mansion, operatives were rushing between rooms on the first and second levels, with Bluetooth devices in their ears, and important documents in their hands.

Dante was intrigued by the immense number of staff in that building alone, but found his thoughts wondering as to how many people were actually within the compound where they now stayed. Yet, much to his surprise, he was warmly welcomed at the foot of the steps by no other than the three men who now played a major role in his life; Darius, Bryant and Marcus.

As Darius' assistants took their baggage and brought them up to their respective rooms, Dante was led immediately into the dining room, to sample some of the delightfully delicious cuisine that the head chef, Alma had prepared for them.

He blushed at the remark Alma had made regarding his taut physique as being too thin, and that he desperately needed 'fattening up' as she put it, to which Damien tried with much difficulty to suppress his laughter. She in turn, wagged a finger at him, stating that he had slimmed down too much as well, which caused Dante to smirk.

Once stomachs were full, the conversation turned to the events at hand, whereupon Damien chose to give the men full details of their encounters with Elena, her men, the fashion show, where the young hopefuls were led away and drugged, to the impressive display of Dante's powers in the Mayan temple, where Elena had commanded her shaman to complete the horrendous task of soul transference.

Damien's eyes glistened as they caught Dante's gaze across the table, while their hands found each other's underneath, as he felt the gentle caresses of reassurance from his beloved Damien. Darius then cleared his throat, indicating that they should take the conversation elsewhere, into the study, as Dante slumped from exhaustion and began nodding off.

Walid took the young agent back to his room so that he could get much needed rest, while Damien was in deep discussion with his father. He then felt a slight dip in the bed, as Damien joined him, wrapping his arms around his beloved Dante, rocking him to sweet slumber.

Dante woke up to the smells of breakfast wafting into room from below, as he heard the shower being turned on. He briskly got out of bed, and found the bathroom door ajar, and a very noisy Damien singing his lungs out as he proceeded to wash himself.

Dante took this opportunity to join his beloved, as he slipped his boxers off, and threw them into the laundry basket. He then quietly entered the cubicle and embraced Damien from behind, planting soft kisses tenderly upon Damien's neck.

"I take it you slept well?" Damien grinned as he continued to position himself underneath the warm spray of water, with his back towards Dante.

"Hmm...very well..." Dante groaned, poking his arousal between Damien's butt cheeks, causing the young man to gasp at the sneaky intrusion.

"Ah...uh...I think we should have breakfast soon...I'm starving" Damien tried to ignore Dante completely and failing miserably as he was assaulted by tender strokes and kisses from behind him.

"So am I... but...I'd like a bit of an appetizer first..." Dante teased, continuing to press himself against Damien, causing the younger man to moan out loud, as he soon wrapped his hand around Damien's very aroused self, stroking him fervently, while he continued to press himself against him.

Damien obliged, by relaxing his body, against Dante, allowing him to find his needy hole, but not before reaching out quickly into the medicine cabinet for a condom and some lube.

"Always prepared, eh?" Damien cajoled, seeing his lover take painstaking care so as not to injure him.

Dante shrugged, his eyes darkening with lust, while in the throes of lubricating himself, replying, "Of course...an agent is always prepared...I want to take you from behind this time..." He teased, licking Damien's neck with his tongue.

He continued to edge Damien further, as Damien gave into the small but tender massages Dante continued to give him, allowing the young man to relax at his touch. Dante whispered softly in his ear, as he gently pushed his way inwards with one then two digits, preparing the young man for his humongous girth, stroking Damien's prostate, causing the young man to shudder with delight.

Once satisfied that Damien had been fully prepared, he pushed the engorged purplish head of his cock slowly past the tightness of Damien's channel, until he was deeply seated within him.

Damien grasped at the metal handles along the tiled wall, with his legs spread out, accommodating Dante fully. As Dante moved, he too rocked with him in unison, as they edged one another to the point of no return, until release was imminent for both men.

"I can't...hold on...D" Dante cried out, feeling Damien's muscles squeeze his thick girth.

"Neither can I..." Damien grunted, as he felt the full force of Dante's rough pounding now, while Dante's nimble fingers continued to stroke and tease Damien's own girth to no end.

"FUCK!" Both men screamed out in unison...

In the dining room:

"My dearest Alma, please keep the food warm for both boys. I think they'll be along in a little while..." Darius gently minded her, as Bry stole a glance, cocking an eyebrow. Alma giggled while she acknowledged Darius' request.

The stomping of two pairs of feet could be heard, rushing down the stairs in haste towards the dining room doors. Dante and Damien both waited, catching their breath before they entered together on cue.

But before they could even enter, Alma cheekily grabbed the door handle to one side, releasing it quickly, forcing the two young men to nearly fall through the open doorway.

Both Darius and Bryant could hardly contain their laughter, as the two young men turned crimson, grinning sheepishly as they made their way to their seats. Once seated, Darius turned to both men, smiling widely with a twinkle in his eye...