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Daou nodded, trying to smile and answer the fan currently talking to him . He had to keep up appearances, pretending everything was normal. Pretending that Offroad's hand wasn't sliding down his thigh, and was now millimeters away from brushing his crotch...
The fan finally said her goodbyes before moving on to the next actor. Daou leaned toward Offroad.
" What are you doing?" he hissed.
Offroad turned toward him and batted his eyelashes, a casual look on his face.
" Me? Nothing."
But his actions were in complete contradiction to his words for he had now fully placed his hand on Daou's cock, cupping it.
" Road..." Daou's tone had become firmer, like a warning.
" You-"
Daou was interrupted when another fan appeared in front of him, handing him his photocard to sign. Offroad was delighted by the distraction and took it as an opportunity to start working his hand over Daou's member, feeling it twitch against his palm. He bit his lip. He wanted Daou. He wanted to feel him inside him. For three days he had settled for either blowjobs or handjobs. Daou had made it a rule to not fuck him before the concert because he didn't want Offroad to be in discomfort during the show. Which often happened after a round of sex, Daou's size being far from small... And while he thought it was adorable to see him so worried about him, Offroad was mostly frustrated now.
Since they'd started being together, Offroad had become addicted.. Daou was always fucking him so good, giving him such intense pleasure every time, that Offroad found himself begging for more and more. Just thinking about the way Daou's cock left him so wide open and so sore, he could feel his own arousal rising.
He glanced at Daou and noticed him struggling to keep a straight face. He pressed his hand harder on his cock, picking up the pace of his strokes . He saw Daou's hand tighten around the pen he was holding and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed hard. He could feel Daou's dick swell beneath his fingers and it only spurred him on.
He was about to unzip his lover's trousers when a hand grabbed his wrist. He was so focused on his desires that he had not noticed the fan had just left . Daou was now facing him, staring intensely. A mixture of anger and arousal flashing through his eyes, making Offroad shudder. He knew that if he kept pushing, Daou would probably lose control and that was exactly the outcome he wanted. He decided to tease him some more, hoping to make it happen quickly. Even though Daou was restraining his arm, if he stretched out his fingers, he would still be able to graze his cock. He kept his gaze locked on Daou's before slowly stroking the prominent bulge, biting his lip when he felt it throbbing under his fingers. Fuck. He was this close to bending over in front of Daou and pleading him to take him right here and now. To beg him to cum in his ass. Picturing Daou's fat cock rearranging his guts, pounding into him all night to the point his hole would be unable to close after all it would have gone through, drove him crazy with arousal. He was already half hard thinking about it...
The minute Daou realized how turned on Offroad was, without even having touched himself, his pupils dilated wildly. He, too, wanted him so badly . He had to hold himself back because they were in public. But it was getting more and more difficult. The smoldering gaze Offroad was shooting at him, the way he was trying to stroke his dick despite the fact that he was holding his wrist, was showing how desperate he was, and Daou felt his arousal spike.
When he tightened his grip on his arm, probably leaving marks on his skin, Offroad whimpered softly and Daou's control slipped away. He cast a quick glance around to make sure no one was paying attention to them. Fortunately for him, the host had started talking and all eyes were on him. In a swift move, he yanked Offroad's chair closer to him. And then, instead of holding back his wandering hand, he plastered it against his hard member. He initiated a subtle hip swivel for Offroad to feel even more how aroused he was. The latter bit hard on his lip to contain a moan that would have been far from muted this time . Daou guided Offroad's hand to make him stroke his full length and it was now impossible to guess which one of the two was the most aroused . Offroad could perfectly picture in his mind Daou's long, thick cock digging in his ass, inch by inch, spreading his flesh almost painfully until finally his hips made contact with his butt cheeks, leaving him open and so full. Shit. He was so hard. He discreetly placed his second hand on his swollen crotch, attempting to relieve the tension somewhat. Daou noticed immediately and leaned in, whispering in his ear:
