FIERY HEAT [BoyxBoy]

CHAPTER 4: An explosive encounter...the heat is on!

Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas. The heat is on!

Pix of Tristan, passed out after a good fuc..., on the side

Enjoy!

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Damon laid Tristan on his bed and proceeded to strip him naked.

“Damon, the light.” Tristan said shyly. After all he was stark naked whilst Damon remained fully clothed.

Damon didn’t answer him. He stretched out on top of Tristan and captured his lips in a fierce kiss, a kiss that rocked his soul. Damon’s tongue pushed past his lips, pumping into his mouth with slow, deliberate strokes, teasing him, making him groan in hungry need as his c0ck became rock hard. Tristan wound his arms came around Damon’s neck and kissed him back for all he was worth.

“It stays on. I want to see you.” Damon whispered then.

Tristan made an agonized sound in his throat and closed his eyes. Unsteady fingers cupped his cheek, forcing him to open his eyes and meet Damon’s gaze. They just looked into each other’s eyes, no words, no sounds but their harsh breaths. Damon pushed his pelvis into Tristan, his hardness more than evident.

“God, you make me crazy,” Damon muttered as he licked up the length of Tristan’s neck, biting down on the soft skin below his ear. Tristan shivered in pleasure as Damon’s teeth raked his skin.

He reached between them and unbuttoned Damon’s jeans, tugging them down and circling his dripping c0ck.

“Ugh.” Damon moaned helplessly, fingers digging into Tristan’s nape.

Dear God. He was so big. Tristan couldn’t get over the size of Damon’s c0ck.

Damon caught the uncertainty in his eyes and quickly reassured him.

“You’ll be fine.” He said getting up to shed off his clothes.

“Easy for you to say. You’re not the one about to take this monster up the arse.

That got a laugh out of Damon. He covered Tristan’s body with his again and started dropping kisses on his neck. He slid his palms across the hot, smooth skin of Tristan’s chest, loving the shudders Tristan couldn’t hide. He circled one hard nipple with a finger and bent down to take the other between his teeth.

Tristan moaned, back ached in pleasure, gasping as Damon licked and bit at his nipples. He suc*ked his nipples until they were hard and stiff, then made his way down Tristan's body, stopping to lick and suc*k and kiss every few inches.

“Damon…” Tristan groaned as Damon moved down, towards his leaking c0ck.

“Turnover and get on your hands and knees Tristan.” Damon instructed getting a frustrated groan from Tristan.

“Bossy.” Tristan muttered but did as he had been told making Damon grin.

Damon trailed his hand down Tristan’s back making him shiver. He leaned down and dropped kisses on his back, caressing him with gentle hands. His hands continued to slide down till they reached his arse. Tristan froze.

“Relax Tris.” Damon said dropping kisses on his arse cheeks.

Tristan’s face was flaming despite his arousal. Exposed as he was in that position, he knew Damon could see his hole. He was mortified.  

"Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?” Damon asked huskily. Tristan could hear the reverence in Damon’s voice. And just like that, the embarrassment he felt disappeared.