FIERY HEAT [BoyxBoy]

CHAPTER 11: An explosive encounter...dialogue

Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas. Dialogue & sensual heat!

Pix of Caleb Thomas

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"Wake up sleepy head. What are you, Sleeping Beauty? Get up you slacker...it's almost noon!"

Tristan heard Adriana's voice in his sleep and felt fingers gently stroking his hair. He pried his eyelids open to see his sister sitting at the edge of his bed with a tray. The aroma coming from the spread on the tray made his mouth water. He started to stretch, but remembering the night before, quickly turned mid-stretch to look on his side.

"Where's Damon?" he asked looking confused.

"He had to go. He said he has a number of meetings this morning. He didn't want to wake you up. Boy, were you dead to the world..." Adriana drawled.

"Oh..."

"He asked me to bring you this in bed. Your man is so bossy. Come on sit up!"

"Who's bossy now?" Tristan said with a chuckle.

He started to sit up and stopped, remembering he was naked beneath the comforter. He took a peek under the covers and gave a sigh of relief when he realized he was wearing boxers. He looked up with a sheepish smile when he heard Adriana laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked hitting her with a pillow.

"Now do you believe me when I say you were dead to the world? Obviously your boyfriend covered your junk before leaving but you didn't even feel it. I actually came in here this morning to check up on you guys and what do I find? A fully dressed Damon, sitting here watching you sleep. That was so sweet." Adriana actually looked surprised.

Tristan couldn't help the smile that broke out on his face. Yeah his Damon was sweet like that. He wasn't the only one smitten. The feeling was mutual. They had gone at it till dawn, Damon taking him with skilled precision, imprinting onto Tristan's brain and body that he belonged to him. He ensured that Tristan was getting the most pleasure he could get.

Finally at dawn, Damon had taken Tristan into the bathroom and milked his cock till he couldn't stand straight. He had managed once again to bring them to a shared ejaculation which had drained Tristan to the extent that after their shower, Damon had to carry him back to bed. He was fast asleep even before his head had touched the pillow. Damon had obviously pulled his boxers on at a point.

"He's something else Addie." Tristan said quietly.

"He loves you T.T. Who wouldn't? Now eat." She placed the tray across his thighs and sat back to watch her brother eat.

There was fresh fruit, cereal, fresh whipped cream for the fruit, orange juice, latte, three egg Denver omelet, toast, blueberry pancakes and bacon with a single red rose.

"This is some spread Addie. Thanks." Tristan looked impressed and surprised.

"Oh I'm only the server. Your man did everything. Even cut one of Mum's roses for good measure. Go on try the juice." Adriana had a naughty twinkle in her eyes.

"What's going on?" Tristan asked with a wary smile. He didn't trust the look on Adriana's face. "You know if you do anything to me Mum's gonna whoop your arse right?"

"She's welcome to try." Adriana said howling with laughter. "Try it T.T."

Tristan tentatively took a sip of the juice and gasped. "What the fuck did he put in this?"

"Champagne. Lovely isn't it? Your man should have been a chef. He's the best. You should have seen him in the kitchen. He had total control, knew what he was doing."