A burning pain ran through his lip as he bit down with more force, trying to breathe. Then a sudden full breath rushed down his throat when teeth clamped lightly on his full package. “Mmm!” His head dropped and fingers gouged into Dane’s knees and he raised his ass higher. He whimpered out loud when he felt Dane’s nose push against his crack as his face shoved in close. Teeth nipped his cheeks. Tongue traced his heavy balls, the tip teasing, bringing tears of sexual anguish to Angel’s eyes. Then the man’s lips were grabbing as his hardness, sucking him through his spandex briefs. “Shit!” Angel gasped and pulled away then turned around, face glistening with sweat, flushed with sexual heat. “Are the customers allowed to do that?” he rasped as his body continued to curve and rock slowly, seductively between Dane’s legs.
The man seemed beyond the ability to speak and reached out, grabbing Angel’s hips again, dragging him onto his lap. He straddled him, rocking against Dane’s steel crotch, bumping slowly up and down on his very prominent erection. “Think they would like this?” Angel breathed, his hot, wet brow brushing Dane’s forehead, noses barely touching, eyes burning into each other. He caressed his chest, shoulders, up the sides of his neck then around to slide his fingers through his hair up the back of his head. His lips trembled, just centimeters from Dane’s mouth.
Dane’s chest swelled and dropped in rapid succession, his hips beginning to move in rhythm with Angel’s. He squeezed Angel’s hips and rubbed up his back then down low, palming his ass with a firm grip, pulling him harder against him. Angel’s fingers buried themselves in Dane’s hair, a lustful kiss static in the tiny bit of air between their mouths.
Rocking slowly, sensually in the man’s lap, his strong hands holding Angel’s ass securely, Angel trembled, “What now?”
Drawing his hands slowly up into the concavity of his lower back, Dane whispered, “No more lessons.” He pushed his fingertips under the band of Angel’s briefs then cupped his hot, sweaty ass cheeks, running his thumbs through his slick crack.
Angel’s lips hovered at Dane’s mouth, both exhaling puffs of hot, erratic breath. His body was alive with a multitude of emotions–most of which he wasn’t familiar with. He’d never been this close to man and not wished he was rather miles away from him. He had never ached to be closer to him, longing to feel him inside him. Sex had always been forced on him, no one ever touching him with a caring hand, wanting more from him than just a fuck. He didn’t know, really, how much more he could give…but the uncertainty wasn’t strong enough to cause him to pull away from Dane. Even if he thought maybe he should–at least until he was sure what he had to offer.
But all coherent thought and reason went poof the instant Dane’s mouth took possession of Angel’s own, his tongue slithering in as the man’s fingers rubbed through his sweat slick crease, the tip of his index finger nudging his hole–then penetrating.
“Huh!” Angel sucked in a sharp breath through the kiss that remained locked.
Dane wrapped one arm around his waist and squeezed Angel tighter against him as his finger pushed in deeper, pulled out then plunged in again, over and over, the accumulation of sweat creating a nice lubrication.
“Mmm!” Angel moaned into Dane’s mouth, gripping his head, fisting his hot, damp hair. Dane’s arm squeezed, causing his body to arch a little, his finger working him until Angel was grinding desperately down against the man’s fiercely stiff cock. Their kiss broke hard and Angel gasped loud, head jerking back. Dane grabbed his throat, biting, teeth cutting at his skin, raking, mouth sucking with ferocity as he finger-fucked him with urgency. “Fuck!” Angel panted, rocking against his hand.
A low growl rumbled Dane’s thick chest, then he was on his feet, Angel’s legs snaked around him tightly, gripping, holding on. The man clutched his ass and took to the stairs, his strong, muscular body quite able to pack him up the steps without hitch.
The bedroom was an open loft, as Angel had suspected. He was sure there were plenty of other fixtures in the place, but all he registered was the huge bed up against a large window. Night was beginning to press against the glass, peeking in as if eager to watch the show about to take place.
***
Dane dropped the boy on the bed where he laid motionless, breath rushing in and out of him, eyes burning with a long suppressed need. He knew nothing of Angel’s life, his past, whether he’d ever been truly close to another man before. He was an utter mystery to Dane, and something about that made him all the more sexy and desirable. Though he longed to know everything about him, down to the most miniscule, seemingly insignificant detail. But such exploration into his life would have to be left for later. Right now, exploration of his body was all that he could center on.