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“You’re looking pretty stressed today, man,” David said, his eyes scanning over the tightness of Gary’s shoulders. The room was warm, filled with the faint scent of incense and the sound of rain tapping gently on the windows.
“It’s work,” Gary sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s always work.” He took a sip of the whiskey David had offered him, the amber liquid burning a path down his throat.
“Sounds like you need to relax,” David suggested with a knowing smile. He leaned back into the plush couch, his hand casually resting on his thigh, fingers tapping a rhythm against the fabric.
Gary swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the light catch the liquid. “Maybe I do.” His voice was gruff, a hint of neediness lacing his words. The tension in the room grew palpable, the air thickening like the scent of desire.
The rain grew heavier outside, the rhythmic sounds echoing in the quiet space between them. The candles flickered, casting shadows across David’s toned chest. He was a vision of masculine beauty, his body hairless and smelling faintly of sandalwood.
“I can help with that,” David offered, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper. He leaned in closer, the heat of his breath caressing Gary’s ear. “If you want.”
Gary’s eyes flickered to David’s hand, still resting on his thigh. His heart raced, his cock twitching in his pants. He knew what David was hinting at, the taboo desire he’d been harboring for so long.
With trembling hands, he set the whiskey down. “How?” he asked, his voice barely a murmur.
David’s hand slid up to cup his cheek, turning his face to meet his gaze. “Why don’t you take off your shirt?” he suggested. “Let me see what I’m working with.”
The room felt hot, the air thick with anticipation. Slowly, as if in a trance, Gary complied. The fabric slid off his shoulders, revealing his muscular chest, sprinkled with dark hair that trailed down to his waist.
“Very nice,” David murmured, his thumb tracing the line of his jaw. “Now, why don’t you come a little closer?”
Gary’s eyes locked onto David’s, and he could see the hunger there, the unspoken want. He took a step closer, his heart hammering in his chest.
“Good boy,” David breathed, his hand moving from Gary’s cheek to the button of his jeans. His eyes never left Gary’s as he unzipped them, the sound of the metal teeth parting echoing through the room. “Let’s get these off, shall we?”
Gary’s body responded to the command, his hands shaking slightly as he pushed his jeans down, revealing his straining erection. It was a sight David appreciated, taking a moment to admire the length and girth of it before leaning in and whispering, “Now, kneel.”
Obediently, Gary sank to his knees, his heart thumping in his chest like a wild animal. He felt David’s cock press against his cheek, hot and heavy. He knew what was expected of him, what he’d been craving. With a tremble of anticipation, he opened his mouth and took David in, feeling the velvet head of his cock on his tongue.
The taste was unlike anything he’d ever experienced, musky and salty, a flavor that seemed to beckon him deeper. He licked and sucked, feeling David’s cock swell in his mouth as he took him in deeper, the shaft growing harder with each pass. David’s hand threaded through his hair, guiding his movements, setting a rhythm that had them both groaning with pleasure.
The rain outside grew louder, a crescendo to the symphony of their breathing and the wet sounds of their mouths meeting. David’s hips began to rock, pushing his cock further into the warm, welcoming cavern of Gary’s mouth. “Oh, fuck,” he murmured, his grip tightening. “Take it all, baby. Take it all.”
The encouragement was all Gary needed, and he took David’s cock in deeper, feeling it hit the back of his throat. The urge to gag was overridden by his desire to please, to feel that cock pulse and throb in his mouth, to taste David’s release. He bobbed his head faster, eager to bring him to climax.
The tension grew, David’s breaths coming in ragged gasps. “I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice strained. And with that, he did. Warm, thick cum filled Gary’s mouth, and he swallowed it down, the salty taste lingering on his tongue. It was a heady feeling, one that made him feel alive and wanted.
David’s hand loosened in his hair as he pulled back, panting. “Fuck, that was amazing,” he murmured, a look of satisfaction on his face. “But I’m not done with you yet.” He stood up, his cock still half-hard and glistening with spit. “It’s my turn now.”
Gary’s eyes widened slightly as David led him to the sofa, bending him over the back of it. He could feel David’s hands on his ass, spreading his cheeks, the cool air of the room hitting his exposed hole. A thrill of fear mixed with excitement shot through him as he felt the head of David’s cock press against him.
With one firm push, David entered him, the feeling of being filled making Gary’s toes curl. He let out a muffled moan into the cushions as David began to move, his hips slapping against his ass with a steady rhythm. The pain was there, but it was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure, the sensation of being claimed by another man.
David’s grip tightened on his hips, his strokes growing deeper and more demanding. “You like that?” he growled, his breath hot on the back of Gary’s neck. “You like my cock in your ass?”
Gary could only moan in response, his body moving with the rhythm of David’s thrusts. The feeling was unlike anything he’d ever experienced with a woman, a raw, primal sensation that seemed to bypass all thought and go straight to his core.
He felt his own cock harden against the fabric of the sofa, leaking precum onto the cushion. He knew he was close, could feel the pressure building, the need to cum. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” he managed to choke out.
“Not yet,” David said, his voice firm. “Not until I’m done with you.” And with that, he began to fuck Gary harder, his cock driving deep into him with each thrust.
Gary’s eyes squeezed shut, his moans growing louder with each penetration. The leather of the sofa was cold against his skin, the contrast to the heat of David’s body driving him wild. He felt the pressure building in his cock, the need for release growing more intense with every moment.
David reached around, wrapping a hand around the base of Gary’s erection, stroking him in time with his thrusts. “You want to cum for me?” he whispered, his breath hot and ragged in Gary’s ear. “You want to fill this ass up with your seed?”
The words sent a shiver down Gary’s spine. He’d never been talked to like this before, never felt such a deep, primal need to satisfy someone else. He nodded, his voice lost in the pillow.
“Tell me,” David demanded, his grip tightening. “Tell me how much you want to cum for me.”
“I want to cum,” Gary managed to get out, his voice hoarse. “I want to feel you fill me up.”
The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, the only other sounds the rain and their mingled gasps and groans. David’s hand worked him faster, his strokes growing more erratic as he approached his own climax.
And then it was upon him. With a roar, David slammed into him one last time, his cock pulsing deep inside as he came, filling Gary’s ass with his hot cum. The sensation sent him over the edge, and he came, too, his cock spurting onto the sofa cushion.
They stayed there for a moment, their breathing heavy and ragged, their bodies entwined. The rain outside had turned into a storm, the thunder rumbling like the echo of their passion.
“Fuck,” David murmured, finally withdrawing. “That was incredible.”
Gary nodded, his body still shaking with the aftershocks of pleasure. He felt used, but in the best possible way. He looked over his shoulder to see David standing behind him, his cock still semi-hard and glistening.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his voice still thick with desire.
David leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on his neck. “The pleasure was all mine,” he said, his voice a low purr. “But if you’re ever feeling stressed again, you know where to find me.”
They both knew that this was the start of something new, something they’d both been craving without realizing it. As they cleaned up, their eyes met, the understanding passing between them without words. They had crossed a line, and there was no going back.
The night was still young, and their appetites hadn’t been fully sated. They would explore each other’s bodies further, discovering new sensations and pushing their boundaries. And as they did, the storm outside raged on, a testament to the passion that had been unleashed within the walls of David’s apartment.
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