Guns n' Boys Book 1 Part 1 (11 page)

“No. I hate you.” Seth
looked back and grinned at him. There was a twinkle in Domenico’s eyes,
followed by a sharp yank on Seth’s hair. The muscles in his neck stretched
painfully, but the kiss, that hot tongue back in his mouth was worth it. Bathed
in Domenico’s scent, Seth was speared by him from both ends.

“You’re gonna stop
hating as soon as I nail you.”

Seth groaned into
Domenico’s lips and finally felt calm enough to close his eyes and enjoy the
moment. Dom let go of his hair but kept one hand at the back of his head like a
claim of ownership as he pulled back with a wet sound. Seth felt Dom change
position, pressing his thighs wider apart with his knees. And then he pushed
in.

Seth saw stars, and if
that wasn’t the mythical prostate, he didn’t know what was. Sometimes, Peter
came from just being fucked, and now Seth knew why. He spread his thighs for
Dom and moaned his pleasure to the world. All context of this encounter ceased
to matter. He just wanted him to brush that spot again because his thighs were
damn close to shaking. Why had he been reluctant again?

Seth didn’t have to ask
for more, as what followed was a series of controlled thrusts that made all of
his body ache and arch into the hot, sweet-smelling man above him. Hot lips,
tongue, teeth on Seth’s back morphed into the perfect side dish to his
pleasure. He didn’t care how loud he was, panting for breath in gasps. He
barely even noticed when his own dick got rock hard again, the pleasure of
rubbing it against the sheets only adding to the excitement caused by the
thrusts. It was so different from topping. He really did have to stop fighting
and let Dom conquer him, to feel good.

Domenico was moving both
above and in him, the hair on his chest caressing Seth’s skin like the sweetest
brush. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” murmured Dom in his ear, holding onto him in
a death grip.

Seth smiled between one
gasp and another. That was exactly what he wanted to hear, that he wasn’t worth
less for putting out. He arched up his ass slightly so he could touch his cock,
but at the same time, he gave Dom a new angle. Seth loved praise.

“Yeah, and?” rasped
Domenico after a moment. “Tell me how good I am.”

“You’re not. You’re just
a dick.” Seth teased him, starting to actually have fun despite the rocky
beginning. He tensed his muscular back and arched, lifting Dom up, even if just
for a moment. He was loving the way his hole got all hot around the cock and
how the temperature spread all over his body.

“Ha! You fucking liar!”
Domenico gave a carefree laugh, pushing in faster and faster. Somehow, the
limit at the end was gone, and when Domenico rammed his dick all the way in,
there was only pleasure.

Seth was not going to
wait for attention. He slid his hand under his stomach and started pumping his
cock in the same rhythm as Dom thrust into him. The precome wet his fingers,
and he smiled to himself, relaxed for the first time in two weeks.

“You sure?” Seth rasped.

“Yeah.”

The heat of Dom’s body
was gone, leaving Seth’s back bare, but he couldn’t stop a moan when the cock
inside him started a painfully slow slide out. He grabbed on the sheets,
gasping for breath.

“See? Your body won’t
let me out," murmured Domenico.

Seth quickly looked
back, his cheeks on fire. He tried not to think how he would look Dom in the
eye tomorrow. “Don’t go,” he complained, but his breath caught in his throat
when Domenico pulled out altogether. Their eyes met, Dom’s burning in a flushed
face, with long hair sticking to his face like a veil from hell. His chest was
moving up and down, reddened, glistening in the pale light from the street.
There was something wild in the way he looked at Seth, but even the rapid move
he made couldn’t pull Seth out of the shocked stupor.

Domenico pulled on his
leg and yanked it to the side, brutally throwing Seth to his back with a loud
creaking of springs underneath them. In a different setup, it would have scared
Seth, but he was too horny to care. Dealing with Domenico was like an extreme
sport and he loved those. Even embarrassment had gone somewhere out the window,
the slippery feeling between his buttocks no longer an issue. He kept his eyes
on Dom’s face, silent and panting, his gums tingling in anticipation of a kiss
he got as soon as Dom descended on him like a hungry beast. Seth’s body was
folded in half, and the sudden shortage of air made him light-headed. When the
kiss broke apart, through the haze of bliss he saw Domenico’s face framed by
his own knees and tangled hair, just before the cock hit home again.

Looking into Dom’s face
made Seth lose confidence. “Why like… this?” he moaned, unsure of what to do
with his hands now. The thick dick inside of him wasn’t helping Seth focus.

“Because that’s good,
too.” Domenico’s teeth stood out in the semi-darkness in a broad, ecstatic
grin. And when he pushed in again, the cock went even deeper than before,
reaching places Seth didn’t know he had.

“Oh, God!” Seth’s eyes
went wide, and he grabbed on to Dom’s shoulders, pulling him down. He didn’t
even know where the sex would go the next second, and strangely, he didn’t
mind, too lost in the moment to care. His own dick was dripping precome all
over his stomach.

“Good?” The word
whispered over Seth’s lips made his insides quiver. He was starting to think
that what his mother had said about addictive substances might as well apply to
men.

“Yes,” he whispered back
and slid the tip of his tongue under Dom’s upper lip and against his gums. He
knew admitting to it was a white flag, but with the pain now a distant memory,
he couldn’t care less. He delighted in the shudder that shook Dom’s body, and
arched into the other man when the thrusts became quicker.

“I don’t want to ever
come,” gasped Domenico, and Seth smiled into his lips.
He
was the one to
make Dom feel like that. So maybe there was a small victory in there after all.

“I’m not in a hurry.”
Seth slid his fingers into Dom’s hair, reveling in its silkiness. There was a
moment before, when he had just wanted the sex to be over with, as if they were
an old, married couple. But not anymore. He didn’t even reach for his own cock
yet, too captivated by all the new sensations.

“Oh hell, we can repeat
this any time we want.” Domenico pulled on Seth’s hair, exposing his throat for
his own teeth.

Seth babbled some
nonsense he didn’t even remember the next moment and closed his eyes, reaching
for his own dick. He slid his other hand between their bodies as well, tracing
the sweat on Dom’s hard stomach with his knuckles. It got him light-headed, and
he came with a groan, half-opening his eyes to see the come on their stomachs.
A few drops even reached Dom’s chin. The way Seth’s anus clenched around Dom’s
cock made him curl his toes and lose the power to speak.

Domenico closed Seth’s
mouth with a bruising kiss. He seemed to have lost all inhibitions, pounding
Seth’s ass like there was no tomorrow. It hurt a bit, but with the searing heat
still gripping Seth’s insides, it was a minor discomfort in the face of such
raw passion. When the thrusts became frantic, Seth forced his eyes open,
watching amber eyes become glossy, cheeks go aflame, lips throbbing. Domenico
was coming.

Seeing it up close was
worth the awkward position, as he tried to remember how to breathe. He couldn’t
care less what tomorrow would bring. But it was when he felt a hot spurt of
come dribble out of him after yet another thrust, that his lips parted in
confusion.

“You didn’t wear a
rubber…!” Seth wanted it to sound more like a complaint, but his voice came out
flat and raspy as he watched Domenico relax and lean down on him. Still buried
inside, Dom nuzzled Seth’s neck, soft and pleasant as a kitten. God, that hair
was amazing. Seth wished he could sniff it right now.

He groaned at being
ignored, but hugged Dom anyway. The orgasm had been so intense he didn’t want
to move, his ass was still pulsating with raw pleasure. Seth wanted to be hot
and sweaty for at least a while longer. “Do you always do that?”

“Do what?” muttered Dom,
shifting his hips just enough for his cock to slip out with a wet smack. He
didn’t bother to move after that.

Seth pushed his own
thighs off Dom’s arms, so they could settle in a more comfortable position.
After the heat of the moment, Seth was starting to get anxious about having come
inside of him. “Rubbers. Do you never use them?”

Domenico’s eye opened
under the thin curtain of hair. “I hate them. Only when it’s necessary.” He
rolled off Seth like a bear dragged out of his winter sleep.

“When is it necessary?”
Seth followed him and put an arm over Dom’s stomach, which kept tensing and
relaxing under his touch with every breath the man took.

“When I don’t know the
guy, or when he doesn’t look clean or healthy.”

Seth frowned but didn’t
have the energy to argue. What was done was done.
He
at least used
rubbers when he cheated on Peter. Seth put his cheek on Dom’s hot chest,
listening to his heartbeat. He would have never expected he’d feel safe around
Domenico Acerbi of all people, but there he was.

“Are you warm now, or
should I buy some kind of radiator tomorrow?” rumbled out of Dom’s chest.

“Idiot. It was you who
was cold.”

Domenico chuckled and
rolled toward him. “Wasn’t all that scary, was it?”

Seth looked up into his
eyes, unsure of what to say. “It was… nice. I suppose.”

“Oh, come on, it was
great.”

“Okay, okay, it was
great,” Seth said and slowly slid out of Dom’s embrace.

“Yeah, we’ll do it again
tomorrow,” murmured Dom, stretching on the bed.

“Oh yeah?” Seth raised
his eyebrows, trying to work out how exactly he was supposed to deal with the
lube and come. “And where am I supposed to wash, smartass?”

Domenico squinted. “The
sink?” Then, he burst into a chuckle and patted Seth’s thigh.

Seth felt all blood
drain from his face. Was Dom mocking him after fucking his ass raw? Suddenly,
being a bottom wasn’t all that fun anymore. “You think this is funny?”

“Don’t you?” Domenico
bit his lip to stop from chuckling. “We’re like fucking lifers in this dump.”

Seth frowned. “Living in
prison isn’t funny.”

Domenico didn’t seem as
uncomfortable with the idea. “At least it’s something new. We’ll go shopping to
compensate.”

“Ha. So we
will
go shopping.” Seth looked to the dirty ceiling, unsure of how to deal with his
problem. If he got up, sperm would probably leak out. The mere thought of being
seen like that made his skin crawl. He felt Domenico shrug against him. It was
nice to lie with him like this, sated and sweaty.

“We’ll just need to be
inconspicuous.” Dom sighed, and his fingers brushed over Seth’s pec. “Wanna go
wash first?”

“Y-yeah.” Seth looked
away and got up, trying to be inconspicuous already.

“There should be a small
bowl on the shelf over the restroom doorframe,” said Domenico, studying him
from the bed. He was relaxed and satisfied like someone who just conquered
supremely rich lands.

Seth nodded and reached
the bathroom doorframe in just a few steps but stopped by the entrance. Dom was
so different from Peter. He leaned against the wall and wrapped his arms around
himself. “Uhm, you know, next time, I mean, if there
is
a next time,
we’re using condoms.”

Dom’s grin widened. He
was playing with his hair, lying there like a content lion.

Seth pouted. “Come on,
say it. Say we will.”

Dom rolled his eyes.
“What difference does it make? We did it bare already.”

“It’s not about diseases,”
Seth groaned, hoping Dom would turn on the lightbulb in his brain and get the
point. For now, he turned his body to the side.

“If it’s not about that,
then it doesn’t make much sense.”

“Well, maybe if we had a
shower…” Seth mumbled and looked at his own toes. The creaking of the floor
made him look up just in time to see Domenico roll off the bed, straight into a
standing position. Slowly, Dom came over, a firm, broad-shouldered silhouette
against the background of the window. Seth swallowed and looked up at him,
unsure what to expect. The darkness and dusty smell of the place was giving him
the creeps. The big, rough hand splaying over his stomach was enough to make
him lose his breath. After sex, Domenico’s scent was even more overwhelming.

“Don’t tell me you don’t
enjoy how close it makes you feel to me.”

“I don’t. Why would it?”
Seth rolled his eyes but didn’t shy away from the touch, even as Domenico
leaned close enough for him to smell his hair. Now that Dom was so close, Seth
could hardly recognize his expression in the shadows, but that didn’t make him
immune to the warmth and smell of that gorgeous body.

“Because it’s natural.”
Domenico’s whisper trailed over Seth’s back, along with the man’s other hand.
Leaning close enough for his chest hair and cock to brush over Seth’s skin, Dom
kissed his cheek. “It’s the greatest gift a man can give.”