Guns n' Boys Book 1 Part 1 (37 page)

“A bit of sucking
before… you know.” Seth licked his lips with a tremor at the touch of Dom’s hot
tongue.

Domenico frowned,
sucking the head of Seth’s cock in with a loud slurp. “Huh?” he murmured,
sending a wave of vibrations all the way down Seth’s dick.

“‘Make love’?” Seth
swallowed, feeling the rush of heat to his cheeks at his own words. He felt
like the biggest idiot on the planet. He didn’t know how else to say it without
sounding like some cock-hungry bottom. He wasn’t like that.

Domenico stopped, his
muscles tensing beneath skin, threatening to rip it to pieces. With a low growl,
Domenico let go of Seth’s cock and bit into the flesh of Seth’s hip. “Oh, God.”

Seth let out a surprised
moan. “What was that for?” he complained, his chest heaving from the
nervousness.

“I want to eat you
alive, Seth Villani,” rasped Domenico, his breath quickening at an alarming
rate, but before Seth could dwell on it, that skilled, warm mouth was back on
his cock, taking it all in. Moans was all Seth got left with at that hot throat
clenching over his cockhead. If this was Dom’s idea of cannibalism, Seth was up
for it. Even the slight pain throbbing in his arm in the same rhythm as his
dick only added to the intensity of the experience. Domenico’s mouth was
velvety smooth. Combined with the hair tickling Seth’s thighs, and the
unmistakable force hidden in Domenico’s arms, it was a moment to behold.

Seth would deny it under
torture, but his mind instantly wandered to that first time they had sex, when
Dom picked him up. Not without effort, but he had managed to keep Seth up while
fucking his ass with a vengeance. The memory alone, combined with that throat
on his dick, made Seth’s toes curl.

As Domenico’s mouth
moved up his dick, Seth exhaled, watching his partner lap and suck at the tip.
As unwilling as Dom was to bottom, he was a connoisseur of sucking cock. His
own dick was already hard and dark. The head was clearly visible with the
foreskin stretched, and a trail of clear liquid dribbling down Dom’s tan
stomach.

“I’m ready. ‘Cause if
you continue, I’m gonna burst,” Seth panted, happy to ogle each of Dom’s
muscles, the taut stomach, lean thighs, the short hairs on his chest. He wanted
Dom all over himself. Shame lingered at the back of Seth’s mind at the thought
of being fucked in broad daylight, but it was outweighed by the possibility of
seeing Dom so clearly.

Morning sunshine seeped
through the net curtain, presenting both new and old injuries of this
experienced predator. Domenico sighed and with one last lick, let Seth’s cock
out of his mouth, slowly climbing up Seth’s body like the panther Seth often
compared him to in his mind. Both dangerous and beautiful.

“You’re so fucking hot.”

That was exactly the
reassurance Seth needed to hear, even though nerves were getting the best of
him. He cupped Dom’s face and slid his leg up his lover’s thigh. “I only bottom
for
you
, yeah? I don’t usually do this…” he whispered.

Domenico’s pupils were
so wide, the hazel of his eyes seemed like a mere memory. He groaned,
possessively grabbing Seth’s thigh, the sensation in the strange territory
between pain and pleasure. “Yeah, that... that is a good choice.”

There was a tension in
Seth’s body that came from excitement, but his mind slowly relaxed enough to
allow him a small smile. “I owe you for saving my life after all.” He reached
to Dom’s waist and pulled him down over his own body. The touch of all those
lean muscles made him groan, and he wrapped his leg around Dom’s. He could
definitely do this all day on a yacht. Seth’s cock rubbed against the prickly
hairs on Dom’s stomach, and that sensation got it dripping with precome.

“Need the lube,”
muttered Domenico, suddenly squeezing Seth’s lip with his teeth.

Seth tensed up at that
sudden push back to reality. “Where is it?” he asked with a kiss.

Dom nodded toward the
nightstand that now seemed all too far away. “Just a sec.”

Seth watched him and
wrapped his arms around himself at the cool air invading his skin. With his
dick hard, and slippery at the tip, his arms did nothing to save his modesty.
Domenico didn’t seem to mind though, and soon, he was wrapping his arm around
Seth. His cool, slick fingers trailed up the inner side of Seth’s thigh.

The touch got Seth to
shiver, and he wanted to howl at his body’s reactions. He was no virgin after
all, he shouldn’t be this nervous, but his heart defied him, thudding in his
chest. All Seth hoped for was that it wouldn’t hurt this time. Since they’d
been on a strict diet of blow jobs, all soreness he’d felt after that
disastrous sex on the table was gone. “Just go slow, yeah?” he whispered, too
embarrassed to ask for this outloud.

Domenico tightened the
embrace and nestled his head below Seth’s chin, with his mouth and nose against
Seth’s neck. Seth was getting so nervous his windpipe seemed to constrict,
giving him less air than he needed, but when those long, slim fingers pushed
between his clenched buttocks, all his senses froze in anticipation. Inhaling
the smell of freshly washed hair, he closed his eyes and hugged Dom close. He
traced the little scars on Dom’s back with just his fingertips, feeling the
differences in the texture of skin. Never before had he felt like this with a
man, and even parting his thighs didn’t seem inappropriate anymore.

A sharp intake of air,
so close to his skin he could feel the air move, was followed by a loud groan
as the fingers started gently moving against his anus, coaxing it to relax. The
way Dom touched him didn’t seem like an assault anymore, and Seth kissed his
hair in encouragement, increasingly excited at how it would feel to be teased
inside. With enough lube and care, it shouldn’t hurt. The logical part of his
mind knew that while the horny part remembered the good bits about being
pounded into the mattress. Seth slowly raised his legs and put his heels above
Dom’s buttocks, to give him better access. He wouldn’t dare open his eyes
though. Surrendering felt good but went against everything he had been taught
since childhood.

Domenico raised his
head, no longer touching Seth’s neck, but his presence was undeniable between
Seth’s thighs, where he was slowly screwing one finger into his anus. Seth
could feel the heat of sunshine on his face, but it might as well be Domenico’s
gaze. He was afraid to find out.

Seth slid his hands up
to Dom’s nape. Breathing became slightly easier, even though the finger was now
teasing him from the inside. Any trace of whiskey had to be gone, because he
felt as raw, naked, and sober as ever. Long hair slid over his fingers, and he
felt Dom kiss his forearm as he pushed the finger in up to the knuckle. It was
such a strange sensation, though not unpleasant in the least. The finger backed
away, only to return, starting a slow, languid rhythm, which had Seth ready for
more in no time.

He dared to open his
eyes and look up into that perfect face framed with slick black hair. “More,”
was all he had for Dom. Why did communication have to be so hard?

But Domenico’s mouth
curved into a smile, lighting up his dark eyes. Even the smell of Domenico’s
sweat, spicy and masculine, was urging Seth’s arousal over the roof. “More
fingers?”

Seth swallowed and
nodded. Now that it wasn’t so rushed, his curiosity for experimenting rose. He
arched up and kissed the bridge of Dom’s straight nose. It would be a shame if
it had gotten broken.

It pressed a chuckle out
of Domenico, who fell to his elbow and stared at Seth with a generous, relaxed
smile. In no time, the pressure on Seth’s anus became stronger, but that didn’t
hurt either. The fingers slid in easily.

“Don’t laugh, you
fucker,” Seth whined, but didn’t pull away even by an inch, clenching his
buttocks on the fingers.

“Why are you angry all
of a sudden?” asked Domenico, bowing down to press a kiss to Seth’s cheek and
nuzzle it with a tenderness that only heated up the blood in Seth’s veins.

“I’m not, I just— You
feel so good,” he said in the end, defeated, and leaned into the touch of Dom’s
lips. Their eyes met from up close, and it became unbearably intense when Dom
started whispering. His voice carried through the quiet room, wrapping Seth in
what felt like a warm blanket of words.

“Just wait how it’s
gonna feel when you pull me closer with your legs, and my cock pushes right
inside you.”

Seth swallowed, but
didn’t even dare blink. He needed that, and he was never the patient sort of
guy. His insides were still melting at the sound of Dom’s voice when he nudged
his lover’s ass with the heels of his feet, pushing him lower. He hoped that
would be enough of a signal. He didn’t want to have to ask for it.

Domenico let out a gasp.
His eyes were dark and shone in his flushed face. “Now?”

Seth continued his vow
of silence with another nod and arched up for a kiss to emphasize his need.
Dom’s cock throbbed against his stomach, and Seth already imagined how all that
hot meat would feel inside. But Dom wouldn’t be doing all the work.

“Grease my dick,” he
whispered, giving Seth a stare so intense, it sent a tingle all the way to the
tips of Seth’s toes.

Was Seth really doing
this? Not only allowing a guy to fuck him, asking for it, but actually lubing
up Dom’s dick? That trail of thought disappeared the moment Dom curled his fingers
inside of Seth’s body, making him squirm in surprise. Fuck yeah, he wanted that
dick! With his mind clear of objection, he reached for the lube on the
comforter and got some on his hand only to grab Dom’s cock in a firm grasp.
Seth groaned at the touch. Hard, pulsing, meaty, with a dark head that appeared
between his fingers every time Seth pumped it with his hand down to the root.
He tore his gaze away only because Dom’s face was just as beautiful as his
cock, and he wanted marvel at both at once. His eyes half-lidded in pleasure,
Domenico was watching Seth with his teeth digging into the bottom lip of his
mouth.

“You just want me to
shoot all over you,” he whispered, meeting Seth’s hand with sharp thrusts of
his hips.

Seth pulled his fingers
away as if Dom’s cock was on fire. “No.” He gave Dom a cocky grin and lapped at
his bruised chin.

“No? You want it all
inside?” rasped Domenico, lowering himself, and the way those hips pushed
Seth’s thighs even farther apart made all resistance melt. He couldn’t look
away from Dom’s face and his ass positioning itself in the background.

“I-I… yeah, I kind of
do,” Seth uttered, his toes curled up from the tension. “But I’d only do it
with you, you know?” he added again, just to make sure Dom understood it wasn’t
in Seth’s nature to submit. It was just Dom’s insane prime stud qualities that
made him throw all rules out the window.

Domenico bit his lip
again and leaned forward. The moment his cock nestled in the valley between
Seth’s buttocks, it was as if all of Seth’s blood accumulated in his nether
region, making it pulse in hot anticipation. “Why?”

Seth put his hands back
on Dom’s neck to steady their tremble. “B-because you’re man enough to take it.
I’ve never met anyone like you,” he whispered, ready for the cockhead. Since
the last time they did it, he had caught himself thinking about bottoming from
time to time. The bad times blurred away, the good times in focus.

“Like me?” Domenico
groaned, shivering under Seth’s touch as he started sliding his cockhead up and
down Seth’s crack. Every time it skimmed over the hole, Seth braced himself for
the entry that wouldn’t yet come.

His stomach tensed each
time and he took deep breaths, grasping at Dom’s neck. “So in control. You
always move with a purpose.” He stirred his hips, but never looked away from
those intense eyes, which narrowed when Dom’s cock finally pushed in, sliding
into Seth’s body like it was soft butter. It was thick, but not too much so,
searing hot, and the unmistakable pulsing inside was making Seth’s heart
flutter.

“I’m your first. You are
mine only,” whispered Domenico, taking hold of the short hair on the back of
Seth’s head. Every tone in his voice, even the tiniest movements of that
fragrant body, told Seth just how much Dom meant that.

Seth didn’t fight it
this time and melted into the touch, letting Dom mold his body any way he
wanted to. There was no denying Seth knew no other man in this way. He pushed
his hips forward, letting Dom’s cock slide in farther. Only now Seth noticed it
didn’t hurt at all, and relief rushed through him, letting his muscles relax,
even though his ass was a tight fit for that pulsing dick.

A gasp of pleasure
resounded close to his ear, and he didn’t wait, turning his head to look into
the image of bliss on Domenico’s face. “Fuck, it’s so good I could come right
now,” he grunted.

“Don’t,” Seth whispered
and stroked his burning hot cheek. Being together was finally not a struggle of
forces, and Seth wanted it to last for a while. He wrapped his other arm under
Dom’s, open to whatever would happen. He loved the tension palpable in that
hard body above him. In this moment Seth couldn’t imagine possibly giving in to
another man.

“I won’t. I would be
ashamed to look you in the eyes ever again,” sighed Domenico, nuzzling Seth’s
cheek with a low hum. One of his hands slid down Seth’s side, taking firm hold
of his thigh.