Page 94 of He is Poison

Lying on his side,Domenico moved his hand from Seth’s knee to between his legs. He pushed hiswarm limb underneath Seth’s thigh and curled around it as Dom blew some airover Seth’s crotch.

“Oh, wow,” Sethwhispered and closed his eyes as his cock filled with excitement. Dom wasright. This was the best relaxation he could offer. With his other hand gentlytrailing up and down Seth’s stomach, Domenico came closer. In a gloriousmoment, he was closing his mouth over Seth’s testicle, lavishing it with warm,wet suction.

Seth groaned in pleasureand opened his eyes to have a look at that divine image. Dom’s hair tickled histhighs and cock, the pleasure making it already stand up proudly and twitch onhis stomach. A smirk bloomed on Seth’s lips at the sight. He liked watching hisown cock, thick at the base, with a dark crown staring up. With a man suckingon it like it was the best thing in the world. Only this time, it wasn’t justany man.

Domenico’s browsgathered over his nose as he lapped at Seth’s balls while playing with the hairon his stomach.

“Come on… It’s askingfor attention.” Seth raised himself on his elbows for a better view.

“So, what exactly is itasking for?” Domenico wiggled his eyebrows without any shame as he rose toframe the underside of Seth’s cock with his tongue and lick all the way up tothe head.

“A bit of suckingbefore… you know.” Seth licked his lips with a tremor at the touch of Dom’s hottongue.

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’?” Sethswallowed, feeling the rush of heat to his cheeks at his own words. He feltlike the biggest idiot on the planet. He didn’t know how else to say it withoutsounding like some cock-hungry bottom. He wasn’t like that.

Domenico stopped, hismuscles 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 surprisedmoan. “What was that for?” he complained, his chest heaving from thenervousness.

“I want to eat youalive, Seth Villani,” rasped Domenico, his breath quickening at an alarmingrate, but before Seth could dwell on it, that skilled, warm mouth was back onhis cock, taking it all in. Moans was all Seth got left with at that hot throatclenching over his cockhead. If this was Dom’s idea of cannibalism, Seth was upfor it. Even the slight pain throbbing in his arm in the same rhythm as hisdick only added to the intensity of the experience. Domenico’s mouth wasvelvety smooth. Combined with the hair tickling Seth’s thighs, and theunmistakable force hidden in Domenico’s arms, it was a moment to behold.

Seth would deny it undertorture, but his mind instantly wandered to that first time they had sex, whenDom picked him up. Not without effort, but he had managed to keep Seth up whilefucking his ass with a vengeance. The memory alone, combined with that throaton his dick, made Seth’s toes curl.

As Domenico’s mouthmoved 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. Hisown dick was already hard and dark. The head was clearly visible with theforeskin stretched, and a trail of clear liquid dribbling down Dom’s tanstomach.

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

Morning sunshine seepedthrough the net curtain, presenting both new and old injuries of thisexperienced predator. Domenico sighed and with one last lick, let Seth’s cockout of his mouth, slowly climbing up Seth’s body like the panther Seth oftencompared him to in his mind. Both dangerous and beautiful.

“You’re so fucking hot.”

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

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

There was a tension inSeth’s body that came from excitement, but his mind slowly relaxed enough toallow him a small smile. “I owe you for saving my life after all.” He reachedto Dom’s waist and pulled him down over his own body. The touch of all thoselean muscles made him groan, and he wrapped his leg around Dom’s. He coulddefinitely do this all day on a yacht. Seth’s cock rubbed against the pricklyhairs 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 thatsudden push back to reality. “Where is it?” he asked with a kiss.

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

Seth watched him andwrapped his arms around himself at the cool air invading his skin. With hisdick 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 aroundSeth. His cool, slick fingers trailed up the inner side of Seth’s thigh.

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

Domenico tightened theembrace and nestled his head below Seth’s chin, with his mouth and nose againstSeth’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 pushedbetween his clenched buttocks, all his senses froze in anticipation. Inhalingthe smell of freshly washed hair, he closed his eyes and hugged Dom close. Hetraced the little scars on Dom’s back with just his fingertips, feeling thedifferences in the texture of skin. Never before had he felt like this with aman, 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 groanas the fingers started gently moving against his anus, coaxing it to relax. Theway Dom touched him didn’t seem like an assault anymore, and Seth kissed hishair in encouragement, increasingly excited at how it would feel to be teasedinside. With enough lube and care, it shouldn’t hurt. The logical part of hismind knew that while the horny part remembered the good bits about beingpounded into the mattress. Seth slowly raised his legs and put his heels aboveDom’s buttocks, to give him better access. He wouldn’t dare open his eyesthough. Surrendering felt good but went against everything he had been taughtsince childhood.

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

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

He dared to open hiseyes 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?