1. Fiery Heat Chapter 2


    Date: 2/13/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Author: Vectivus, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    weeks but could still not get the edge off…still needed. Needed what, he wasn’t sure. Damon? Hell no. Tristan knew one thing though, he had never been a coward. The best way to handle this, he concluded, was to confront the problem head on. In this case, the problem was Fucking Damon. He planned on having a talk with him today. Damon stepped into the reception area of his office, and came to a complete abrupt stop. What the fuck was he doing here? He hadn’t even planned on coming to the office today because he wanted to work from home. But he just had to come and get some important documents. “What do you want Tristan.” He asked the young man chatting with his executive “Oh Damon,” Lisa quipped, “Tristan said he wanted to discuss an important business with you so I told him you were on your way here so he could wait.” “Tristan can speak for himself Lisa. Are the documents ready?” he admonished lightly and asked. “They’re on your desk Damon.” Lisa replied laughing lightly. She knew Damon was not angry at her. He was the sweetest person ever. “Okay thanks.” Then turning towards his office, he gestured to Tristan, “Shall we?” This had better be important he thought. The little he saw of Tristan, the better. He didn’t want to complicate the relationship between their two families. But damn was he God, he looked good. Tristan thought, looking at Damon. Tall and broad, his muscular body rippling beneath the black t-shirt he wore. Jeans hugged his lean hips, denim cupping the full ...
    bulge between his thighs. He wanted to cup it, he realized insanely, feel his thick cock, not just against his abdomen, but burrowing deep and hard inside… ‘Stop it!’ He screamed at himself silently. He entered Damon’s plush office and chose to Clearing his throat, he blurted out… “Damon, about what happene…” “I don’t want to talk about it.” Damon said in a hard voice cutting him off. “Dude, I’m…” “Are you deaf or something?” Damon bellowed. “I said I didn’t want to talk about it. It was a mistake. Forget it ever happened.” Tristan felt his chest tighten. He felt a physical pain inside his chest. What the fuck was happening to him? He took a deep breath. Then abruptly turned on his heels and walked out of Damon’s office. He wasn’t about to stand there for a second more and disgrace himself. Because for the life of him, he didn’t know why he felt like crying. Watching Tristan go, Damon slumped into his chair, feeling like an ass. “You dick-head.” Chris muttered to Damon. “How the fuck could you even suggest to Michael not to confess to Mary?” “Hey, why bother her? Ignorance they say is bliss.” Damon retorted. “So you would rather he lives with the lie for the rest of his bl**dy…pun intended…life?” Dean chipped in making all the six guys at the table howl with laughter. Michael, their pal who was the center of discussion was actually a doctor so Dean couldn’t help but make that crack about his ‘bl**dy’ life. “Kayla. Now that’s a girl after my own heart. What a left hook!” Tyron ...
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