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Fiery Heat Chapter 2

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

than other people? Where do you get off treating people with so much disrespect? What the fuck have I ever done to you?” At this point, all the guys were quiet. Looking at the drama unfolding before them, it was obvious to everyone present that Tristan was not only angry but he was also highly emotional. They were beginning to wonder exactly what Damon had done to hurt the young man so much. “I am a human being too Damon.” At this point his voice cracked and he continued in a soft broken voice. “I only wanted to ta…” but before he could finish his sentence, Damon was drawing him into his arms and covering his lips with his own, slanting against them as he claimed Tristan with a kiss that rocked him to his toes. It couldn’t be called a kiss. It was a devouring, a feast of the senses, and Tristan was helpless against it. Damon lifted him to his toes, pressing his thick, jeans-covered erection against his as he gave him a taste of the hunger to come with his kiss. Tristan couldn’t breathe. He didn’t want to breathe. For that fraction of time, it was just the two of them, and Tristan gave himself completely to Damon. His kiss was like rough velvet and summer lightning. His taste was dark, heady. Tristan moaned into the kiss, his tongue twining with Damon’s, helpless against the sweeping sensations working through his body. A piercing whistle penetrated Damon’s consciousness causing him to break the kiss. “I’m sorry Tris. Forgive me please.” Damon muttered as his lips slid from ... Tristan’s. He leaned his forehead against Tristan’s, his hand framing his cheek, his thumb running over the slightly swollen curve of his lips. They were reddened, fuller now from his caress. His eyelids looked heavy, his cheeks flushed...he was so fucking sexy. Someone cleared his throat beside them making Damon look up. The guys were still standing around looking at them. “Wow! That was…interesting.” drawled Dean. “Shut up Dean. I err…will see you guys tomorrow. Now get out of here y’all.” He growled the last bit when they just stood there looking at him. They all knew he was bi so had no problem with what they had just witnessed. They were simply trying to make him uncomfortable as they always did whenever one of them was caught making out. “Guys!” Damon groaned making them laugh and start getting into their cars. “Don’t forget to use birth control.” Dean couldn’t resist a parting shot, making everyone, including a blushing Tristan roar with laughter. “Did you bring a car?” Damon asked Tristan, his hand lightly caressing his hips. “No I came with my friends. I didn’t want to drink and drive.” Tristan said softly. “But you didn’t drink. I would have tasted it on you.” Damon observed. “Well…I didn’t.” He muttered looking down. “Oh Tris. Spent the time staring daggers at me huh? Come on let me take you home.” “I don’t wanna go home.” Tristan muttered. “Where do you wanna go?” “I don’t know.” “Yes you do. Come on, out with it. Where should I take you?” “How about yours?” Tristan ...