1. Fiery Heat - an anonymous piece of fiction


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Gay Male, Author: Vectivus, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Damon was going to get in touch with him. Now here he was. Just great! "I presume he told you about Albatros." Damon stated looking intently at Tristan with eyes so blue Tristan couldn't help but admire. "Is that what you guys are calling your business venture? Well he did mention something...not Albatros...but i did tell him i wasn't interested. So this meeting is not necessary is it?" Tristan retorted. "Look here Tristan..." "No you look here. If you think you can just walk in here and expect me to leave whatever i'm doing and concentrate on some business with you, you have another thing coming." Tristan said heatedly. "Oh so that's what this is all about huh?" Damon said with a chuckle "What is what about?" Tristan asked with a frown. "You are pissed off because i interrupted your little..." Damon waved his hands in the direction of the car in which Amber had gone to wait. "You've got no ri..." "Oh but i do Tristan. When are you going to grow up huh? You think the world is always going to be at your feet? Because Daddy will always be around to see to your needs? Let me tell you something boy, thats not how it works. So you..." Oh did he just call him 'boy'? It was on ! "Oh and how did you know this? When Daddy dearest died on you? Is the mighty Damon wanting his daddy back? To tell him bedtime stories?" The muscles in Damon's jaw tightened and contracted. Tristan could tell he was stuggling to control his emotions and immediately knew he had gone too far. "Look, i'm sorry ...
    dude. I didn't mean it like that." He tried to apologise. "Yes you did." Damon said in a deceptively calm voice. Abruptly he turned to go. "7 p.m. In your father's office this evening. Don't be late." Damon threw over his shoulder and was gone. "Shit shit shit!" Tristan muttered to himslelf. Why couldn't he shut his big mouth? What he had said was downright cruel. In a way, because of that, he knew he had to meet Damon as he had requested. He was feeling downright guilty. Dammit! ************************************************************************************ As Damon got into his sleek black Jaguar XF and sped off, he was fuming. He literally had to hold himself back or he would have sucker-punched that brat in his own home. What the fuck was wrong with Tristan? Now he understood what Caleb was talking about. He had told him he didn't know how to get his son to take up that responsibility for Albatros. But he was trusting Damon to get him to do it. He had assured Caleb he was going to get Tristan to do it but it looked like he had bitten off more than he could chew. Tristan was one spoiled brat. Hisparents had spoilt him so much so that they didnt know what to do to get him to be a responsible boy. He was their only son, who had been born after three girls...so the whole f****y had doted on him...treated him like an egg. The annoying part was that Tristan was a brilliant boy. He had actually graduated at the top of his class. It looked like naturally, the k** had a high ...
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