ANGEL: When Angels Cry (15 page)

“Fuck
.” The single word puffed off Dane’s lips,
broken. He squeezed Angel’s hips harder and in that touch heard him
beg for deeper contact.

“Should I…grind harder?” Angel whispered,
feeling on the edge of hyperventilating, his ass swaying back and
forth across the hardness shoving outward from inside Dane’s
pants.

“Absolutely.” Dane shuddered. “Got to…get
them good and hard.”

Swallowing hard, sweat droplets trickling
down his temples, neck and ribs, Angel pushed down a little more,
circling his hips, rubbing his ass firm against Dane’s stiff
erection. The man swore again and his fingers tightened. There was
a dampness to his touch as he began to sweat.

Angel leaned forward somewhat and slid his
ass up Dane’s stomach, working it against his hard ab muscles. Dane
released his hips and rubbed his hands slowly over his heated
cheeks, squeezing fiercely as a loud, unrestricted moan shoved up
his throat. “Should I get this close?” Angel whispered thick,
twisting his head and looking over his shoulder, eyes heavy,
wanting.

“Yes.” Dane trembled and his thumbs slipped
under the leg bands of Angel’s briefs, grazing his rock hard balls
and equally solid member.

A burning pain ran through his lip as he bit
down with more force, trying to breathe. Then a sudden full breath
rushed down his throat when teeth clamped lightly on his full
package. “Mmm!” His head dropped and fingers gouged into Dane’s
knees and he raised his ass higher. He whimpered out loud when he
felt Dane’s nose push against his crack as his face shoved in
close. Teeth nipped his cheeks. Tongue traced his heavy balls, the
tip teasing, bringing tears of sexual anguish to Angel’s eyes. Then
the man’s lips were grabbing as his hardness, sucking him through
his spandex briefs. “
Shit
!” Angel gasped and pulled away then turned
around, face glistening with sweat, flushed with sexual heat. “Are
the customers allowed to do that?” he rasped as his body continued
to curve and rock slowly, seductively between Dane’s legs.

The man seemed beyond the ability to speak
and reached out, grabbing Angel’s hips again, dragging him onto his
lap. He straddled him, rocking against Dane’s steel crotch, bumping
slowly up and down on his very prominent erection. “Think they
would like this?” Angel breathed, his hot, wet brow brushing Dane’s
forehead, noses barely touching, eyes burning into each other. He
caressed his chest, shoulders, up the sides of his neck then around
to slide his fingers through his hair up the back of his head. His
lips trembled, just centimeters from Dane’s mouth.

Dane’s chest swelled and dropped in rapid
succession, his hips beginning to move in rhythm with Angel’s. He
squeezed Angel’s hips and rubbed up his back then down low, palming
his ass with a firm grip, pulling him harder against him. Angel’s
fingers buried themselves in Dane’s hair, a lustful kiss static in
the tiny bit of air between their mouths.

Rocking slowly, sensually in the man’s lap,
his strong hands holding Angel’s ass securely, Angel trembled,
“What now?”

Drawing his hands slowly up into the
concavity of his lower back, Dane whispered, “No more lessons.” He
pushed his fingertips under the band of Angel’s briefs then cupped
his hot, sweaty ass cheeks, running his thumbs through his slick
crack.

Angel’s lips hovered at Dane’s mouth, both
exhaling puffs of hot, erratic breath. His body was alive with a
multitude of emotions–most of which he wasn’t familiar with. He’d
never been this close to man and not wished he was rather miles
away from him. He had never ached to be
closer
to him, longing to feel him
inside him. Sex had always been forced on him, no one ever touching
him with a caring hand, wanting more from him than just a fuck. He
didn’t know, really, how much more he could give…but the
uncertainty wasn’t strong enough to cause him to pull away from
Dane. Even if he thought maybe he should–at least until he
was
sure
what he had to offer.

But all coherent thought and reason went
poof
the
instant Dane’s mouth took possession of Angel’s own, his tongue
slithering in as the man’s fingers rubbed through his sweat slick
crease, the tip of his index finger nudging his hole–then
penetrating.

“Huh!” Angel sucked in a sharp breath through
the kiss that remained locked.

Dane wrapped one arm around his waist and
squeezed Angel tighter against him as his finger pushed in deeper,
pulled out then plunged in again, over and over, the accumulation
of sweat creating a nice lubrication.

“Mmm!” Angel moaned into Dane’s mouth,
gripping his head, fisting his hot, damp hair. Dane’s arm squeezed,
causing his body to arch a little, his finger working him until
Angel was grinding desperately down against the man’s fiercely
stiff cock. Their kiss broke hard and Angel gasped loud, head
jerking back. Dane grabbed his throat, biting, teeth cutting at his
skin, raking, mouth sucking with ferocity as he finger-fucked him
with urgency. “Fuck!” Angel panted, rocking against his hand.

A low growl rumbled Dane’s thick chest, then
he was on his feet, Angel’s legs snaked around him tightly,
gripping, holding on. The man clutched his ass and took to the
stairs, his strong, muscular body quite able to pack him up the
steps without hitch.

The bedroom was an open loft, as Angel had
suspected. He was sure there were plenty of other fixtures in the
place, but all he registered was the huge bed up against a large
window. Night was beginning to press against the glass, peeking in
as if eager to watch the show about to take place.

***

Dane dropped the boy on the bed where he laid
motionless, breath rushing in and out of him, eyes burning with a
long suppressed need. He knew nothing of Angel’s life, his past,
whether he’d ever been truly close to another man before. He was an
utter mystery to Dane, and something about that made him all the
more sexy and desirable. Though he longed to know everything about
him, down to the most miniscule, seemingly insignificant detail.
But such exploration into his life would have to be left for later.
Right now, exploration of his
body
was all that he could center on.

One knee sank onto the end of the bed and he
leaned forward, tugging Angel’s briefs down his legs and off his
feet. For a somewhat
delicate
boy, he was not lacking in male
prowess
. His
cock was as rigid as a steel rod, reaching towards the ceiling, not
an ounce of
give
to it at all. It swayed gently, beautifully
straight as if sculpted by a talented artist bent on absolute
perfection. The plump head had a pleasant purplish hue that
reminded Dane of a sweet, ripe plum. Dane loved plums.

Angel gazed at him through heated, lidded
eyes, his member twitching when he followed Dane’s fingers to the
snap of his pants. He shed his clothes, with less grace than Angel
had done earlier, just wanting out of the confinement. His erection
was every bit as stiff and granite-like as Angel’s, though he
didn’t think nearly as
pretty
. As was typical of his own cock, it drooled
at the sight of the beautiful naked boy and his lovely, beckoning
arousal.

To jump the young man and fuck them both into
oblivion was what his lower head was urging him to do, but this was
a moment he’d been waiting for his whole life; that moment when the
boy of his dreams became reality and offered himself to Dane
without reservation.

Their time was ticking away; they would have
to head back to the club soon. But he couldn’t make himself hurry
it along as he gazed at Angel and all the things he longed to do to
the boy played through his mind in extreme detail. Work could
wait.

Fuck if I’m gonna rush this.

Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

Angel realized he really had no clue what to
expect from Dane. From the tender age of thirteen, he had been
called upon to do the pleasuring, the
giving
. Rarely had he received
anything in return, and when he had–it wasn’t
pleasurable
, but rather
painful for the most part. The few men who administered blow jobs
or hand jobs did so in a very rough manner, leaving him in pain to
some degree. Dane was great to dance with and get worked up
over–but what was he like when it came to actual sex? Oral or
otherwise? An uneasiness began to seep through Angel, but they were
this far–there was no turning back. And he didn’t really want to.
Surely Dane couldn’t be any
worse
than the ones Angel had already been
with.

Dane must have picked up on his sudden
nervousness because he smiled warmly and rubbed his hands across
the top of Angel’s feet. “Relax, baby.” He murmured. “Just lay
back, get comfortable…and let me just savor you.” There was no
surface, nor underlying threat about the man. His hands slid up
Angel’s shins slowly. Angel instinctively opened his legs and Dane
moved in between them, leaning down to lay kisses along his inner
thighs. A soft moan rolled up Angel’s throat and his fingers slowly
curled around the soft comforter beneath him, gripping fiercely.
Dane’s tongue snaked out and dragged up through the crease of his
leg then ventured to the side, flicking against his full sac.

“Mmmm!” Angel squeezed the blanket tighter in
his fists. Dane gently lifted his scrotum and went on to tease the
smooth patch of muscle underneath. “
Fuck
.” Angel hadn’t realized how sensitive
that spot was. No one had ever licked him there, and certainly not
like this. For him, the idea of sex always seemed to bring with it
a dark cloud, a
dread
. But Dane was quickly showing him that it
didn’t have to be dirty and disgusting, or hurtful. Already the man
had given him more pleasure than anyone else ever had.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” Dane smiled
and burrowed his face in deeper and sucking at the smooth muscle,
dragging his suctioned lips up to his sack then taking his balls
into his mouth. Angel bucked without warning, crying out and Dane
moaned, sucking him in deeper.

“Oh fuck
.” Angel trembled as the man took his entire
sack in his mouth, the warmth and wetness, the pressure of the
suction, his tantalizing tongue…it propelled Angel to a level of
ecstasy he hadn’t known even existed. “
Oh…my…god
.”

Moaning again, Dane slowly allowed his balls
to slip out of his mouth then licked his lips. “Yummy.” He murmured
and smiled. When his tongue darted out again and began to forge a
path up to the base of his throbbing cock, Angel whimpered, unsure
if he could handle this. Just having his
balls
in the man’s mouth nearly
blew his mind–what would happen if Dane wrapped his mouth around
his
cock?
He
had a strong suspicion he was about to find out.

One of the few men who had sucked him had
been a nasty fucker in one of the seedy clubs Wade had dragged him
to. Some of the guy’s teeth were broken, severely decayed, and he
hadn’t taken care with Angel. His teeth had repeatedly scraped the
sensitive surface of his cock, a time or two he’d bit down a little
on purpose, just to hear Angel cry out. The horrible experience had
left his member scratched up and somewhat bloody.

The dark memory was vanquished in a moment as
Dane licked up the bottom side of his member, very slowly, using
the full flat surface of his tongue, catching the dribbles of clear
cum juice seeping from his cock head. Angel’s jaw clenched, breath
sticking in his throat then bursting out in hard pants. When Dane
used the tip of his tongue to tease the slit under the head,
Angel’s mind nearly imploded. He jerked hard and cried out, cum
churning in his balls, wanting to rise.

“Like it right there, do you?” Dane panted
softly and teased him some more.

Angel bit his lip to keep from screaming, his
back arching, hips lifting. He clawed the bed, gasping.
Oh fuck! Fuck! I’m
gonna come!
He didn’t know if it was abnormal for him to be
ready to come so soon, but his balls were burning and tingling,
tightening. Dane was clearly aware of the signs as Angel began to
pant and puff, hips rocking up, knuckles whitened as he gripped the
blankets, head thrust back into the pillows.

In a single action, Dane covered his cock
with his mouth and sucked him into this throat.

“Fuck!
” Angel screamed out loud, no way in hell to
hold it back. He never felt a single tooth against his pulsing
shaft as Dane’s velvet mouth slid up and down his cock, squeezing,
sucking, encasing him in heat and wetness so blissful he thought it
possible he might literally go crazy. He choked on a sob he hadn’t
known had risen then grabbed Dane’s head, moving with the motion of
his mouth, pushing in, pulling back then in again, over and over as
it became harder and harder to breathe. Never in his life had he
felt anything like this.

His balls began to release, forcing the cum
up through his shaft. Another sob broke against his cries of
ecstasy and sheer sexual agony.
“Dane! Oh god…oh fuck…Uuh!”

The man sucked him with more determination,
working his mouth up and down his cock faster, harder, moaning
loud. His hand squeezed his shaft and worked hurriedly, following
his mouth.

Angel screamed incoherently and his body
convulsed as the orgasm broke, his full wad shooting down Dane’s
throat. The man took him, swallowing eagerly, sucking for more of
his liquid love, stroking him until his locked muscles began to
slowly loosen, relax, and he sagged hard against the bed, gasping
for air.

“Fuck…”
he trembled, shivers racing all through him.
His eyes felt weighted with lead, bleary.
Could someone go blind by coming too
hard?
He wondered.