Davy opened the door to his and Peter's room finding a surprise, Peter was laying on the bed with a look of lust in his eyes. He was in nothing but a pair of black boxers and a pair of love bead's on his neck which he was also fiddling with.
The room was dimly lit with candles everywhere, roses all over the bed sheet making the shape of a heart, and 2 cups and a wine bottle. "Hey, beautiful," Peter said in a sexy voice as Davy began to get hard.
Davy walked over to Peter and kissed him as Peter pulled him onto the bed they both eventually opened their mouths, and their tongues began gliding in and out of each other's mouths, as Davy reached down into Peter's boxers "Not yet babe, let's have a little drink first," Peter said as he turned over to the dresser to grab the 2 wine glasses as he poured the wine into them.
He handed one of the bottles to Davy. "Cheers!" he said as he drank the whole glass, Davy doing the same.
They both cuddled with each other and drank more wine until they were both drunk and had huge boners.
"P-Please Peter I want you, please ill be a good boy," Davy said whilst slurring his words. "I-I don't know, do you think I should?" Peter said as he gave a little hiccup. "Please baby Please!" Davy begged, Peter loved to hear Davy beg. "I'm gonna take good care of you…" He said as he rubbed his hand up and down Davy's chest. Davy removed his clothes and got in front of Peter. Peter ran his tongue from Davy's neck all the way down his back making the brit arch and tilt his head back slightly, an appreciative moan accompanying it. Peter trailed the tongue down further, over the swell of his ass, briefly dipping into the crack, seeing the way Davy's hands abruptly gripped the sheets below.
Pulling away a bit, positioning himself at a more appropriate angle, Peter resumed his teasing licks, this time up Davy's inner left thigh, feeling the muscle tremble under the touch. Davy almost choked as he felt the appendage quickly flick over the sensitive piece of flesh just behind his balls but the sensation was gone before he could really revel in it, making him sigh in agitation Wetting his thumb, Peter suddenly pushed the pad of it against Davy's entrance, pressing the brit forward slightly though almost instantly he was pushing back. Peter smiled to himself as he continued to press, his other hand roaming over flesh and leaving goosebumps in their wake.
Just as Davy was about to beg him to get the hell on with it, a yelp was dragged out of him when he felt something much wetter breach his passage, catapulting him forward. He could feel coarse hands on each ass cheek, spreading him wide, another flick of the tongue sending an obvious spasm through his body as he thrust back for more contact.
When he didn't get any, he turned his head as best he could, seeing Peter sat there waiting. Waiting to have the attention he wanted before he would continue. Keeping the eye contact, Peter lowered his head again, pushing his tongue deep inside and being rewarded with a deep groan that he could feel as well as hear.
Every twitch and jerk, every moan and gasp seemed to be hot-wired straight to the older man's cock and, while he wanted to drag it out and give Davy as much as he could, he wasn't sure he could stay sane long enough.
"I'm gonna cum if you don't stop!" Davy managed to get out through his moans. Peter quickly stopped as Davy began breathing heavily from how amazing that experience was for him.
He soon coated his fingers in lube as he positioned his fingers at Davy's entrance, pushing in slowly but firmly, scissoring as he went.
Davy leaned his head against the wall, moaning in an urgent, pleading tone that Peter absolutely loved. He slid his hand as far forward as he could and reached deep inside in order to get to that treasured sweet spot.
"Oh god, Peter," Davy whimpered as he was so intensely stimulated. He twisted his hips slightly, pushing back against Davy hand, and was rewarded for his efforts as that spot was touched again. This time the sound Davy uttered was closer to a growl of pure lust, such an un-Davy-like sound that Peter shivered with delight at the sound of it. Still, he steeled himself and managed to regain total control of the situation.
"Mmm...Greedy for it, are you, Davy?" Peter murmured into his ear, letting his lips just barely graze the lobe. He slowly moved his fingers in and out, teasingly, backing off just when Davy was anticipating having his prostrate brushed again, causing Peter to almost sob with frustration.
Peter smiled, loving the power he had over Davy.
Mike was so quick to give Davy anything he wanted, whenever he wanted it. Peter's experience was that people, whether they be male or female, appreciated pleasure more when they had to wait for it, and Davy was a prime example. Outwardly, Davy was sweet-natured, kind, But oh, underneath that was a free-spirited, highly sexual being, and it was that side that Peter really liked to fuck with. It was almost too easy, how he could get Davy to the point of begging for his cock, and Peter thought that was just fine.
Right on cue Davy's tremulous voice, sounding deep and desperate and on the verge of tears, drifted to Mike's ears. "Peter...Please, please fuck me. I need to...I can't...oh please."
Peter's own arousal surged another notch, and he quickly spat into his hand to slick up his erection, at the same time easing his fingers out of Davy's body, as Davy sighed with a combination of disappointment and anticipation.
Without uttering a word, Peter positioned himself and began to lean into Davy's body, sliding inside inch by inch, not hurrying, though the heat and the tightness and the lusty groans that Davy was making were combining to really test his steely resolve.
Once he was fully sheathed, he merely stood there, slipping his hands around Davy's slender waist, both to anchor himself and to keep some semblance of control over Davy's own movements.
Davy whimpered again, swiveling his hips, trying to entice Mike to start thrusting. Finally he burst out in a totally uncharacteristic fashion. "Damn it, Peter! Why do you have to torture me like this? Fucking move! Please!"
Peter laughed softly, grateful that Davy couldn't see the beads of sweat that were rolling down his face and chest from the mere effort of staying still. Still, he betrayed none of that struggle in his voice as he murmured, "You want me to move, do you? You want me to fuck you hard? Is that what you want, Davy?"
"Yes!" Davy nearly shouted. "Yes! That's what I want! I'd get down on my knees and beg for it, but under the present circumstances, that would be rather difficult!"
Now Peter's laugh was genuine and hearty. He leaned his head on Davy's shoulder, and for a moment he let his true tenderness for the other man shine through as moved his hair aside to gently kiss the nape of his neck.
"Davy, you are a wonder," he breathed, almost to himself, though he was sure Davy heard him.
Then, without any further words being spoken, he resumed his firm grip on Davy's waist and began to move, alternating short, quick thrusts with long, slow ones that had Peter almost melting into the wall.
"Oh yes..." Davy moaned, his short nails digging into the soft plaster. "Oh my god, Peter ... That feels so good…" You're not fucking kidding, Peter agreed silently, sweat flowing more freely now from both of them, coating their bodies in a fine sheen as the tension and built and their motions grew more heated and urgent.
"Goddamn," Peter ground out, his teeth clenched. As many times as Davy had been fucked by both him and Mike it was amazing how his ass always felt as tight as a virgin's.
Amazing and downright torturous when one was trying to hold off from coming as long as possible, and especially criminal when that tight ass belonged to such a beautiful, sensual creature that was groaning his name over and over again and sounding so fucking hot.
Peter growled, dizzy with lust, and started pumping faster and harder, pulling out almost all the way before slamming his full length back in again, over and over. He
dipped his head to lick away a trickling trail of sweat that was running down between Davy's shoulder blades.
"Oh… Oh… OHFUCKIMGONNACUM!" Davy shouted as he released all over the bed. Peter as he felt Davy's ass tighten around his throbbing dick finally moaned his name as he came inside him.
They both fell onto the bed holding each other whilst trying to catch their breaths. "That was amazing… my god…" Davy said. Davy looked at Peter who was complete asleep and smiled as he cuddled closer too him as they both fell asleep.