Chapter 2: Building Tension
Dan carried Peter bridal-style into his bedroom, where he placed him gently on the bed. Dan's room was simple - a large four-poster bed, a dresser filled with DVDs and books, and a couple of lamps lit the space softly.
Peter couldn't help but gawk at Dan's powerful build, he was entranced by the muscles rippling through Dan's arms, shoulders, chest and legs as Dan moved around the room with ease.
"Peter, I'll be right back," Dan said as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Peter took in his surroundings, admiring the simplicity of the room and the cozy feeling that it radiated. The four-poster bed was made with a neatly pressed white comforter, and the pillows looked fluffy and inviting. The lamps on either nightstand cast a soft glow throughout the space, creating a warm atmosphere. And in one corner of the room he saw a huge weightlifting station.
Dan soon emerged from the bathroom, freshly washed and with a new pack of cigarettes in his hand. He noticed Peter looking around and smiled.
"Like what you see?" he asked.
Peter nodded. "It's simple and cozy. I like it."
Dan walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge next to Peter. "I'm glad," he said. "I'm not much for fancy things."
Peter grinned. "You're not exactly what I would call fancy," he teased, and Dan laughed, his deep voice rumbling through the room.
"You're right about that," he said, and leaned in to kiss Peter gently on the lips.
Peter's whole body felt electric at the touch of Dan's lips and the sensation of his beard against his skin. Dan's strong arms wrapped around Peter's back, pulling him in closer.
"You feel so good, Dan," Peter whispered as they broke apart.
Dan smiled. "You don't feel so bad yourself, mate." He leaned in for another kiss, and Dan felt Peter's hard on, how erect he was and oozing precum.
Dan took it as a sign that Peter was ready for more action, and he moved his hand down to stroke Peter's hard cock for a few moments, causing Peter to half moan, half whine.
"Fancy getting a taste before we take it further?" Dan asked, a devilish glint in his eye.
Peter's eyes flashed wide at the question but then the answer was obvious on his face. He nodded and Dan moved down the bed, kissing a path along Peter's chest.
When he reached Peter's cock, he flicked his tongue along the tip, collecting the droplets of precum that had formed there.
Peter's hips jerked involuntarily at the touch of Dan's tongue, and he let out a low moan. Dan wrapped his lips around the head of Peter's cock, sucking gently. Peter's hands moved to tangle in Dan's hair, pulling him closer as he bucked his hips up into the warm, wet heat of Dan's mouth.
Peter put his hands on Dan's biceps and shoulders, feeling how huge they are, and he wished that Dan would carry him again like he did before.
Dan lifted Peter up in his arms and stood up. looked up at Peter and smiled. "I can see that you enjoyed it, Peter".
Peter blushed, feeling a little embarrassed about how easily he had submitted to Dan's strength. "I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to be so weak."
"No need to apologize," Dan assured him. "There's no shame in enjoying something that feels good. And you looked beautiful in my arms."
Peter smiled back at Dan, feeling a warm glow spread throughout his body.
"Thank you, Dan"
Dan grinned. "I love carrying you and giving you pleasure Peter."
Peter blushed, feeling a little embarrassed about how easily he had submitted to Dan's strength.
"Thank you, Dan."
Dan carried Peter over to the bed and gently laid him down on the soft, plush comforter. Peter couldn't help but admire the muscles rippling in Dan's arms as he moved.
Peter was so hard and excited and he almost pleaded to Dan: "Oh Dan, do you think you can make me cum again, but while you carry me in your arms, and while you keep a cigarette in the corner of your mouth so I can watch you?" Dan chuckled, and agreed to do that. He walked over to the bedside table and picked up his pack of cigarettes, put a cigarette in in the corner of his mouth, and lit it. He took a long drag, making the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth, and then he bent down and picked up Peter in his arms.
Peter wrapped his legs around Dan's strong waist, and Dan carried him over to the four-poster bed, with the lit cigarette in his mouth shining, catching the soft glow of the room. He asked Peter, "Do you like when I carry you?" and the cigarette bounced up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
The combination of the strong, muscular man holding him in his arms and the alluring sight of the cigarette was overwhelmingly erotic and Peter couldn't help but respond with a breathless yes."
Peter was naked, his dick was pressed on Dan's muscular stomach, and watching Dan smoke his cigarette.
"Dan, how would you like to make me cum?" Peter asked, his hard dick pressed on Dan's stomach and needing attention.
"I can make you cum in so many ways," Dan replied with a wicked grin. "How about I lift you up and down while I carry you, and make your dick rub on my stomach. And you can watch me smoke at the same time, and touch my big muscles."
Dan said with a smirk.
Peter shivered in delight at the thought. He clenched his eyes shut for a moment, imagining Dan lifting him up and down as he caressed his chest, his hard abs, and his thighs that were flexing and bulging as he carried Peter.
"Probably not the most conventional way of having sex," Dan said, "but it works for us, don't you think?" "I do," Peter said, smiling up at Dan with an expression of pure bliss.
Dan carried Peter as he walked around the room, lifting him up and down as promised. With each lift, Peter's dick slid across Dan's stomach, leaving a trail of precum in its wake. Dan's muscles tensed as he raised Peter, his biceps bulging with the effort of holding Peter's weight.
Peter couldn't help but reach out and touch Dan's chest, feeling the heat emanating from his skin and the firmness of his muscles beneath his fingertips.
Dan's eyes darkened with desire as Peter's hands explored his body, and he thrust his hips upwards, rubbing their cocks together.
"God, you feel good," Dan groaned, his breath hitching as Peter's fingers brushed over his nipples.
"You feel amazing," Peter gasped, his head dropping back as Dan continued to lift him up and down. He couldn't believe how intense the sensation was, feeling himself rub on Dan's stomach with each lift. I was amazing how strong Dan was.
The way Dan carried Peter effortlessly, lifting Peter up and down as we moved around the room, was a huge turn-on. Peter couldn't help but moan loudly as Peter felt himself getting closer and closer to another orgasm. With each lift with Dan's arms, Peter could feel the built-up pleasure inside him rising to the surface.
Dan smiled wickedly as he watched Peter's reactions. He knew exactly what he was doing to Peter, and he reveled in the control he had over his body.
Dan finished his cigarette and stopped lifting Peter up and down momentarily. He carried Peter in one arm only and removed the cigarette from his mouth. "Would you like me to light another one Peter?" Dan asked.
He lit another cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth as he looked down at Peter with a knowing grin.
Peter's eyes widened at the sight and nodded eagerly, unable to contain his excitement.
"You look extremely sexy with a cigarette in the corner of your mouth Dan!", Peter revealed.
"I always wanted to carry a guy around in my arms during sex, I am so happy I found you Peter!" Dan said, and his cigarette bounced up and down in the corner of his mouth while he talked. "And I love smoking during sex, and I love that you love watching me smoke Peter" Dan added.
Dan walked around the room, carrying Peter in one arm while continuing to puff on his cigarette. From time to time, he would lift Peter up and down, adding more intensity to the pleasure they were already experiencing.
Peter was in pure bliss, being carried around the room effortlessly by Dan while watching Dan's cigarette smoking, as he made his cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth with each inhale. Peter loved touching the huge muscles and feeling Dan's strong body. With each movement, Dan's muscles rippled under his fingers, sending shivers of excitement throughout Peter's body.
Dan smiled down at Peter, noticing his expression of pure pleasure.
He could see how much Peter was enjoying this experience. Dan felt incredibly turned on at the thought of providing Peter so much pleasure and sensual satisfaction.
"You like that, don't you?" Dan asked, with a deep, rumbling growl.
"Yes, God yes," Peter replied breathlessly. "I never knew it could feel this good."
"Good, because I want to make you feel nothing but pleasure." Dan replied, before taking another drag from his cigarette and exhaling slowly.
Dan continued to walk around his bedroom, carrying Peter effortlessly as he did so. Then he stopped in the middle of the room and started again to lift Peter up and down with his arms, making Peter's dick rub on his muscular stomach.
With each lift, Peter moaned with pleasure, his body tensing up as he got closer and closer to his peak. Dan looked down at Peter, smirking as he saw how worked up he was. Dan asked, his voice low and rumbling.
"Yes, oh yes," Peter replied, panting with pleasure. "Don't stop please."
Dan continued to lift Peter up and down, the movement sending waves of ecstasy through his body.
Peter's breathing hitched as he struggled to hold back his climax, wanting to prolong this feeling of pure bliss for as long as possible.
But Dan had other plans. He lifted Peter up and down more rapidly, making the rubbing more fast and intense.
Dan couldn't help but smile at the sight, watching as Peter's body convulsed with pleasure.
Peter's soft moans became more guttural, and he gripped Dan's muscles tightly. His teeth sunk into Dan's shoulder. The salty sweat dripped down Dan's face from the exertion of his lifting.
"Can I cum now?" Peter wheezed, panting.
Dan took the cigarette out of his mouth and blew the smoke towards the ceiling before responding. "Almost there, Peter. Almost there." Dan said his words in a playful tone.
Dan quickened the rhythm, lifting Peter up and down, slamming their bodies together.
Peter's cock was so hard, and it was being rubbed on Dan's defined abs without any shame, as Dan lifted him up and down with his strong arms. Dan was inhaling from his cigarette in a steady rhythm, leaving it in the corner of his mouth and taking multiple inhales to drive Peter crazy.
It was the most erotic thing Peter had ever seen, and he could barely control himself. He tried to prolong the moment as much as possible, but when Dan decided that it was time, he started lifting Peter more rapidly. Before Peter knew it, he was moaning loudly, riding the waves of pleasure as Dan carried him to the edge. Peter couldn't hold back anymore. With one more powerful lift from Dan, Peter came hard, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm.
Dan smiled, feeling satisfied that he had pleasured Peter so well.
Dan's strong arms caught Peter as his body went limp with pleasure. Dan's muscles were still tensed up, sweaty, and beautiful as ever. Dan carried Peter to the shower, he turned on the hot water and both went inside.
"That was incredible," Peter said in between deep breaths, as he recovered from the intense orgasm.
"I told you it would be," Dan said.
He smiled down at Peter, who was still in his arms, looking up at him with those big, blue eyes that Dan couldn't get enough of.
Peter's cock was still hard, and Dan could feel it pressed up against his abs. He couldn't resist touching it gently, causing Peter to shiver with pleasure.
"You feel so good, Dan," Peter whispered again, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dan felt a surge of pleasure go through him as he heard Peter's words. He loved making him feel good.
And the fact that Peter enjoyed watching him smoke too, was for Dan the cherry on top. He was a man who enjoyed his vices, and he found it incredibly sexy to share those vices with Peter.
Dan's hands traveled down to Peter's ass, gripping and kneading the firm flesh as he continued to stroke Peter's cock.
The water from the shower was hitting Dan's back, streaming down his muscles, making him look even more impressive and powerful than before.
Peter couldn't help but gaze upon Dan's handsome face, admiring the way his whiskers prickled his skin, the definition of his jawline, and the deep game of his eyes.
Dan was still holding Peter, with the water flowing between them, creating that mesmerizingscene of muscle and water.
"I never knew that you could be this dominant," Peter admitted, slightly surprised by his own boldness. "But I have to say, I like it."
Dan's grin widened. "Good, because I've been wanting to try more things with you.
I've never felt this connection with anyone before," Dan admitted, his voice deep with desire.
Peter couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had only known Dan for a short time, but he couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt towards him.
"I feel the same way, Dan. There's something about you that just feels right," Peter replied, his own voice thick with longing.
Dan leaned in, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss.
"Peter you're exactly my type of guy, smaller than me, and I just want to protect you, keep you safe, and carry you all the time in my strong arms." Dan admitted.
"I want you to feel safe and cared for, and I love the way you respond to my strength," Dan continued, his voice husky with desire.
Peter couldn't help but feel himself getting hard again at Dan's words. He loved how dominant Dan was, and how much he enjoyed carrying him. It made Peter feel wanted and desired, and it brought out a side of him that he never knew existed.
"I love it too," Peter replied, his hands tracing the lines of Dan's muscles.
Dan leaned in for another kiss, hot and deep, leaving Peter breathless.
They couldn't resist each other, their desire to be close, to be skin to skin, was unbearable. The showers streaming water was washing away the sweat from their bodies, and the sound of it filling the air around them.
Dan's hands roamed over Peter's body, grazing his muscles, and making Pete's heart race. He cupped Peter's ass in his strong hands and pulled him closer, making their cocks rub together. Both of them were still rock hard, with Peter's precum dripping onto Dan's thighs.
Dan groaned as he felt Peter's hardness pressed up against his and couldn't resist the urge to touch him.
Dan's strong fingers wrapped around Peter's shaft and began to stroke it firmly, making Peter moan with pleasure. Dan smirked down at Peter, who was lost in the sensation of Dan's touch. Dan continued to pleasure Peter, feeling himself growing more and more aroused by the second.
Peter couldn't help but writhe with pleasure, feeling Dan's strong hands on his body.
"Peter, you got me horny, I need to fuck you again." Dan said.
"I want to make you feel good, Peter, but I can't smoke in the shower."
So Dan got out of the shower and toweled both of them until they were dry. Then Dan carried Peter back to the living room.
The air was thick with the scent of sex and tobacco, but neither of them seemed to mind.
"Dan, are you gonna fuck me again, while you carry me in your arms?" Peter asked.
Dan grinned, unable to resist the opportunity.
"I thought you'd never ask," he replied, and lifted Peter up cradle-style in his arms. Peter wrapped his legs around Dan's waist, and his arms around Dan's neck as Dan started to walk towards the bedroom. Dan's big biceps bulged as he carried Peter effortlessly.
Peter could feel every inch of Dan's hard muscles as they pressed against him, causing a shiver of pleasure to run down his spine.
Peter wrapped his arms around Dan's neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss. The taste of cigarettes mixed with the taste of Dan's strong muscled lips was unlike anything Peter had ever experienced before.
Dan was carrying Peter closely and started entering him.
The pleasure was almost indescribable for both, as Dan's cock pressed into Peter's tight ass, and Peter's own hardness rubbed against Dan's strong stomach.
Dan walked around the room, carrying Peter in his powerful arms as he moved. It was intimate, primal, and absolutely captivating. They were both lost in the heat of the moment as they succumbed to their unbridled passion.
Peter buried his face in Dan's neck and moaned with pleasure as Dan thrust into him again and again.
The feeling of Dan's thick, hard cock moving inside him, combined with the sensation of being carried in his strong arms, was almost too much for Peter to handle. He had never experienced anything like this before, and he never wanted it to end.
Dan's arms bulged with exertion as he held Peter up and continued to thrust into him. Sweat dripped down his forehead as the pleasure between them built to a fever pitch. He could feel Peter's hard cock pressed up against his stomach, and Dan longed to touch it, to make Peter feel even better.
But he didn't want to take his hands off of Peter's hips, off of the two perfect ass cheeks that he was holding on to as he fucked him. So instead, Dan shifted his grip slightly, allowing his thumb to brush against Peter's balls with each thrust.
Peter moaned at the contact, and Dan felt him clench around his cock in response. It was all Dan could do to keep from cumming right then and there. But he held back, wanting to prolong the moment for as long as possible.
Dan stopped the fucking for a moment so he can light a cigarette.
He knew how much Peter loved the sight of him smoking. He put the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and Peter couldn't help but admire the way Dan's muscular chest and arms moved as he lit it. Dan took a deep drag, and the smoke curled up around his face. He then resumed fucking Peter with the same passion and intensity as before, if not more, and he left the cigarette in the corner of his mouth
"God, Dan, you feel so good," Peter moaned, his voice hoarse with pleasure. Dan's thrusts were deep and powerful, filling Peter to the brim.
Peter's legs were wrapped tightly around Dan's waist, his heels digging into Dan's firm buttocks. Dan's strong arms held Peter in place, their bodies pressed together as Dan continued to thrust into him.
The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, punctuated by Dan's heavy breathing and the occasional moan from Peter. The scent of smoke and musk filled the air as Dan continued to smoke, the sensation of the cigarette between his lips only heightening the experience for Peter.
Dan's thrusts became faster, and Peter could feel himself nearing the edge.
But Dan wasn't ready to let him go just yet. He wanted to push Peter further, to make him beg for release.
As he continued to thrust, Dan pressed Peter's dick on Dan's stomach.
Peter was moaning louder and louder as he approached the edge of his climax. "Oh God Dan, I'm going to cum. I can't hold on any longer," Peter gasped.
"Yes, baby, let it go," Dan whispered, his own arousal building as he watched Peter unravel. He took a deep drag from the cigarette and held it between his lips as his hips pumped faster.
With a loud groan, Peter let loose, his dick erupting with cum.
"Yeah, that's it, baby.
Let it all out." Dan said, feeling his own climax building up inside of him as he watched Peter's cock twitch and release its load onto Dan's abs.
Dan could feel his orgasm building up, the familiar sensation of pleasure spreading from the base of his spine, up through his abs, and down to his dick. He held Peter close, feeling their hearts beating in sync as Dan thrust into him with urgent, deep strokes.
With a growl of pleasure, Dan came too, filling Peter's ass with his warm cum.
They both moaned low in their throats as their orgasms washed through them, the intensity of it almost overwhelming. Dan's thrusts slowed as the final waves of pleasure rolled over him, and he collapsed onto the bed, panting with exertion.
Peter lay on top of Dan, their bodies slick and sticky with sweat and cum. Dan's arms were still wrapped around Peter, holding him close as they both caught their breath. The cigarette was still in the corner of Dan's mouth, but it had gone out some time ago.
Dan carried Peter again for a second shower. They cleaned each other and went to sleep. Dan held Peter in his arms all night long.
He liked the feeling of Peter's small, slender body pressed against his. It made him feel strong, powerful, and protective. And besides, they had both fallen asleep from exhaustion, so Dan didn't want to move and risk waking Peter up.
As dawn broke, the sunlight streamed through the bedroom window, illuminating their naked bodies. Peter stirred in Dan's arms, his eyelids fluttering open. He looked up at Dan with a lazy smile.
"Morning," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep.
Dan grinned down at him.
"Morning," he replied, resting his chin on Peter's head. "How'd you sleep?"
Peter snuggled closer to him, nestled between Dan's large arms. "Like a baby," he replied. "Your arms, they were like a fortress, protecting me."
Dan chuckled softly. He stroked Peter's hair and said, "You know I wouldn't have it any other way. You're a precious cargo."
Peter grinned up at him.
"I thought you couldn't wait until morning?" he teased.
Dan shook his head, sitting up. "Nah, it's just that I don't like letting you escape from my arms," he replied with a roguish grin. His lips reached to kiss Peter.
As they kissed, Dan's hand trailed to Peter's waist, pulling him closer to feel his hardness against his stomach. Dan's other hand descended down Peter's back, tracing the sculpted muscles of his spine and eliciting a blush of smoke from Peter’s lips.
Peter broke off the kiss to say, "I never knew you could kiss like this, honestly. You're a wolf, Dan."
Dan smiled, enjoying the compliment, "I do my best," he replied, just as he continued kissing Peter.
After about 5 minutes of kissing, Dan went on to kiss Peter's neck.
His lips suctioned Peter's collarbone as Dan licked at his tender skin, causing sensations to shudder down his spine. Dan was skillful, his movements calculated and deliberate. He was gentle but firm, and Peter was unable to do anything but melt into Dan's embrace.
As Dan continued to trail kissed further down Peter's chest, Peter arched his back involuntarily.
The passion between them was undeniable, and Peter was having trouble keeping quiet.
"Dan," he whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his moans.
"Yes?" Dan asked, lifting his head from Peter's chest for a moment. His voice was low and gravelly, and Peter's heart skipped a beat.
"Can we, uh, do it again?" Peter asked, feeling his face heat up with embarrassment. He was not used to being so bold in bed, but there was something about Dan that made him feel brave.
Dan grinned.
"Of course, what kind of gentleman would I be if I denied you that pleasure?"
Peter chuckled, then gasped as Dan's mouth found its way down to his hardening cock. Dan was an expert at oral, and he knew just how to tease and tantalize Peter's most sensitive areas. With each lick and kiss, Dan's tongue danced over Peter's head, eliciting a low moan from Peter's throat.
Dan's hands roamed freely over Peter's body, feeling every contour and curve.
He loved the way Peter responded to his touch, the way he moaned and writhed with pleasure.
Peter was lying on the bed, completely naked and spread eagle. Dan's gaze roamed over his body, taking in every inch of his perfect form. Peter's skin was smooth and unblemished, his muscles well-defined and toned. Dan couldn't resist the urge to touch him, to feel his warmth and strength beneath his fingertips.
Dan leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Peter's lips. Peter responded immediately, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss.
"Dan, would you like to make love to me again?" Peter pleaded, "just like you did last night?".
Dan grinned, a predatory glint flickering in his eyes. "I thought you'd never ask."
With one swift movement, Dan positioned himself on top of Peter, their bodies pressed together.
Dan leaned down to press a gentle, lingering kiss to Peter's lips. It was a promise, a vow, a promise of what was to come.
As he pulled away, Dan began to trail kissed down Peter's neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.
He could feel Peter's pulse racing beneath his lips, and he grinned with satisfaction. He liked knowing that he had such a powerful effect on Peter, that he could reduce this strong, confident man to a quivering mess with just a kiss.
Dan made his way down to Peter's chest, pausing to tease and tantalize the tight nipples that stood erect before him. He knew just how sensitive Peter was here, and he took great pleasure in teasing him, watching as his breath hitched and his hips bucked with need.
"You like that, hm?" Dan murmured against his skin, his breath warm and tickling.
Peter could only moan in response, his hands clenching in the sheets as he tried to hold on to some semblance of control.
But Dan was relentless, his tongue swirling around Peter's nipples, teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh. Dan loved the way Peter responded to him, his breathy moans and whimpers, the way his body moved under Dan's touch. Dan couldn't get enough of him.
Then Dan did the same tongue play on Peter's neck, which was the most sensitive part of his body. He licked Peter's neck while he inserted a finger in Peter's ass. Peter's hands were all over Dan's huge muscles.
He couldn't get enough of the feel of them, the warmth, the strength.
"Dan, would you like to carry me again in your strong arms," Peter said, his voice thick with lust.
Dan scooped Peter up, his muscles flexing in the process. It took no effort for Dan to carry Peter's slight frame.
Dan had never felt so protective and powerful as he did when he held Peter in his arms. He cradled him close, savoring the feeling of their bodies pressed against each other.
Peter's arms wrapped around Dan's neck, and his legs hooked around Dan's waist, his ankles crossed. Dan could feel Peter's arousal pressing urgently against his stomach, the heat of it making him even harder than he already was.
"Where do you want me to take you, Peter?" Dan asked, his voice low and husky.
"Anywhere Dan, as long as I'm in your arms, I am very happy" Peter replied, as he felt Dan's dick caressing his ass's entrance.
Dan grinned, his eyes gleaming with desire.
He carried Peter over to the window that overlooked the ocean, the morning light streaming in. With one arm, Dan held Peter up securely, while his other hand reached down to align his cock with Peter's tight entrance.
Peter trembled with anticipation, his breath hitching as he felt Dan's thick head push past his tight ring of muscles, filling him up completely.
Dan started thrusting gently, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through Peter's body.
"I love carrying you while I fuck you Peter." Dan said. "I'm not gonna put you down until you at least cum twice."
Dan said, his breath hot against Peter's ear.
Peter moaned with pleasure as Dan's cock filled him up. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be carried like this while making love. The combination of Dan's powerful thrusts and the sensation of being held in his strong arms was intoxicating.
Dan's muscles rippled as he moved, his biceps bulging with exertion. Peter couldn't resist reaching down to touch them, feeling their firmness beneath his fingers. Dan grinned down at him, his eyes alight with desire.
"I knew you would love that." He said, his voice deep and gruff.
Peter moaned, arching his back in pleasure. He felt Dan's fingers trace over his hip bones, his slim waist, and his flat stomach.
Dan's rough hands knew exactly where it was going to leave him vulnerable, and his body eagerly responded to the touch.
"I always wanted someone to worship my body like that, I never thought I needed it until I met you, Dan." Peter said, admiring Dan's well-toned body.
"It's the first time I feel so wanted, so desired and protected."
"That's because I don't take no for an answer and once I set my mind on you, there's nothing that can stop me," Dan answered with a grin. He leaned down to plant a kiss on Peter's lips, his powerful arms encircling his waist pulling him closer.
The two of them shared a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed tightly together as Dan ground his hips against Peter's.
"Come with me," Dan said, breaking the kiss and turning towards the pack of cigarettes.
He pulled one out and placed it between his lips, in the corner of his mouth. He took a match from the box and lit the cigarette, drawing deeply on it. The scent of tobacco filled the air, mingling with the warm saltiness of the nearby beach.
Peter, still held in Dan's strong arms, watched as Dan took a deep drag on the cigarette, making the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth. Dan's chest huffed as he exhaled, his muscles rippling beneath the golden sun.
"I love the way you smoke," Peter commented, his voice soft.
Dan grinned, taking another drag of his cigarette. He held the smoke for a moment before letting it out in a slow sigh. "I do it for you," he said, his voice deep and husky.
And with that, Dan held Peter securely, carrying him in his huge arms, and he started very fast thrusts in and out of his ass. Dan was also taking continuous puffs on his cigarette, making it go up and down in the corner of his mouth.
The feeling of Dan's cock moving inside Peter, punctuated by the visible muscle contractions in Dan's arms as he carried him and smoked at the same time, was utterly devastating for Peter in all the best possible ways.
Peter let out a loud moan as he felt his orgasm building up. Dan's thrusts were fast, hard, and powerful, making Peter feel like he was about to shatter apart in ecstasy. And yet, at the same time, Dan's arms were the only thing holding him together, grounding him in reality.
It was a strange and disorienting feeling, to be both on the verge of losing himself to pleasure, and yet still be aware of the fact that Dan was the one giving it to him.
Dan's cock felt like a rod of fire, searing Peter's insides with each thrust. Peter's legs tightened around Dan's waist, pulling him closer as he ground his own hips frantically against Dan's.
Peter was being carried and fucked by Dan, the way he loved it. And Dan made sure that Peter's dick was rubbing on Dan's stomach. He was fucking very fast while he kept his cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
Dan enjoyed the feeling of being in control, of having Peter in his arms while he took them both to new heights of pleasure. He could feel Peter's legs trembling around his waist, and he knew that Peter was on the edge.
"Dan, please," Peter gasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't take it anymore. I need to cum."
"Not yet," Dan said, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.
He wanted to make this moment last, to savor it, and to make sure that Peter was fully satisfied before allowing himself to reach his own climax.
With one arm underneath Peter's legs and the other around his back, Dan increased the tempo of his thrusts. He could feel Peter's cock twitching against his stomach with each movement, the sensation almost unbearably arousing.
Peter's mouth was open in a silent 'O' as Dan took him to the pinnacle of pleasure.
Dan knew Peter was close, and he was determined to push him over the edge.
"Please, Dan. Please," Peter begged, his fingers digging into Dan's shoulders as Dan's thrusts became even more frenzied.
Dan's own pleasure was building, but he held back, determined to bring Peter to climax first. He took a quick drag of his finishing cigarette and put it out. He reached for a new one with his right hand, while carrying Peter with his left arm only.
With that, he put the fresh smoke into the corner of his mouth while still thrusting rhythmically into Peter.
*Peter moaned loudly while looking at Dan light his cigarette in a manly way, a beautiful melody echoing through the nearly empty beach.
Dan skillfully held the smoke between his lips, and the sensual sight was almost too hot for Peter to handle.*
"I love watching you smoke," Peter panted out, his voice hoarse with want and pleasure.
Dan looked down at Peter, his hazel eyes reflecting his own desire back at him. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a long drag, causing it to go up and down in the corner of his mouth. He did this with such an air of nonchalance that it only served to heighten Peter's arousal even more.
Peter couldn't take it and he started cumming on Dan's stomach, and the orgasm seem endless!
Dan was in his own world, enjoying the feeling of Peter's muscles clenching around him. Dan felt a tingling sensation building up in the base of his spine and finally, he came too, filling Peter to the brim.
Once they caught their breaths, Dan carefully set Peter down on the bed, and he sat next to him.
Peter's body was shaking with the intensity of his orgasm, his eyes half-closed, and his breath shallow. Dan's own body was still humming with the aftershocks of his own climax, and he knew exactly how Peter felt.
"Are you alright?" Dan asked, his deep voice brimming with concern and protector mode. Peter nodded weakly, his limbs still feeling wobbly.
"I'm good," Peter managed, his voice still hoarse from the passionate smooch and his orgasm. Dan smiled, relieved.
He wanted to make sure Peter was okay after their passionate encounter. He leaned over to press a gentle kiss to Peter's lips. "You okay?" he asked with a concerned expression.
Peter was a bit emotional and even had a tear in his eye.
Dan was taken aback, but he quickly recovered and pulled Peter into a tight hug. "It's okay, I've got you," Dan whispered, smoothing down Peter's hair.
Peter let out a shaky sigh and leaned into Dan's embrace, feeling safe and loved. "Thank you," Peter murmured. "I never felt so loved and so desired Dan."
Peter said, his voice trailing off as he looked up at Dan with tears in his eyes.
Dan frowned, a concerned look on his face. "Peter, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just...no one has ever made me feel like this before." Peter replied, his voice shy and unsure. "I never knew that I could feel this way about someone."
Dan wrapped his arms around Peter, holding him close. "I know, I feel the same way," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of Peter's head.
"I never felt this way about anyone before either."
Peter pulled back, looking up at Dan with a mixture of wonder and gratitude. "Really?"
Dan nodded. "Really. You're special, Peter. Don't ever forget that."
Peter smiled, blushing slightly. "Thanks, Dan. That means a lot to me."
Dan could see the genuine emotion in Peter's eyes, and it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He was glad that he could make Peter feel this way.