Chapter 3: Rising Action
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.
Dan said "I love making love to you Peter, it is so hot and intense. We both came just 15 minutes ago and look at me, I am ready to do it" and he showed his hard dick.
Peter blushed but smiled and took Dan's hand. "Alright then, stud. Let's do it." Dan pulled Peter up, and together, they made their way to the bed.
Dan was surprisingly gentle, even though he was a large man with a dominant presence. He made love to Peter like a slow, simmering flame that threatened to explode into an inferno at any moment. Peter had never felt so desired, so wanted, and so loved all at once. It was incredibly arousing.
"Peter, do you want me to carry you again the whole time that I'm fucking you?" Dan asked.
Peter's face turned a shade of red, but he couldn't help the excited shiver that ran down his spine at the thought. "Yes," he replied breathlessly. "I want that so much."
Dan grinned, his eyes gleaming with desire at Peter's response. He lifted Peter in his arms and stood up. "You love it when I carry you Peter don't you", Dan asked. "And you also love seeing my big muscles too, right?"
Dan asked as he carried Peter in his arms.
Peter couldn't help but blush. Yes, he loved seeing Dan's muscles flex and ripple as he moved, feeling the strength and power radiating from those sculpted limbs.
"Yes, I do," Peter replied, his voice shy yet aimed in a seductive direction.
Dan gave a low growl, a primal sound that set Peter's blood boiling.
"Before I fuck you again, I want you to oil my muscles Peter. I want you to oil me while I carry you in my arms." Dan ordered.
His command didn't sound like a suggestion, it was more like an instruction and Peter found himself nodding in agreement.
Using the bottle of oil that Dan provided, Peter searched for each muscle on Dan's strong frame, pausing to rub each one with careful attention. Dan's muscles were unlike anything Peter had ever seen before; they rippled and flexed under his touch, showing off the years of hard work Dan put into attaining his physique.
Peter traced his fingers over the ridges of Dan's abs, feeling the ribs beneath the layers of muscle.
He couldn't believe he was actually touching this magnificent specimen of male perfection, wondering how something like him could possibly exist in the world.
"God, you're so hot," Peter murmured, his voice wavering slightly with awe.
Dan flashed a knowing smile, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I thought you might think so, and I'm all for you" he said, his voice growly and low.
Peter swallowed thickly, his gaze lingering on Dan's bronze, chiseled features.
While still carrying Peter, Dan shifted Peter's weight to the left arm, and reached for a cigarette, that he placed in the corner of his mouth but didn't light it right away.
Dan focused on his right arm, flexing it slowly. Peter's hands ran over the rock-solid triceps and biceps, massaging the muscles in a way that made Dan feel weak in the knees. Dan's desire for Peter continued to grow, but he held back on it so he could enjoy this moment with him.
"Do you like my big arms Peter, and how strong they are?" Dan asked, and he made the cigarette bounce up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
Peter's fingers worked diligently over Dan's arms, feeling the strong muscles beneath his skin. "Yes, I love your arms," Peter replied, biting his lower lip as desire flooded him even further.
Dan's right arm went back on Peter's butt, now carrying him with both hands. Dan left his cigarette unlit in the corner of his mouth.
"Do you like how I look with a cigarette in the corner of my mouth Peter?" Dan asked, and he made the cigarette bounce up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
Peter was entranced by the sight of Dan's strong jaw and the way his lips moved around the cigarette. "Yes, I love how you look with it," Peter replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
While holding Peter's butt as he was carrying him, Dan inserted one finger in his ass. This made Peter moan in pleasure. Peter was still oiling Dan's upper body muscles.
"Do you like it Peter when I carry you like that and that I can almost carry you all day long?" Dan asked, and he made the cigarette bounce up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
Peter moaned again, the feeling of Dan's finger inside him was driving him wild with pleasure. "Yes, Dan, I love it. I could spend all day in your arms," Peter replied, gripping the back of Dan's neck as Dan continued to rub circles on his prostate.
Dan gave a low growl in response, his desire for Peter reaching its peak. He carried Peter over to the middle of the room, and still standing, he started to enter Peter's ass.
Peter's legs wrapped tightly around Dan's waist, as Dan's thick, hard cock filled him up completely.
"Oh, Dan," Peter cried out, as he dug his fingers into the muscles of Dan's back. Dan groaned, feeling himself enter Peter completely.
"Fuck, Peter," Dan muttered, the words coming out in a low, deep growl. "You feel so fucking good." Dan talked, and he made the cigarette bounce up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
Dan's thrusts were slow and deliberate at first, savoring every moment of being inside Peter's tight heat.
Peter's head was thrown back, eyes closed in ecstasy as Dan claimed him. Dan's large hands gripped Peter's hips, holding him steady as he drove them both closer to the edge.
The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the room, punctuated by Peter's soft moans and Dan's low growls. The feeling of Peter's ass clenching around him was driving Dan crazy with pleasure, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
After about 5 minutes, Dan stopped but remained inside Peter. He carried him with just one arm and reached for a lighter with his free hand. He lit the cigarette that was in the corner of his mouth. He took an initial deep inhale, which made the cigarette go up for 5 seconds and down, in the corner of his mouth. Peter went crazy on the way that Dan smoked.
Dan was fully aware of the arousing effect that he had on Peter when he smoked, and he savored this moment.
Peter's eyes were glued to Dan's mouth as he took another drag. The cigarette went up and down in Dan's lips, adding to the allure of his already impressive figure. Peter couldn't help but find himself getting increasingly turned on with every puff that Dan took.
Dan's gaze met Peter's, and he saw the intense desire smoldering in Peter's eyes.
Dan smirked, and then took another drag of his cigarette, letting it go up and down in the corner of his mouth to tease Peter.
Peter let out a low moan, his body trembling with need. The feeling of Dan's hard cock buried deep inside him, combined with the erotic sight of Dan smoking, was almost too much to bear.
Dan left the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and his hand held Peter's butt, carrying him and fucking him.
Dan's movements were slow and deliberate as he wanted to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible.
Peter's eyes were glazed over with pleasure, and his fingers clenched around the muscles of Dan's shoulders as Dan continued to thrust into him.
"You like that Peter?" Dan asked, a low growl in his voice. Dan asked, and he made the cigarette bounce up and down in the corner of his mouth as he talked.
"Yes, oh God yes," Peter replied, biting his lower lip as the pleasure built inside of him.
Dan smirked, continuing to thrust and carry Peter. He loved seeing how lost Peter was in pleasure.
Dan devotedly continued to make love to Peter, his movements slow and deliberate as he carried Peter in his arms. Dan was taking continuous puffs on his cigarette, making it go up and down in the corner of his mouth each time.
Peter was captivated by the sight of Dan's strong jaw, the way his lips clung to the cigarette, and the way the muscles of his neck bulged each time he took a draw. Peter couldn't help but find himself getting increasingly aroused with every puff that Dan took.
Peter's eyes glazed over, and his body trembled with desire. Dan's gesture of smoking, paired with being carried and fucked, was pushing all of Peter's buttons. He wanted to lose himself in this intense moment, to give himself over to Dan completely.
"Come on, Peter," Dan whispered, a hint of desperation in his voice. "Let go and give yourself to me."
Peter took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, allowing himself to surrender to the moment.
It was like a storm was building inside of him, a whirlwind of emotion, sensations, and desire. Peter felt himself being swallowed up by it, carried along on a wave of pure ecstasy.
He let out ahigh-pitched scream, the likes of which he had never heard himself make before. He felt completely out of control, but it was a feeling that he desperately craved. He climaxed all over Dan's stomach.
With a final, powerful thrust, Dan's body stiffened, and then his hands went limp as he orgasmed deep within Peter. Peter was flooded with a series of intense waves of pleasure, each one stronger than the last.
As Dan's body collapsed onto Peter's, the two lay entwined for several minutes, breathing heavily and trying to catch their breath.