Damien, Part 2

Damien

I spotted Damien waiting for me at the subway stop. Even though he was not specifically tall, about 5’8’’ (173 cm), his broad shoulders and stature made him easily noticed in a crowd. He wore a T-shirt that showed off his bulging arms and jeans that stretched tightly across his muscular thighs. He looked good. I smiled. It had been a nice week of us texting back and forth. 

At first Damien had texted some health updates on his Dad, sending me a selfie of the two of them. He told me he was going to move in with his Dad for a few days to keep an eye on him and help him cook and clean. But soon the texts got flirtier. 

I’d just texted him that I was on my way to work when he said he had liked how I looked in my scrubs. So of course, I sent him a selfie of me once I got changed. He reciprocated with a mirror selfie of himself in a shirt and slacks, looking very hot and formal. Especially because I had only seen him in workout clothes up to that point.

A T-shirt and jeans was a good midway point between those extremes, and again, he looked smoking hot. As we hugged hello, I kept thinking of how the selfies had gotten steamier and steamier over the last few days. The sexual tension had been building up and I could feel it in my cock as his strong arms wrapped around me.

As we took the subway to DC it felt good to sit so close to Damien. Shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, he wanted to know how my day had been. It was so good to see him again as we chatted for a few stops. The chemistry between us was still tangible.

Damien took me to a restaurant he had picked out. It was Italian food, which I had somehow expected. He asked me what food I liked and then recommended something off the menu that he thought would fit my taste. He got it exactly right.

I asked about his Dad and Damien spoke about him with so much love, it was endearing to see.
“You and your Dad are really close”, I said.
Damien proceeded to tell me about losing his Mom to cancer when he was only 12 years old and how that had shaped his relationship with his Dad.

He asked me questions about my family and why I chose to be a nurse. He told me how he got to respect all professionals in the medical field when going through all of the ups and downs of his Mom’s disease when he was a kid.
“But you didn’t decide to become a medical professional yourself?”
He smiled and looked down at his food.
“It… would have gotten a bit too close.”
“I understand”, I said as I took his hand as it lay on the table.
He looked back up and we locked eyes.
“Also, it looks like an exhausting job.”
I chuckled.
“You’re not wrong there”, I replied.

Damien

After dinner, Damien wanted to take me for a walk. As I got into my coat, he walked to the glass door of the restaurant as he got into his leather jacket.
“It’s a beautiful night for it”, he said as he looked outside, “you can see the moon!”
With it being November in D.C., and cooled down to a brisk 43 degrees (6 Celsius) at night, I wasn’t yet sure if I agreed that it was a beautiful night. But as I put my coat on, I had the opportunity to check out Damien’s round ass in his jeans. I imagined it bare and my cock thickened. I’d happily take a walk with that beautiful butt within reach.

Without needing to look for directions, Damien guided me to a park. The cold wind cut into my face at first, but as I warmed up while walking I realized he had been right. It was a very nice night for a walk. His beautiful smile as he talked to me did wonders for me. Conversation slowed down for the first time that night when I felt Damien’s hand casually touch mine. I held his hand, firmly. He looked at me. It was like his eyes could see through mine.

It felt so good to walk hand in hand with someone again. My heart was going crazy. We reached the park.
“This is nice”, I said.
“It’s still open for another hour”, Damien replied.
The sound of the wind through what leaves were left in November gave it a nice atmosphere. There were a few other people, mainly walking dogs.

“Let’s go up here!”, Damien said, excited, as he walked up a little hill.
It didn’t take much effort to get to the top, and when we made it there was a view of the city. Lights as far as the eye could see. It was so romantic.
“Wow, that’s such a pretty view”, I said.
I realized Damien knew exactly where he had been taking me. He let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around my shoulders to pull me close. My hand accidentally touched his butt, but I decided to go with it, as I let my hand rest there for a while.

We looked out over the city and I knew I was going to kiss Damien. I had been wanted to do so for quite a while. But this was the perfect time. We stood so close to each other in silence. I finally tore my eyes away from the view and looked at Damien. His smiling face was lit up by the city. I bit my lip. After a few seconds he looked back at me. His smile gradually vanished. He could tell by my gaze that I wanted to kiss him.

Damien

I inched closer and he did as well. I angled my body towards him and before I knew it we were making out. His soft, moist lips were perfect. Damien moaned. I felt his cock rise against my thigh and mine was doing the same. I realized my hand was still on his ass and I squeezed. His ass was just as perfect.

Damien broke the kiss, seemingly to catch his breath.
“That was…”, he started, breathing heavily, “I am so glad I met you.”
I knew I had a beaming smile. It was like my heart was beating in my ears.
“This week has been exhausting for me, but having you in my life has made up for it so much.”
“I am so glad I met you too”, I replied.
We kissed some more.

“I… I am so tired”, Damien said when we stopped kissing a second time, “but I don’t want to say goodbye yet. Will you… will you come back to my place and just sleep in my bed with me?”
I smiled.
“That sounds perfect.”

Hand in hand, we walked back to the Pentagon City subway stop to make our way back to Alexandria. We got onto the Blue Line and Damien continued to hold my hand.
“Thanks so much for the fun night”, I said, “I had a really good time.”
He looked at me and smiled.
“Me too.”

Damien was tired, I could tell. He continued to hold my hand and squeezed every now and then. But the conversation wasn’t as lively. He would look at me and smile a few times and eventually just let his head rest on my shoulder.
“Sorry, I am so tired.”
“I can’t blame you”, I said. “I’m tired too.”
“I’m so happy you’re coming home with me though. A cuddle buddy for the night.”
I chuckled.

Not long after, I felt Damien’s head get heavy. His hand felt loose in mine. I knew he was about to nod off. He felt comfortable and at ease with me to fall asleep with me. Either that, or he was just that exhausted.

The sound of the subway was loud enough so that no-one but me could hear his snoring. There was something so intimate about our physical closeness, the publicness and the fact that it was Damien that I couldn’t help but get an erection. As my left hand still loosely held his, I covered myself with my right. It wasn’t long though before I noticed something in the crotch of Damien’s jeans start to shift as well.

Damien

I quickly looked around but there was no way any of our fellow passengers were able to see. I watched as I saw Damien grow a six inch erection in his sleep. His cock laid diagonally across his hip, pointing right at me. The outline of the head of his cock was visible now through his jeans, making me wonder if he was wearing underwear.

With Damien’s heavy, sleepy body leaning against me and the view of his hard cock so close, I could feel my own cock getting harder and harder as well. A drip of precum was released in my trunks.

There was something about Damien that whenever he slept, he would get these boners. This was the third time I had experienced it, but the first time I watched it happen in real time. It could not have been a coincidence. What does this mean? Does he get very sexy dreams? Or is he just a very horny guy?

As we got to the stop before ours, I had to wake Damien. I grabbed his thigh and shook it lightly.
“Wake up, sleepy”, I whispered.
“Hmmm…”
He sat up straight, looked at me and smiled.
“Thanks for that, it felt great”, he said.
“Same here”, I smiled.
I took a quick glance down to notice his cock was no tenting the crotch of his jeans up. Damien must have followed my gaze and noticed his situation.
“Oh no…”, he said, though he wasn’t in a rush to cover himself like last time. “This happens to me a lot.”
“I-I’ve… noticed.”
Damien gasped and chuckled. He repositioned himself before he got up and we walked onto the platform.

He showed me the way as I talked about how I had seen him sleeping with a boner twice at the hospital. He chuckled and shrugged.
“I don’t know what causes it honestly.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s common for men to get hardons in their sleep, but with you it seems to be all the time? I wouldn’t worry about it.”
Damien laughed.

As we got to the house I suddenly realized he was bringing me to his Dad’s house as he was still staying with him.
“OK, we need to be quiet in the hall. Dad has already gone to bed, I’m sure.”
“OK”, I replied.

Damien lent me a toothbrush and we brushed our teeth together. I felt butterflies in my stomach throughout. He showed me the way to his old bedroom.
“You had a queen size bed growing up?”
Damien chuckled.
“No, we put that in after I moved out. It’s more of a guest room now.”

I looked around the room and I did still notice a few childhood posters, of the Power Rangers and of boyband O-Town. I smiled. I also spotted a few high school wrestling trophies on the desk.

Damien

Damien apologized for being too tired to do anything.
“Don’t worry about it”, I said.
He took his clothes off and I found out that he indeed was not wearing underwear.
“I, uhm, going to have a hard time falling asleep if you’re naked next to me”, I said.
I was just stripping off to my form fitting blank trunks. Damien smiled as he looked me up and down.
“That’s fair”, he said.

His flaccid cock flopped back and forth as he walked to the closet behind me and fished out a pair of tighty whities. He stepped into them.
“Better?”
“No… but yes”, I said.
I walked up to him and held his body close to mine, our bulges touching.
“I’m so happy you’re here”, Damien replied as he held me tight.

Damien fell asleep almost instantly after we got into bed. He cuddled up close to me and I felt so comfortable with his arm around me, I soon fell asleep as well.

Suddenly I woke up. I felt a hand go down my stomach. I opened my eyes and it was Damien, wide awake.
“Wake up, sleepy”, he whispered.
He squeezed my cock and I realized I was hard in my trunks. I looked under the covers and saw my own erection, as well as Damien tenting his tighty whities. I looked back at Damien’s face and smiled.
“All energized again?”
“You betcha.”

Damien

It was clearly still dark out, and probably like 4:30 AM, but it didn’t matter. It was finally time to fuck. Damien pulled out my cock and was in awe. He played with it before going down to suck on it. It felt amazing. As he did this, I wanted to see his hard cock as well, finally in its full glory. He was perfect. I pulled on his cock as he sucked mine.

Soon enough I really wanted to fuck him. I ate out his ass and his moans turned me on even more.
“Eat that ass out… yeah…”
It didn’t take long before I knew he was ready for my cock. Also, I just could no longer stop myself.

I fucked Damian in a spooning position as I held one leg up into the air. I started slow and I could tell he was in absolute ecstasy.
“Your cock is perfection, baby…”
Damien turned his head to kiss me as I fucked him.

We sat up on our knees and I fucked him like that for a while, watching his rock hard cock bounce with each impact. He never touched his cock, it just stayed hard throughout. At one point, however, I couldn’t help myself and played with his 6 inch rigid dick for a while. Soon enough his moaning went up an octave and suddenly his cum was squirting all over the bed spread as I fucked him.

He was not ready for this to be over with, however and I fucked him while he was bent over the bed. It was so satisfying to experience that with all of the chemistry we had from the start, the sex was indeed just as good as I had imagined it.

As I announced my orgasm was near, Damien pulled me out and sat on his knees in front of me. I came in his mouth and he eagerly swallowed it all.
“You are a god”, he said.

We put our underwear back on and Damien held my hand and took me to the kitchen for some early breakfast. It was still dark out and we had both neglected to check the time.
“I might be good for round two after some food”, he said.
And just as we rounded the corner we found his Dad sitting at the kitchen table.
“Round two? Well, well… If it isn’t Nurse Roy.”

I smiled awkwardly. I saw the big clock in the kitchen that said 5:13.
“How are you, Mr Sabbatini?”
“Very well. And good on you for looking after two Mr Sabbatinis!”

Damien and I remained in our underwear as we joined his Dad Eduardo in the kitchen for breakfast. He was so sweet and had been so supportive of Damien going out on a date with me.
“I always thought you were so good to me. I thought you and my son would suit each other very well!”

THE END