ANGEL: When Angels Cry

by CJ Bishop

  “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.

  ***

  “You know, this is the best time I’ve ever had in my entire life.” Seth stood at the large hotel window and stared out at the city. Once in Sydney, Horatio had made hotel accommodations for Seth’s friends, renting each couple their own separate room.

  “I’m having a good time as well.” Horatio murmured and walked up behind him, resting his hands on his waist. He kissed the back of his neck. “I’ll miss you when this over.”

  A comfortable silence fell over them and Seth leaned back against Horatio’s chest, laying his head on his shoulder. “You’re a lot different than I thought you’d be.” Seth said quietly, “When I first saw you out on the beach.” He smiled. “When you looked at me and I knew you wanted me…I thought you were just some rich playboy looking for a quick fuck.”

  “And still you came back to my hotel room with me.” Horatio chuckled softly.

  “Well,” Seth shrugged and grinned. “You were sexy as hell and maybe morality isn’t my strong suit.” He pulled Horatio’s arms around him. “But you surprised me. And it was a pleasant surprise.” He twisted his face and kissed Horatio’s neck. “What did you think of me when you first saw me? Am I what you thought I’d be?”

  Horatio tightened his arms and pressed his lips against the young man’s shoulder, closing his eyes. When he’d first spotted Seth–all he could see was Max. He didn’t know what he thought of him, how he would be as a person. At that moment, he hadn’t cared. Once their eyes met and he knew the boy wanted him as well, all that mattered was having him in his arms, his bed, imagining he was the love of his life.

  “You reminded me of someone.” He admitted, not really sure if he meant to reveal that bit of information or not. “Someone I used to know a long time ago.”

  Turning around, Seth played with the buttons of his shirt. “So that’s why you’re doing all this?”

  Horatio gazed at him, contemplating the question; was it? He smiled and kissed him softly. “No.” he murmured. “I like you, for you. And I like your friends. You’re good company.” He pulled him closer and squeezed his butt, smiling darkly, “And you’re incredible in bed.” He sighed. “Yes, you still remind me of…him…but that’s a compliment, trust me. He’s gorgeous, and the most amazing man you could ever meet.”

  Exhaling softly, Seth plucked loose a few buttons and slipped his hands inside Horatio’s shirt, caressing his bare skin. “More amazing than you?”

  Horatio smiled, his throat knotting, eyes stinging. “By leaps and bounds.”

  ***

  The strength and force of Angel’s orgasm was a straight shot of adrenaline to Dane’s cock. He’d nearly come with the boy. Angel’s reaction to the blow job was that of a first time. Yet he was fairly certain the boy wasn’t a virgin. Even so…what kind of experiences had he had?

  Dane crawled up and kissed him, but made it quick as the kid was still trying to catch his breath. He shifted his mouth to his sweat drenched throat instead, sucking the wetness from his hot skin. “Has anyone ever sucked you like that before?” he whispered, licking up under his earlobe and drawing it between his lips.

  Swallowing hard, Angel shook his head slowly. “Never.” He rasped.

  “Well get used to it.” Dane nibbled his lobe then sucked it gently. “Because I’m addicted.” He groaned, putting emphasis on dick. He lifted off him. “Turn over, baby.” He panted softly. Angel drew in a deep breath and exhaled hard then turned onto his stomach. Dane rubbed his hands up his slick back then kissed the center of his spine. “You are so beautiful, Angel.” He whispered and kissed down the curve his spine to his perfectly rounded back side. His hands rubbed tentatively over the swell of his cheeks, scalding to the touch and wet with sweat. He kissed the crease in between and squeezed his ass as his tongue slithered into the hot center of his lovely buns without spreading him open. Pushing his tongue deeper in between, the tip touched the boy’s puckered hole and flicked teasingly.

  “Oh god…” Angel whimpered, teeth clamping onto Dane’s pillow.

  His tongue slipped easily through the damp cheeks, tasting the saltiness of his sweat. He tried not to rub his own cock against the bed too much for fear he would burst. To avoid friction, he drew his knees up under him then gently spread the boy open, licking him more thoroughly, from balls up to the start of his crack.

  “Shit.” Angel buried his face in the pillow and lifted his ass. He was trembling, wanting more.

  Dane rimmed his hole then pushed his tongue through. The boy bucked and gasped. Dane slipped a finger in under his tongue, reaching deeper inside than his tongue could reach and found the spot.

  “Fuck!” Angel yelled and squirmed as Dane simultaneously tongue and finger fucked him. “Oh fuck! Uh! God! Uuuhh!!”

  Unable to take it anymore, his cock leaking a steady stream of clear juice that would soon turn creamy white and explode out of him if he didn’t do something quick, Dane crawled up over Angel’s body and rubbed his pulsing cock between the boy’s ass cheeks without penetrating, but just sliding through the slick oven of his crack. He kissed Angel’s ear and whispered with a strained voice, “I’m so far gone, baby, I’m gonna come in seconds. Let me get this one out of the way then we’ll get down to business.”

  Angel nodded and rocked his ass against his cock, rubbing up and down his shaft.

  “Fuck.” Dane choked and pressed his head to the back of Angel’s neck and stroked through his cheeks with urgency. He had to force himself not to draw back and shove inside him, but when he got in there, he planned to stay awhile. “Oh my god…oh fuck, Angel…fuck, baby…I’m gonna come…now…oh shi…shit…fuuuck!!” He burst, filling his crease with hot cum as he fucked his cheeks hurriedly.

  “Oh god!” Angel moaned loud, moving with him.

  Dane growled deep, tight, his balls pushing out more and more of his substance as he came so hard he began to see stars. A moment later, he was panting against Angel’s back, all strength abandoning him. “Oh fuck, baby…no one has ever gotten me so worked up.” He slid off him and turned him over, wrapping Angel in his arms. He kissed him deep, long, tongu
e making itself at home in the boy’s mouth. Angel moaned and pressed closer to him, clinging in a kind of desperation that startled Dane a little. When he pulled out of the kiss, he wiped tears from Angel’s cheeks. “What’s wrong, baby?”

  “Nothing.” Angel moaned and kissed him again.

  Savoring the kiss for a moment, Dane finally drew back and murmured, “Let’s take a shower, get cleaned up, then come back and,” he kissed him softly, warmly, and whispered, “Make love till we pass out.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  Love Unfeigned

  In the shower, Angel found himself on his knees before Dane. And for the first time in his life–there by choice. He’d had to learn how to deep throat a cock–or choke to death–and did it well. Dane’s pants and cries echoed and bounced off the filmy glass doors as Angel’s mouth sucked up and down his newly hardened cock.

  “Fuck, baby.” Dane gently pulled Angel off him and lifted him to his feet, kissing him hard. “You keep that up and I’ll be cutting loose again right quick.”

  Though they had stepped into the shower just minutes after Dane had come, the man had still been solid and even stiff to a degree. One suck of Angel’s mouth had returned him to instant granite.

  “We better get back to the bed.” Dane groaned and backed Angel against the shower wall, kissing him with a powerful hunger. “Before I take you right here.”

  High on the man’s passion, Angel’s head was in a fog when Dane laid him down, naked and wet on top of the bed. His mind barely cleared in time to ask, “Do you…have any condoms?”

  Dane hesitated as if startled by the question, then nodded and drew back. “Uh, yeah. Of course. I’m sorry…I guess I just got lost in the moment. Of course, I’ll grab one.”

  A lump tightened Angel’s throat as he watched the man walk to his dresser and open the top drawer. He didn’t keep them in his nightstand drawer? Did that mean he didn’t often have men in his bed? At least not enough to need the contraceptives within quick reach? Angel liked the thought that this maybe wasn’t a common thing for Dane. But he hated asking him about the condoms. It felt so impersonal, as if this was all about sex and nothing more. But his request for the protection–wasn’t for himself. It was for Dane.

  To protect his investment, Wade insisted that the men who fucked Angel had to wear a condom. But Byrd had fucked him unprotected. And if he fucked him without a condom, if was a safe bet he fucked others unprotected as well. Angel had no idea what the man might be carrying, and he didn’t want to take the chance of passing anything on to Dane. When he’d started work at the club, it was a requirement he have the tests done. He was clean up to that point. But Byrd had been in him afterwards.

  By asking Dane to wear one, though, he felt like he had somehow diminished the intimacy, and that hurt. He longed to be able to make love to the man in the complete raw flesh, and he sensed Dane wanted that too. But he wouldn’t put him at risk.

  When Dane returned to the bed, he was tearing open a condom packet. Angel watched as he rolled it down his thick shaft, then tugged the tip a little to make adequate room for his deposits. He crawled back on the bed and leaned over Angel, kissing him softly. “Sorry about that, I wasn’t thinking.”

  Angel’s lips tightened and he touched his face. “Don’t apologize.” He kissed him and wrapped his arms around his neck. “I’m sorry I ruined the moment by asking.”

  Laughing quietly, Dane shook his head and brushed his lips across Angel’s mouth. “You didn’t ruin anything, baby. And you have every right to make that request. Don’t ever think you don’t.” He sighed and smiled, “Hang on second, I forgot one more thing.” He left bed again and returned to the same drawer then brought back a tube of lubrication and held it up, winking, “A gay man’s best buddy.”

  Angel laughed softly and nodded. He’d had far too many encounters with men who didn’t mind shoving a dry cock in his ass, and it hurt like hell every time.

  Dane dropped the tube on the bed and crawled back up over the top of Angel and kissed his mouth. “I want this to be as pleasurable for you as possible.”

  You’ve already given me more pleasure than I’ve known in my entire lifetime. Angel pushed his hips up against him, his stiff erection rubbing invitingly against Dane’s sheathed arousal. “I’m not worried about any lack of pleasure.”

  Dane chuckled and kissed him again then sat back on his heels and picked up the tube, squeezing a generous amount into his palm. Angel leaned forward and scooped it out of his hand and began to coat the man’s cock, rubbing his hands up and down in slow spiral motions. “Shit.” Dane breathed, his cock swelling inside the condom. He gently pushed Angel down on his back. “Okay, we need to do this now before I lose my mind, baby.” He squeezed out a little more lube and had Angel spread his legs, then coated his tight entrance, working some inside. He tossed the tube aside and leaned over Angel on one arm, his other hand guiding his stiff cock to his anal ring. He lowered down onto his elbow and captured angel’s mouth in a warm, intoxicating kiss as he began to push inside him.

  There were no words to describe the ecstasy of being entered with care and passion. Angel felt like a virgin, making love for the first time. And in a way, he was.

  Dane sucked in a sharp breath as his thick cock squeezed deeper inside Angel’s tight velvet cave. “Oh my god.” He shuddered and his head dropped against Angel’s shoulder as his hips pushed harder.

  “Uuhh!” Angel cried and gripped fists of damp hair. “Oh…god…Dane…” He lifted to him then his legs wrapped around his back, squeezing, raising his ass off the bed as the man slid in deeper and deeper. “Fuuuck!” Angel’s cock hardened to steel instantly and began to throb so forcefully he wondered if he might come just by Dane’s penetration.

  “Oh fuck.” Dane panted and wrapped Angel in his strong arms and held on so tight Angel could barely breathe–but it felt good to be held this way, with such want and desire, maybe even…love? In time, maybe? “Oh my god, baby.” Dane’s breath puffed against his cheek as the man put a little more force into pushing in his last inch of cock. “Fuck. Yes.”

  Angel trembled in his asphyxiating embrace. He hadn’t known it could be like this, feel like this. He closed his eyes as they began to sting, and tightened his legs around his lover, sliding his ass on the man’s hard rod. “Dane…” he shuddered fiercely and the guy pulled out a little then shoved back in, not too hard, but deep enough to hit the spot perfectly. “Oh god!” Angel choked. “Yes…right there…oh god…do it again. Please.”

  Smiling against his ear, Dane did it again–and again and again–until Angel was clinging to him, fucking him in sheer desperation, begging him–“Don’t stop! Oh god, please don’t stop!”

  The strength of Dane’s very fit body added force to his thrusts, driving his cock into Angel’s very core, hard and fast, urgent. The bed rocked against the window frame, shaking the glass, as their fucking grew louder, wet bodies connecting in the height of passion, shouts and cries exploding through the loft.

  Before Angel realized they had repositioned, he was on his hands and knees, staring at his reflection in the large window pane and the New York skyline beyond as Dane squeezed his hips and fucked him wildly, his face a beautiful picture of sweet sexual agony mirrored in the glass.

  Angel panted a hard, erratic flow of–“Uh-Uh-Uh”–while Dane’s hard cock impaled him again and again. His body arched and curved, swaying on his arms and knees as he fucked the man back with as much enthusiasm, the soft mattress beneath them moaning and bouncing, the bed frame creaking.

  “Oh fuck!” Dane pushed him down on his stomach and wrapped his arms around waist, lifting his hips just a little as he slammed into him with frenzied thrusts that exclaimed his orgasm was imminent. “Uh! Angel! Fuck, I’m gonna come!” He pulled angel back up on his hands and knees and reached under, grabbing his cock. “Fuck, baby, come with me! I need you to come with me!”

  There would be no problem there. Angel’s cock was swelling with cum ev
en as the man’s words left his lips. “Uuhh!!” Angel wailed and thrust back hard on his cock as his own burst. Dane stroked him furiously, fist snapping up and down his dick as a strangled shout wrenched out of him and he came with force, slamming his hips against Angel’s ass then pumping him wildly, panting and grunting.

  “Fuck-fuck-fuck!” Dane yelled and filled the condom, surely to capacity by the way he continued to thrust and yell.

  It seemed to take a bit before his orgasm let loose and they both collapsed on the bed, sucking for breath, chests heaving.

  “Oh my god.” Dane gasped hard. “Oh fuck, baby…fuck…that was…it was…” His breath staggered and puffed up his throat. “Oh fuck, there are no words…”

  Angel agreed. Or would have, were he able to put together a single collective thought.

  Chapter Twenty

  Paradise Lost

  Is this really happening? Are we really here together? And not just some sweet, perfect dream?

  Angel’s warm back was snug against Dane’s chest, their skin tacky, gluing their bodies together. Dane’s hips curved around the boy’s heated rear, his cheeks relaxed, soft against Dane’s satisfied, exhausted member. Even so, it twitched with every slight movement of Angel’s body as the boy slept soundly in his arms. He rested his lips against the young man’s hair and breathed him in, his heavy eyes drifting to the digital clock. Surely Max would understand if they didn’t come in to work tonight. Dane didn’t want to move from this spot, just wanted to lie here all night, holding Angel. And awake to his beautiful face, his sleepy eyes and messed hair. Even his morning breath as he kissed him good morning.