Darius carefully sat
Julian on his desk and held his leg as he inspected the injury to his knee.
There didn't seem to be much more than a few scraps and scratches. Still, it
needed to be cleaned.
He picked Julian up by
his arms and stood him up. "Come on, baby, that needs to be cleaned. Drop
your pants."
Julian's face was red as
it could be as he bowed his head in embarrassment.
Darius grabbed his first
aid kit and turned back to Julian, expecting him to be ready. When he just
stood there, his face flushed, he looked at him curiously. "Honey? Is
something wrong?"
Julian mumbled something
under his breath. "What? I didn't catch that, Julian."
Julian blew out a deep
breath. "I'm not wearing anything beneath my pants," he screeched between
his clenched teeth.
Darius froze in his spot.
Julian was naked under his pants? Just the thought of it had him hard as a
rock. He gulped. "You're not—you don't—" hell, he couldn't even finish
saying it. Oh, he was in such trouble.
"Uh, let me get you
something to cover up with." Darius looked around the room desperately. He
had to find something to cover all of Julian's bits and pieces. It just
wouldn't do to have the gorgeous little man naked in front of him. It was
going to be hard enough as it was just keeping his mind on his work knowing
that Julian was going commando, let alone being alone with him like this.
Darius quickly found a
towel and handed it to Julian before turning his back so that he could get
undressed.
"Okay," Julian murmured
quietly. Darius turned around to find Julian sitting on his desk, a towel
covering his lap and his pants down around his ankles. He sat down in the
chair and grabbed Julian's leg and began cleaning his injury.
His eyes kept straying up
to the growing bulge covered by the blue towel. He had to take several deep
controlling breaths as he watched the bulge grow before his eyes until there
was an impressive tent in Julian's lap.
Glancing up at Julian he
could see the blush covering his cheeks as Julian tried to hide his face by
bowing his head. He quickly finished cleaning and bandaging Julian's knee
before disposing of the used items in the trashcan and closing the first aid
kit.
Coming back to stand over
Julian, looking down at his bent head, he smiled. His little man was
embarrassed. It was adorable. Before Julian could stop him he reached under
the towel and grabbed Julian's hard cock in his hand and began to stroke
him.
Julian let out a loud
groan as he grabbed Darius's wrist to stop his movements. Oh man, it felt
so good.
"Ssshhh, baby, it's
okay."
"I'm so embarrassed," he
whispered, biting his lip as Darius began stroking his hot flesh again. He
couldn't believe how fast he had gotten hard when Darius had sat down in
front of him.
"No need to be
embarrassed. I would be put out if I didn't get you turned on. Now, just sit
back and enjoy yourself. Let me do this for you, please?" He pleaded.
Julian's answer was to
remove his hand from Darius's wrist and lean back on his elbows. Darius
watched the pleasure cross Julian's face as he began stroking him in
earnest. Oh, he was glorious. But he wanted more. He wanted to see him.
Darius grabbed the towel
with his other and hand and pulled it off of Julian's lap. His breath came
in a gasp as he looked down and saw his hand wrapped around Julian. He was
perfect! Thick, and just long enough for Darius to hold him in one large
hand. He even waxed.
"Oh, god, baby, you're so
beautiful," Darius whispered as he fondled Julian's cock. He reached down
with his free hand and began gently massaging Julian's silky sac. The little
moans coming from Julian just added to the experience.
Darius suddenly sat down
in his chair and scooted himself forward until Julian's groin was just below
his face. He needed to taste him. Leaning down he flicked his tongue over
the mushroom shaped head, paying careful attention to the small slit in the
top and the underside.
Julian went wild,
wrapping his legs around Darius's chest. His moans became louder until he
was filling the room with his pleasure. Darius had never experienced
anything so wonderful in his life.
Lifting his head from
Julian, he glanced up at him. Julian was resting back on his elbows, his
head dropped back on the desk. He looked so sexy. "Come for me, baby," he
demanded as he quickly worked Julian into a frenzy, his hand expertly
manipulating Julian's eager flesh. Julian started groaning, his hips
beginning to hump up and down to meet Darius's furious movements.
"Darius, oh god, don't
stop," he cried out as his body suddenly went stiff. Darius quickly grabbed
the discarded towel and held it to catch the white fluid that spurted from
Julian's cock as he came.
He continued to stroke
him until Julian bucked, his flesh suddenly too sensitive. Darius quickly
cleaned Julian up, then his own hand, before dropping the towel on the
floor. Leaning over Julian's pliant, panting body, he captured his lips,
grinding his aching hard on against him.
Opening his eyes he
looked down into Julian's dazed ones, grinning from ear to ear. "That was
beautiful, baby—watching you, feeling you. I don't know if there is anything
better on earth."
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