Story Orgy Monday - A Tabled Affair part 6

Happy Story Orgy Monday! WhooHooo!!! It sure is feeling good in Texas. I love autumn. Love it!

Pssttt...c'mere. *Whispers in your ear, points to the link* Remember last week when I said, "Don't worry. I'll remind you?" Speaking of loving something, you're gonna love this. Check this out. Hank Edwards is on podcast this week. Part one this Monday and then part two one week later. Click on over to Dr. Dick's Sex Advice and listen to what Hank has to say.

And now for Mauricio and Damian; remember last week when the scene ended with Damian walking up to Mauricio with them cookies? Yeah, you know...those cookies from Ms. Feagley. I'm not sure if it's something in the air or not, but I think Mauricio had his own needs this week.

Thank goodness for Jade Basier though. She always seems to give me just the right inspiration with her keen taste in photography and imagery. This week's prompt is dialogue. So, sit back and enjoy part six of A Tabled Affair. When you're finished, we'll hop on over to the other orgiast's blogs to see how they used the dialogue prompt, "Ah yes. I remember. It seems like yesterday." 

A Tabled Affair part 6

Damian snaked an arm around Mauricio’s shoulder, mumbling under his breath about cookies and parole officers. Mauricio braced his legs to support the heavy lean into his side while Damian forced them into a turn. Watching the vein on Damian's forehead pop out was all Mauricio needed to constitute reason for him to officially be concerned.

Damian's free hand chopped at the air and emphasized each word as he spoke. "Crazy. Stuff."  He stopped shuffling, bringing Mauricio to a stop as well. Then he looked directly at Mauricio, his eyes wild. "Crazy, I tell you!"

"What the hell is wrong with you, Damian?" Mauricio took a step toward the house, taking the lead away from Damian. "Whatever is going on, you're here now. We can sit down and talk through it." Mauricio opened the door and waved his guest inside.

Mauricio squeezed and released Damian's neck and shoulder muscles as he listened to Damian rant. Then suddenly, what Damian had been saying sank in. "Wait." Mauricio leaned forward to see Damian’s face. "Did you say...voices?"

"Well, you don't have to stop rubbing." Mauricio knew that Damian's words were nothing more than nervous tension and frustration bubbling to the surface. Mauricio's mind reeled as he pondered all that Damian had said. They were going round in circles and nothing was getting resolved. The tension in the room was still palpable. And Mauricio knew just what to do about it.

"You just need a good rubdown and some attention. That's all." Mauricio searched his brain for the right thing to say. A way to express the high regard he felt for Damian. Mauricio leaned down and whispered into Damian's ear. "Do you remember the day we met? How you were shy and didn't want to open up to me?"

Damian turned to Mauricio. His cute dimples replaced the furrows above his brow and his smile spoke volumes.  “Ah yes. I remember. It seems like yesterday. Your magic wand melted all my problems away.”

Nodding toward his bedroom, Mauricio wiggled his fingers, waggled his brows and smiled."And the magic begins right here in these fingertips."

     

Mauricio lead Damian down the dimly lit hallway toward his bedroom. Just outside his door, Mauricio spun a half-turn on his heels and backed Damian into the wall. "I have waited a long time." With a firm grip on his lover's jaw, Mauricio licked at the seam of Damian's lips. "Such a very long time."

Mauricio closed his eyes and handed his trust over to Damian. With diligent nips and gentle tugs at Mauricio's lips, Damian stole Mauricio's breath and returned it to him on his next words. "I've had dreams of you. Of us."

"Dreams huh?" Mauricio leaned against Damian's chest, pinning him to the wall. His fingers worked along Damian’s sides, tracing hard muscles under the soft cotton shirt he wore. Mauricio traced his tongue from Damian’s collarbone to his earlobe, leaving a trail of spit to slowly blow on.

"Yes. That's right. Shudder for me, handsome." Mauricio planted a deep kiss on Damian then straightened up. "Strip."

In a matter of seconds, Damian was completely naked and had his body meshed with Mauricio’s again.

Against the wall and grunting, Damian squirmed under Mauricio's brawny build. "Fuck me like you use to, Mauricio."

     

"I plan on it." Mauricio pulled Damian away from the hall wall and spun him around. "Spread your legs and show me that ass."

Damian did exactly as he was told. His back arched a little, preening as he winked at Mauricio over his shoulder.

Mauricio licked the length of his palm. "Whose ass is mine?"

Smack. His hand fully connected with Damian's ass, filling the hall with the echo of a lone passionate whimper.

"Fuck my hole hard, Maurice. Make me forget these crazy–"

Smack.

"Ungh. Fuck yeah. Fuck!" Damian pressed his forehead into the wall  as he reached back and spread his ass cheeks. 

Mauricio spit into the groove of soft skin between Damian's fleshy mounds. "Tell me what it is you want again."

Mauricio slicked his dick too, sliding it slowly against Damian's ass.

Smack.  

Mauricio pressed the swollen head to Damian's spit-slickened hole.

"Tell me."

Damian braced his footing and growled. "Your cock. You know how I like–"

Mauricio rammed his throbbing cock, feeling the skin and muscle stretch around him, tight and hot.

"Oh god! Fuck. Ungh..." Damian's grunts and moans sounded more like squeals of delight to Mauricio. The sting of the hard thrust must have gone away quickly. Damian's ass worked Mauricio's prick just like he'd remembered. "Damn, baby. It's all yours. Take that dick."

A few moments of watching Damian's ass rise and fall, going in circles, Mauricio felt Damian's legs quiver and his ass muscles milk his dick. "I'm coming. Here I come."

"Oh, baby! You're gonna pull it right out of me. Take it, baby. Take it."

Just as Damian squeezed out the last of Mauricio's cum, Damian wailed.

***TBC***

What the hell? Damian, why are you wailing? All good things must come to an end, right? *Giggles* Okay...okay...that wasn't nice. I agree. However, *coughs* moving right along, let's go over here and see what the other writers are up to. Cllllllick...

Em Woods - http://authoremwoods.com/

Hank Edwards - http://hankedwardsbooks.com/blog/

Havan Fellows - http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

  Lee Brazil - http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Jade Basier (SO Photographer) - http://jadebaiser.blogspot.com/