Intoxicated

Damien looked outside through the large bay window of his office, lost in his own thought. Now that he was sure of his feelings towards Liam he felt an uneasy stirring in his stomach.

The sky was dull and huge clouds weeped fat tears. It was autumn, it was not supposed to rain. Similarly Damien was not supposed to fall in love. Was this even love? He didn't know for sure. If the irresistible urge to be around the boy, to hold him, to smother him with tender kisses, to protect him from all the evil in the world including himself was love then there was no hope for him anymore.

It was mid-day, and Damien missed yet another vital meeting without batting an eye all because a seventeen year old invited him for a swim. What did it say for him? He wondered if he was completely at the verge of being termed as a lunatic. That's what he was. A gut wrenching laughter bubbled out from him as he watched scantily clad Liam dipping in the pool laughing with Remi. Liam looked like a mythical creature born to seduce him. His lean torso shinning as the water droplets sparkled in the scarce sunlight peeking from the clouds. His brown mane of hair tamed by the water of the pool, his dark pink lips crinkled as he pouted reprimanding Luke of something Damien couldn't hear from the distance.

Liam was enjoying in the pool. The water was temperature controlled. He felt free as he swam under the light drizzle, his skin coming in contact with the ice cold rain drops and lukewarm water of the pool, the contrast of the temperature giving him a thrilling sensation. Liam was engaged in his usual banter with Luke, determined to get out any kind of reactions from his otherwise stoic face. He was deliberately splashing water drenching Luke as Remi rolled on the turf beside the pool with laughter, his shaggy mane of hair and salt and pepper beard not hiding the glee as Remi encouraged Liam to up his antics ignoring the glare Luke directed his way.

Luke was in a dilemma. He was not sure of his mission anymore. Last night he had a word with Philip as he updated on Liam's situation. The distressed father repeatedly wanted to know how Liam was! He could hear Miranda sobbing from behind Philip. Luke was surprised to learn Liam had called them. He was more surprised to know that it was from Damien's phone he had called. Philip was sceptical. He was sure it was all of Damien's deviousness to falsely lure Liam into security before wrecking him completely.

But as Luke watched Damien looking at Liam as if he was enchanted by the boy, he couldn't be sure of Damien's intentions anymore. He didn't know what to say to Mr Philip anymore. The supposed victim was smiling jovially at his tormentor, inviting him into the pool, a willingly captive in his arms. He watched Damien pulling him into a sensuous kiss and Liam surrendering with a pleasure filled sigh, their tongue dancing erotically against each other. They were completely enamoured with each other, it was as if the world only consisted of them two, as if Luke and Remi didn't exist just 100 meters away from them, as if they were not out in the open. It was erotic, filthy and to Luke's horror arousing.

He couldn't move his eyes away from them, he desperately willed his brain to cooperate, to retain his nonchalance, to remember his place, his mission but as he watched Liam being literally devoured by Damien he found he had a hard-on. He wanted to rip Liam away from Damien and keep Liam for himself. The primal instinct to conquer, protect and ravish the boy became such strong that he unknowingly took a step forward towards the duo still dancing sensuously in the water.

"Do you think we should give them some privacy?" Remi asked, his face red from embarrassment.

Luke flinched, as if doused in ice cold water. What was wrong with him? He was acting like a possessed hormonal teenager, jealousy acting like a many faced demon within his heart. Gritting his teeth he schooled his expression into his usual mask of indifference. Nodding to Remi he turned back and walked towards the other side, Remi following closely behind.

Damien liked the feel, it was the submission that he wanted from Liam and the boy complied beautifully. The moment he grabbed Liam in that ice cold water he melted like a scone burnt in hazel fire. Scrunching, twisting in the hot flame. Damien tasted Liam's lips again and again, biting, sucking and thrusting his tongue into his hot cavern. Everything about Liam, the sound he made, the way his chest rose and fell, the little whimpers of pleasure that came from his mouth drove Damien fucking crazy. He never felt this unequivocal need to consume and be consumed by someone before.

"I need you closer Liam, I need to be inside you," said Damien with sheer urgency as he grinded his hard cock with Liam's equally hard one. Liam looked at Damien with lust driven glassy eyes, his kiss swollen lips, red and shiny from Damien's spit. Without further ado Damien lifted Liam and extracted him from the pool. His need for the boy burning inferno in his loins.

Liam looked at Damien in a haze. What was this feelings that made him a putty in Damien's arms? No he was not scared of Damien, at least not when he touched him like that. He was always a shy boy. His sexual encounters was limited to kissing Ellie once and his knowledge was confined to the fantasy erotica he read when his parents were not watching. He always knew he was bi. Girls and boys attracted him equally. But nothing he read, nothing he imagined could ever be as intense and exquisite as the way Damien made him feel.

Damien carried Liam to their pool house. Liam could feel Damien shaking with yearning. It was exhilarating to realise that he had the power to make the all powerful, ruthless billionaire crave him so much as to loose his coordination and stoic compose. Damien kept nibbling at his jaw, his neck, biting and sucking as he lowered Liam to the hard cold floor. He knew they wouldn't be able to make it to the bedroom. Liam didn't mind. The need to have Damien inside him, to have him claim him made his skin scorching hot. With intense eyes and slightly trembling hand Damien tugged his soaked swimming trunk. It was stuck to his skin and Liam wiggled his hips to make it easier for Damien to slide it down. The simple act made Damien's eyes darker. His already dark orbs was now black like the deepest pit of hell. Liam's own hell where his personal Satan delivered his punishment only it didn't seem like a punishment anymore.

"More!" Liam said in a breathless whisper, "I need more"!

With a quick nip of teeth in his inner thigh Damien pulled the material down in one swift move. Liam's erection bobbled in front of his face and Damien's mouth watered seeing the perfect bite sized pink cock as saliva pulled into his mouth. Without wasting time he swallowed the cherished organ in his mouth tasting the salty precum, moaning in sheer pleasure watching the boy fall apart in bliss.

"Damien..." breathed Liam and it was the sexiest sound he heard, his name on Liam's lips during a pleasure filled whine. His hands traced the contours of Liam's body, hip bones, abdomen, rib cage, shoulders. Using his strong arms Damien pulled Liam to him, urging him to thrust against his mouth, to take whatever he wanted as he kept sucking Liam. With a few more thrusts Liam's breathing increased and he arched his back and came into Damien's mouth with a strangled cry. Damien kept sucking Liam through his orgasm as his cock pulsed inside his hot mouth drawing the last spurts of his semen.

Liam looked at Damien between his thigh, his dark orbs held some emotions which he had never seen before. Damien still had his now softening cock in his mouth and looked erotically filthy. But his eyes didn't reflect the usual lust, but it was as if Damien was worshiping Liam, it was as if Liam held the answer to all his questions, it was as if Liam was the answer to all his prayers. Liam felt a strange fluttering inside his heart which had nothing to do with the soul sucking blowjob Damien had given him. As Damien released Liam with an obscene wet pop, Liam unconsciously reached out to Damien and pulled him on top. And Damien went to Liam as if in a trance still held captive by the brown doe like orbs.

With his index fingers Liam slowly traced Damien's forehead, swiping the dripping sweat with the tip of his finger. Without thinking he brought his finger to his tongue lapping up the salty essence. Damien's breath hitched, his nostrils flaring, and in a flash he captured Liam's tongue tasting himself on him.

The alpha male looked at his lover under him, looking at him through hunger, wanting to consume him, devour him. He had years learning how to control his emotions, how not to show himself, his feelings and desire. But the boy under him was shattering all his defences with ease. He wondered is this what felt to truly desire someone? Truly cherish some? Truly lo.... No, he wont go there, not now.

His organ was stiff as his tips leaked copious amount of precum. He couldn't for the love of God wait anymore. He needed to be inside Liam, he needed to claim his ownership again, needed to paint Liam's inside with his cum. Liam was his and he would never let him go. But this time he didn't want to keep the boy captive against his will. It was a solemn vow to himself he would make Liam want him the way he wants Liam.

Soaking his finger in spit he inserted the saliva quoted finger into the fluttering hole which was already twitching in invitation. He was gentle this time, slow, too slow taking his time to open up the boy in his arms, feeling his each shudder and swallowing his each needy moans with his tongue. Liam looked at the ceiling with glazed eyes as Damien twisted his fingers into him grazing his P-spot. "Nnnghhh" ! He moaned yet again. He couldn't believe the sounds that were coming out of his mouth. What was with this man that turned him into a needy slut desperate for more. Damien was relentless, as his fingers skilfully nudged Liam's pleasure bundle and his languid cock forgot that it had orgasmed a mere few minutes back as it hardened once more. He needed.... He wanted something bigger, something to lessen the pleasurable ache he felt around his lower abdomen. Unable to convey his feelings his eyes filled with frustrated tears as he bit Damien's shoulder with a sob.

"Shhhhh!" Cooed Damien, "I know what you want baby"! Retrieving his fingers, Damien collected the essence from Liam's leaking cock and coated his penis which was already slick with his own juice. Positioning himself between Liam's legs he slowly pushed his cock into Liam. Damien thought he preferred rough sex, the sound of distress and pain from his bed partners always heightened his orgasms. But strangely the mere thought of Liam in pain shuddered his heart. Never again, never again the boy would feel any pain. His Liam was to always receive pleasure and happiness and Damien would make sure he enjoyed their copulation as much as he did.

As Damien slid his cock into Liam, the younger couldn't stop his whimper. Finally that cock was where it belonged. Gosh! Nothing should feel so fucking good. He couldn't get enough of it. He felt that every moment the cock was not inside him was a waste. If sex addiction was a thing then Liam was definitely addicted. "Want you deeper" said Liam in a delirious trance trying to pull Damien closer, tighter.

Damien groaned and started fucking him harder, his thrust becoming erratic, loosing its rhythm as with final shudder he emptied himself inside Liam. Liam felt his hole being filled with Damien's hot spunk and with a moaning cry he too came clutching Damien desperately to him.

With a grunt Hazel came too as she watched the copulating pair from her hiding place. He finger which was still inside her pussy was drenched in her own juice. Bringing the fingers to her mouth she sucked those fingers imagining it to be Liam's pink beautiful cock. "Ummmm"! She moaned around her fingers. Pulling her panty up she righted herself. It was time for her to make that call. She wanted to fuck Liam and be fucked by him.

Initially Hazel thought she could easily have Liam when Damien discarded him. Accordingly she had also taken money from others who were interested in sinking their cock into the boy but now there was no doubt that Liam was here for the long haul and Damien was far from loosing interest on him. Retrieving her phone from the cleavage of  her ample bosom she dialled the number. After two rings he heard the deep male voice.

"Hello!"

"I have the information you need", said Hazel, her heart beating fast, her nerves taught with worry. She was playing a dangerous game by going against Damien Bishop.

"2 Am same place. Maintain usual protocol" said the voice.

"Yes sir!" Said Hazel.

'Liam, bitch! Just wait and watch, I will make you moan for me in the same way you are moaning like a bitch in heat under Damien!'