Under the Moonlit Sky

By Shadow

Published on Mar 11, 2010

Gay

This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction between two or more adult males. If the reading this material is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so.

The author retains all copyright, and rights to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without explicit permission from me and me only! This story is completely fictional in every way and places and characters mentioned, DO NOT exist in real life.

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Special thanks to my editor Will. Thanks For Reading!

Under the Moonlit Sky Chapter 2

Dominic

Chezzy will be here any minute and I don't have time to go out for a quick fix. If I wasn't entertaining Jacob earlier, I would have remembered to go out before Chezzy gets back. I was supposed to be working on my paintings while he was on tour. Which was "my reason" why I didn't join him this time, but the real reason was that I had prearranged plans with Jacob to go to this week long rave down state. And man did I have the best shit I have ever had in my life there. The drugs were amazing, the men were delicious, and life was bliss. Don't get me wrong, Chezzy is my life, I do love him, but, and there is a big but, I like to party. I like sex with various men; I like drugs that take me away from reality. And I like those things even more when Chezzy is away. He is like my antidote when I'm with him. Maybe that's crazy logic, maybe not. But I know I can't survive without Chezzy near me, so I fill it with something that helps me forget. Maybe a cigarette will calm my nerves. I know Chezzy hates them, but if he wants me to stay sane around him, he deals I guess.

Chezney

The events of tonight have long left my head. All I could think about now was my Domi. He has such an infectious smile. Sometimes he acts a little weird though. Spaced out, anxious, but he says its just because he is thinking about a new painting. He really is an amazing artist. Bold colors and designs, that take you to another world. He takes me to another world. We are pulling down into our long narrow driveway now. Our house is set off deep into the woods. His idea not mine. The front of the house is a circular driveway and in the center is a fountain that spills red water for effect. There is a grand staircase leading to a two story wooden door. Most of the front is made of stones, but the entire back of the house is these massive glass windows.

Overall the house has three floors. First floor is the grand great room, where all the parties are at, kitchen, living room, 2-way fireplace, and a spare bedroom and bath off in the far corner. The second floor is more of a loft area. Two big bedrooms, two story balcony over looking the living room, and a large bedroom. Mainly used as a guest area. Lastly there is the third floor. This is all ours. We divided it into our bedroom, his art studio, and an oversize bathroom. This floor like the back of the house is mostly made up of glass windows. Heavy drapes to cover up the morning sun, again his idea, but I like the view. Since we are so high up, there is we can see the nearby river that cuts through the forest. The colors on this floor are a mix of silver, black and red. All of his favorites, of course. I really wanted to make this house as comfortable for him as it was for me. The back yard is pretty simple. Two story wrap around deck, pool and waterfall, and a small cottage, which has been converted into a studio for the band and me.

We are almost there now. I can see him standing in the middle of the doorway, with his shirt off smoking a cigarette. I hate it when he smokes but anything to keep him happy, right? At least he isn't doing drugs or something crazy like that. He knows how I feel about them, and I know he would never hurt his body like that.

Narrator

He walked up to the door slowly, taking in the view of his one true love. Dominic put out his cigarette, by rubbing it along the bottom of his shoe and tossed it side. He smiled back at Chezney but in the back of his mind all he could think about was getting his next fix. The drug problem was getting worse for him. He knew it, but didn't care enough to stop as long as Chezney didn't know about it. As Chezney got to the top of the stairs, he quickly pulled Dominic into an embrace. Kissing him deeply and pressing his body into the doorframe. Minutes passed before he pulled away.

"Missed me huh."

"Way too damn much my Arch Angel."

"Are you hungry? We can go out and grab something."

Dominic was anxious again. Trying to find any way to get out of the house.

"No. But I am hungry for you."

Chezney dragged Dominic through the door, pulling him all the way upstairs and threw him onto the bed. Never stopped kissing him on the way up. He was glad he already had access to his chest as he started to kiss his way down his neck, gliding his teeth along his nipples.

"Damn Chezzy, that feels good. You must have really missed me."

Chezney just laughed softly as he moved up further pinning Dominic to the bed. He began kissing him deeply more passionately, pressing himself into him. Being Dominic and partially addicted to sex, he couldn't help but start to take off Chezney's shirt, pulling away from his kiss to start licking his chest. Chezney gasped as he felt Dominic's hot wet tongue move up and down his chest, his hands gripping his back as he starting sucking his nipples.

"Ahhh, that's my Domi."

Once their clothes were stripped they became more aggressive. Still wildly kissing each other, Dominic managed to get on top of Chezney, forcing him into the bed with his ass into the air. Dominic gripped Chezney's ass with his nails, firmly pressing his eight-inch dick inside his tight hole. Chezney screams in ecstasy, gripping the pillow and pressing himself harder against Dominic. Dominic complies but pushing harder and deeper into him. The rhythm continues as Dominic gets him tighter. Kissing and biting his neck, shoulder, and back. The moaning and the screaming continued, and the harder and deeper Dominic pushed the more Chezney begged for more.

Dominic flipped Chezney over on his stomach, raising him half off the bed, allowing him to go deeper faster into him. Chezney arches his back almost in almost agony as he is close to release. The strokes begin to slow, more deliberate. Hitting against his prostate, to the very core of his soul. Chezney closes his eyes, letting the feeling ripple through his body like fire. Dominic leans down, letting his hot rapid breath crawl along Chezney's neck making him shiver. He pulls out one last time before pressing into him as hard and as fast as he can, cumming inside of him. Chezney grips Dominic tightly, letting his sticky cum flow between them on to their chests.

Dominic collapses on Chezney. Panting as they hold each other in a tight embrace, letting their bodies come back to earth.

Next: Chapter 3


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