Omniscient Narrative
Mason's hand wrapped around both shafts, stroking them, thumbs circling slick heads.
Damian moaned into the kiss, hips jerking.
But as the haze thickened, doubt flickered in Mason.
He slowed, propping himself up on elbows. Mason's face was flushed, lips swollen, eyes questioning.
"Wait" he said, voice rough. He rolled off slightly, heart pounding for a different reason now.
The vulnerability hit hard, the whiskey's bravado fading.
"I...I need to say something"
Damian sat up a bit, concern softening his features.
"What? You okay?" He didn't want to hurt Mason at all, sure he has been dreaming about this day, but if Mason says he's uncomfortable with this, then he'll have no choice but to stop.
Mason rubbed a hand over his face, embarrassment burning hotter than arousal.
At 42, admitting this felt like stripping bare all over again.
"Yeah, it's just...I've only done this three times. Ever. Despite being...you know, my age" He gestured vaguely at himself, avoiding Damian's eyes.
"It's embarrassing. Makes me feel like an idiot"
The room went quiet, save for their ragged breaths. Mason braced for judgment, for the moment to shatter.
But Damian shifted closer, hand gentle on Mason's arm.
"Mace" Damian said softly, his hand going to Mason's to comfort him. He looked directly into mason's eyes. "I'm still a virgin. Never done it at all"
Mason's looked at him, surprise cutting through the shame.
"Really" he asked the younger man.
"Yeah, I've been saving myself for someone special" Damian shrugged
"And that someone is me?" Mason couldn't help but ask, he felt a sense of pride as he said that.
"Can we just stop talking and have sex, I've been waiting years for this" Damian said before he pulled the older man in for a kiss.
The kiss deepened, Mason's confession dissolving into the heat of Damian's mouth.
Their tongues tangled, slow and exploratory, as hands rediscovered paths across bare skin.
Mason lay back on the bed, pulling Damian with him, legs parting to cradle the younger man's hips.
Damian settled between them, his weight a comforting press, their cocks trapped and sliding together once more, slick with pre-cum.
Mason broke the kiss, breathing hard against Damian's lips.
"I want you inside me" he whispered, voice thick with need.
The admission sent a fresh wave of embarrassment through him, but Damian's eyes held only desire, no mockery.
Damian nodded, swallowing hard.
"Me too Mace, I want to be inside you so bad, Show me how" His hand trembled slightly as he reached for the nightstand drawer, rummaging until he found a small bottle of lube, standard hotel fare, half-empty but sufficient.
He slicked his fingers, the cool gel warming quickly in his palm.
Mason guided him, rolling onto his side to give access.
"Start slow" he murmured, lifting one leg.
Damian's fingers circled Mason's entrance, tentative at first, then pressing in with the tip of one digit. Mason exhaled sharply, the intrusion foreign yet welcome after so long.
He rocked back, encouraging, as Damian pushed deeper, knuckle by knuckle.
"Like that?" Damian asked, voice low and focused. He crooked his finger, brushing that sensitive spot inside, and Mason gasped, cock twitching against his stomach.
"Yes, fuck, yes" Mason gripped the sheets, body adjusting to the stretch.
Damian added a second finger, scissoring gently, the lube easing the way. He leaned down, capturing Mason's nipple between his teeth, sucking lightly while his hand worked rhythmically.
Mason moaned, arching into the dual sensations, his own hand wrapping around his erection to stroke in time.
The preparation built steadily, Damian's fingers thrusting deeper, curling to hit that prostate with each pass.
Sweat slicked their skin, breaths mingling as Damian kissed Mason's neck, then his jaw.
"You feel so tight" Damian breathed, awe threading his words. "So good"
Mason's embarrassment faded under the praise, replaced by a burning ache to be filled completely.
"I'm ready. Please" He reached for Damian, pulling him up for a fierce kiss, tasting himself on Damian's lips from where he'd licked his fingers clean earlier.
Damian withdrew his hand, coating his cock generously with lube. It stood rigid, flushed dark, the head broad and leaking.
He positioned himself at Mason's entrance, rubbing the tip along the cleft before nudging in.
Mason tensed, then relaxed, pushing out to ease the breach.
The head popped past the ring of muscle, and they both groaned. Damian froze, eyes wide.
"Oh god" he panted, gripping Mason's hip to steady himself.
Inch by inch, he sank forward, the tight heat enveloping him completely.
Mason's ass clenched around the intrusion, full and stretched, a burn that morphed into pleasure as Damian bottomed out.
They paused, foreheads pressed together, adjusting. Damian's cock throbbed inside, and Mason clenched experimentally, drawing a hiss from the virgin above him.
"Move" Mason urged, wrapping his legs around Damian's waist.
Damian obeyed, pulling back slowly before thrusting in again, shallow at first.
The rhythm built, hips snapping with increasing confidence. Mason met each drive, lifting to take him deeper, the slap of skin echoing in the room.
Damian's hands braced on the mattress, muscles flexing as he fucked into Mason, grunts punctuating every plunge.
"Harder, Damian" Mason demanded, nails digging into Damian's back. Damian complied, pounding faster, the bed creaking under them.
Mason's cock bounced against his abs, untouched now, pre-cum pooling in the dips of muscle.
The angle shifted as Damian hooked Mason's legs over his shoulders, folding him nearly in half, allowing deeper penetration.
Each thrust grazed Mason's prostate, sparks igniting behind his eyes.
He cried out, hand flying to his dick, jerking roughly.
Damian watched, mesmerized, his own pace faltering as arousal peaked. "Mason, fuck-baby, I'm close" Mason was too lost in the euphoria to process what Damian had called him.
"Come inside me" Mason gasped, the words raw and desperate. The vulnerability from earlier fueled the passion, making every slide of cock in ass feel profound, connected.
Damian buried his face in Mason's neck, thrusts erratic now, chasing release.
With a strangled moan, he came, hot spurts flooding Mason's channel.
The sensation tipped Mason over, his orgasm ripping through him, cum splattering his chest in thick ropes.
They collapsed together, Damian softening inside as aftershocks trembled through them.
He pulled out gently, a trickle of semen following, and gathered Mason close, kissing his temple.
"I can't believe this is real" he said as Mason slowly drifted off into sleep.
"I love you" he whispered to the sleeping man.