Gabriel broke the wild kiss just enough to scoop Elias up like he weighed nothing—strong arms sliding under those slim thighs and smooth back, bridal-style, that thick hairy chest pressing warm against the kid’s flushed skin. “C’mere, baby,” he growled soft and sweet against Elias’s ear, lips brushing the curly black hair. “Big brother’s got you. Gonna take you to that big bed and make you feel so good you forget every ounce of guilt. You’re mine to open up nice and slow.” Elias whimpered, legs wrapping instinctively around Gabriel’s waist, his hard little cock trapped between them leaking through the white boxer-briefs as Gabriel carried him up the short stairwell to the California king platform. The chandelier light dimmed low, the shag rug soft underfoot, and the massive bed swallowed them both as Gabriel laid Elias down on his back like something precious—pillows cradling that innocent head, glasses slightly fogged, braces glinting in a nervous smile.
But the sweetness flipped dominant in a heartbeat. Gabriel crawled over him, kissing deep again, tongue claiming that sweet mouth while his big hands peeled those boxer-briefs down and off, tossing them aside. Elias’s slim, untouched cock sprang free—hard, twitching, a bead of precum already dripping down the shaft. Gabriel trailed hot, open-mouth kisses lower: neck, collarbone, those smooth pecs, sucking a nipple until Elias arched with a gasp. Then he flipped the boy effortlessly onto his stomach, ass up, knees spread wide on the silk sheets. “Look at this pretty virgin hole,” Gabriel murmured, voice thick with awe and hunger, spreading those smooth, pale cheeks with both thumbs. The tight pink pucker winked at him, untouched and clenching shyly in the cool air. “So fucking perfect for me, baby. Gonna eat you open till you’re begging for my cock.”
He dove in like a man starved—face buried deep between those cheeks, tongue flat and wet dragging a long, slow lick from Elias’s taint all the way up over the hole. The taste was clean and sweet with that faint musky boy-scent that made Gabriel groan against the skin. “Mmm, fuck yes,” he rumbled, voice vibrating right into the ring. Elias jolted hard, a high-pitched moan ripping out—“Gabriel!”—his whole body squirming, hips bucking back instinctively as that warm, slick tongue circled the rim in slow, teasing loops. Gabriel lapped louder, wetter, slurping noises filling the room: long stripes, tight little flicks right on the center, then he pointed his tongue and pushed inside, breaching that virgin ring with a wet pop.
Elias lost it completely—legs trembling, fists gripping the sheets, curly hair messy against the pillow. “Oh god—Gabriel… Gabriel, it feels so good!” he cried out, voice cracking, hole contracting hard around the invading tongue, clenching and pulsing like it was trying to pull him deeper. Gabriel growled possessively, hands kneading those smooth cheeks wider, tongue fucking in and out in steady, filthy thrusts—probing, swirling, tasting every inch of that tight heat while spit dripped down Elias’s taint onto the sheets. He sucked on the rim like it was candy, lips sealed around the pucker, tongue spearing deep again and again until Elias was a squirming mess, ass pushing back desperately against his face.
“Such a greedy little hole for me already,” Gabriel praised between licks, voice sweet and cocky, one thick finger sliding in alongside his tongue now—stretching that clenching ring open with gentle but firm pressure. “Feel how you’re gripping me, baby? So tight, so hot… gonna open you up real good. You’re doing so perfect for your first time.” He added a second finger, scissoring slow and deep while his tongue kept working the rim—licking around the stretched edges, sucking the spit and precum mix, making everything sloppy and shiny. Elias was moaning nonstop now, name tumbling out like a prayer—“Gabriel… please… Gabriel!”—body writhing on the bed, back arching, hole fluttering and clenching rhythmically around the fingers and tongue, milking them like it couldn’t wait another second.
Gabriel kept going, relentless but loving—pulling his tongue out to spit right on the hole, watching it wink and suck the wetness inside, then diving back in to tongue-fuck him harder while his fingers curled to brush that spot that made Elias see stars. The kid’s cock was leaking a steady stream onto the sheets beneath him, untouched and throbbing, balls drawn up tight. “I need you inside me,” Elias begged, voice wrecked and desperate, pushing back hard. “Please, Gabriel—fuck me… I want your cock in my virgin hole… I’m clenching so bad for it… please!”
Gabriel’s own eight-inch monster was rock-hard and dripping between his hairy thighs, veins pulsing, bush matted with precum, but he held back just a beat longer—dominant and protective—pressing one last deep, swirling kiss right to the center of that sloppy, quivering hole. “Easy, baby… I got you,” he whispered hot against the wet skin, fingers still buried knuckle-deep, scissoring wider. “Gonna give you every inch when you’re ready. But first I’m gonna make this pretty hole sing for me a little more… ‘cause once I slide in, you’re never gonna forget who owns it.”
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