Te Quiero, Damian

By Del

Dear readers, this story is slash (means it is including consensual male/male sex) if you don't like the content,  please don't read.

First of all I'd like to thank a new lovely friend for correcting my spelling and grammar mistakes :)

Sometime during Franco's dictatorship in Spain

Thomas stared. He swallowed and stared. And there was just one lonely but all filling thought in his brain. And this thought was,

'No. NO!!'

He felt an aching pain in his groin and didn't want it to be true. He never felt this way when he looked at women, even when he tried to imagine them naked. But now he looked at his friend Damian, who stood beside the door of the balcony and played his beloved violin, and Thomas got a hard-on.

He simply couldn't believe it.

He did notice this reaction before but he thought it was just the joy of their success which let his body overreact, but now he had the proof that it was not. Always when he laid eyes onto this particular young man he got aroused.

Thomas shook his head sadly and in disbelief. Since they were twelve years old they met nearly every day and had shared many good times and bad times too. Their friendship grew really strong in the last ten years and so did their musical work.

And now THIS!!

Damian was lost in his music. He didn't realize that someone had come into the room. He played his favorite piece of Mozart with closed eyes, the rhythm ripping through his slender body. His fingers dancing across the sides of the instrument. He sure knew how to play.

Thomas swallowed hard when his friend finished with the last chords and opened his eyes, smiling teasingly at him across the room.

"Eh Hola, Thomas! I didn't hear you come in."

He started to move in Thomas's direction,

"What are you looking at so intensely?"

Thomas couldn't tear his gaze away from the perfectly shaped legs in the jeans which approached him.

"I ...I ...," He managed to look up into the beautiful face which was just the length of an arm away from him now, "N...nothing...it's just ...you played so well!" He was glad he didn't wear such tight trousers as Damian did because his cock grew with each step Damian got closer.

Damian couldn't stop a laugh, "What's up with you? You behave strangely!"

He hit his friend lightly on the shoulder, "You know I play well."

His eyes were so full of joy and so full of life and so chocolate BROWN, Thomas wanted to fall into them. He always wanted to. But never before so strongly like in this particular moment.

"We both play well, your mother keeps telling us that all the time, remember?" Damian looked from beneath his long lashes teasingly at Thomas.

Thomas took one step backwards. He couldn't bear the closeness of his friend anymore. He was at a complete loss.

With a murmured apology he turned around and got out of the room as fast as he could, closing the door firmly behind him, running down the stairway.

Damian shook his head in bewilderment. He had been looking forward to their rehearsal together and now he was disappointed.

He himself enjoyed their time together very much. Thomas and their music took him away from reality.

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Thomas sat in front of his piano and played furiously.

Wild dark music.

Damian stood in the doorway and watched his back, watched his long sensitive fingers move across the keys. He felt an incredible close bond to Thomas. More than to Alberto. It was as though something pulled him to his friend. He had the strange feeling he should go to him and lay his arms around his shoulders to pull those dark thoughts away which seemed to torment Thomas for days now.

They hadn't met like usual and Damian wanted finally to know why.

He was utterly confused.

He also suddenly felt as though his jeans were really TOO tight.

When Thomas stopped playing Damian cleared his throat and said more hoarsely than he wanted to, "You play very well too."

Thomas jumped up from the piano bench. Startled because of the voice he suddenly feared to hear. Restlessly he shoved his hands into the pockets of his trousers, trying to stop the immediate swelling of his cock, and walked over to the window, not looking at Damian.

"Eh, Thomas!" Damian got worried and even a bit angry, "What's up with you? What did I do that you don't speak to me? "He took his coat off and threw it across a chair.

"You missed our rehearsals." Slowly he crossed the room towards the other musician.

"Damian, I...." Thomas didn't know what to say, his mind was totally empty, he felt as though he only had a body, a body which was full of longing and need for his friend. His MALE friend.

Damian stood beside him now and laid his hand onto Thomas's arm.

"What is it?" His voice was so soft that Thomas thought he'd swoon. Damian's hand felt like fire through the thin material of his shirt. They stood together for several seconds. Looking into each others eyes. Suddenly Damian raised his other hand and touched Thomas's cheek lightly, very shyly.

"Don't look so desperate," he whispered. "I think I know what's up with you," and he blushed when he looked straight into Thomas's eyes and murmured in a voice which was almost too low, "I feel the same." He stepped even closer to feel Thomas's heat.

"You do?" The question and surprise were written in Thomas's gaze. Hesitantly he put his hand up to caress Damian's cheek too.

"Si, I think so." Damian leaned against the caressing fingers, enjoying their warmth.

"But this is a sin!" Thomas swallowed the knot in his throat.

"I know," Damian put one arm around Thomas's waist.

"But if we don't do something against it I am gonna explode here and now."

He gasped and pressed his lower body against Thomas's to get the proof of their words. But he was too embarrassed to look at Thomas when he did so and lowered his head.

"Mierda!"

They both said it at the same time when they felt how their bodies really reacted to each other, not able to pull away.

"What are we going to do?" Damian whispered under his breath.

"I...I don't know." Thomas pulled him close then entwined his fingers into the younger man's black wild curls. Forcing him lightly to look at him.

Without knowing it Damian parted his lips slightly and let the tip of his tongue lick across his lower lip.

Thomas took this as an invitation. And although he felt very strange he bent forward and touched the other man's lips lightly with his.

"You think this is the right thing to do?" Thomas asked, unsure.

Damian gave a short, "Hmm," and sighed heavily. They both laughed embarrassedly but somehow happy.

"Again," Damian begged and reached up to take his friends face into his warm hands.

Their mouths met halfway to another shy first kiss, their lips wet and soft. When they pulled away Damian licked his lips again and Thomas groaned,

"Oh my god," and caught the younger man's mouth again with his, but let his tongue caress Damian's lips this time. It felt incredibly good. He always thought those lips were worthy of a sin but now he melted away beneath their touch on his tongue. And the tip of Damian's tongue sent an electrifying shudder through Thomas's whole body by touching his.

They opened their mouths wide and lost all their shyness. They gave in to the feeling to taste each other, to explore each other, to caress, to rub and tenderly suck. They melted into a warm embrace, forgetting the world around them, just feeling their moist soft lips and tongues.

A thought startled Damian and he broke the kiss suddenly.

"Is your mother at home?" he asked worriedly, not wanting this to come to an end so fast.

"No." Thomas pressed another tiny gentle kiss onto the sweet lips.

"She's on vacation for a few days." Thomas winked meaningfully at Damian and pulled him tight, slowly getting used to the thought that they were going to get intimate with each other; although, he didn't have one clue how.

"Kiss me again."

Damian closed his eyes when he begged Thomas to do so, his hands roaming across the other man's back. The muscles which he had a few minutes before so admiringly watched felt so well beneath his hands.

"You look incredible, Damian,"

Thomas whispered and started to touch Damian's long lashes with his lips. He sighed deeply from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't believe his friend had the same strange feelings for him but he could tell because Damian sighed pleasurably each time Thomas's lips caressed his soft skin. Thomas felt as though he could fly on clouds.

Instinctively they rubbed their groins against each other when their kiss got deeper than before. They shifted hard and sensuous groans came from their throats.

"Oh my god, Damian, I don't know what to do."

Thomas shivered beneath his clothes when he murmured the words and buried his face in Damian's neck.

"I don't know either," Damian breathed, "but let's see where this all leads us, ohhhh dios mio."

With shaking fingers he started to open Thomas's shirt. He wanted to feel warm skin. Still kissing, he managed to open it and pulled it out of Thomas's trousers. When Thomas felt Damian's fingers on his bare skin he immediately felt a very pleasurable chill wandering up his spine, across his neck, down across his nipples, and into the very tip of his aching cock inside his pants. Damian's hands were incredibly gentle when they explored each bit of skin on Thomas's torso and back.

Thomas actually wanted to rip Damian's T-shirt away but he got distracted by the tight nipples he felt beneath the material. He lowered his head and licked cautiously across one covered nipple.

That unexpectedly tender movement let Damian give a loud moan and he threw his head back. The desire grew intense in his groin and he pressed his hands onto Thomas's ass to force him hard against his penis. When Thomas touched the other nipple with his soft wet lips Damian groaned desperately,

"Take it OFF!!" And started to rip at his clothes.

Thomas pulled the shirt away from the delicious body and couldn't get quickly enough back to the erect nipple with his mouth, lustfully playing with it, leaving it all moist and rock hard when he searched his way back to the mouth of Damian.

Their hands couldn't stop stroking and feeling each other and suddenly Damian felt Thomas's hands beneath his waistband, wandering lower and lower while they hungrily kissed. He couldn't suppress a lustful intense moan and moved his own fingers into Thomas's pants.

"I can't believe I am doing this," Thomas murmured hoarsely, gripping the soft skin of Damian's butt more firmly.

"I want...I want..." Damian wasn't able to speak properly anymore, fighting with the fly of Thomas's pants. When he managed to open it, he did hesitate just one second, then reached for the huge penis of his friend, taking it carefully into his hands which were wet with sweat already.

"Dios mio, DAMIAN!!" Thomas thrust into Damian's fist without wanting to, but the pleasure of Damian's hands on Thomas's cock was just too incredible.

"I want your hands too..." Damian breathed between gentle kisses.

"Lo siento, carino."

Thomas rubbed hard against Damian's jeans covered cock while he opened them. When he had Damian's jeans off, they collapsed together on the floor, reaching without thinking for each others cocks with both their hands, pulling hard, moving up and down.

Their mouths never parted, their tongues entwined in a hot moist play. First their fingers worked slowly and very gently, they had to get used to another man's penis.

But the movements increased, became harder, faster and when Thomas let his thumb slide across the smooth sensitive tip of Damian's cock, the younger man let out a yell of surprise but unbelievable pleasure. Thomas instantly felt the first drop of Damian's semen and worked it carefully into the skin, his fist moved, his thumb still stroke around and across the head of the iron hard cock.

Damian's hands did likewise, their bodies shivered and trembled and couldn't move any faster. They didn't kiss anymore, breathing harshly and looking into each other's eyes.

"Te quiero, Damian."

Thomas stated with a shuddering voice and then they came together, erupting in a deep orgasm.

They found their voices again just several minutes later after their breath was back to normal. They lay in each others arms, holding onto each other, totally confused and speechless.

Finally Damian brought up the courage and asked artfully,

"What are we gonna do now?" He didn't avoid Thomas's glance, moving a finger gently across his lover's lips.

"I don't know," Thomas answered with a still broken voice.

"I just have to admit I never felt like this before."

And in a whisper he continued, "It was incredible, I'd like to do it again..."

Damian's lips moved into a slight playful grin.

"This is forbidden stuff," and then the grin broadened even more, "but you know that I love to do forbidden stuff."