Roo and Helios

Andrew's heart is beating fast. That was sooo fucking hot. He sucked his first dick. He sucked Helios' dick.

He checks his phone. Where is Helios? It's been fifteen minutes already. His clothes are in a disordered pile next to the bed; he figured out how to dim the lights, left the door unlocked and really, really hopes none of the girls who work here think the room is free and walk in to find him on the bed, face down and ass up.

Almost absentmindedly he strokes his dick, the taste of Helios' pre-cum still in his mouth. He was so big. For a moment there, he was really sure he was going to **** on that dick. And he would've been okay with it, too.

Creak. Someone just came into the room.

Andrew glances over his shoulder, recognises Helios' bulk in the gloom. He thinks he can see Helios' eyes go wide. Good. Andrew smirks, lowers his face and arches his back.

Since he can't see much, he's more aware of the sounds in the room. The distant beat of the trance music in the distance. The click of the lock being turned. His own rapid, shallow breathing. Helios' footsteps approaching, the clinking of his belt buckle and the rustle as Helios quickly undresses and dumps his clothes on the floor as well. Neither of them speaks.

Then: hands cupping his ass. Strong fingers kneading his cheeks. They're rough, urgent. It hurts a little and sends shivers down his erect cock.

Smack!

Andrew lets out a gasp. The tingling sensation doesn't last long; Helios' fingers are back, kneading, massaging.

Another slap, harder this time. Andrew groans and at the same time hears Helios suck in his breath. Something hard and heavy falls on Andrew's tailbone, rubs back and forth. That dick he's so familiar with after months of watching it through his computer's screen, that dick he had halfway down his throat only moments ago.

The weight lifts and Andrew moans. He can't control the sounds he's making; he pushes his ass up and back, wanting to feel Helios' hard cock against it once more, but strong hands press him down and spread his cheeks.

Something soft and warm and wet touches his hole and he nearly loses it. "Oh..."

Helios' tongue moves up and down along his hole, enters it. Andrew squirms but Helios' hands hold him in place, push him down and keep his hole spread open. "Oh... oh, fuck, yeah..."

"Yeah?" Helios' voice is a breathy whisper. "You like that?"

"I do... oh... please... don't stop..."

Helios obliges, rimming Andrew's hole while kneading and squeezing his cheeks.

After a couple of minutes -- too soon, way too soon -- Helios pulls back. Something hard, something big presses against Andrew's hole. It's gentle but insistent. Andrew whimpers, "I don't know if I can take it." Even though he really wants to.

"Shh," Helios whispers. "Relax. Just the tip, all right?" While he talks, he keeps pushing -- then stops, pulls back a little, and pushes again. A little deeper.

"Nngh... fuck," Andrew gasps.

Helios shifts his body, but his dick keeps pushing into Andrew's hole. Slowly, gently, but inexorably. Helios moves again so that he's on top of Andrew; Andrew feels the man's hard body, his warm skin against his back, his weight pressing Andrew down. Andrew's breath comes in shallow gasps, and still Helios is sliding deeper inside him. "Shhh." Andrew feels Helios' lips grazing his ear, his hot breath on his face. "Fuck, Andrew, you're so tight..." Helios wraps his arms around Andrew so that he covers Andrew's body almost like a cocoon, and all the while, he keeps pushing. Andrew feels like he's filling up. It hurts, but not as much as he imagined it would; his instincts are to squirm away, but the weight of Helios' body is pinning him down to the bed. Each time Andrew thinks this is it, that he can't take any more, Helios pushes a little deeper -- and Andrew finds that yes, he can take more after all. He moans into the bedsheet while Helios nibbles at his ear, whispering all the while, "Shh, you're doing great... fuck, you feel so good..."

Then Helios starts to pull out, and the sheer sensation of it causes Andrew to gasp. Helios wraps his arms tighter around Andrew. A single drop of sweat rolls down Andrew's cheek; he feels like he's burning up, he can't move, he feels helpless and the safest he's ever been at the same time. Then Helios shifts his pelvis forward, and Andrew cries out in pain and ecstasy. Helios draws back again, slowly, and then thrusts again, a bit harder this time. And again. Soon, he's building up rhythm, while Andrew groans and moans, white spots dancing in his vision. Helios is whispering in his ear, and Andrew can't make sense of it at first, overwhelmed by the sensation of Helios pounding his ass.

"Fuck, Andrew... Roo..."

"Oh... Oh, fuck... me... fuck..."

"Yeah... You like this? You want it?"

"Oh... I... oh... oh..."

"Say it, Roo, fuck, say you want it..."

"I... ohh... yeah, fuck, I want it, I want it so bad..."

Helios growls, shifts his body, one hand grabbing hold of Andrew's hair and pulling his head back. Andrew opens his mouth to cry out, sweat and tears mixing on his cheeks, and Helios' mouth is on his, his tongue entering Andrew's mouth while his dick hits something deep inside Andrew's body, something he didn't even know was there, over and over again, faster and faster.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fffffuuuuu--"

Andrew shoots his load all over the bed, shivering and sweating, in a hands-free orgasm that seems to go on forever while Helios fucks his ass and holds him tight.

"Ngh, fuck... good boy, Roo..." Now Helios' breath becomes ragged and shallow as he picks up the pace, making Andrew cry out again. Then, Helios pulls out brusquely. "Oh, fuck, god, Roo..." He wraps one hand around his cock and starts pumping, while grabbing Andrew roughly by the shoulder with the other hand, turning him around so he's facing Helios -- or Helios' dick, more specifically.

"Shit, Roo, I'm gonna cum, I'm--" He presses his dick against Roo's mouth. Andrew opens up and Helios thrusts his dick inside immediately. Not a second later Andrew tastes hot cum on his tongue as Helios cums in his mouth. It just keeps coming; soon it's running down Roo's chin, dripping onto his body.

"Oh... oh... fuck me, Roo, that was... fuck." Helios reaches over, picks up a box of tissues from the floor next to the bed. He gently wipes off Roo's chin.

"So... Is that like... good or bad?" Roo says, trying to catch his breath.

Helios grins and moves in to kiss Roo. "You know," he says. "I think we got off on the wrong foot. My name's Ellis."

"I think... I like... Helios... better."

Ellis shakes his head. "I think I like you better when you have my cock inside you so you're not saying shit like that."

"Hey... give me like... ten minutes, and we can go again." Andrew considers. "Make it... twenty, maybe. To be sure."

Already Ellis is picking up his clothes. "Sorry, kid. I've got to get back to work."

"Oh."

Ellis leans over and pecks Andrew on the cheek. "But come see me anytime. Like I said, I'm the bartender. I don't charge for this."