Chapter 63 - Because Of These Two Aquamarine Suns

Andrzej has never seen anything so beautiful. He reached out to touch his slender, hot breast. Dominik took photographer's hand and led her to where his heart was beating. Nowicki felt his every blow - strong, quick, as if this heart wanted to tell him how much he cares about him, as if he wanted to prove the words "I love you" whispered earlier.

"Dominik…" Andrzej whispered.

The man looked at him with his aquamarine eyes as bright as two suns. There was a smile on his lips and happiness in his gaze. He didn't let go of his hand. He put it to his mouth again and poked his finger into them, sucking it and gently biting his teeth. It was as if he wanted Andrzej to fulfill him in every possible way.

Andrzej swallowed hard.

Dominik rode him at his own pace, hot and passionate and wet. He got looser and looser, so his movements became more violent and faster, and his moans grew louder. The flame of his interior ignited all the senses of Andrzej, who wanted to take the initiative. He sat down, embraced him with all his strength, and suddenly he was at the top. Dominik's hair spilled on the sheets and his mouth grinned widely.

He was beautiful, too beautiful for a man, Andrzej thought as he made his first, yet timid thrust. Too beautiful for a human. A perfect body, wonderfully smooth, fragrant skin, a face resembling an angel's face and eyes that can burn a mark on everyone's heart are too much for Andrzej to resist.

"God, you're beautiful," he said without even realizing it.

He was bolder in his movements. It was getting harder and harder to control his excitement. He smothered a groan of delight from Dominik with a kiss and bit the base of his neck. The actor arched and moaned again that day:

"I love you ... Andrzej, I feel so good ... So I ... Oh ..."

Andrzej moved away to see his face. Even Saint Sebastian, at the time of his martyrdom, did not have the same inspired expression on his face as Dominic did during his orgasm.

It was crazy, too good to be true. Andrzej's senses went crazy and before he could know it, he was coming in his lover.

"Sorry, I ..."

Dominik shook his head and stroked his face. His hand was trembling and his breath was exhausted.

"It was ... wonderful ..." he said with a smile and he lowered his eyes heavily. "Thank you…"

Andrzej slipped out of him feeling exhausted. He fell heavily on the sheets and stared at the ceiling. He was exhausted but contented, and he felt himself falling asleep quickly.

He had never had such a satisfying, passionate love with anyone.

***

Andrzej slipped out of the warm sheets with a hangover the size of Kilimanjaro. He felt as if he had done something universally blameworthy. It wasn't that he had sex with a guy. He had sex with THIS guy. He looked at the man he had spent the night with and saw Dominik looking directly at him.

He was lying on his stomach, facing him. He was tired and pale, but his eyes were piercing the same flame.

"Thank you," Dominik said. "I will keep this night in my memories. I won't mention what happened until you first decide to talk about it. And if that doesn't happen… I am so grateful to you. Will we remain friends as we were before?"

"Sure," Andrzej said with artificial confidence.

"Good," the actor smiled warmly and closed his eyes. He was tired and fell asleep, or gave Andrzej a chance to avoid embarrassing conversation.

"I have to go now," muttered Nowicki.

"Mm," he murmured almost in his sleep.

It was hard to take eyes off him. For some reason, Dominik seemed relaxed and happy. Dark eyelashes cast a long shadow on the bright cheeks, the lips that kissed him so passionately and caressed him smiled subtly, recalling a mass of memories. Andrzej could not deny him beauty or the fact that the pleasure he experienced that night had a completely different character, but he could not convince himself that it was more than just a one-off adventure. Yes, he tried, yes, it was fun, but that's where the fun ends. He likes Dominik, it's true, but it's not enough to turn into a gay.

The actor seems to have really slept. His breathing was deep and calm. For a moment, Andrzej was tempted to come over and kiss him goodbye, but he couldn't do it. He dressed quietly and left. He had barely closed the door behind him and he leaned back against it.

He shouldn't have done this. Under no circumstances, and for nothing in the world, should he sleep with Dominic.

***

Andrzej could not look in the mirror. That night, he did something that should never have happened, and - that was the worst - he felt good at the time of committing the act.

Too good.

Dominik's skin was wonderfully hot, soft and smooth. The hard, though not very distinct, muscle knots drawn underneath it added additional sensations to the touch. The sounds he made as Andrzej caressed and penetrated him sounded as sweet as a bird singing at dawn. But the most difficult thing was to forget his inspired face and eyes that pierced him with the heat of the two blue suns.

What they did that night was ...

Andrzej felt a shiver.

His body reacted to the mere memory of the pleasure he had experienced. He had had a few if not a dozen women in his life, but he didn't react to any of them that way. Sex with them was great, he always felt fulfilled, but only now, with Dominik, he felt something special that made his body so weird.

Because it is Dominik ...

"Shit!" Andrzej swore. It should never have happened.

Paulina warned that Śliwiński might fall in love with him. He laughed at it, underestimating the seriousness of the situation he had put himself into. After all, dozens of men are roommates and somehow don't end up in the same bed - at least not to have sex. Not only that, they don't fall in love with each other ...

They fall in love - can Dominik be in love?

Absurd, Andrzej answered himself, and felt something painful in his heart. Dominik cannot love him. Yesterday, something happened at the party that upset him, and Dominik mistook his violent emotions for something that simply couldn't have happened. After all, he himself said that he had met Marczak. They must be confronted and the boy felt emotional confusion. He acted the only way he was taught, that is, he threw himself into the arms of the man closest to him. Andrzej should have firmly said no then.

However, he did not.

"Shit," he swallowed again, swallowing hard. Why didn't he say no?

Andrzej broke up with his last partner in January, or more precisely, she broke up with him. Their relationship was not long and sex was limited to a few times, and although it was quite satisfying, it lacked emotional intensity. It was already September, so Andrzej fasted for eight months. For some time his body demanded physical fulfillment, and after the failure with Ewelina, frustration grew in him more and more. But it wasn't that he felt any desperation. It was difficult for him to maintain a relationship with his personality, which doesn't mean he couldn't get a partner for one night. The women liked him, and they rarely refused when he invited them. So if it was all about sex, it would be enough for him to go to some club or bar and be able to find a partner without major obstacles.

Then why…?

"I love you," Dominik said to him, looking at him with his piercing, beautiful eyes. The mere memory of these words ignited something dangerous in Andrzej's body and mind. Śliwiński spoke with such fervent conviction that Nowicki lowered his guard and allowed himself to be kissed, and became susceptible to the suggestions of a man tickling him.

"Shit !!!" He swore again. He couldn't believe, he just couldn't believe the obvious fact - he was seduced by the guy !!!

What the hell now?

Dominik promised not to mention these events. It was supposed to be a one-time adventure that they should forget as soon as possible.

Yes, forget it. There is no reason or purpose whatsoever to remember the sex they had that night ...