The man felt something grabbing him as his hand stopped midway, he turned around to check the reason behind the resistance and he was shocked to see the caption Damien.
"What seems to be the problem here?" Damien asked in a very demure manner. "Sir Damien!" The man added. "I asked this foolish excuse of an existance just to get me a glass of juice, is that so hard to get? But instead he spilled it all over my expensive suite." "I'm really sorry about that! I believe non of this was intentional and I apologize on behalf of Alex here, you can just go to the rest room to clean up a bit." Damien responded. "Alex! Huh? So that's the name, who's gonna pay for my suit? Huh? But don't worry about it I'm very sure we can work something out!" The man responded as he started touching Alex in a very strange manner. Immediately Damien caught sight of what he was doing to Alex, he immediately got very pissed off as he grabbed the man by the collar. "Listen here mister, I have apologized to you, and if you aren't gonna go clean up in the rest room, you can as well get down," Damien added. "But either way, this flight is gonna take off in the next ten minutes with or without you." He man nodded as he quietly made his way to the rest room after causing a scene. The pilot proceeded to his carbine and Alex went after him. "Captain Damien! I just wanted to say thank you for standing up for me back there, I'm really greatful!" Alex said. Captain stood in a spot for a while not moving or saying anything, just staring right at Alex with a little smile on his face almost as if he had seen a long lost precious item. "Captain! Captain!! Hello? Captain Damien?" Alex called out trying to get his attention. "Ooh! I'm sorry about that, my mind is just so crowded up at the moment!" He added . " Just be careful around here and try not to be so clumsy," he said as he went into his carbine and shut the door behind him. The flight was one long one, everything was going just good until the weather changed and became so stormy and thunderstorms outside. Alex and the others tried to keep everyone safe, maintaining their seats and not getting hurt. For about 30 minutes the weather was bad until it all came to a shocking stop and the sky all cleared up, and they were just about the land. "Congratulations everyone, "we made it to paris!" The captain announced to everyone through the speakers in the plane . They successfully landed and everyone existed the plane remaining just Alex and Captain Damian. "Ooh Alex you still on board?" Damien asked in surprised. "I thought everyone had left." "Yeah! Well I was about to, just getting grabbing some of my stuffs." Alex responded. "Alright I see, may we?" Damien asked point towards the door. They both tried to go through the door at the same time and mistakenly bumped into each other. "Ouch!" They both lamented, immediately some documents fell down from Captain Damien's hand. They both quickly bent down to try pick it up but once again they bumped again and this this time they heads colliding. Alex immediately took a little glance at the documents and it spelt out 2500kg of C to be delivered to Paris. "Hmmm! What's this? What's the meaning of C?" Alex thought to himself but Damien quickly packed the docs before he could get any better look. "So sorry about that we just keep bumping into each other!" Damien said in a nice but rather also an unusual tune as he smiled at Alex. Alex on the other hand was feeling quite shy as he couldn't even maintain eye contact. "Uhm my aunt said its kinda considered a bad luck if two people bumped their head together and the only way to undo that is by us bumping it again!" Alex explained. Damien smiled a little more before he finally spoke. "Alright then." He grabbed Alex's head and brought it closer to his. At that moment time seemed to have slowed down a little for Alex but he was brought back to reality when their head collided. "Ouch! That hurts." He lamented. "Oh sorry sorry," Damien said as he burst into laughter. "I was just try to undo this bad luck with your aunt's procedures." "Yeah yeah, whatever." Alex responded. Immediately they heard a loud female voice calling out Captain Damien and they looked down to see who it was and it was Lucy. Alex and Damien quickly went down from the plane . "Alright Alex, hope to see you around! Enjoy your time while it lasts this is Paris don't waste your opportunity all alone in your room!" Damien said with a smile as he waved goodbye to Alex and headed to the back side of the plane together with Lucy. Immediately Alex turned around and proceeded to leave, he was stopped by one of the other make attendants from the crew, his name spelt out Jonathan from his badge. "Listen here you little excuse of a man, you piss of shit. I don't know where you came from or the fucking hell you think you might be, not like I fucking care." Jonathan added. "I see the way you stare at the captain, and if you haven't found out his is straight, I know that because I've been working here for the past 2 years, throwing myself at him and trying do hard and he hardly even looks towards my direction so I don't know what you think might you are feeling but it's not gonna work." "Wow!" Alex lamented. "I can clearly see why despite everything you feel like you are, he hasn't ever looked towards you. Trust me pookie if I wear to also be in his shoes, I wouldn't ever dare to feel you." Alex said as he walked passed Jonathan. "You little...." Jonathan stopped mid-sentence as Alex turned around and gave him a deadly stare.Damien got undressed and Alex crawled over to him on his bed, and immeadiately placed his rock hard dick in his mouth. Slobbering all over it and making sure it was nice and wet so it would be ready for his tight virgin ass. He looked up at Damien and asked, "Are you ready to put it in me?""Yeah." Damien replied trembling as Alex spun around on his knees and got into doggie style. Damien grabbed his hips and positioned his wet dick outside of his hole. Alex could feel the warm of his cock as he rubbed it on his hole. He started pushing and it wasn't going in. Alex reached back and fingered himself a little bit and told him to try again."It's not wet enough, you have to suck it again" He complained."Keep trying." Alex said."It's not going to go..."Damien let out a loud gasp as his cock started to spread Alex's tight hole.He started thrusting making his hole looser and looser until he was able to go balls deep. Alex started smiling as he felt a warm cock inside me for the first
The sun had long dipped below the horizon by the time Alex and Damien returned from the boutique. The car rolled quietly through the private gates, tires crunching softly against the gravel driveway as the mansion came into view, its gothic silhouette bathed in moonlight. The journey home had been silent, filled with an unspoken tension that hung thick between them—neither uncomfortable nor hostile, just... heavy.As they entered through the grand foyer, Damien handed off the shopping bags to a waiting house staff member. "Make sure these are delivered to Alex's room," he said, his voice steady and calm.Alex followed closely behind, his eyes scanning the vast interior, still trying to wrap his mind around the world he'd stumbled into. The high ceilings, the marble floors, the chandelier that looked like it cost more than his previous apartment—it was all still too much. Damien led him upstairs, the hallway dimly lit by antique sconces. They stopped in front of a large wooden door,
"Oh, just shut up and come with me," Damien replied, smirking as he tugged Alex by the arm.The door opened with a subtle chime, and they stepped inside.Immediately, they were greeted by cool air, the soft sound of ambient jazz, and a fragrance that hinted at luxury oils and polished leather. The floors were white marble veined with gold, and everything—from the clothing racks to the chandeliers—screamed expensive.Alex stood slightly behind Damien, overwhelmed.As Damien took a step forward, he turned briefly to look at Alex—and caught him staring at a deep navy shirt on display near the entrance. It had a smooth satin finish, understated silver buttons, and a minimal design that radiated elegance.Alex admired it for a second before turning back around—only to freeze.Damien was staring right at him.He smiled slightly, knowingly, and then gestured for Alex to follow.Once inside, a neatly dressed store attendant approached them. "Good day, sirs. What would you like today? Anything
Lucy giggled, clearly having heard him. “That’s right, sweetheart. Don’t look so shocked.”Genevieve gave a slow nod of greeting, her eyes calm but curious. “You must be the Alex.”Alex swallowed hard. The room suddenly felt smaller, hotter. He could feel sweat prickling his neck.Damien sighed and leaned back in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “It’s not as complicated as it sounds.”“Could’ve fooled me,” Alex mumbled, then quickly caught himself. “I mean—sorry—I didn’t know you were… married. Twice.”Victoria chuckled. “Darling, in this family, ‘complicated’ is the air we breathe.”Lucy moved to sit beside Damien and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, leaning in with easy familiarity. “You didn’t tell him anything yet, huh?”“I was getting to it,” Damien muttered.Alex just stared, completely lost now. “So… you’re married. To two women. And… I’m here. Why?”Damien met his gaze with a serious look. “Because none of that changes what I want. Or who I want.”Alex’s breath ca
.Alex didn’t respond right away. He picked up his fork and started eating quietly.The meal was good—no, it was incredible. Every bite was seasoned to perfection, flavors bursting like fireworks on his tongue. For a moment, it felt like the world around him melted away, and all that remained was the comforting aroma of warm food and the temporary peace of a filled stomach.But then—footsteps.He heard them even before he felt their presence. They were light but unmistakably deliberate—sharp, measured clicks that echoed softly against the marble floor. High heels.Alex raised his head just as the dining room doors opened—and there she was.She walked in with the kind of poise that silenced rooms. Not too old, not young either—she moved with grace, like a seasoned empress. Her skin was flawless, rich and glowing, as though she bathed in sunlight and secrets. Her cheekbones were carved with elegance, lips painted in a subdued crimson that complemented the regal air she carried.Her dres
Alex slid into the seat, heart hammering. Damien jumped into the driver’s side, gunned the engine, and peeled out of the tunnel.They drove in silence for a while. The neon glow of the city lights flickered across the dashboard, and the weight of everything that had happened pressed heavy in the cabin. Neither spoke. The air between them was thick—too many unspoken words clawing for release.Then, without warning, Alex spoke.“Pull over.”Damien glanced at him, puzzled. “What?”“I said pull over.”Damien frowned but complied, guiding the sleek black SUV to the side of a quiet road just past the edge of the city. The street was deserted, save for a few flickering lamps and the chirp of distant crickets.Once the car stopped, Alex unbuckled and opened the door.Damien tensed. “What is it, Alex? Is there a problem?”Alex stepped out, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. He didn’t look back. “I think I’ll be able to continue my journey from here on my own. You can leave now. Thanks for t