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laughed shakily. "Yes, baby. After a long rest."
    Under his breath, he added, "You're going to be the death of me and then the joke will be on Ashley."
    When he was able to control his legs, Damian pulled out gently and started to fumble at the restraints, slowly setting Nick free.
    Nick's numb limbs dropped from their cuffs as he dreamily watched the older man chafe his arms and legs to restore the feeling to them.
    Damian swept Nick up into his arms and stood, holding him that way for a moment, before letting him down to stand.
    Gently he kissed the boy, taking possession of his lips, delving deeply to conquer the sweet mouth.
    "I don't want to hurt your hip again," he whispered. "How about if I take you home and fuck you there?"
    "That would be good, sir," Nick whispered back, before kissing Damian.
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Chapter Eleven
    Nick's skin was shimmering with sweat as he knelt, his hands gripping the headboard where Damian had placed them. The older man knelt between his legs, his knees spreading Nick's, keeping him splayed open.
    The boy's ass was still pink and warm to the touch as Damian's hands roamed over his round cheeks. He sat back on his heels, letting his thumbs brush over the boy's entrance. "Still so tight," Damian marveled. "So beautiful."
    He watched the boy writhe with each soft touch, his hole pulsating under the gentle attention. He had it in mind to draw this out, teasing Nick further, but his own need to sink his cock into the tight sheath drove him to hasten his preparation.
    He didn't stretch Nick but he made sure he was well lubricated before rolling a condom over his shaft. He slicked his erection with lube and positioned himself at the entrance.
    Nick grunted and strained as Damian pushed him forward, entering him in one forceful thrust, sinking fully inside him.
    He felt that the other man's cock owned him, and had done so ever since the first time he'd been taken; he arched his back, submitting to Damian's control. His skin tingled all over, tiny bolts of electricity running through him with the bigger body covering his.
    He felt Damian's hand on his erection and mindlessly rocked back and forth, fucking the hand that held him, while Damian fucked him in turn.
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    Damian marveled at how well they fit together and then he had no thoughts to spare as the tight heat sucked him inside, the muscles rippling around him as if they would never let him go. He thrust faster and deeper, pounding Nick's ass without a thought but for his own pleasure.
    The speed of each drive set Nick on fire, the warmth inside his arse spreading through him, inside and out. He braced himself, eager to receive Damian's cock, thrilled to be giving his lover such pleasure. He lifted his arse higher and Damian's cock reached even deeper, finding a better angle.
    He moaned as Damian pushed inside him a final time, his hands gripping Nick's waist as he came with a low sigh. After a few moments, the photographer sank back onto his heels, taking Nick with him so the younger man was settled on his lap, still impaled on his cock.
    He held the boy against his chest, one hand on his throat.
    He could feel Nick swallow and the pulse throbbing under the velvet skin as his other hand stroked him gently, caressing his rampant cock. Damian ran his hand over Nick's rigid flesh, whispering, "Come for me, baby. Come now!"
    He could feel the slim body in his arms tense and the pearly fluid spurted from Nick's cock as he arched and jerked against Damian. From memory, the photographer replayed the look of ecstasy on the beautiful face in his mind's eye, holding Nick tightly against him, soothing him through the tremors of his orgasm until the boy was completely relaxed.
    Gently he turned the boy's face, kissing him softly. "You're so beautiful when you come for me, Nicky. So responsive."
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    "You make me feel like I'm flying when I come and you're holding me like this," Nick whispered, without opening his eyes. "I never thought ... it could feel this way ... this good."
    Damian held him silently, feeling his heart slow down and his breaths become deeper. His softening cock fell out of Nick with a rude sound and the boy giggled. Damian kissed him one more time and said, "Let me get a washcloth, and then you can go to sleep, babe."
    He washed his hands and came back to clean off Nick's stomach and chest before sliding under the