Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 22:53:37 EST
From: Scorpio
Subject: Angel and Demon: A Love Story

Disclaimer:

The following is an erotic story detailing the relationship
(both emotional and physical) between two consenting males.
It is for adults with open minds only. If you are underage,
or are not comfortable reading about m/m sex, or if this
subject matter is illegal in your area, please leave. If the
above does not apply to you, then I hope you enjoy....



Angel and Demon: A Love Story
by Scorpio

Part 1 - Angel's Fall from Grace

Chapter 1
Angel in the City

Angello Vingetti, or Angel to his friends and family, let the
warm spray from the showerhead rinse the soapsuds from his
muscular chest. He watched as the bubbly lather swirled down
the drain in the center of the white tiled floor of the shower
stall. The steam billowed around him, muffling the echoes of
splashing water and the heated water soothed and relaxed the
tension out of his slick body. He sighed deeply as he felt the
knots slowly ease out of his shoulders and back. As his mind
drifted away from the worries of his daily life, it roamed
towards more enjoyable thoughts.

"A massage,.... Yeah, that would feel wonderful right about now.
That's what I'd like. A breathtaking stud of a man to stand
behind me and rub my neck and shoulders,.... Mmmmm yeah...."
Angel thought to himself as he poured a little shampoo into his
hand. Imagining a mysterious lover with gentle roaming hands,
he began to rub the shampoo into the curly black pubic hairs from
which his prick grew. Moaning softly at the pleasant feeling of
his cock growing, filling with blood, he worked the shampoo into
a thick lather. The creamy bubbles worked as an excellent lube
as he began to jack his seven inch cut cock. The skin was smooth
and soft over the steel hard shaft and  he thrilled to the touch
of his hand fisting slowly up and down.

Angel imagined his faceless dream lover begin to gently kiss
his neck as his hands roamed down his broad v-shaped back,
kneeding and molding the muscles. He ran his finger tips over
the swollen head of his cock, sending electric shivers through
out his entire body. He began to jack a little faster, squeezing
a little tighter. His phantom lover fondled the firm globes of
his bubble butt. He squeezed and lifted them, slowly pulling them
apart. Angel's hand flew up and down on his cock, his thumb
caressing across the cockhead at each pass. With his other hand,
he reached behind himself to his firm ass. Imagining it was his
faceless lover, he thrust a finger into his tight hole as far as
it would go. Instantly his cheeks clamped down hard on his finger
as his orgasim rolled throughout his entire body. His cock
pulsed and jumped in his hand as jet after jet of creamy cum
sprayed across the tile wall.

Heart beating fast, muscles twitching, Angel slowly came down
from his sexual high. All tension completely drained from his
body, he began to rinse. Humming to himself tunelessly, he
stepped out of the shower to stand before the full length mirror
attached to the back of the bathroom door. He studied himself as
he dried off. He was sort of tall, 6'1" and weighed in at 150lbs.
His body was muscular from being involved with sports, but lacked
the definition of a serious weight lifter. He was happy with how
nicely his shoulders had filled out back in highschool, but now
he was trying to make his six-pack a little more defined as well
and to develop his v-shaped back a little more.

Still, he thought his two best features were still his emerald
green eyes, and his smooth creamy skin. He thought it worked well
with his black curly hair, which he kept cut short in the style
of the day. He figured he was a cute enough guy, the girls seemed
to like him,... but, well, as flattering as the attention was,
it wasn't what he was really looking for. He wanted a man. A
strong, tough, dangerous man. Someone who could excite him, and
thrill him, and hold him close. Angel sighed sadly.  A lost cause,
he thought. Even if I find the man of my dreams, what would I do?
Go after him and give up my life,.... Or give up him and live in
misery?

Angel shook his head to try and stop his thoughts from becoming
a self-pity session. He had to just stop worrying, everything
will work itself out in the end, that's what his Mom always said
anyway. A pounding on the bathroom door brought him back to his
surroundings.

"Yo Angel! What ya doing in there man? Hurry up Dude! I gota piss."
Billy called from the other side of the door.

Angel wrapped the towel around him and opened the door. Billy
stood there bouncing slightly from foot to foot with a slight
grin on his cute face. Almost before Angel had cleared the
doorway, Billy pushed on past into the bathroom. "Sorry Dude,
but this is an emergency.." Not even bothering to shut the door,
Billy unzipped his jeans, pulled out his dick, and let fly with
a stream of urine into the toilet. He sighed loudly with relief.
Angel just chuckled as he began to walk back to his room to get
dressed. After all, he and some of the brothers of Delta Kappa
were heading into the city for a wild night to celebrate the end
of mid-terms.

This was going to be another new experience for Angel. He had
never been into the city before, or any city for that matter.
His brothers at Delta Kappa were always amazed at the things that
Angel had never done before. He never realized how sheltered his
upbringing had been until he arrived at the college, but his
brothers kept opening his eyes to new experiences and adventures.
Tonight was one of them, a trip into the city. They were going to
a bar to drink, dance and get wild. They even managed to get fake
ID's for the younger members of the group. Earlier that evening
while making the plans for tonight, Billy had joked about maybe
Angel would even get laid for the first time tonight. Angel had
about died from embarrassment, but the other guys thought it was
funny until Joey had taken pity on him and told them to shut up.
Still, it sounded like fun, and Angel was beginning to get a
reputation for never turning down a chance to try something new,
especially if there was a hint of danger to it. Going to his
closet, Angel began to figure out what he wanted to wear out to
the bar.

                      *   *   *   *   *   *

Jimmy Damond, (or Demon to his friends and associates), sat at
the folding table against the wall of Sam's Tattoo Parlor watching
his cousin and co-worker Mad-dog pierce the belly-button of a
17 year old blonde girl named Missy. Missy took the pain like
the experienced trooper she was, (you could tell she could handle
it by the silver stud in her nose), but her two friends more than
made up for it with whispers, giggles and the occasional cringe.
Suburban highschoolers out for a night in the city trying to feel
grown up, still, they were paying customers, so, who cares if she
ends up being grounded for a month, right? Demon was startled out
of his mental wonderings when the bell over the door jingled,
announcing more customers.

Demon looked up to see six guys walk in. They were all a little
on the drunk side, laughing and joking as they swayed across the
front room. They looked like they were from out of town, or at
least, not from this neighborhood. They were dressed a little
too nicely, and they looked a little too innocent. College boys
most likely. Demon looked them over casually and decided they
were all pretty cute. Well put together. They were checking out
the tattoo designs posted on the far wall, pointing and talking
together. Suddenly, one of the guys stepped out of the pack and
turned slightly to gaze out at the larger back pieces  over on
the other side of the room. Demon caught his breath in sharply,
feeling the room start to spin as all the blood in his brain
rushed down to flood his prick.

The dude was amazingly beautiful. Short curly black hair which
framed a masculine face with creamy white skin and intensely
green eyes. His tight knit shirt molded to his chest and back,
defining the curves of muscle beneath. His jeans were slightly
baggy and rode low on his waist, showing a slim line of bare skin
above. He was a treat to look upon, total eye candy. He turned his
head toward Demon. Their eyes met, the vision of male beauty
blushed slightly and smiled. Demon almost came in his jeans.

Suddenly, breaking the moment, a blonde guy behind the black
hared beauty loudly announced, "This is the one guys. I'm getting
this one." He pulled up the sleeve on his T-shirt, slapped at his
upper arm, and said, "And it's going right here!" The other guys
hooted, hollered and generally gave him loud, drunken
encouragement.

Mad-dog glanced up at Demon and said, "Get them, I'm busy here,
would ya?" And with that, he went back to concentrating on the
three young girls. Demon got up from his seat and walked over to
the group of guys. "Hey man," he said to the blonde, "Which one
you want?"

The blonde jumped slightly at the sound of his deep quiet voice,
but quickly recovered and pointed to a picture of an eagle swooping down with
wings and talons extended. "Number 104, huh? Cool. Go over and
sit up in that chair by the table there." Demon pointed to the
table he had been sitting at with several chairs around it.
"I'll get the transfer pattern." With that, he turned and walked
into the back room.

When he came back out, he asked the blonde if he ever got a tattoo
before this. The guy said no, so Demon explained the procedure
and got to work. He shaved the area of hair, and wiped it down
with stick deodorant to help the design transfer from the paper
to his skin better. Once the design was in place, Demon filled
the tattoo gun with black ink and began to trace the outline. He
knew it hurt, so he engaged the guys into a conversation, this
usually helped people take their mind off of the pain. And that
was always good, since it helped stop them from flinching and
jumping.

By the time he had finished the tattoo, he had learned that the
black hared stud was called Angel. It seemed to fit him too. He
was not only the most handsome guy Demon had ever laid eyes on,
he was also very quiet and sweet. Innocent in a way that made
him vulnerable and desirable. He wasn't sure if he wanted to
protect the dude, or corrupt him. He only knew that he wanted
him to stay and talk with him the rest of the night, but he
left with his friends to continue bar hopping after the ink work
was done and paid for. Demon sighed as they left, his eyes never
leaving the lovely vision of Angels' asscheeks flexing as he
walked away.


Chapter 2
Angel and the Demon of Lust

Angel leaned back in his seat at the club, letting the heavy beat
of the music pound over him. He was drawn back in the shadows,
slowly nursing his strong drink while watching the dance floor.
Actually, he wasn't so much watching the dancers as he was just
enjoying the movement and swirl of colors that moved to the beat
of the music. His was letting the atmosphere of the club soak in
as his thoughts tumbled over themselves.

He couldn't get the tattoo artist out of his mind. He'd said his
name was Demon of all things. That had gotten a few laughs from
the guys. After a sharp look from him, they quickly introduced
Angel. Angel and Demon. They thought it was a riot. He seemed to
think about it for a moment, and then he had smiled. Angel almost
passed out when the smile turned to him. That grin had set off
sparks of pleasure and fear that raced through his body. He could
only recognize and understand a little of what he saw in Demon's
eyes. But, oh my, did he like what he saw.

Demon was a little shorter than Angel, maybe 5'8" and weighed
about 145lbs. His short cropped dark blonde hair was spiked up
on top, and his dark brown eyes smoldered mysteriously. His smile
was slightly crooked and one of his front teeth was chipped. He
had a mustache and a goatee that was well trimmed and lent him a
dangerous look. He wore a pair of faded jeans and leather work
boots and a studded leather dog collar around his neck.  His bare
chest was tight, toned, and shaved to show off the many tattoo's
that covered him. He had seven earrings in each ear, and both of
his nipples were pierced with twin silver hoops. He looked like
the kind of guy your mother would warn you about. His whole
attitude spoke volumes about the kind of life he led. He walked
with a grace that reminded Angel of a predator. A big wild cat
out of the jungle, or maybe a wolf from the forest.

Angel was drawn to him like a moth to the flame. His cock was
straining against his jeans as he imagined Demon grabbing him
roughly into a tight embrace.  He imagined the feel of his goatee
brushing against his smooth cheek as he sought to find the lips
he needed to kiss. He thought of Demon's dark eyes. They seemed
sad, almost haunted. He wondered what thoughts were spinning
around his head to make them so guarded. He wished he could be
the one to make them melt, make them smile and sparkle.

Angel was forced out of his daydream by Joey. The big shouldered
red head ran up to the table roughly grabbing Angel, pulling him
up and towards the front doors yelling the whole time. Apparently
Billy had gotten into a fight with some other guy and they were
both thrown out by the bouncer. Running through the crowded room,
bumping into people and dodgeing around furniture, they finally
were able to push out the front door.

The parking lot was a riot. People were pushing and yelling. A
huge fight in the middle of the crowd drew onlookers that cheered
for more. Suddenly, blue and red lights flashed out over the crowd
as several police cars swarmed into the parking lot. Someone
screamed, "Run!!!!!!!! It's the cops!" and the crowd went nuts.
Men and women ran in every direction at once. In all the confusion,
Angel got separated from his friends.

An hour later, Angel still hadn't found his fellow Delta Kappa's
and was slowly becoming lost. He hoped for a cab to cruise by,
or to run across a phone booth that actually was working. He
hoped he wouldn't get mugged. He continued to walk down a dark
street searching for something to help himself out of this
situation, when a single headlight at the end of the street
burned into the darkness.  As the light sped toward him, he
could hear the engine of the motorcycle grow into a roar that
tried to deafen him as it sped past. He stopped walking when he
heard the unmistakeable sound of the large bike turning around
at the end of the street and start to head back towards him. He
turned around to watch it race to him as fear iced up his stomache.


The Harley Davidson came to a stop next to him and the leather
jacket clad rider pulled off a pair of dark sunglasses and
looked at him. Angel's heart skipped a beat as soon as his eyes
laid upon that beautiful face.

"Demon? Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me. What are you doing walking around at night in this
neighborhood Angel? You want to get mugged?" he was shocked that
Angel would be here at all, let alone all by himself, unarmed.

With a blushing grin, Angel explained to Demon about the fight
and the cops and how he got lost from his friends. He tried not
to sound too stupid or naive, but he knew he wasn't fooling Demon.
Demon just grinned and shook his head.

		   *   *   *   *   *   *

Demon looked at Angel standing there under the streetlight among
the trash littering the cracked sidewalk. He was a vision of
loveliness  and innocence. He was also a walking target for the
hunters who called this corner of the world home. That urge of
protectiveness rose up in Demon again and he shifted forward on
the bike, making room behind him. With a jerk of his thumb over
his shoulder he said, "Come on Angel, climb aboard. I'll take you
home."

Angel climbed up on the big motorcycle behind Demon and told him
where he lived. It was as Demon had thought. A frat house. He
grinned. He had been to frat parties before. Always a good time,
in a weird sort of way. Nothing like the parties he attended here
in the city. He told Angel to hold on tight and he took off down
the street.

It must have surprised Angel how fast the bike was, because at
the first stoplight, he pulled himself a little closer and held
on a bit tighter. Demon grinned. It felt real good to have Angel
pulled up close against his back and to have his hands holding
onto his hips. Once out on the highway, Demon opened her up and
they practically flew down the four lane asphalt. Angel let out
a big whoop, laughed, and then held on even tighter, almost
melding their bodies together.

All to soon the ride was over as they pulled up in front of the
huge house that served as the home for the Delta Kappas. Demon
let out a quiet sigh as Angel got off the back of the Harley. He
didn't' want to let this time with Angel end, so he was pleasantly
surprised when Angel invited him in for a beer.

He looked up at Angel and saw him smiling and blushing at him
shyly. His dick was already hard from the wonderful ride and he
felt a drop of pre-cum drip out of the piss-slit when he realized
Angel was looking at him with a sexy coy look in his eyes. "He
can't be hot for me." He thought. Even if he was reading this
wrong, he still wanted to spend more time with Angel, so he
quickly agreed.

                  *   *   *   *   *   *

Angel was thrilled that Demon was going to come in for a beer,
and his hands shook slightly as he inserted the key into the
front door. Three of the brothers and their respective
girlfriends were in the living room watching a horror flick that
was turned up too loud and two more were cooking up spegetti in
the kitchen.  The clean cut college boys all stopped what they
were doing to openly stare at Demon. He stood out among them
like a wolf among sheep with his black leather motorcycle jacket,
heavy work boots, and dangerous eyes.

Angel noticed the odd looks that Demon was getting and said,
"Hey, I'll grab us some beers and we can head up to my room and
hang out awhile, cool?"

Demon grinned, "Yeah, cool man."

Angel opened the fridge, grabbed two beers in each hand and
started to lead the way upstairs. Halfway there, he realized
that he just asked to be alone, in his bedroom with this stud,
and he wasn't sure he could handle it. He had only said it
because the tension downstairs had been uncomfortable.

When they got to Angel's room, he handed a beer to Demon and
walked to his stereo. Picking out a CD, Aerosmith soon was
playing softly out of the speakers. He turned to find Demon
sitting calmly on his bed with the beer bottle up to his lips
and the golden liquid pouring into his mouth. Angel swallowed
as his prick jerked.

"So, what are you studying? In school I mean?" Demon asked,
one eyebrow raised.

"Business. It's not real exciting, but hey, classes aren't
supposed to be, I guess." Angel grinned shyly. He couldn't help
it. Just looking at Demon made him excited.

They talked for a little while about school, tattoos, and life
in general. By the middle of the second beer, Angel had to use
the bathroom. When he got back Demon wanted to take a piss too.
While Demon was out Angel found himself wanting him to hurry and
get back in the room with him. It was almost scary. He could feel
Demon's presence in the room as a palpable thing when he was there,
and he missed it when he wasn't.

                 *   *   *   *   *   *

When Demon walked back in the room, he saw Angel visibly relax,
as if he had been worried the tattooed man wouldn't come back in.
Demon had been watching Angel closely the whole time he talked
and figured the guy was hot for him after all, and was real
nervous about it as well. Figuring, what the hell, you only live
once, Demon decided to go for it.

He walked into the room, and shut the door behind him. His
jacket was already off him and lying across the bed. Instead of
walking to it, or his beer on the desk, he walked up to Angel.
He looked straight into those deep green eyes for a minute, and
then leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. Angel stiffened for a
second in shock, but then he melted against Demon's whole body,
wrapping his arms around him and kissing him back with passion.
Demon moaned.

Angel's lips were soft and full. They parted slightly and Demon
flicked his tongue between them, running the tip across the
perfectly striaght, white enamal of Angel's teeth. Demon could
feel a shudder run down Angels spine and the heat of his body
radiated through the knit shirt bathing Demons own bare chest.
Angel opened his mouth wider and Demons tongue dove in, searching
and probing the hot wet depths. Demon brought his hands up to
Angels waist, slid then around to the small of his back and up
under the edge of his shirt. As Demon ran his hands along the
soft skin of Angels firmly muscled back, Angel slowly moved his
tongue towards Demons mouth. Demon gently squeezed and rubbed
Angels back from under his shirt while initiating a passionate
tongue wrestling match in thier mouths. Demons straining cock
pressed up against the stiff tool in Angels jeans and they
both broke off the kiss with a moan.

"Oh wow, Demon." Angel breathed into his ear. "I never..."

"Shhhh." Demon said softly, putting a finger up against Angels
lips. "I know. It's alright. I won't hurt you." Demon looked into
Angels big green eyes and saw desire and fear battling within
him. He leaned in and slowly kissed thoses soft, pink lips. When
he looked back into those green orbs, he saw that desire had won.

Demon slowly pulled the shirt off over Angels head to finally
reveal his chest. The firm muscles under the smooth creamy skin
made Demon think of a Greek statue come to life and his cock
jerked with excitement. He traced the lines of muscles with his
fingertips while leaning in to kiss Angel once more. Breaking
away from those lushious lips, Demon placed soft little kisses
along Angels strong jawline and down his throat, to his collarbone
and then towards his pecs.

Demon sucked and nibbled on Angels right nipple until it was hard
and sticking straight out, then he turned his attention to the
other one. Marvelling at the delicious taste of Angels clean
skin, he licked and kissed his way lower until he reached Angels
beautiful inny belly-button. Kneeling down in front of Angel, he
dove his tongue into it to give it a good spit bath, while his
hands quickly undid the button and zipper on Angels jeans. In a
single motion, Demon pushed Angels jeans and jockeys to his
knees, freeing the most wonderful cock he'd ever seen.

Without a second thought, Demon ran his tongue from the base of
Angels cock up to the swollen tip. Angel moaned softly and his
knees went weak.

"Whoa. Don't fall Angel." Demon stood up and guided Angel over to
the bed. He turned him around and gently pressed him down so he
was sitting at the edge. Demon cupped the handsome face in his
hand, turning it so Angel would look at him. Demon grinned. "You
okay?"

"Yeah. That just felt so amazing Demon. I never felt anything like
it before."

"Good."

Demon knelt down on the floor in front of Angel and slowly pulled
off his sneakers and socks, then gently removed his jeans leaving
Angel naked before him. Demons eyes greedily drank in the
stunning physical beauty of the young man even as he
marvelled at the trusting innocense that he radiated. His lust
doubled. Standing up, Demon quickly kicked off his boots, undid
his well worn jeans and pealed them off himself as if they were
on fire. Demon stood for a moment, fisting his throbbing cock
slowly, just looking at the lovely virgin lying volnurable and
willing on the bed. A drop of pre-cum formed at the piss slit of
his cockhead.

                  *   *   *   *   *   *

Angel laid back on his bed and looked up and the naked man standing
over him. Demon confussed Angel almost as much as he turned him
on. He looked so dangerous, and yet his touch was feather soft and
gentle. Demons dark blonde hair was cut short into spikes and
his goatee sent shivers of delight along Angels spine as it
scratched Angels tender skin. His thick muscled arms, chest and
his right leg were covered in tattoos. It wasn't a bunch of
small, dark inked drawings all smooshed together creating a chaotic
effect. Instead, Demons artwork consisted of several large,
colorfull pieces, all tied together by a backdrop of flames.
Combined with him being naked except for the wide studded leather
dog collar around his neck, the results were slightly frightening
in an erotic sort of way. Angel watched Demon slowly pump his
thick hard cock, working the foreskin slowly. Angel had never
seen an uncut cock before and just the sight of it fasinated him
and made his balls tingle.

Angel looked up into Demons face and suddenly felt like a deer
in a hunters crosshairs. Undiscuised lust burned in those dark
eyes. With subtle grace, Demon climbed onto the bed, kneeling
between Angels legs. Angel reached up his hands to touch Demons
amazingly decorated chest when suddenly his wrists were caught
in Demons strong hands. Angels heart skipped a beat and he
instantly felt his nakedness. He caught his breath as Demon threw
his weight forward pinning Angels wrists above his head. Demon
supported himself with his thick arms, looming over Angel who
was still physicaly pinned to the bed. Demon leaned down slightly
and kissed Angel deeply. Angel felt himself submit. It was a
mental shifting, a need to please, a desire to be pleased, an
erotic release. Angel found himself moaning and grinding under
Demon as if to beg for more.

"Just lay back and enjoy the ride, okay Angel." Demons voice was
deep and husky with lust.

"Mmmmm...." was all Angel could manage as a reply.

Once again Demon kissed and licked his way down Angels chest. Once
again his whiskers drove all thoughts out of Angels mind. Angel
closed his eyes as tingles played across his skin. Suddenly, the
head of his cock was engulfed by wet heat that sent waves of
pleasure through him so intense that he saw white sparks in his
head. Demon slid his mouth down Angels shaft slowly until he had
all seven inches buried in his throat. One hand fondled Angels
ballsack, rolling the orbs gently across his fingers, while the
other carressed the smooth skin of Angels rippled abs.

"Ooooohhh Deeeemonnnn, Oh Yeahhhhhh, Mmmmmmm..." Angel moaned softly
as he rolled his hips, slowly grinding his cock in and out of
Demons sweet mouth. He could feel the pressure start to build
in his balls.

He guessed Demon could tell he was close, because he pulled off
of his dick quickly. Demon gently blew a slow whisper of a
breath on Angels saliva slicked shaft sending shivers all across
his body. Then Angel could feel Demons tongue on his balls,
licking and nuzzling them.

"Oh, yessss..." Angel moaned.

The pleasure rode in waves from Angels balls, outward. He bent his
legs till his feet were laying flat against the bed, then he
spread his legs wide to give Demon greater access. His goatee
leading the way, Demon licked lower and lower until he was
tongueing and sucking the puckered lips of Angles love hole.
Angel pushed his ass back against Demons face while reaching down
with his hands to spread his cheeks. Angel lifted his legs up
in the air, grinding into Demon, fucking his face with his ass.
When Demons tongue pushed through the tight ring of muscles,
Angel bit hard on his lip to keep from yelling out loud and his
cock began leaking pre-cum like mad.

His body begining to shiver, Angel moaned, "I'm gonna cum soon,
Demon, ohhhh, real soooon."

Demon shot forward and quickly swallowed Angels cockhead while
ramming a finger into his tight ass. He sucked hard on Angels
cock even as he finger-fucked him. Angel felt his mind go white.

His cock swelled up as the creamy ball juice rushed down the
shaft filling Demons hungry mouth. Demon pushed his face into
Angels pubes so that his cock was buried deep in his throat,
then he began to swallow the jetting cum. Angel was milked dry
by that talented throat as he soared into heaven.

After an eternity that ended all too soon, Angel stopped cumming
and Demon let go of his softening cock. His body was shaking
and his racing heart began to slow as Demon carefully lowered
his body down against Angel. Angel wrapped his legs up around
Demons waist and flung his arms about his shoulders. He leaned
up and shoved his tongue forcefully into Demons mouth and deep
kissed him for the few moments it took to get some rational
thoughts running through his mind again. Finally he just bathed
Demons face in soft kisses.

"Oh Demon, that was beautiful. Thank you."

Demon grinned, "I'm glad you liked it."

With an obviously fake, innocently blank look, Angel siad, "You
could tell?"

Demons laugh rumbled deep in his chest and he flashed his
crooked smile, "Yeah. But just a little." They both broke out in
quiet giggles.

Angel could feel Demons hard as steel cock pressing up against
him and he knew he wanted to give Demon the pleasure he had just
expirenced. He wanted to taste him, to feel him explode in
orgasim. He wanted to be the one to give it to him.

"Demon?"

"Yeah..."

"I want to do it to you as well. I've never done it before though,
so don't get mad if I'm not real good, okay?" Angel could feel
an odd sort of nerviousness settle over him. He wanted to please
Demon so much.

"I won't get mad at you, no matter what you do,.. or what you
don't do. Just enjoy yourself. That's all." Demon kissed him on
lips gently, softly sucking in the bottom one for a second. Then,
taking his weight off of Angel, he rolled over onto his back.

As beautiful and fasinating as Demons tattoos were, at the moment,
Angels attention was drawn to his nipples with their little
silver hoops. Carefully, he ran the tip of one finger around the
edge of the closest one. As tenderly as he could he lifted it up
so it was no longer resting against Demons skin. Demon moaned. Angel
dropped the ring and grasped his hand back.

"Oh-ma-gawd! Did I hurt you?"

"Wha? Oh, no,.. not at all. My nipples are real sensitive to any
touch. That felt wonderful." Demon breathed.

"Oh,... good." Angel was releaved.

Once again he went for Demons nipple, but this time, he went for
it with his tongue. He licked at it gently, taking care not to
tug on the ring too hard. Then switched to the other one. Demon
moaned in pleasure the entire time and soon, both were rigid
with excitement. Angel ran his tongue down Demons body, using
various lines in the tattoos as a sort of roadmap. He zig-zaged
from one side of Demons chest to the other, yet always moveing
slowly downward.

Angel was amazed at Demons crotch. Like his arms and chest, it was
shaved free of hair, and so it provided him with a taste of pure
skin and sweat. Angel licked Demons entire shaft and balls
before he even attempted swallow his cock. It wasn't quite as
long as Angels, but it was thicker, and he wasn't sure if he
could swallow it, but he was determined to try. He licked at the
head, paying close attention to the piss slit which had formed
a little puddle of pre-cum. Angel devored it. It's sweet taste
sent tingles along his own cock which was becoming hard once more.
Finally, Angel wrapped his lips around the cockhead. Demon moaned
with animal pleasure and gave a few quick jerks of his hips into
Angels face. Angel gagged slightly.

"Sorry Angel, it just feels so fuckin' good man."

"S'okay Demon. Just startled me a little."

Angel took the throbbing cock in his mouth once more. He tried
to take it all in like Demon had done with him, but everytime
he tried, he would start to gag. So, he switched tactics. He
never imagined that he would put his mouth on another persons
asshole, but when Demon had done it to him, he had almost lost
his mind to the wonderful sensations, so he wanted to return
the favor. He slowly made his way down past Demons balls with
licks and kisses. With his hands, Angel pushed Demons legs up
and open to expose his ass. Demon reached up with his arms
and grabbed his own legs, holding them open up in the air and
tilting his hips forward to open himself up to Angel.

Causiouly, Angel stuck out his tongue and ran it up the crack of
Demons ass. He expected to be grossed out, but was surprised
to find that it excited him instead. The taste was slightly
musky and powerfully sexual. Suddenly Angel dove in face first,
licking and sucking and nibbling at the puckered hole. He
used his hands to open Demons cheeks wider and then he worked
that hole with his tongue. Finally he was able to push his
tongue into the tight ring of muscles. Demon let out a moan of
pleasure and thrust up his hips into Angels face. Taking that
as a sign to continue, Angle started to make love to that
beautiful ass with his tongue. After a moment or so of eating
and sucking the lovely pucker ring Demon moaned again.

"Mmmmmm, oooohh, oh Angel. Oh, fuck me. Oh, put your hard cock
in my ass and fuck me you stud!"

Angels throbbing cock jumped with excitement at those words.
Pre-cum formed up at the tip. Angel pulled his face out from
between Demons ass cheeks and rose up on his knees. He took
carefull aim with his cockhead at the puckered opening, and
then pushed in hard. At first he couldn't get in, then Demon
relaxed his muscles and opened up. Angel slid in to the hilt.
Demon clenched his jaw tight and let out a painfilled growl.

"You okay? Did I hurt you?" Angel asked, frightened he had caused
damage to the naked man beneigh him.

"Yeah. I'm okay." Demon grunted. "Next time, go in slower, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

"Give me a minute to get used to you. That's one big fucking cock
you got there."

Angel grinned sheepishly, then slowly bent forward and kissed
Demon. When he leaned back up, he started to pull out an inch,
then rock in an inch. As his fear that he'd hurt Demon slipped
away, he became aware of the sensations assulting his cock.
Demons ass gripped his shaft tightly with the hot walls of his
guts. The world fell away and there was nothing but the amazing
feelings shooting through his body from his dick. His pumping
in and out of Demon became longer and longer strokes as he slowly
picked up speed. He vaguely became aware that Demon was thrusting
his hips up to meeet him with each motion in until Demon started
shouting commands at him. Then reality hit him.

"Faster! Faster! Fuck me you stud! Plow that ass! Harder! Go, go
go! Oh Fuck me Angel! Fuck me!"

How could any man alive refuse such a wonderful request? Angel
pistioned in and out of Demons ass hard. He pulled all the way
out and then rammed back in to the hilt in a power-fuck that
slammed Demon into the bed and the bed against the wall. The bed
springs shrieked, the walls rattled, and Demon yelled for more.
Angel picked up the tempo and slammed Demon again and again. In
and out, back and forth. Sweat poured off of them both, slicking
their skin.

Demons cock began to pulse and jerk, "Oh god Angel, I'm cumming!
I'm cummmmmmmminnnnnng!" Demon yelled at the top of his voice.
Without even touching his cock, it started to shoot blast after
blast of creamy white cum all over his chest and stomache. His
orgasim caused the muscles in his ass to clamp down on Angels
cock hard, milking it. Angel felt the room start to spin as he
exploded deep within the tight hot guts of his lover. With a wild
yell of animal pleasure and release, he collapsed on top of Demon.

Breathing heavily into Demons shoulder, Angel felt him place a
wet, sucking kiss on the side of his neck, then he heard Demon
whisper, "Oh Baby, your wonderful..." Angel blushed.