Chapter 48: 48 Poetry of this Dark Room
Why did Damian have to come here and only make things worse? Why hadn't he given Rafał time to cool down, to come to grips with his heart and body, only to stimulate the flame that was now consuming all of Rafał?
“Rafał, we haven't known each other long, but I already consider you my friend," Radosz announced. “I am really full of sympathy towards you. I really want us to be true friends, where we can trust each other with everything. That's why I want everything to be made clear between us too. Your kiss... it was magical. It triggered something unknown and pleasant in me. But I understand that in your situation you may have felt discomfort. I understand...”
“Not at all!” denied Brylski hotly. “On the contrary, I really felt... I felt...”
“Good?”
Rafał did not have the courage or strength to answer. He only nodded shyly.
Damian didn't take offense at him, didn't blame him for Rafał invading his intimate space. He should have done it. He should have been mad at Brylski, but he wasn't. Why? How was Rafał supposed to understand that?
“Do you...” Brylski asked shyly. “Have you any experience in kissing men before?”
“None” admitted Radosz. “Today, you were the first. Maybe that is why...”
“That's why what?”
“That's why I can't stop thinking about it. I know I shouldn't because of you, but still...”
“You think like that... about me?” Rafał's heart was beating so fast and so hard, as if it wanted to announce its existence to the whole world.
“Sorry, I really shouldn't, but...”
“I... too...” Rafał admitted and felt that in a moment his heart would really burst out of his chest.
“Really?” Damian was happy, which surprised the young actor. “Do you really think of me that way?”
Radosz's hand touched Rafał's cheek and a shiver ran through Brylski's body and a quiet moan of resignation escaped his lips.
There was too much, far too much tension and emotion in him. If he didn't give them some outlet, his body wouldn't be able to handle it.
Rafał will regret this, for sure, but he must kiss Damian again...
He didn't make it.
Radosz kissed him first.
Damian's mouth was greedy and strong, full of a passion unknown to Rafał. Brylski moaned again and, feeling his knees buckling under him, embraced Radosz's neck. Damian put his arms around his back.
It was wet, but despite the chill of the evening, it was unearthly hot. Rafał felt like his clothes would ignite on him in a moment, like his skin would turn to flame. His body was filled with a desire and passion that he had never experienced before in his life.
Damian didn't let Rafał out of his embrace. Even when his legs gave way under Brylski, when his body began to melt, Damian took him in his embrace and carried him to the hotel bed.
Rafał's mind suddenly became empty.
He couldn't think, he didn't want to think, he just wanted to... feel.
“Ah...!” he sighed when he felt the pressure of the other body on his lying body. The closeness that Brylski was experiencing stunned him, threw him out of reality. For could what he had just experienced be reality?
A touch so soft, as if touched by the feathers of an angel. A touch so tender, like a caress coming straight from the heart. His body trembled, his mind trembled, and his soul trembled...
Rafał didn't know what was happening to him. He didn't understand it, he didn't want to understand it, he just wanted Damian to give him more, more and more of this previously unknown pleasure. The flame was so vast inside him that probably nothing could quench it.
“Ah... ah...!” gasped Rafał, struggling to take a breath. His eyes filled with tears.
“Do you want me to stop?” Damian asked softly and tenderly. His voice was like a healing balsam in Brylski's heart.
“No” he answered quietly.
“But your eyes...”
“Be quiet, it's nothing. It's... Oh...!”
It felt so good, so unbelievably good to be in those tender and strong arms, under the hot touch of fingertips and lips. How good, as if Rafał had suddenly moved to another world.
“How far do you want us to go?” Damian asked suddenly. His voice was warm and soft.
Rafał concentrated. So he was supposed to make the decision? He didn't want to! He was afraid and wanted at the same time. His heart was chaos, his mind was a blank. How could he make any decision?
“As far as you feel like it” he answered. “I trust you.”
“And I want you. All of you. All of you... for me...”
So slowly, not to spoil the atmosphere and not to shock his inexperienced body, Damian went further and further... And when Rafał's screams of surprise, pleasure and pain tore through his mouth, he silenced him with the tenderest kiss possible.
Rafał embraced his neck again and with his hot breath panted into his ear until they both experienced the blessing of fulfilling oneness.
***
Rafal sat with his back turned to the window and his face against the wall. Lying in his bed, Damian had a perfect view of the line of his back, shoulders and neck. And to that place where the spine ends and the softness of the lower body begins. It was an incredibly beautiful sight that satiated Damian's eyes and heart with an almost aesthetic and almost spiritual satisfaction.
Brylski moved, slowly, sluggishly, probably feeling the effects of what they had done some time ago, and reached for the T-shirt lying nearby. It was not cold, yet he covered his body with it. There was some embarrassment and shyness in his movements. At this sight, the excited ponies snorted joyfully in Radosz's heart.
God! Rafał was just... stunning. His shyness, his embarrassment - like a young, innocent girl who had just lost her white flower and didn't dare to look into the eyes of the man who had caused it.
Well, yes, Rafał, as an asexual man, probably hadn't had many experiences. Or maybe he hadn't even had any yet and Damian was... the first?
“It was your first time, wasn't it?” Damian asked tenderly, although the thought made it hard for him to catch his breath. To be the first erotic experience in the life of such a beautiful man? The thought was extremely stimulating! “I don't mean with a man, a first at all.”
Rafał was too embarrassed to answer. Even in this light, Damian could see how reddened he was, how shyly he looked away.
Beautiful! Rafał was just wonderfully, infinitely beautiful, like a masterpiece. Nature, in shaping him, must have been in an exceptionally good mood, full of joyful elation. Slim shoulders, a long neck with hair in the colors of the morning sun, a back as if from the hands of the most talented sculptor...
“You really are beautiful," Radosz announced. He should have said more beautiful words to Rafał, but stunned by the wonderfulness of this night, he could hardly say even those. “I never thought that a man's body could be so wonderfully... exciting.”
Soft, luscious, aromatic and... exciting. No doubt tempting like the most wonderful fruit of paradise.
Brylski slightly turned his head towards him and Damian noticed that his eyes reacted positively to the compliment. Green eyes, like a spring meadow, as beautiful, as cheerful as nature awakening to life, but also a little bit uncertain and frightened. A meadow on which one could see luscious dewdrops - tiny, innocent tears.
Tears!
Terror pierced Radosz's heart like the lance of a rushing knight. But had Damian in his passion caused him too much pain? Had he hurt him physically or mentally?
Radosz was about to ask, but he remembered that Brylski's eyes had this strange quality. And besides...
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