Truth, Dare and Demons

Dante was the first to stir, Nero had slept soundly once the beer and panic had worn off. The light glow from Nero’s hand was evident on the other side of the bed and he sat up slowly as his eyes adjusted, he suddenly grinned, thinking about how useful a glow in the dark hand would be for a good honest wank, of course it was probably shit if you were trying to hide what you were doing.

Nero rolled over on to his back and Dante watched him snooze, if he was honest he wasn’t gay as such, he just didn’t care what sex someone was but Nero was cute and tempting. Nero was also half-erect thanks to the usual morning issues facing most men. Dante’s eyes wandered down over his body and to the bulge in the younger hunter’s boxers. Not bad…

Dante headed over to the bathroom, thinking about Nero’s question again and then decided without just acting on it Nero was never going to get the balls to have at him. Dante showered up and came out in a towel; he wasn’t even remotely shameful and gave himself a bit of a fluffing before sliding on the bed over the half-sleeping Nero.

“Greetings punk.” Dante smirked, watching Nero’s reaction as he opened his eyes and came fact to face with Dante. “You got a little morning glory going on. Well afternoon now…”

“Dante…” Nero looked at him, cheeks red again which only served to make Dante more amused. “It’s… a natural thing, every… oh gods you’re huge!” Nero gasped spotting the rock solid erection under his towel.

“Get your hand on it, have a good old feel.” Dante snickered; he moved Nero’s hand and pushed it up under the towel. Nero, to his credit, instead of freaking out just left his hand on his thigh and looked at him. “Oh come on you’re nosy embrace it.”

Nero sighed; it was a half-defeat really in that he had admitted to himself he was curious at the very least. Dante didn’t move and left Nero to decide, it was a fairly painful silence before Nero’s hand traced up to his balls and then over to the heated shaft, Nero bit his lip nervously as his fingers traced around the prominent veins and then curled around his shaft.

Nero’s own length was also responding and Dante leant over to Nero a little more and kissed him. Nero jerked a little in response, he went to move his hand back but Dante had other ideas now it was in position. He put his own hand over Nero’s and started to stroke, Nero tried to pull back again but Dante’s kiss continued and after a moment of struggling he stopped and let the older man take control for him.

Dante’s mouth was soft, warm and inviting so Nero let his concerns go and kissed him back. It was a different feel to Kyrie’s soft lush lips but not at all off-putting, he kissed back more at ease and let Dante’s tongue invade his mouth, all the while aware that his hand was working along the raw shaft of Dante’s impressive cock. Dante moved his hand away after a short while when it was clear Nero’s protests had ceased and enjoyed the feeling of someone else manipulating him at a firm and steady pace.

Dante decided that it wasn’t really fair to leave Nero’s erection out of it and slid his hand into the soft material of his boxers. Nero groaned, he didn’t really have an argument to stop Dante at this stage, especially when his tip was brushed by Dante’s thumb. Nero jerked a little, he was pretty sensitive to touch and Dante smeared the pre-cum around the tip and head before gripping his cock and starting to stroke.

“Mmm fuck good.” Nero muttered against the son of Sparda’s lips as they kissed and touched each other. His balls already felt heavy with a need to cum and the manipulation from his partner was causing a tight knot in his stomach. “Dante…” He groaned out his name as he got closer.

“Don’t hold back on me.” Dante smirked against his lips, the blue eyes challenging Nero as he looked back at him. As if to reiterate his point he moved Nero’s boxers down lower and sped up the movements, stroking and teasing over his flesh.

Nero gritted his teeth as he came, white hot fluid splashed liberally across Dante’s chest and his cock throbbed in the others man’s hand. His own hand that had been working over Dante’s immense length stopped for a moment, then tightened before he began to try and bring him to climax too.

Dante didn’t hold back from it, his hips swayed as he pushed his cock into Nero’s grip. Nero groaned, he was that damned wide he only just got his fingers and thumb to touch one another, Dante was fucking big and hot, Nero’s own spent cock still stirred a little however just wondering how wet he could get a woman with that thing. It was evident that the sword was not anything to do with compensation.

“Ah yeah.” Dante muttered through gritted teeth when he finally splashed hot cum over Nero’s hand and shirt underneath him. “Now that’s a morning wake up.” Dante chuckled and kissed his nose before cleaning up with the damp towel and getting dressed, leaving Nero on the bed spent and quite confused.

“Good morning?” Nero whispered as Dante headed down to the office.