Not What He Does

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Cal was a prude, he realized that as he rinsed his mouth. He had been with Ethan for over seven years now, and together they had become like one person. It was strange to feel so close to someone, like he did with Ethan, and yet also, feel so apart. They were like peas in a pod, and yet things seemed distant these days between them. Well more than just days, as he spat out the mouthwash, and looked at his face in the mirror.

He wasn’t ugly, had a crooked nose from a childhood fight that had left him bleeding with a broken nose. However, the eyes were still clear and there was no signs of grey yet. He was certain that any day now, he would show the signs of being ancient. After all, he was just 40, and time was moving fast. Ethan on the other hand was a short redhead, only 26 and still had lots of living to do.

They had met at work, and it had all led from there. He was the supervisor, and Ethan the gopher of the floor, now Cal was a senior level manager, and Ethan ran the floor. Strange how that had all worked out, and it made for interesting office gossip as well, but that never seemed to matter.

Ethan was wild, he liked to be adventuresome, and it had led to some conflict, but it was what made him special too. He loved his zest for life, the way he would dare him to join in the fun, and yet when it came to the bedroom, he wasn’t quite so daring. He didn’t like taking it up the ass, or doing it either as it scared him. Cal never understood that, but went along. He enjoyed the taste of cum while Ethan seemed to be repulsed by it, even though he loved sucking cock.

It had made Cal wonder if it was him, if maybe he wasn’t the type that turned Ethan on enough. They had discussed it, to no avail. The sex hadn’t changed, and in fact seemed to be less and less as time went on. Ethan swore it wasn’t Cal, or that he was becoming less attracted to him. For some reason, Cal believed him too, and thought that maybe it was simply that Ethan was still basically unused to gay sex.

He was still basically a virgin. Still the guy knew how to suck unbelievably good. Man it alone was worth the journey to the bedroom, or on the living room couch. The way Ethan would tease him with his tongue, his hands, and his lips. It was amazing, and Cal knew that he’d be just as good fucking or being fucked. Still, it scared Ethan and all Cal could do was wonder why.

Maybe it was because of the stories he had heard, or maybe it had been a bad experience in his youth, but each time he would move towards Ethan’s rear, to pamper those white cheeks with his attention, Ethan would tense up and squirm, fear very evident.

Cal was at a breaking point. To look at those very white cheeks, the way they would shake as Ethan walked made his dick stiff, his whole body would ache to delve into those perfect orbs of flesh. He really was becoming obsessed with wanting to take their sex to the next level. After all, they shared a house together, worked even in the same office, and spent a lot of time together, whether it was watching television or going out.

Shopping for example, was one of their highlights. It always got Ethan into the mood, and walking down the aisles of any store, Ethan would usually wind up cuddling and showing his affection as well. It made for some interesting stares by others, but Cal didn’t give a damn. It felt good to be loved, and he knew Ethan loved him, he just didn’t want to explore other sexual activities.

Tonight was going to be different. Tonight Ethan was going to experience sex, the way it should be, between two lovers. He had made up his mind the other day, that no more would he just back off, but he was going to force the issue the very next time they crawled into the huge King size bed together. Cal swore to himself, that if this didn’t work, then they would have to seek help, professional help. He needed sex, needed the feel of a hard pole up his ass, or at least be able to satisfy his own urges.

So, he had decided, on his own, that he would be the dominant force this time around. This time he’d satisfy his needs, and not accept Ethan’s fears or protests either. Deep down, he was certain that Ethan wanted to as well, but the fear was too consuming for him to act on those desires.

Looking at his own determination reflected in the mirror, he smiled making his face look less ominous. There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he could feel the excitement in his body too. His cock was already rather stiff, and Ethan was unaware that tonight he’d be initiated into Cal’s world of gay sex. Tonight, Ethan would finally be the lover Cal desired and needed as he left the bathroom, to start the journey.

Entering the bedroom, he saw Ethan sprawled on top of the bed. His short frame still managed to somehow occupy most of the bed, which was always a pain in the winter. The guy knew how to grab the covers and hold onto them. Tonight he’d learn how to spread his legs instead of how to wrap himself up. Cal smiled as he walked closer to the bed, noticing Ethan’s eyes open a bit wider.

Unlike normal times, Cal was stark naked. His cock was pointing at Ethan, who was smiling and yet looked wary. He knew something was up, and not just Cal’s dick. He could see the love too, reflected in Ethan’s dark eyes. Gawd, how he loved the little monster. The way his red hair flowed behind him, just covering the nape of his neck, barely covering his ears.

Instead of just waiting, he reached out and dragged Ethan closer to him, and reached down to undo his pants button. The look of surprise was evident as he quickly stripped him of his pants, throwing them aside. He stood up and stared at the red colored shorts that Ethan had on. There was a small bulge and he could see the outline of his cock underneath. His eyes widened as he saw the pole starting to thicken before him. Licking his lips he kept his eyes staring at Ethan’s crotch, then he leaned over the younger man.

His arms were positioned on either side of the 130 pound young man, his head just hovering over the face. Cal smiled as he bent down and gave Ethan a small kiss on the lips. It was just a peck, and yet as his lips touched Ethan’s, he felt the spark. It wasn’t like normal as he smiled now and lifted himself back up. Ethan was taking his shirt off and with it just on one arm, Cal reached over and took it off totally, again tossing it aside. Once more he bent down, keeping Ethan underneath.

This time he kissed him hard on the mouth, pushing his lips hard into Ethan’s. He didn’t open his mouth but pressed hard. He heard the surprise and felt Ethan’s arms reaching up to hold onto him. Cal’s cock was fully erect and he struggled to not look down, to check out Ethan’s crotch. He pulled his head up a bit, told Ethan how much he loved him and then he stared down, looking down his own naked body. He saw the tent look of Ethan’s shorts and smiled, as he shuffled himself back, and quickly pulled the stretched shorts down the young man’s legs. He didn’t take them off fully, but instead let them rest around Ethan’s knees.

He lowered his head, his arms still on either side of the surprised man. His tongue flicked out at the exposed cock head that had come out from hiding. Ethan’s uncut cock was fully erect and as he let his tongue lick at the head, Cal tasted the first drops of pre cum. It made him tremble a little as he knew this was going to be just the beginning.

His mouth moved over the head, his lips tightening around the head and pushing down, pushing some of the foreskin too. He could taste it all and it was that taste that began to work on his mind. He loved the rich pungent scent that came from his lover’s groin, and he felt his head bopping up and down, as he sucked on the hard thick cock.

It wasn’t a small one either, and he could feel the ache in his ass, as he wondered what it would be like to have that thick pulsing pole buried inside his own ass. He shivered a little as he vowed to himself, that tonight he’d find out. Tonight was going to be a night of many firsts as he lifted his head up, Ethan’s cock glistening from the saliva that coated it. Cal smiled as he moved up now, keeping Ethan beneath him. This time though, he moved further up and straddled his chest with his knees.

He held Ethan tightly as he leaned upwards, his rear sitting on Ethan’s chest. His cock was just under the lower lip as he reached down and stroked it once or twice, then he rubbed it across Ethan’s mouth. He felt the tongue darting out, trying to lick at the hard cock that was being passed back and forth over his mouth. He did that for several seconds, then stopped with the fiery head poised just at the lips.

Leaning forward on one hand, he pushed his cock in, again surprising Ethan. He didn’t wait, as he told his lover to suck his cock, and he drove his hips forward, not giving him a chance to refuse. His cock drove past the lips, past the teeth and was impaled in the mouth before Ethan could say a word. He heard his protest cut off, as his cock slid down into the gullet. It felt strange but he continued to push it in, even when Ethan gagged a couple of times. He began to pull out, then push back in. Ethan slowly began to relax, to take the cock in his mouth. His hands now were holding Cal’s hips tightly. He seemed to suddenly be moving his head in time with the motion of the cock into his mouth. His lips tightened around the hot pole, and Cal could feel the pressure. It was driving him nuts as he continued to face fuck his lover.

Sweat was beginning to bead up on his forehead as he realized he needed to stop. Otherwise he knew he’d shoot his load, and it was too soon for that.  Leaning to one side, he reached over to the night stand. Opening the drawer he pulled out the bowl with Condoms in it, then he pulled out two different sized dildos . Ethan began to squirm but he held him firmly between his legs.

Cal could feel Ethan’s hard cock up against his cheeks, and it only made him ache more than he thought possible. The desire was too much as he grabbed a condom from the pole, and ripped it open with his teeth. He stared down at his lover, his eyes glimmering with the lust that was inside of him. Ethan just stared up at him, saying something over and over again, but Cal didn’t hear him. He was too consumed by his plan, and by the lust that had taken over him.

Reaching back he found Ethan’s hard cock. He gripped it in his fist, and pulled on it, making it shudder. He could feel the eyes boring into his, but he ignored them. Instead he placed the condom on the tip of Ethan’s cock, unrolling it quickly. Cal puffed his chest out, feeling rather proud of himself as he managed to unroll the condom onto Ethan’s cock, while astride of him. He looked down, beaming with his success and licked his lips.

‘Time to fuck hun’ he croaked and raised his ass off of his lover’s stomach. His hand held the hard trembling cock and he moved it, guiding it along his own buttocks, till the head was between his cheeks. He pushed it upwards a bit, then down as he shifted his position. Ethan was rock hard, and that included his whole body. The arms were stiff, as were the legs. Cal ignored it all as he felt the press of Ethan’s cock up against his hole.

It wasn’t how he liked to get fucked, but desperate action needed desperate measures. He felt the head poling, and gritting his teeth, he forced his whole body backwards and down.

The pain lanced upwards and made him cry out as Ethan’s hard pole sliced deep inside of him. He felt it as it travelled up and into his body. His legs contracted, tightening their hold on his lover, as he settled his butt down onto the shivering groin. Cal felt the hairs pricking at his cheeks and he groaned, knowing he had the whole cock buried up into his body. He moved his hips and began to sort of do a circle swaying of his hips. The cock inside reacted by somehow growing even harder. He felt his muscles aching as he ground his butt down even more. The bed groaned, as did Ethan.

It was like a starter gun going off, as Ethan’s low groan became more lively and suddenly the body underneath was alive. Cal raised his hips upwards, and this time, as he began to push down he felt Ethan shoving his dick and body upwards to meet him. He cried out as their bodies crashed together. Ethan’s hard cock was digging into him, deeper and deeper with each thrust and he cried out, enjoying the wild sensations that rolled up and down his insides.

Sweat was dripping off his forehead as he continued to ride the boy beneath him. The hands around his hips now dug deep into the flesh. He felt his bones being pressed by the hard tips of Ethan’s fingers as he rode his cock.

It didn’t take long before his lover was tossing and squirming under him. His head was moving from side to side, and suddenly the hands were pounding against the bed, as the hips continued to rise up and down. He was lost in his own passion as he rode the hard cock. He reached down to grip his own pulsing cock as Ethan continued to push up and meet each single downward thrust by Cal’s body.

The scream startled him, and he felt it inside him. Cal stood rock still, his cheeks clenched tightly as he could feel the cum being released into the condom. The sensation was unexpected, and unbelievable, as Ethan jerked inside of him. The scream was loud and piercing as the boy’s hips were arched upwards, literally lifting Cal up and off the bed. The cock was buried so deep, Cal was sure he could feel it at the base of his throat, even though he knew it wasn’t. The cry continued to echo as the cock shot its load into the condom, and he felt every stream pass up along the buried shaft, and even felt the press of the thin condom as it filled with Ethan’s cream.

It was over as quickly as it had began. He felt the body sinking underneath him. Cal could hear the heavy panting of his lover, and of himself, as he let his body press back down. His hand shook as he reached around, to hold the slowly softening cock and the full condom. He lifted himself off and rolled over, to stare at the glazed eyes of his lover. He could see the lust still there, just as he could feel the fullness in his own body from the hard deep fucking.

His own breath was laboured, as he reached out, to run the back of his hand down the cheeks of his lover. Cal felt the sweat, and saw the look in the eyes changing to one of adoration. It made him smile as he caressed Ethan’s face.

“We just starting hun’ he whispered, which made the eyes widen, and made his smile even wider. Cal felt his cock growing hard again, as he saw the love reflected in the wide open eyes. Ethan’s hand was resting on his side, and it was gently caressing his flesh, by the hips. Cal smiled, knowing that his plan was the right one as he just enjoyed the touch of Ethan’s hands on his body.

Moving In

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

There was no way he could stuff more stuff into the tiny square box of an elevator. He could barely squeeze in himself as he punched the button for the tenth floor of the 12 story apartment building. He could feel the bile in his throat as the doors closed at last. Derek wasn’t one for small confined spaces but this was the last load of his stuff.

As the elevator silently made its way upwards, he smiled. Derek knew that at the end of this journey would be Ryan and that made it all worthwhile. He could feel the excitement building inside as well, as this was his first attempt at something more than a one nighter or a weekend fling. He had been ‘dating’ Ryan for nearly three months now. A record for him, and apparently for Ryan as well.

Hard to believe that no one had snatched him up. Ryan was your typical hard bodied stud. The guy had short brown hair, cut so it was above his ears and tapered at the back. His face was lean and his body was to die for. The guy had more rippling muscles than Derek had ever seen. Yet Ryan never appeared like some of those other workout fanatics. He had his routine, but it didn’t control him like it did others. One more of the many reasons why Derek knew he was in love with him, not just for the sex.

Though that thought made him squirm a bit, because in all honesty, the sex was damn hot. It worried him that maybe now it wouldn’t be, because they would be together so much. Still, even if they only did now and then, it would be worth it. Like this guy knew how to please, whether as a top or bottom. One more reason why he had fallen for him, his versatility.

Despite his reservations, he had agreed quickly at Ryan’s suggestion to move in. The argument of being closer, of not having to drive long distances to be together were nice, but unnecessary. He liked being with Ryan and while he might act like some high school kid with his first big crush, he realized that he truly did enjoy the company. It was like feeling whole when they were together, empty when apart. Ryan apparently felt the same and so here he was, moving in with all his stuff and already he felt the differences.

As the doors opened, there was Ryan, dressed in a pair of faded jeans, and a damn tight black t-shirt. The shirt showed his pecs and Derek could see the erect nipples too. He couldn’t help but smile as he stared at his new lover and roommate.

The words sounded good inside his head as he began to hand Ryan a few boxes, loading him up so to speak. The notion too of loading him up other ways was making it hard for him to concentrate. Course not as hard as it was when he first showed up to move in. Ryan had buzzed him in and when he got up to his new home, there was Ryan, who opened the door while hiding behind it.

Stepping in Derek had been surprised to see a banner on the far wall, welcoming him, but what really made him feel special, was that Ryan was naked. He had answered the door naked, which was okay but Derek couldn’t help but laugh. There was a small pink ribbon with a bow even, tied around a semi hard cock with a card attached as well.

He hadn’t known what to say as the door had closed and he had seen the naked man. Every part of him was screaming to simply reach out and grab him but he held off. Well, at least until Ryan pointed to his dick and the card. The grin on Ryan’s face only made him feel hornier, as he protested that there was too much to do. Course it didn’t work and so he knelt down, to undo the ribbon and read the card.

Obviously that was Ryan’s plan, because as he undid the ribbon, the semi limp cock began to grow before his eyes. He saw the vein thicken and the head become flush with racing blood. The flesh became a darkish purple hue as Derek’s fingers fumbled with undoing the ribbon. That too must have been the plan, as it was all knotted up and it took him considerable effort to undo it.

His hands had no choice but to hold onto the growing cock. He could feel the heat rising too, as he struggled with it. His eyes were fixed on the solid pole that now stuck out at his face. The hands on his shoulder grew firmer as he took the card to read.

It really didn’t say much. It had ‘welcome’ on it, then it had a command on it, to simply look forward. He turned his face and did, out of habit he guessed but it wasn’t habit that made him suddenly cry out. It was the hard cock that came forward, making his eyes widen in surprise. Ryan merely stepped inwards and pushed his hips forward until the fully aroused cock was banging up against Derek’s closed lips.

That situation changed in a hurry as he opened his mouth, to let the hard cock push inwards. He felt Ryan’s hands dig into his shoulder and suddenly he was being face fucked. His own hands reached out to grab at Ryan’s thighs, his own fingers digging deep into the muscles and tissue. He groaned as he relaxed his throat muscle, to allow the pulsing pole to dive deeper.

One of Ryan’s hands reached off his shoulder and held the back of Derek’s head as the hips continued to push in and out, making the cock twist and turn within Derek’s mouth. The taste of salt was prevalent, but it was the steady motion that made Derek cry out. His body had been taken by surprise and was making up for it as he eagerly began to suck on the cock in his mouth. His fingers dug deep and he heard a soft grunt from above him.

His eyes glanced upwards to see Ryan peering down at him. The eyes were sparkling as he watched himself being sucked off. It only seemed to make Derek hornier. His hands now pulled inwards, forcing Ryan to take another step closer. Suddenly Ryan’s cock was being taken deep in Derek’s throat. Their two bodies were close and with each thrust, Derek could smell the scent of his new roommate. The musky scent of sweat mingled with salt made Derek inhale deeply.

It didn’t take long for Ryan to cum either. The hot milk that exploded into Derek’s mouth and throat was a welcome refreshment. He drank it all, despite a gag or two. He was determined to not let any go to waste. The hot milk tasted better than ever before as he let his head lean backwards. The eyes looked up at Ryan who reached down to help him stand up.

His legs were wobbly but as he stood up, he wrapped his hands around the hot naked body and he drew Ryan inwards. Their bodies touched as he leaned forward, his mouth finding Ryan’s own mouth. Derek kissed him and pried the lips open with his tongue, and he let Ryan taste his own cum. The kiss made Ryan reach down for Derek’s ass, the fingers digging into the soft flesh as if to try and rip the pants off. His groin grinded inwards, pushing the spent cock hard into Derek’s own throbbing prick.

It was one hell of a welcome and he loved it. For Ryan to have taken that time, and to give him such a nice introduction to what lay ahead was to say the least, mind boggling. He couldn’t stop thinking of that and with the last of the boxes moved out of the elevator into the apartment, Derek began thinking of ways to show his own appreciation of the new circumstances.

As he stood around the living room, noticing how his boxes were cluttering up the place, he thought about beginning to unpack them, but then the look in Ryan’s face, sort of made him think of opening something else. His eyes narrowed as Ryan bent over a box. Derek admired the well formed butt, and he could feel the effect that view was having on his body. His own cock had yet to have any release, and without any hesitation he reached out and slapped the tightly held cheeks.

The smack echoed in the room and it had taken Ryan by surprise. He turned quickly and then smiled one of those rather sly little grins, the kind that made his nose crinkle upwards, his eyes narrow, and his face just light up with a mischievous look that always made Derek horny. It worked still and in second he had his arms around Ryan, pulling him close to him. He moved backwards a step and suddenly found himself leaning up on the back of the chesterfield.

In a moment of fun, he leaned back even more, holding even tighter to Ryan and let himself fall backwards over the couch. He took Ryan with him as they toppled over onto the couch and he pressed his mouth onto the surprised lips of his new lover. The taste of his mouth, the warmth of his breathe only made him sweat as he reached down and around, to cup the firm package. He could feel Ryan’s own excitement as he groped and felt the hard flesh under his hand. His fingers dug in and somehow he found the button and zipper and undid them both.

The hard kiss they were locked in broke apart and for a second they stared into each other’s eyes. He could see the love reflecting in the eyes and then their desire took over. Ryan undid Derek’s pants and with some struggling both men now lay on the couch, Ryan on top, with only their underwear on. Derek’s shirt was open while Ryan’s was thrown somewhere on top of some stacked boxes. The touch of their bare skin made him ache in a way he hadn’t really felt before. He wanted him and without delay as he pulled at the shorts Ryan was wearing.

His fingers dug in past the elastic waistband. He wanted it and started to moan a little. His lust was overpowering as he squirmed to wiggle out of his own shorts. He wanted to feel Ryan’s hands groping him too, and in seconds they were both naked kissing each other like they had just found each other. The passion rose as he felt sweat beading up on his forehead. Ryan’s hands were all over his body now, touching and making him quiver with anticipation.

Their antics finally made them fall off the couch with a loud thud, that startled them both. It hurt too but he didn’t care as he laughed and then reached up to kiss Ryan fully on the lips. At the same time he spread his legs so Ryan’s hard body could rest between the open legs. It was all he needed to do as Ryan just kissed him back, harder and with obvious urgency. His one hand leapt from the side to grab at the hard cock and in seconds Derek was panting as he felt the hard pull of Ryan’s hand.

‘Yes, oh Yes’ he mumbled as suddenly the hand moved down beneath his throbbing cock to wedge itself between his cheeks. He felt the hard finger as it moved down the crack towards his hole and as it reached the tip of his hole, he moved upwards, signalling his need.

Ryan’s finger probed inwards, meeting the upward thrust and dug deep and without any pretext. It stung a bit as the finger went in, and Ryan moved it around, making Derek moan loudly. He was out of breath as suddenly the finger came out and then Ryan began to slide down the aching body. His mouth touching and biting at his nipples, then down his head went, his tongue kissing and licking at the sweat stained belly.

It moved down and kissed his belly button, then circled the hard cock shaft, tasting him and he groaned louder now. His hands struck the floor as he tried to grab onto something as the waves of pleasure rolled up inside his body. His hips arched upwards as Ryan’s mouth moved down and let his cock slide past the cheeks. The tongue licked out and made Derek quiver, as it moved quickly past and suddenly his balls were being sucked. First one then the other and then back again and for several minutes he moaned and squirmed around as Ryan sucked them.

Ryan’s head suddenly was pushing within his thighs, moving his dripping balls out of the way. The tongue now reached down and under, licking him and then moving towards the valley of his tender flesh, between his now shaking butt cheeks. Derek couldn’t believe the feelings the raspy tongue was generating nor that Ryan was actually going to lick him there. He had never once tried that before and yet now it seemed like he couldn’t wait.

The tip of the tongue twirled around his pink hole, making him ache even more in anticipation. His body was tensed as he felt the hands pushing hard on the inside of his cheeks. He had his legs up and open, urging Ryan to move in and taste all of him. He didn’t have long to wait either as suddenly a wave of nothing but pleasure came roaring into his body.

The tongue pierced his hope, digging into the softness of his insides and he groaned loudly. His head rolled from side to side as he felt the tip of that curled tongue dig into him, making him squirm as he felt the blood rushing from his extremities towards his own pulsing cock. His one hand brushed lightly over Ryan’s head and then grasped his own pole.

Two or three strokes was all it took. He didn’t know which had made him lose it first, the hot swirling feel of Ryan’s tongue digging his ass or his sweaty hands pumping his aching cock. Either way he shook hard as his body unloaded its milk. The hot stream of cum splashed across his belly and upwards towards his neck. He felt the hot sting of a thousand needles as the stream splattered across his chest.

Crying out he felt his hands fall to his side and his legs grow numb. They collapsed and began to edge outwards and away as his body just jerked and shot its milk. His cock felt totally spent and yet all he could do was gulp for air, desperate to regain his control.

The feelings were raging inside as he looked down his body. There was Ryan, his head resting on the inside of Derek’s left thigh. He could see the satisfied smile on his face too as their eyes locked onto each other. Ryan looked at him, with those puppy dog eyes and Derek knew that somehow this was a just warm up to later. He smiled back, watching his chest heave up and down still, and saw that evil smirk cross Ryan’s face once more.

He hadn’t gotten one box unpacked, but it didn’t seem to matter. Derek realized he had all the time in the world to unpack, right now he was being entertained by the welcome wagon, or whatever you called it. He just enjoyed the warmth he felt inside, not from all that had happened, but from knowing that this was only a beginning for him and Ryan.

Morning Coffee

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Ron had tried them all, or so it seemed as he sipped at his morning coffee, staring over the busy front counter. He had settled on this one for his morning outing simply because the scenery was the best. The food wasn’t any better than the others, just as bland, and tasteless, but at least here they had men working, not just pimply faced kids working for party cash.

There was a time when even he had stood behind those silver counters, doling out the wax wrapped packages that passed for food. He shuddered recalling how unpleasant the time spent working had been, and how the food hadn’t improved one bit. Hell in fact it seemed to have gotten worse, if that was possible. Crap was crap but this stuff barely went down his throat without some tepid coffee to wash it down. Now, if say Jason over there was to maybe put something else down his throat, he wouldn’t need the coffee.

Thinking of doing the tall brunette made him smile. There was no doubt he had lucked out in finding this particular restaurant. They had Jason who was a 19 year old College student studying of all things, Political Science. Then there was Colin, the 20 year old carpenter apprentice. Now while he had a decent body, he could be a bit dour, but fuck, when he smiled it was like the heavens had opened up to let the sun shine. The guy had that nice of a grin, only trouble was he rarely smiled these days.

Looking around while mindlessly munching on his breakfast fare, he congratulated himself on finding this place. In the back there was Troy and Trevor that always gave him a bit of ache in his groin. Troy was just 18 while Trevor was 22 and both were slender looking blondes with straggly hair. They were always yelling back and forth, and Ron enjoyed the southern accent lilt to their voices. It made him think of his time spent in Georgia. All those southern boys, in jeans and with that sunny look and drawl. Too bad his stay hadn’t been long enough to have more memories, but then he did at least have some.

It was nice to start off each day with a feast for his eyes. He liked this particular outlet because they did table service for regulars, and there was nothing like having Jason or Colin coming up and clearing his table, or just smiling at him. He rather thought Jason was approachable, but it seemed that Colin spent more time bussing the tables.

Jason was always bending over. The way his bum fit those black dress pants was impressive. It made him want to see just how firm those cheeks were, and he usually found his hand straying down to his crotch, to adjust his own dick. Just thinking of Jason was arousing to him, but he had to admit, Colin had a nice ass worth fantasizing about.

It hadn’t take them long either, Jason or Colin, to see he was a regular. They would always stop by and say hello, Jason always with a hug grin. Colin at times, and it made Ron feel rather special, one more reason for coming here. Sure as hell wasn’t for the warmed over food. Though he had been noticing that his breakfast was becoming warmer the more he stopped by. Wish they would warm up something more than his eggs he thought as he watched Colin making his morning round.

He put his coffee cup down, and watched him making his way towards his own table. Ron always chose the one furthest away, simply because it gave him a great view of the place, plus he could watch the young men as they came towards him. He did enjoy that, even though he wished he was watching them come up his pathway or going down his hallway to his bedroom.

Still, seeing them move around, bending over, talking to people, was certainly helping his mornings get off to a good start. If only he had the guts to go beyond the banal talk. If he could just get a glimmer of interest, maybe he might trot out one of his lines, but so far no one had given him the openings.

As Colin approached he kept wondering what it was about him that made Ron keep staring at him. He was the least personable of all the staff, and yet it was that taciturn attitude that maybe made him more interesting. He rarely gave out any personal information, unlike the other chatter boxes. Still, there was something about him that made Ron a bit more excited than when it was Jason or the others.

Colin seemed in a hurry this morning, and Ron frowned. He rather enjoyed trying to get the young man to speak more, to dawdle at his table. He had the coffee pot in his hand and Ron quickly drained his cup. It would at least give Colin an excuse to speak to him, and for him to listen to the sound of his voice. Ron could listen to Colin talk all day. His voice matched his smile, in that it was clear, and lilting in a way that always got him feeling good.

It wasn’t just that it made him horny either. There was more to Colin than that, or so it seemed. He sure wished he could find that out for himself though. Colin approached and Ron felt a bit nervous. There was something different this morning, and he stared thoughtfully as Colin came closer. The way he moved seemed tense, almost as if he was on edge. He kept glancing over his shoulder as well, and Ron followed his stare towards the front, where Jason stood.

He noticed how Jason seemed to be watching Colin. There was a strange look in his eyes as well. In some ways Jason looked disgusted with Colin and yet couldn’t seem to stop staring at him, or at least watching him as he moved among the customers. Some it seemed had noticed too, and they quickly buried their heads in the complimentary newspapers they all had. Just like him and he wondered what was going on as finally Colin was there, standing in front of him, blocking his view of Jason.

‘More Coffee?’

Ron looked up and was surprised. Colin seemed to be nearly in tears and his voice had a strange rasp to it. He nodded and pushed the cup closer so Colin could fill it. He watched as the cup was filled, realizing there wasn’t enough in Colin’s pot to fill it even half. He was rather surprised at that and was about to say something, when Colin noticed.

‘Damn, sorry, uh, I’ll take that and get you some fresh’

Before Ron could even utter a thanks, the cup and saucer was whisked away and Colin was half way back towards the counter. Jason was there, a look of displeasure across his face. It was a sight Ron hadn’t seen before.

The man sitting at the table next to his, suddenly leaned over to whisper to him. Ron didn’t know him well, and he always seemed to come in later than the others. He had just come back from the front and as he spoke softly, Ron suddenly turned to stare back at the counter. The man, it seems, had overheard Jason talking to Trevor. Gist of what he had heard was that Jason had caught Colin paying more attention to him than in dressing, so he didn’t expect Colin to be working here much longer. He didn’t elaborate either, though it was obvious. Seemed Jason was also telling the others, who weren’t exactly pleased at the news. Ron realized why he was perhaps more attracted to Colin. His gaydar had been trying to tell him.

He sat back, trying to digest the gossip as Colin came back, with a fresh cup and saucer as well as a full coffee pot.  Silently he filled up the cup and pushed it over towards Ron. His mind was obviously elsewhere as Ron asked him about cream and sugar. The expression on Colin’s face when he asked for the cream made him start. The pained expression and sudden anger seemed so unnatural to Colin, that it shocked Ron.

‘Huh? Oh, sorry, I forgot them, I’ll go back and bring you some. Two sugar right?’

Ron saw how unhappy Colin was. He could sense that he didn’t want to go back. Besides, he could feel Jason staring at Colin, and sort of shared the uncomfortable feeling that had to be tormenting Colin.

‘Never mind, I can do without it, uh, you aren’t your normal self today, everything all right?’

It was a risk, but he did feel sorry for the young man. He wished he could think of something witty to say, to let Colin know that he knew, that it was okay. He also wished he could just take the young man into his arms and give him a real big hug.

‘Guess so, sorry, I can get you the cream and sugar, no big deal’

‘No, it’s okay, you sure you okay though? You seem upset’

Colin just stared at him. His eyes were bit bigger than normal, more open, and you could almost see the welling up at tears behind them too. It made Ron’s heart ache and he really wished he could just get up and hug the kid, then take him away from the source of his trouble.

‘I quit’

Ron almost didn’t hear the words. He leaned forward and saw that indeed, Colin was near tears. He saw the lower lip trembling. The face was scrunched up as the young man tried to fight off the sorrow.

‘Well, I am sorry for that, I will miss seeing you every morning. Uh, you have another job lined up?’

‘No, not sure what I am gonna do yet. Uh, thanks. I’ll miss seeing everyone’

‘You thinking of another restaurant? Or maybe something else?’

‘Don’t know, haven’t thought about it, but whatever comes up I suppose, can’t afford to not be working’

It was how he sounded that made his heart wrench. The obvious worry, fear, was clearly eating at Colin, and all the time he could feel Jason glaring at him. Damn, why did kids have to be so cruel he thought, when it hit him. Maybe he had a solution.

‘There is an opening for a mail guy in my office, pay isn’t great, but it is something to tide you over, maybe?’

Colin acted like he didn’t hear Ron, then he looked up and Ron saw the tear streaks. He turned away, not wanting to embarrass the young man further.

‘Think I’d have a chance? I mean… am I qualified?’

‘You just go around delivering and picking up the parcels from the secretaries. Pay isn’t great, it’s a $1 above minimum but its not hard work. If you want it, I think I can swing it for you’

‘Really? You some management type or something?’

‘You could say that. You interested? I mean it isn’t very exciting work’

‘I am, uh, where do I go to apply?’

‘The office is in the Legacy Towers, downtown, you know it?’

‘Yeah, Can I go there today and apply?’

‘Sure, uh, when are you off here?’

Ron watched as Colin turned to look back at Jason. He could see the angry look that was directed at Colin as well. He saw Colin square his shoulders, and there was a defiant look in his eyes suddenly. The fear seemed to have been pushed aside for a minute as he turned back to Ron.

‘I finish soon as I go back, and get changed.’

‘Well, why not meet me out front, I can drive you down and see that you get the right papers to fill out’

‘Cool, but why? I mean, you don’t know me, I might be a rotten worker or something’

‘I doubt it, I have seen you work here, and why? I guess because I hate intolerance’

Risky saying that, but he wanted Colin to know he wasn’t alone. He didn’t know how else to put it, and as he said it, he saw the eyes grow a bit wider, then narrow as Colin stared at him. You could almost see the wheels turning in his head as he thought about it. Tears were once more near the surface but Colin was fighting them back.

‘I won’t be long, out front in 5?’

Ron merely nodded, as he felt a small smile cross his lips. Suddenly Colin’s face broke out into a huge grin, and Ron felt like summer had just announced its arrival. He could feel the warmth even as Colin had already turned and headed back. His eyes watched as Jason spoke to him, then shrugged his shoulders and stare over at Ron. The anger was still there, but the expression was more thoughtful as Colin disappeared into the back.

Jason approached Ron and stood there for a second before speaking. His mouth was tight lipped as you could see he was still angry with Colin.

‘You offer Colin a job?’

‘Yes, not that it is your concern’

‘He’s queer’

‘So?’

‘You really want that type working for you?’

‘Sure, why not?’

‘He’s Queer’

Ron stood up, and reached into his pocket. He dropped a dollar bill on the table and looked up at Jason. He could see that Jason was confused. He didn’t understand how Ron could not care that Colin was Gay. He smiled to himself as he stared at Jason, wondering what it was he had ever seen in the young man.

‘Yeah but he won’t be burning any crosses in my front yard’

Ron tossed the paper down and walked out. As he left he could hear the man who had been sitting next to him chuckle, and also stand up. He didn’t look back until he got to his car, and unlocked the door. As he did he noticed that a few of the regulars, were all heading away from the restaurant. Jason was still standing there, by the now empty tables. It felt good as he started the car up, and waited.

He didn’t have long to wait as he saw Colin approached the parking area. He honked the horn and waved when Colin turned towards the sound. Colin seemed to hesitate then came forward but instead of heading to the passenger side, he came to the driver’s window and leaned down.

‘Uh, saw Jason heading over to talk to you, uh, you still think I have a chance at that mail guy job?”

Ron could tell that he was terrified. The eyes were searching his as he turned away briefly, to see Jason at the front window, staring outwards. He turned back to Colin.

‘Screw the bugger, get in. Sooner you fill out the papers, sooner you can start, okay with you?’

The smile was even wider than before and Ron felt his body quiver a little. It too enjoyed seeing him happy and as Colin got in, he backed the car out, and headed towards the on ramp to head into town. He began to whistle as he gunned the car into the lane, and got up to speed.

‘What did he say?’

‘Does it matter?’

‘Kind of’

‘He said you were Queer’

There was silence in the car as they sped along the freeway. Traffic wasn’t all that heavy but Ron concentrated, not wanting to look at Colin. His heart was thumbing a bit out of nervousness. It was now out in the open, and he wondered where it would lead to.

As Ron finally wheeled his car into the parking spot in the underground garage, he finally had the nerve to look over at Colin. No stolen glances, and with the car off, he wondered what was going through Colin’s mind. He had been very quiet since he had found out what Jason had said, but hadn’t seem all that surprised. If anything, he seemed more hurt than anything. Maybe he had had a crush on Jason?

Ron simply didn’t know what to say. He wanted to let Colin know that it was okay, that being who he was wasn’t a problem nor did he want him to think he was under some kind of obligation either. Hell, that was the last thing he wanted Colin to think. Yet he didn’t know how to tell him, and yet also tell him that he did want him.

He felt lost himself as he looked at the young man. He was attractive and yet, vulnerable. It wasn’t something he wanted to take advantage of, but damn he couldn’t help wanting him. Maybe he did in some way want to make him feel obligated, but the thought turned his stomach.

Looking directly at Colin, he knew he had to tell him. There was no way he could take him up to the office and not tell him. It wasn’t fair or right even as he tried to find the words to explain it, and to ease his own fears.

‘Colin, uh, before we go up, we should talk’

Colin seemed to sigh a little and then finally turned away from the window and looked straight into Ron’s face. Ron could see the fear and also resignation. It made Ron quiver a little, and the urge to want to hug the younger man was almost unbearable.

‘I figured’

‘Figured? What did you figure?’

‘There would be strings’

‘NO… no, no strings, that’s what I want to talk to you about. I mean I suppose you might think there are, that maybe I am some old geezer who is looking for a tumble, or something. Truth is, I am attracted to you. Hell, more than attracted. And yeah, I do want to maybe get to know you, in that way, but that’s for you to also want. I mean, if you are uninterested in me that way, I can live with it, and it has nothing, I repeat, nothing to do with the job either. I own this company, I don’t hire people for sex, it isn’t smart, it isn’t safe. I worked too hard for this business, I won’t risk it for a piece of ass. So no, there are no strings attached, the job is yours.’

‘Really? Then uh, what did you want to talk about?’

‘Just that, and to say I am interested in you, socially I guess is the polite word. I am not going to lie, I have enjoyed watching you at the restaurant, it sort of, well, it gets me hot, if you know what I mean’

‘I do, so how come you never said anything?’

‘I don’t know, didn’t have the guts I guess’

‘I like you too’

‘Really? You didn’t say anything.’

‘Sucks doesn’t it? Not being able to say what we want’

‘It does… so, what should we do about it, our uh, our liking of each other?’

Colin reached over, and took his hands to hold Ron’s face. He moved his head closer and kissed him squarely on the mouth. His lips crushed into Ron’s and Ron felt his body shake. It was like being on fire, the heat was unbearable, and the sudden pain in his groin was amazing as he felt the moist lips on his own. He moaned as his own hands moved to hold the younger man’s body.

He could feel the shaking in Colin’s frame as they kissed. His mouth opened to feel the hot raspy tip of Colin’s tongue dart inwards to taste him. He felt the warmth as his heart raced and they embraced each other tighter. His hands were moving up and down the sides. The feel of hot flesh under the shirt only made him ache more as he felt his own tongue playing with Colin’s.

One of the hands that had held his face now moved down and suddenly he felt the pressure of urgent fingers probing at his crotch. He couldn’t believe how good it felt either as he twisted his body around, to let the hand have more room to search, to prod. His whole body was shaking as a soft moan came from the mouth still pressed to his.

The car seemed awfully hot as he let his own hand move across from the side to caress the slightly shaking stomach. His hand could feel the muscles tighten. Colin moved his body closer, along the bench seat and his knee kicked the ashtray. The noise made him start but he didn’t care as he leaned forward to meet Colin.

Colin seemed more adapt at this. His body was twisted so that Ron could feel down, and he did. He reached down to find a throbbing pole stretching the tight fitting pants. He gulped for air as he felt the exhilaration racing up and down his spine. To touch that, to know it was possible was nearly too much. He gulped for air as suddenly he felt his pants being stretched.

As he tried to twist his own body into a better position, he felt Colin’s fingers pulling at his waistband. Then he felt the hand reaching past and resting briefly against his own taut belly. The hot flesh touching his skin made him groin as the hand began to inch forward more. It was driving him nuts. He reached down with one hand, and undid the pants button. The extra room allowed Colin to reach all the way down and grab hold of his aching cock.

He cried out as he felt the fingers wrapping around his aroused cock. He could feel his body tense and then shake as the hand moved along the shaft. His cock was unable to move, trapped by the underwear and pants. Ron tried to shift position but couldn’t as he felt the hand reaching around, holding him.

It was all he had dreamed about, as he cried out and felt the hot breathe being pumped into his mouth from Colin. Colin’s lips were pressed even tighter on his mouth, making him grimace a little. His own hand couldn’t find the top of Colin’s pants and he gave up, as the feeling between his own legs was too much.

His body hadn’t expected this amazing assault. It was in shock and he had no control as he felt the hand move along his cock. It was wrapped tightly, and there was barely any room to move, yet Colin somehow managed to push and pull on the throbbing penis. Ron let his head move backwards, his eyes firmly shut as he tried to capture control over the raging emotions that were running through his whole body.

He cried out loudly. The sound echoed in the car as he lost his battle for control. He could feel his balls emptying their cream as the last echo of his moans drifted away. He could hear Colin panting, his breathe also growing rapid and shallow as his whole groin seemed to suddenly quiver and shake.

Ron’s hips pulled back and then shot forward hard. He had lost it and could feel the cock shuddering, still in Colin’s tight grip. He felt the hot liquid begin to shoot out, to soak his shorts and pants even as he let loose an amazing amount of jizz. It startled him and yet the ache didn’t seem to disappear. He felt his legs stiffen, despite their awkward position. The toes were numb and his hand were clenched. One on the steering wheel, his knuckles white while the other was an equally pallid color, as they were gripping the top of the seat.

A loud shout came from his lips, as he pulled his head back. His body had given in to the pleasure and he felt himself shuddering all over. The hand held his cock tightly, letting his milk coat the young flesh that held him. He could feel it trying to get away, to rear back and soon he felt another explosion, as he let out a loud animal like groan. His body had spent itself and he felt the blood rushing back to his limbs. His head was dizzy as he felt the glass of the door window pressing on the back of his head.

A light press of lips on his made him open his eyes. He could feel Colin’s body on top of his, and as he stared out, he saw the boy’s eyes staring at him. He saw a desire too, and he felt like he had just won a lottery. There were a lot of wild thoughts in his mind as Colin leaned back, taking his weight off of Ron.

‘I live on my own, I have a double bed’

Ron stared at him, and smiled. It was all he wanted to hear as he just grinned from ear to ear, while buttoning his pants back up. The ache in his groin was a little bit easier as he let his hand run down Colin’s chest towards his own crotch.

‘I live on my own too, but I have a king sized bed’

Colin just smiled that smile.