DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional. It features Older gay men involved in sexual acts. If that is not to your liking please feel free to stop reading now. The characters of Jim Brass and Gil Grissom are fictional characters of the television show CSI and all rights are owned by Jerry Bruckheimer and CBS Studios.
The next few days passed in a flurry for Grissom, who was still working on a developing case. In fact, he'd not been back to the office since Monday and spent almost all his time at the scenes of what now appeared to be some sort of serial killer. He'd had to gather so much forensic evidence that now the labs would be backed up, so hopes of getting his personal analysis done weren't likely until sometime next week. Oddly, though, it wasn't troubling to him at all. He'd barely had the energy on arriving home to make it up to his bed before he collapsed of exhaustion.
He spent most of his time on Friday doing lab work, which was sufficiently repetitive that he was able to clear his mind and think of more plans for his next encounter with Brass. He wasn't surprised that Brass hadn't stopped by...the spanking he'd delivered had obviously taken its toll on his body. He'd noticed Brass moving around very gingerly around the office, and overheard him saying to a colleague that'd fallen and bruised his buttocks.
He left work around 5:30 and picked up a bottle of wine as well as some Chinese food from a local takeout place...enough for two. It was inevitable, he thought, that Brass would make an appearance tonight since they both had off Saturdays. Perhaps if things went well he might even invite Brass to spend the night, wouldn't that be interesting? He had just arrived home and heard the phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hi Grissom, it's Brass...I thought maybe I could stop by and discuss some things with you?"
"Sure, I'm available anytime you want to stop by, just come right in."
He hung up the phone and went to get some glasses for the wine. He had barely made it to the cabinet when the door opened and Brass came in. Was he still waiting outside in his car the whole time? That was a little weird, but Grissom was pleased to see him nevertheless. Brass removed his navy blue suit jacket and loosened his tie and stepped into the kitchen. They embraced briefly, followed by a kiss and Grissom showed Brass to the table. Brass sat down and helped himself to some noodles. Grissom meanwhile busied himself with pouring the wine...not forgetting to add one his special anti-inhibitor pills to Brass's drink.
They had a nice quiet dinner, chit chatting, but not really discussing the building sexual tension and the inevitable release of it later. They moved to the couch with the wine, cuddling and drinking until the bottle was empty. They both felt unbelievably satisfied with their current state and were reluctant to move, even to go downstairs for sex, as much as they both wanted to.
Brass made the first move, lightly kissing the side of Grissom's face and neck as well as massaging his thigh through his khakis. Grissom, who had been half asleep, found himself becoming erect and suddenly became fully alert. "Let's go downstairs," he suggested.
They stood up, depositing their glasses in the kitchen on the way to the basement. Arm in arm they descended the stairs for the third time. Brass undressed himself first, while Grissom busied himself at the counter. He removed his tie, shirt, undershirt, black loafers, suit pants and BVDs last of all. By now he knew to leave on his dress socks. He also obediently took the tight leather chaps from the counter and began to work them up.
While Brass worked on the chaps, Grissom removed his own dress shirt, khakis, sneakers and boxer briefs. Brass finished first, the familiar feel of the chaps causing his spare tire to hang over the edge of them. Grissom's penis resumed it's erection at the very sight, which in turn caused Brass's own penis to harden. Brass moved to the stockade and subserviently placed his hands and head inside. Grissom smiled thinking that Brass was becoming quite well trained.
Grissom bolted the stockade down and went back to the counter. He retrieved the bottle of lube as well as two butt plugs, a medium sized black neoprene one about 5 inches long and maybe 2 inches diameter at its widest as well as a much larger one at least 7 inches long and 3 inches in diameter. Brass swallowed nervously, he was positive he could not handle that large a butt plug. Grissom caught his look and grinned, "Don't worry, the smaller one is for you and the big one is for me."
"For you...you can handle that big?"
"Well, it's a tight fit, but I've been working on it for a long, long time."
"How long?" Brass inquired.
"About 30 years," Grissom replied smiling.
Grissom moved to the other side of the stockade and began to lube Brass's hole with his finger. Brass moaned softly, enjoying the feeling immensely. Grissom added another finger and began to push harder and more insistently, widening Brass's tight hole. After a few minutes he removed his finger and began to lube up the smaller butt plug. "Just relax now," he said putting one hand on Brass's buttocks and rubbing it encouragingly. "Nice and easy," he said as he touched the plug to the waiting hole. Brass's ass resisted at first but Grissom kept up a constant pressure on it until the plug began to slide forward. When Brass began to quiver he stopped and slowly pulled it back out. After waiting a few seconds he pushed it in once more, gently but firmly. When again Brass began to actively resist he stopped and waited. He eased the plug back and forth a few times, trying to loosen the hole. This time he was able to get the plug all the way in.
"Uhh..uuuhhh!" Brass moaned.
"Easy Daddy, we're all the way in now." He moved the plug in and out a few more times to get Brass comfortable with the plug.
When he had finished he moved around to where Brass could see him and began to lube up his own ass, with first one, then two, then three fingers. He had regularly worked his hole since being a teenager. He especially enjoyed the feeling of ejaculating with something up his ass. Well, tonight he'd fulfill that desire once more.
He removed his finger and squatted back on his haunches. He began to insert the butt plug. Brass watched him, mouth slightly agape, perhaps both amazed and excited by what he was witnessing. It was the biggest size he regularly used, though he had tried bigger a few times. His hole felt extremely tight tonight, or perhaps that was just because he was so excited. Usually he gave himself plenty of time to get the plug in, but tonight he was forcing the issue a bit. He grunted as he sat down on the plug, pushing it further inside him. It hurt like hell, yet still felt great. He briefly wondered what it would feel like to have Brass inside him and decided he would have to find out eventually. When he'd finally got the butt plug all the way in he sat on it, breathing heavily. It created an immeasurable sense of fullness inside him, expanding his hole and anus.
When he had caught his breath he got on his knees in front of Brass and reached around to work it in and out a few times, giving him a full view of his expanded hole. Brass watched transfixed, licking his lips slightly. He worked the plug in and out a few times for Brass's benefit. He stood up gingerly, the plug restricting his movement quite a bit, and moved around to Brass's backside. He lay down on his back at Brass's feet, and slid his head between Brass's legs. Brass's 6" cut penis was pointing directly at him, already leaking copious amounts of precum.
He licked the tip of the penis, which made it jerk up and down in excitement and caused Brass to whimper softly. He reached his arms around, grabbing both sides of Brass's buttocks and guiding Brass's cock into his mouth. "Fuck my mouth Daddy," he pleaded. Brass's cock immediately shot down into Grissom's waiting mouth. "Mmmm," Grissom grunted as he pulled Brass down further. Grissom's own penis was becoming erect, which only encouraged his sucking more. He gobbled down swallowing all 6 inches. Brass's hips lifted up and down, pulling out then slamming the cock back down his throat. Grissom was furiously sucking and drooling, massaging the cock with his tongue as it slid in and out of his mouth. "Mmmmmmmm," he murmured encouragingly. Brass pumped all the harder, filling Grissom's throat as he slammed his cock down each time. His pumping grew faster and faster in and out of Grissom's mouth and his body began to glisten with beads of sweat from the effort.
Finally, Grissom felt Brass's body begin to tense and heard Brass scream, "I'm cumming, oh god I'm cumming now!!" Grissom sucked even harder, willing the cum into his mouth. Brass froze for half a second, his penis completely down Grissom's throat. A split second later Grissom felt a load of cum hit the back of his throat and quickly swallowed it all. Brass resumed his pumping, each thrust bringing another deposit of cum into Grissom's throat. As the last drops dribbled down Grissom's throat, Brass's lower body collapsed on top of Grissom. Grissom held him in place, still massaging his cock with his mouth, savoring the taste of his cum.
When Brass finally regained his strength and lifted himself up and his cock out of Grissom's mouth, Grissom slid out from under him. He cock was as erect as it had ever been and he wanted to get off. He positioned himself behind Brass and began to work the butt plug from his lover's ass. After he had removed the plug he had a sudden desire to taste Brass's ass and he buried his face in it, licking furiously at the hole. Brass groaned in delight as Grissom's beard rubbed against his cheeks and his tongue massaged his hole. Grissom worked the hole fervently until his tongue grew tired and then knelt upright.
He grabbed the base of his cock and slammed it into Brass's waiting hole. Brass gave a grunt of pain and jerked his hips forward. Grissom grabbed the waist of the chaps and pulled him firmly back onto his waiting cock. Brass groaned and whimpered as all 7 inches of Grissom's cock moved inside him. "Take it all," he demanded. He began to rhythmically fuck Brass's ass, immune to the cries of pain (or were they delight?) from Brass. The sound of the slapping of his balls and hips against Brass's ass drove him into an unparalleled frenzy and he began to pump his cock in and out of the quivering hole even faster. At last he could no longer hold out and climaxed with a prolonged grunt. With each slam of his cock he let out a grunt which was accompanied by a jet of cum shooting into Brass's ass. He continued his pumping until his cock became flaccid and his semen began to leak from Brass's hole. Pulling out and breathing heavily he bent down and licked his spilled semen from the floor and then from Brass's ass. He delighted in each swallow and even sucked a few last drops from the ravaged hole.
When he regained himself he unlocked Brass and pulled him into an embrace and kiss, forcing his mouth open and massaging his tongue with his own. The kiss lasted for some time and it seemed there was already some desire to have sex again. At last, Grissom pulled away and whispered to Brass, "Spend the night here with me."
"Of course I will," Brass responded. Grissom pushed him down onto his back and laid down beside him his head resting on Brass's hairy chest. He could feel his labored breathing as Brass put his arms around Grissom and pulled him closer. Grissom felt absolutely at peace even with the large butt plug still inside him and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.