Night Rain Chapter 6 Diego Blue
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Chris was staying back late in the office. He had a few last deliverables to finish before leaving for the evening. Everyone else had gone so it was just him. He had been finding it hard to concentrate on work due to the thoughts swimming around his head. Every time he looked at Nick, all he could imagine was ripping off his clothes and having sex with him. Because of that, he was running behind on some of his work tasks.
It was nearing 6:00 and Chris was putting the final edits to an article when his computer screen went blue and an error message came onto the screen. It was all gobbledegook to him.
"Shit," Chris said out loud, clicking the mouse and tapping the keyboard multiple times to try to get the computer to come back to life again. He hadn't saved his work. Plus if he had broken the computer, he didn't know what his boss would say. He was truly sweating now in fear. Not even holding Ctrl Alt Del was doing anything.
"Hey, what's wrong?" A voice said at the door.
Chris turned and saw Nick strolling in. "What are you doing here? I thought you had left?"
"I forgot my keys," Nick threw his hands up, walking to his desk and retrieving them. "I only realised as I got to my front door." He nodded to Chris, "what about you? Still hard at it?"
Chris sighed. "I was just finishing up but this error came on my screen. I'm afraid to reset it in case I lose all my work."
"I can have a look for you," Nick came up behind him Chris.
"I'll get out of your way," Chris went to get out of his seat.
"It's ok, it should be a quick fix," Nick stood behind Chris, his body bent forward, his chest resting on Chris' shoulders, his left arm circling around to Chris' left, hovering about the keyboard, and his right arm to Chris' right, cradling the mouse. Nick's face was right beside Chris', his beard tickling Chris' cheek. Chris could feel himself getting hard from having the larger man's body around him, so close that he could feel the warmth radiating from him.
"Thanks," Chris stuttered. He realised he hadn't said anything and wanted to break the tension.
"This happens to me all the time, it's annoying but straight-forward to solve." Nick's faced caressed Chris' cheek as he spoke. His arms rubbed against him as he typed and clicked.
"Does he know how intimate this is? And how hot this situation is?" Chris wondered. All he could do was gulp and stay silent as Nick worked away, constantly aware of the other man being so close to him and all he wanted to do was do something more with him.
Chris blinked back to reality when the blue screen disappeared his home screen returned.
"There you go!" Nick unwrapped himself from Chris, standing up straight and moving back from behind him.
"Oh, thank God," Chris felt momentary sadness from Nick moving away but was filled with relief at his computer returning to normal. "Thank you so much, Nick. I owe you big time," Chris turned and smiled at the other man.
"Don't mention it! Glad I could help. Well, I better get going. Save your work," Nick chuckled.
"I will, see you!" Chris turned back to his desk and saw that Nick had forgotten his keys. "Hey, Nick, you forgot your keys again," he ran after the other man but dropped them in his rush. He knelt down to gather them up and as he looked up, he saw Nick standing above him. His crotch was right in his face. The bulge was inviting.
"Thanks Chris, I'm such a klutz," Nick said, snapping Chris out of his reverie.
Chris stood up, handing the keys to Nick, his hands hairy, strong, but soft. He kept his hand there and stared into Nick's eyes. They were brown and friendly, but waited with expectation.
Chris moved his hand up Nick's arm, feeling the hair on his forearm and then up to his bicep where the fabric of his shirt was taut. He cupped Nick's head and pulled him down towards him, moving in to kiss him. Their lips touched and their tongues explored each other's mouths. Chris groaned as they embraced, a relief finally coming from all the sexual tension between the two.
Chris could feel the scratch of Nick's beard on his face. He sighed as Nick wrapped his arms around him. It felt just as good as he had imagined being in the larger man's arms, holding him in a tight embrace against his large chest, thick arms and warm torso.
Nick groaned, tasting Chris on his tongue and hugging him tighter, enveloping the shorter man in his tight grip.
Chris could feel himself getting harder from being squeezed by the larger man. The power of Nick's embrace was driving him mad. It was drawing something out of him he never knew existed. He was getting turned on -- or more like being driven wild -- from being the little spoon, something he thought he'd never be.
Nick pulled his tongue out of Chris' mouth and moved it to his neck, licking and kissing the tender flesh.
Chris moaned, feeling the hot breath and tickle of kisses on his neck. Nick increased intensity and Chris whimpered, "Nick," and blushed due to his outburst.
"You, ok?" Nick stopped and held the back of Chris' head, gazing down into his eyes. His sincere expression showed concern.
"Yeah," Chris smiled, taking in every inch of Nick's face, his eyes, his skin, his eyebrows, every hair of his beard. He was so caught up with the moment that he broke free of Nick's embrace and fell to his knees. He was never so eager to have another man's pants off in his life. Before he knew it, he had loosened Nick's belt, unzipped the zipper and lowered the boxer briefs. Nick's hard dick broke free of his underwear, springing to life.
Chris nearly cried at the beauty of Nick's dick. It was perfectly proportioned: not too big, thick in girth, with a well-shaped head. He had always been more of an ass man, but now all he wanted was dick. He savoured every inch of it before getting his mouth around the head.
Chris swirled his tongue around the cock head. The taste of salty flesh filled his warm. He heard Nick groaning above him and the sound of a desk creaking as Nick steadied himself. He felt a hand press on the back of his head.
Nick pushed Chris' head lower down his dick.
Chris complied, moving his head back and forth, moving lower and lower down the shaft until Nick's pubes tickled his nose. The tip of Nick's cock grazed against the back of Chris' throat. He surprised himself with how eager and hungrily he took the dick.
"Keep going," Nick said, his deep voice dripping with pleasure.
Chris moaned, moving his head back and forth, gliding his tongue along the shaft. He reached up and planted his hands on Nick's ass, cupping the cheeks and squeezing them. They felt so amazing and plump. He used his grip on Nick's ass to push his head deeper and more aggressively up and down the dick. Sure, he had given head before, but never with such ferocity. There was something about going down on Nick that gave him so much pleasure.
Nick gasped and Chris could feel the shaft in his mouth pulse as Nick came, flooding Chris' mouth with cum.
Chris swallowed the warm cum, draining the salty liquid from the dick. He stood up, gasping for air and smirking. He kissed Nick who hugged him and tasted some of his own cum on Chris' tongue.
"Well, that was something new," Chris laughed.
"I've wanted to do that for ages," Nick smiled.
"Seriously?"
"Oh course. Any time I've been close to do."
"I have too. I thought it was just me who was going crazy."
"Not just you, Bud," Nick kissed Chris, slowly rolling his togue around Chris' and rubbing his back. They both sighed with pleasure.
"Girl, you gotta calm down," Frank, Chris' best-friend, was preaching to him in the smoking area of a nightclub.
"But I've never had these feelings before," Chris had to raise his voice over the sound of the music.
"So what. Maybe you're verse? Just because you've only topped before doesn't mean you can't try bottoming."
"The last time I tried, I ran out of the place. I freaked out."
"Listen. You just have to prep. Clean yourself out, loosen yourself up with a plug, and lube up. Take it slow and you'll enjoy it. You like this guy right?"
"Yeah."
"And you're turned on by him?"
"Yeah."
"And you want to be his little spoon? Want to suck and dick and have it rammed into your hole?"
"Frank," Chris chuckled and lightly shoved the other guy but he knew his friend was right.
"It's all written on your face. You want that Daddy dick," Frank thrust his pelvis and the two fell around the place laughing as onlookers stared at them in confusion.