When Josh woke up the next morning, everything felt so different. He felt alive. He felt as though up till now he'd been carrying a huge weight on his shoulders, that the sky was as grey as the outlook.
As he smoked on his balcony he looked down at all of the people below him. They were all so busy. All with their interesting detailed lives. Swarming like little ants. Josh extinguished his cigarette and headed for the shower.
As he soaped his Pecs and Abs, his thoughts drifted to Patrick's body. The smooth rippling muscles all hiding beneath his ever so tight tee shirt.
His cock grew from the thought of Patrick's hot body. His right hand moved down and encircled his shaft. His hand moved up and down along his cock, massaging the sensitive head. His hand sped up. Using his left hand to support himself, he sped up again; imagining it was Patrick's hand touching him. Patrick's cock in his arse, the very thought sent him over the edge. He moaned and bucked his hips, spraying the shower wall & himself in his hot cum. He gathered it up and licked it off his hand. The cum swirled around over his tongue. He savoured the taste. He couldn't wait to taste Patrick's cum. He rinsed the rest of his body; he then climbed out of the shower.
He wasn't running late today. He decided to go for a nice long walk, all the way to his work. It was such a beautiful day. The sun was shining; the air was fresh with the smell of the fast approaching springtime.
He walked past the shops; most had not opened yet. The twenty-four hour supermarkets were still open; the red eyed Clerk still behind the counter, standing to attention. He continued his stroll through the streets, smiling to himself.
Upon arrival he discovered he was going to have an extremely easy workday ahead of him. He passed the time updating his company's web site and started designing their new site.
Patrick on the other hand had a very busy day. He dealt with three concussions, one broken arm, one broken nose, one bee sting, one heart and one asthma attack. But through all of this he couldn't stop thinking about Josh. The patients mis-read his dreamy smile as just plain courteousness...
Patrick's day, as eventful as it was made him extremely happy when he was finally given the authorisation to go. He climbed into his car and drove to his apartment. He tried so hard to concentrate on the road yet he failed to notice...well, everything. Josh was well and truly on the brain as opposed to in his pants, where he wanted him.
When 9:00 finally ticked around, Patrick arrived first, followed not soon after by Josh.
"I'm so glad you came." Said Patrick with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Yeah...me too." Josh replied.
They were guided by a rake of a waiter to table 7. They proceeded to scan their menus. Patrick proceeded to order an extremely expensive bottle of wine; a red that normally would have cost Josh's eyebrows would have reached his hairling when he glanced at the price.
"Only the best for my man." Patrick explained, causing Josh to blush.
Their meals arrived, they both dug in; discussing having/wanting children, the War on Terrorism, Music and the Arts. Josh explained that he painted in his spare time, as he had studied art at school. He's favourite Art Medium was sculpture. He'd won a few prizes at School for his Art. It had let him to his current career as the Graphic Designer of websites.
This time Josh and Patrick halved the bill. It seemed more egalitarian to do so. They stoood up and walked out of the restaurant, Josh holding the door open for Patrick. Josh then quick as lightning pulled out a cigarette, shoved it in his mouth and had just lit the end when Patrick commented,
"You smoke?"
"Yep. For my stress and to keep thin." Josh smirked.
"Would you like to come to my house for Coffee?" Patrick asked.
"I'd love to." Josh answered exitedly.
When Patrick opened the door. Josh's jaw dropped but not like that. He'd fallen in love...with the apartment. It was very nicely furnished; the walls were a white, contrasting to the red brick pillars. The floors were hardwoods. With many lounges similar to Starbucks, to fully exploit the beautiful view. The feature wall was made of windows, overlooking a terracotta terrace that was unbelievably furnished.
Patrick entered the kitchen, pulled open the cupboard, grabbed two mugs and started making the coffee. Josh watched all of the muscles in his back dance as he started making the coffee.
"I'm in DEEP." Josh muttered to himself.
They sat and drank their coffee at Patrick's breakfast bar.
"Have you got some sugar?" Josh asked
"Yeah, right behind you, second...no third shelf."
Josh turned around, picked up the sugar, and then he turned back around again. Patrick was standing very close.
Patrick licked his finger, stuck it in the sugar and put it to Josh's lips. Josh lips opened, he gently sucked on the finger.
"Mmmmmm." Josh moaned.
"Don't, speak with your mouth full." Patrick joked.
Patrick pulled his finger out, found the back of Josh's head and pulled him into a long kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. Both men massaging each other's tongues.
Patrick broke the kiss & began sucking on Josh's Adam's Apple, he moaned. Josh began to unbutton Patrick's shirt. Patrick then took it off. Patrick practically ripped Josh's shirt off, causing him to gasp in surprise. They stood groin grinding into groin.
Josh's hand reached down into Patrick's pants. He undid the belt-they fell to his ankles. Josh then pulled down Patrick's tented boxer shorts, already wet from pre-cum. Josh then sank to his knees, taking Patrick's hot cock into his warm mouth. His tongue probed the slit; tasting Patrick's pre-cum. Patrick's hands found the back of Josh's head. He guided the slightly younger man up and down his cock. Josh heard Patrick's breath quicken. He picked up the pace as the sucked and licked every part within reach. He used all of his strength to bring Patrick to the edge. Patrick's balls ascended closer to his body. Patrick moaned and spewed all of his hot juicy cum into Josh's awaiting throat.
Patrick effortlessly pulled Josh to his feet. They kissed; Josh shared what was left of Patrick in his mouth back to him. Patrick then undid Josh's belt and took his pants off.
Patrick led his new lover to his bedroom. They collapsed in a frenzy of kissing and groping. Josh lay down on the quilt. Patrick began to pull his socks off but Josh insisted they stay on. He loved sexy men in socks.
Patrick's body was as Josh had imagined it. It was buff, gorgeous Pecs and Abs, no hair with a killer tan. He looked like a God there, bathing in the reflective moonlight coming in through the window. Patrick pulled Josh's G-String off. Josh grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it down onto Patrick's pulsing cock. It felt so nice in his hands.
Patrick lifted Josh's legs onto his shoulders. He grunted as he entered Josh, basking in the warm semi-tight tunnel. Josh let the pleasure overcome him, he moaned in ecstasy. It had been a long time for him.
Patrick's hands held on to Josh's calves firmly. Josh reached up and pinched Patrick's nipples. Patrick's pace increased within him, Josh moaned again in pleasure. They abandoned everything that was not involved in the moment.
Patrick started panting as the pleasure overtook him, his animal instincts taking over. Josh's eyes were closed in ecstasy. The only audible sound apart from the orgasm related grunts, was the sound of Patrick's hairless balls smacking Josh's arse with each thrust.
Josh used his hand to start getting himself off. Patrick's hand quickly replaced his. Patrick went faster yet again. It became too much for Josh who had an orgasm unlike ever before, all over the place. He grunted as his cum rocketed onto Patrick's Abs.
Josh intentionally clamped down onto Patrick's shaft hurtling Patrick's very soul into the most intimate orgasm he'd ever had. He grunted the shots and counted the shots of cum he sent into Josh- it felt like millions. Patrick reluctantly pulled out and wrapped his huge arms around Josh. They kissed once more, tasting each other's spirits as they drifted off into a very deep post orgasmic sleep...
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By: J Raen
Copyright 2002