This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or don't like the subject, then don't read it.
The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
Comments welcomed preecherdave@gmail.com
Author's Note
This is now the second time that I have followed this format. I have taken two minor characters from the story, Surprised, Nifty, Adult Friends, January 14, 2012 and developed their characters and a story around them. I had had a few suggestions from readers when they finished the first story of minor characters, Surprised Eric and Dave that I should do the same for some other characters mentioned in Surprised, 'that I had abandoned'. So this is the second attempt; hope that you enjoy this one as well.
He had done it! It felt great. Finally, he had told someone the truth about himself, somebody important to him and his career.
His colleague, John, had brought his male partner to the Christmas party and in the process, had outed himself to the entire office. He did it with such aplomb. He and his partner had walked into the party as if nothing in the world was wrong and that nothing could bother them. John later told him that his heart was beating much faster than normal when they entered the reception area. They turned out to be the best looking couple at the party. They danced with many of the wives and female staff and with each other. The two worked the crowd like pros. Graham met Mark, his partner, at the bar. Wow, absolutely charming and masculine and gorgeous. Graham had come to the party with a group of unattached members of staff and had a good time but those two stole the show and changed the course of his life, although he didn't know it at the time.
John and Mark's last dance had made him so envious. It was slow and they danced as one. At the end, John and Mark looked at each other and he swore John's look said that he didn't care what anyone thought and kissed Mark long and hard in the middle of the floor. They were obviously friends of Marthe and Mathieu who looked at them and gave each other an even more scorching kiss if that were possible. Later, he heard a couple of negative comments as well as a lot of positive 'good for them' comments, referring to John and Mark.
He decided that he had to take action. Being in the closet was one of the hardest acts to carry off. He liked women but being a good guy, didn't feel that he should lead them on with dates and a pretence of being available. He had had enough in the shadows, quiet liaisons with men, that he knew that he was gay. Now, he was out of University and law school. He was a young, a beginning lawyer and he had to become the man that he knew that he was. He admired John for his bravery.
He corralled John on the first day back at work after the party and he went to lunch with him. Perceptive guy, John said that he felt that Graham had something to tell him. He unburdened himself, telling John his story. He quickly found himself with an invitation to their place for a drink on Friday and then out to a gay dance club that everyone just called the club, later that night.
In just a week, he was out of the closet. Well, he had opened the door. A start is a start. He took stock as he was getting dressed on Friday night. He had been near the top of his law class. He had a job with one of the respected law firms in the city. He worked out and was in shape, stomach flat and chest defined just a bit. He was just under 6' with a good sturdy build; he had to admit that he looked good in the dark blue form fitting shirt and well cut pants he had put on for tonight. He had light brown hair, cut well and not too short. When he looked at his face, he could see why some women referred to him as cute as opposed to handsome, slightly boyish and he looked younger than he actually was. Acting as his own cheerleader, he had muttered to himself, come on Graham not a bad package,. He had attracted some attention from the guys that he had had clandestine relationships with at University and law school. But always the fear of exposure. All relationships cut short by fear. That fear had to be met head on.
He had a good time at John and Mark's place and they set the scene for him. The club was amazing. It was alive with energy. To him it was astonishing, just men, talking, laughing, dancing acting as if they belonged. But it was the welcome from John's friend. He felt engulfed in friendship. He sat for a while just chatting with new friends, getting acquainted. He had noticed one guy, he thought his name was Robert. Robert had stood back and had not said much but Graham had found Robert looking at him several times with an appraising look.
All of a sudden Robert was beside him. "Hi, I'm Robert. Enough talk. This is a dance club. Come on. You need to dance. With me! You can, can't you?"
"Well, I am so glad to meet you too. Do I need to dance? .... With you?"
He just looked at Graham with that appraising look, "Yeah. With me."
They both started to laugh at the same time. Graham remained seated and raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips.
Robert shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I can be a little abrupt at times."
"You think?" It looked as if Robert might turn away from him. Graham smiled and stood up.
John had alerted them to Graham's situation and had suggested that they should not come on too strong. Maybe he had but Robert was thinking that this guy was no milquetoast. He thought as Graham stood up, nice smile, nice way he called him on his abruptness. No more comments made or necessary. He figured that there was a good nature in that body but also assurance and probably a spine of steel when it came to it.
Robert should have known Graham could dance; he had come to a dance club. They had a few great dances. Finally, both said they needed a drink. Robert decided to back off and went and asked a sometimes partner, Allen, to dance. From a distance, he saw Graham get up to dance with another of their friends at the table and later, some others.
Later in the evening and many dances later, they were sitting at the table with the gang talking and laughing. Robert looked over at Graham to see him looking directly at him. Their eyes met. Appraising looks. Graham just cocked his head and motioned to the dance floor, definitely a nice manner about him. They were up and dancing. They had quite a few fast dances. The music changed to a slow dance. Robert was about to lead the way off the floor when Graham reached for him. Asking permission with his eyes and face, Graham drew Robert in close and they started a slow dance. Both drifted off in that wonderful feeling of being close to another when bodies move in unison. They could feel each others warmth and smell the smell of their bodies. It was intoxicating. When the set of slow dances ended both held on for a few seconds more than necessary. Robert wasn't certain but he thought he felt that Graham was fuller in the crotch than he had been at the start. He knew that he was.
"Robert, nice dance. I have some things early tomorrow and I have to go now. Hope I am not being too forward. Could I meet you for coffee or a beer somewhere tomorrow or Sunday?"
"Nicest offer I have had in a while. How about beer and some food at a pub at 6 tomorrow unless you have something on tomorrow night."
"I'd like that. How about The Fox and Crown at 6?" It was settled. He wasn't going to tell him about his many Saturday evenings alone.
Graham made himself think of this as just a meeting of two new friends, getting to know one of the guys at the club. This was not a date. That said and being totally convinced, of course, he was still nervous. Robert being a little more experienced thought that this was a really nice guy that he would like to get know as a friend. Well if he were honest, he wouldn't mind more. He liked the offer of just coffee or beer. That was not the usual proposition to a guy you met at the club.
It turned into a really great evening. They talked about the club and the guys Graham had met. They talked about their jobs, Graham with all the excitement of being a young new lawyer in a good firm. Robert was in the civil service with a good job in policy making, very interesting. They talked of John and Mark and their coming together. They played some pool and were able to rail on the other with lots of laughs and rye comments. So, when Robert suggested a drink back at his place, it seemed like a natural extension of a good evening.
The evening got a lot more personal. Robert asked Graham how he enjoyed his introduction to the club. He told him that it had opened his eyes and expanded his horizons. Graham told him much of what he had told John; that he had had a number of experiences at University and law school but had been busy and afraid to do much in his new job. He explained that he was from a small town where everything was known and talked about. He probably still had a lot of small town values and fears.
"So Graham, you consider yourself gay?"
"I haven't had a heterosexual experience since my first year of University. To be honest, I haven't had a huge number of gay ones either and certainly no relationships."
"Graham, I'm going to do my blunt routine ... again. Would you like me to come over and sit beside you on the couch?"
Graham just nodded his head with a wan smile.
As he moved to the couch, "Graham, I find you immensely attractive and I like your approach. The invitation to coffee was refreshing."
"I like your forward, blunt approach ... sometimes. Like right now. No matter where this leads, can we be friends as well?"
"Amazing, you have just said so much in that one statement about yourself. Yes!"
"I am going to be blunt. I am not a virgin and not bad at the sex part. It's the relationship part that I am not good at. I don't know your experience but being in the closet is one of the hardest roles to play. Just the use of the damn pronoun can be a trial. Not feeling that you can continue a relationship is devastating. So many guys you meet are married, in the closet like myself or just someone looking to get off with a one night stand. I think that it has warped me. That's why I asked if we could be friends no matter what. Blunt? You are attractive as hell, I am horny as hell and I'm hard, now." He shrugged his shoulders somewhere between exasperation and despair.
Robert decided that enough words and thoughts had been spoken. He put his fingers on Graham's lips to gently stop his flow of words. Graham took the fingers away.
"Just for information, sad as it is, my last experience was in August with a guy I met in Toronto. Turned out he was married. As a matter of principle, I had myself tested in late September, hoping that in my new life here I would be active. Yeah, so much for that hope. All tests negative."
"Ah, the organized lawyer. I get tested regularly and it just happens that I was tested two weeks ago and I have been busy at work since then and sad to say, I have had a little dry spell. All negative. Probably the only time I like negative things. So we have two horny males; this time I think you will agree, enough talk."
He looked Graham in the eyes; they smiled at each other. Then he ran his fingers over Graham's face, playing with his ears and his neck. Graham sighed and shivered.
"I couldn't help notice the broad shoulders and well developed chest and I have wanted to see what was underneath the shirt." Robert started to undo the buttons. As the shirt fell open, he could see the flawless skin with a covering of short, light brown hair, almost stubble on the chest. Two full nipples about the size of a quarter appeared. He pulled the shirt off and out of his pants and took it off. No complaints so far. He ran his fingers over the flat stomach and through the hair on the chest, stopping to just lightly pull it. His fingers tweaked each nipple that stood rigid and then wet from his tongue. As he repeated his actions, Graham couldn't stop moving and making small noises.
Graham stopped him and repeated everything that Robert had done to him. "Robert you have a beautiful build and I really like a man with hair." Graham showed that he was no novice as he licked Robert's chest and nipples and then nuzzled his neck and lightly kissed it in just the right places. Robert was breathing hard. But Graham wasn't finished. His hands found their way to the thighs and then he found the outline of Robert's erection. At first the touches were light and feather like and then became stronger until he was stroking him through the layers of clothing. Robert could only moan his appreciation.
"So far, you are better than good at the sex part. Let's go somewhere more comfortable?"
In the bedroom, Robert went on the offensive. "I need to see all of you." They chuckled over how he manipulated the zipper over the large bulge; he was wearing boxers. Robert stood back and saw what Graham had seen Friday night as he was dressing and would only have added superlatives to Graham's assessment. As he touched the very large wet spot, "You are excited. Good. I have plans. Take them off."
A wonderful sight. They were about the same size but Graham was slanted up over 45 degrees. Robert knelt and licked and kissed his thighs then his balls. That got moans. Then he licked the slit and tasted this man for the first time. Good. When he licked the head, Graham was running his fingers through his hair and over his shoulders, telling how good it felt. Finally, Graham stopped him and pulled him up.
He looked at Robert, smiled and with playfulness and command, "Take it off. I want to see you undress." He liked what he saw. With no subtlety at all, he knelt and sucked the head while kneading each ball in turn with his fingers. Like him, Robert was shaved. All Robert could think was that this man was certainly no virgin and knew what he doing.
"Continue that much longer and you are going to get a protein drink. Let's do it together." He led him to the bed and a 69.
Graham was enthralled by the sensations physical and mental that he was having. The sensations were phenomenal; he had not been so sexually sensitive in a long time. As they lay beside each other, swallowing each other to the very bottom, he felt alive. The sensations were cascading through his body. It was as if someone was sending a current through him. Robert could only moan as he felt Graham take him all the way; he could feel the tip being touched by his throat.
Who would have guessed that this boyish looking, closeted man would be such find. He knew that he was close and he could tell that Graham was too. He pulled them apart and started to finish Graham with his hand. He made Graham do the same to him. In a minute, he felt Graham tense and the first pulse fired out and hit his chest. The next 5 or 7 shots, in his haze he lost count, hit his stomach and then flowed out of the head and over his fingers. He looked up and Graham was just as messy as he was; both had shot hard and a lot. It was the end of a dry spell for both of them.
He turned around and pulled Graham close to him nuzzling his neck with his lips. He had several rules. He didn't kiss until he was in a relationship and few slept over, certainly not the first time. He wanted to go slowly with this guy. Even this was much faster than he expected. He had to let him down gently. They cuddled like that for a while. It felt too damn good.
"You my friend are something else. You are the master of understatement. 'I am not bad at the sex part?' Not true. Very good. Accomplished." Robert was about to say something about a shower before he left but was interrupted.
"We ARE a mess. Could we take a shower together before I leave?" He had a very pleased, satisfied, almost dreamy look.
Robert thought to himself that this was a man with class. He was in someones apartment and knew that he should not have to be asked to leave. He could ask him to stay but John was correct; go slowly. See where it would go. "Good idea. Better take it now before we recharge and have to go again."
"The problem with that would be?"
"I like your style. I'll take my chances."
It was intimate and exciting. They were both half erect by the end of the shower. Graham put on his clothes with both happiness and regret. A wonderful time together and he would like to stay but he knew not to push too hard. See where and how things went. Go slowly. This was not one of his shadowy hook ups. It felt so different.
Little was said as he prepared to leave. Graham stopped at the door.
"A night to remember. Thank you Robert."
No one had ever thanked him like that. He stepped forward and pulled him into a hug. They lingered. Then Graham detached and gave him just a peck on the lips and turned to go.
"Graham, I'd like to get together again? A movie, another meal? Tomorrow, next week?"
"Sorry, some people from the office arranged a dinner and movie for tomorrow afternoon and night. How about something next week? I really would like that too. Let's work something out. We can contact each other when we see our schedules." They had all of each others contact numbers and addresses. As he was leaving, with a mischievous look, "I guess with my colleagues tomorrow if I were asked about tonight, I would have to be mute or watch my pronouns very carefully?" He got the most wonderful swat on the rear, ever.
He went outside; it was crisp and dry, about - 9 Celsius but he felt warm and contented to the core. He almost danced down the street. He thanked John yet again.
Robert was astonished by his own reaction. Please don't make this a one night stand. Does he know how he communicates. He told me he wanted to go out again and tomorrow, he was with people with whom he is in the closet. This will be tricky. How to go slowly but not too slowly. He didn't want to mess this up.
There were emails and texts and finally both found a time slot on Tuesday right after work as Graham had some material to prepare for the next day, as did Robert; so they could not stay late. They laughed and talked, their legs touched and hands met. Both were hard at times during the evening.
They were talking about Christmas and parties."Oh shit, Mark and John's. Are you going" Robert had suddenly remembered an embarrassing commitment. He had invited Allen to go, a few days before he met Graham. The tone in Robert's voice made Graham look at him with a silent question. Graham was going solo but he knew all the people from the office.
"A few days before our meeting at the club, I invited someone to come with me. I didn't want to turn up by myself." He shrugged. "I just want you to know that he and I are not in a relationship."
"Hey, I'm a big guy and neither are we at present. You can go with whom you want."
OK, he thought, 'at present', he could try to be subtle too and send a message, "Or should I say Allen is the person I have to go with, not necessarily who I want to go with." That was end of that topic and the evening.
Both had agreed on a departure time and it had come and gone by quite a few minutes. They walked out together saying that they wished they weren't so busy tonight. They looked at each other and together hugged the other. Graham felt a small hot kiss on his neck; he returned it. Some passing guy muttered that they should get a room. They both laughed. Graham suddenly realized that he had hugged and kissed a man, on the street, in his own city.
The party was fairly large and boisterous. It was a good mix of gays and straights. They mingled and were enjoying themselves, for Graham, another eye opener. He saw Robert and Allen come in. Graham and Robert gave each other the eye. Allen took it all in. Allen obviously didn't know anyone very well so he stuck close to Robert all evening. The three of them ended up talking together at one point and it became clear to Allen that Robert and Graham knew each other well. He could feel the chemistry. There were a few more looks. Graham was talking to Scott from the office when Allen came over to them and Graham made the introductions. They chatted for a while. Scott had to leave to talk to his wife.
Allen looked Graham over. "You are the guy who was dancing with Robert at the club last week?" He nodded yes.
"You know that Robert and I are involved."
"No, unlike you, Robert doesn't share that sort of thing with me."
"Well, I have just seen you looking at him several times tonight and I don't want you to be too disappointed."
"I won't be .... I think that I need to refresh my drink.'" As moved off, he muttered, "You little prick."
He bumped into Robert in the kitchen. "You look upset, anything to do with you and Allen just now, he can be a bit vexing."
"Well nothing, except that you and he are involved. But he was being kind and considerate. He didn't want me to be too disappointed!" Thinking back on the conversation, he couldn't help himself, he muttered to Robert, "Little prick."
Robert burst out laughing. He couldn't stop. "Big guy, you have a way with words. I figured you as guy who was good natured but with a spine of steel. I got you right. You don't mince words do you?"
"No," shaking his head, looking bemused, "My reply was simple and non threatening about my not being disappointed, all I said was, 'I won't be. I think I need to refresh my drink.' I guess I did use the words 'little prick' but just as I moved away and my tone of voice might have been ... less than pleasant."
"I rest my case, counsellor." More laughter. It was infectious. Graham started laughing as well. "I have a suggestion for a perfect end to this actually very good party. Here are the keys to my place." He stopped to laugh again at the look on Graham's face. Spluttering, "I am not suggesting a threesome. When I leave to take Allen to his place and explain to him, his and my relationship, you can leave, go back to my place, get a drink and wait for me to come back, alone. We can have a little chat about things." Graham reached up and gave him a peck on the lips as he took the keys.
Graham left a few minutes after Robert left with Allen. Allen had given Graham a little self satisfied nod as he left with his arm through Robert's. Little did he know. He waited only 20 minutes until he opened the door for Robert. They looked at each other. Graham kissed him on the lips; it was not a peck. Robert opened his lips. Their tongues met. Three minutes later they disengaged, breathless. A minute later they were naked.
Robert looked at the beautiful naked man in front of him, "So much for going slowly."
"So much. I thought we were coming back to have a little chat about things."
"Didn't say when. How about the chat at breakfast tomorrow morning?"
"Tomorrow is Sunday. We could wait until Monday breakfast."
Both laughing, "Don't push it big guy."
They ended with an even more passionate repeat of Saturday night after the pub. Sunday morning breakfast ended up as brunch. Well, they had been messy and they had fallen asleep without a shower. When they woke in the morning, they decided that since they were already messy, they might as well add to it and then have a long shower. It would save time and hot water. It turned out to be an acceptable plan for both. Breakfast in shorts was a first for Graham. His shorts were stripped off after coffee, eggs, bacon and toast were finished. Robert's didn't stay on very long either. They had to work off the calories and what better place than the kitchen where they ate the calories.
After another shower, they had their little chat, at Robert's insistence with clothes on; Graham just smiled at the phrase sex fiend.
They agreed that events had taken them by surprise. Both agreed that they found the other to their liking. Both agreed to get know each other better and go slowly, whatever that meant, together, just the two of them. Both agreed to try and be as honest as possible and not lead the other on if things didn't work. Graham acknowledged that this was a first for him and he had little experience. Robert admitted that he had several relationships that broke down as they got older and more complicated (his word). They decided that Robert would have a New Years Eve Party and Graham would help him. They decided to not broadcast their decisions, discretion was the plan. Both agreed that the coming separation over Christmas was going to be long and trying.
Both were leaving the next day for 'home' and so they said goodbye in a rather unorthodox way in the bedroom in the late afternoon, running up Robert's hot water bill yet again after the goodbye. Graham made the comment that unfortunately, their goodbyes were like the old Cracker Jacks motto 'the more you eat, the more you want'. Robert agreed but asked what Cracker Jacks were.
Graham arrived back at his family home, in their small rural town, feeling like a new man. Both his parents and younger brother commented that he seemed more relaxed and outgoing. His family was well. His mother welcoming and loving. His brother full of stories about University. His dad had put on a bit of weight and looked a little red in the face but was in great spirits. He did the rounds of family and friends from high school. One friend obviously forgot about their several intimate activities in the last year of high school. Probably a good thing, given his commitments of the last week.
They attended church on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day and had the family over for a big Christmas feast. He did feel good in the bosom of his large extended family. He fielded the usual questions about work and private life. His job was a good challenge and fascinating, etc. No girlfriend? The usual explanations: still looking, a group of friends, nothing serious but had some interesting possibilities. All true, just the pronoun was incorrect. He and Robert emailed each other every other day.
His brother had left his laptop at the University and his mother was on the email on the family computer. "Graham, can I use your laptop. I want to do a couple of web searches?"
Without thinking, "Sure."
A little while late his brother came out, staring strangely at him. He looked a little flustered.
"Andy, what's the matter?"
"Who is Robert?" He paused looking at Graham. "I wasn't prying but your email was open and I glanced at the one you had left open. It seemed quite intimate and then one arrived from the same account as I was sitting there. It ... it was quite explicit. Either she is using Robert's email account or Robert, himself, is very close to you."
He closed his eyes and tried to think clearly. Go on the offensive like a lawyer in court, striking out at Andy for reading his email or accept the fact that he had been lax and deal with it. Andy and he got on very well. No attack.
"Robert is a recent, new friend." He paused searching for the right words. "How explicit is the last email?"
"He can hardly wait to get you in the shower and then taste you all over."
Graham started to laugh. Andy chuckled nervously waiting for worse to come. "Have you ever done that with a woman? Be honest with me, shit I am exposed here. This conversation is between just the two of us."
Andy looked nervously at him. "Shower no. Taste all over ... yes."
"Did you enjoy it?"
Pausing as if this were a trick question, "Yeah."
"Try the shower. It feels great to clean someone and even better to have it done to you. You see we are basically the same. We just have different tastes."
As the little play on words sunk in, Andy started to chuckle. "You have always known how to disarm me. How long? Is he the first? Are you sure?"
He gave Andy the same information that he had given to John and the feelings about his situation he had revealed to Robert. As he hoped, it was a good revelation to his brother and when he asked for silence about it until he was ready to talk to their parents, a new, closer bond was formed with Andy.
"Graham, one guy in my Engineering class has come out and we all suspect another is in the same situation as you were. There are a few idiots but it doesn't bother most of us. Well not my friends. I am really glad now that I read your email. Thanks for trusting me."
"Thanks for accepting me. I'm really glad that you asked me about Robert. I think that you would like him but no meeting yet. For the same reason that you have not introduced any girls to us. Early days." He gave Andy a knowing smile. They bumped fists together.
Robert was having a different Christmas. He was out to the family and many of his friends. He parents still were not totally reconciled to his choices as they referred to it, especially his father. Their attitude always got his back up but he had learned to go with it, most of the time. His sister and her husband were fine; he enjoyed their company. But his younger brother was still a bit of an ass. He could never figure out if it was jealousy of Robert's bigger size and his athletic prowess or just straight, stupid, macho prejudice. Robert had been on the high school and University hockey team and that seemed to bother his brother that he could do that and be gay. He enjoyed his sister's kids. Uncle Robert was a favourite; that seemed to bug his brother as well.
He had to fend off one of his friend's advances as they had often gotten together a couple of times over Christmas in the past. They had been friends with privileges in University and at Christmas even after he was married. It all looked so different since his chat with Graham. Shit just thinking of their last night and day got him hard but it was feeling of closeness and attachment with Graham that made him keep Kenny at arms length. He and Graham had an agreement. His hand was used a lot that holiday.
They arrived back in the city on the 28th and had agreed to meet for supper at Robert's, with Graham bringing some take out Thai from a favourite restaurant. Both were excited about getting together. They found that they had genuinely missed the others company.
The door opened and they smiled at each other. The kiss from Robert came instantaneously.
"Hold it. No fair, wait until I put the food down." He barged into the condo and into the kitchen, put the food down and put his hand up. "Now my coat."
Then Graham grabbed Robert who managed to mutter, finally, before his lips were sealed and Graham's tongue was in his mouth. They both felt each others hardness.
Robert broke them apart, "Eat now or later." He was almost laughing at the almost teenage passion of the two of them.
"I can restrain myself. I guess I should, after being labelled a sex fiend."
"I knew that comment would come back to bite me in the rear."
"No, no, that comes later. That is my job when I get you naked and lying on your stomach."
"I missed you big guy."
"I got that impression. Let's eat and then .... I have lots to tell you."
They ate and talked about their holidays, the good and the bad. Robert listened in admiration how Graham had handled the email exposure. Graham was sympathetic to the how Robert felt about his brother. He realized how lucky he was with Andy. He hoped his parents would not hold their acceptance in a half hearted way.
The meal and chat were finished. "Do you want to make some lists and start getting ready for the party." That was Robert.
"No."
"What?"
"I want to go to the bedroom strip you, taste you all over and bite your ass. Sort of in that order." Big smiles. "I don't need a shower and I can tell from your scent that you took care of that too this afternoon. You smell good."
Graham was the aggressor tonight. He was between Roberts legs on the bed with Roberts hard, dripping cock down his throat. Robert was moaning. "I like your taste and I like doing this to you but turn over. "
"I haven't had a chance to do anything to you."
"You'll get your chance. Turn over." Graham's tongue was everywhere. He nipped at Robert's ass cheeks, as promised. His tongue went up and down his crack. When it stopped and probed at the entrance, Robert swore. "Oh shit, big guy that is electric. Don't stop." His head was moving back and forth.
Suddenly Robert raised himself up and swung around pushing Graham down on the bed. Graham's cock was all the way down his throat in an instant. He gave the best blow job he knew how. At some point, Graham stopped him. They looked at each other. Robert looked at him, "Missed you a lot and not just this."
"Thought about you every day and night. Give me a kiss." They could taste each other in the kiss. Robert manoeuvred them into a 69 and they didn't stop until both had filled the others mouth. They kissed, each tasting the mixture of their long absence.
"Robert .... Can I call you Rob? After all we have done, Robert just sounds too formal." Robert nodded yes. "Rob, I really did miss you!"
"Stay the night? We can plan over breakfast and get a quick start to the day."
"You think? With the two of us, we could end up spending the morning in here." Smiles. "We'll set the alarm. Let's have our first quickie tomorrow morning?"
"Where do you get these ideas from? Where did you come from?"
Like the voice of poet, proclaiming, "Out of the shadows, into the light." They both broke up. Graham gave him a kiss.
Robert commented, "I can still taste us. Look what that does to me."
"Down boy." Graham gave it a little whack. It got harder. Graham ran off to the living room with his clothes and got dressed. With a little wine, they made lists of what they wanted for the party and discussed set up and all the logistics. They felt that they were well on their way to hosting a New Years party.
Robert's only comment at an early breakfast the next morning was that he wanted more quickies. They were great. Graham gave him a look and told him, only if he were a good boy. He got another swat on the rear. He looked at Rob with a dreamy look of pleasure and told him to do it again. He did only a little harder. The look became sultry.
"No, don't even think about it. We have work to do!" This time Rob moved away quickly. The next days leading up to New Years were hectic. Even though both were officially on holidays, they had to go into work for short periods to deal with issues.
By New Years Eve they were ready. Robert warned him that if past parties were any indication, it could get a little raunchy. He admitted that could be an understatement. He asked Graham to look out for anyone really drunk and let him know so he could slow them down. He was right. The evening started off in talk and fun but by 10:30, couples had formed and the dancing and atmosphere was getting erotic.
By the time of John and Mark's arrival at 11:15, the party was definitely not one of polite conversation. There were a lot of clinches and touching going on. John was obviously surprised and happy to see Graham and Robert there, together as a couple. They made some conversation but had to attend to their hosting duties, drinks, food and munchies. Twelve came and there were the toasts and kisses. It was really nice when Graham was able to thank John and Mark with words and short kisses. It seemed that everyone had waited until midnight. The party broke up into couples many of whom were playing out the sexual tensions that had built during the night.
At around 12:30, Graham came into the kitchen to find Robert cleaning up some of the mess. The atmosphere had had an effect on him. He took the dish towel from Robert and grabbed him into an embrace. The kiss was long and erotic. Their hands were all over their bodies. Both ended up with hands between their legs, gently stoking each other. They were oblivious to anything around them. Many minutes later they looked at each other and decided to clear the place if possible. They wanted time alone.
They looked around and quite a few had left, including John and Mark. They found a couple naked in the bedroom asleep on the floor with the condom still on one guy. They woke them and discovered they weren't too drunk and invited them to leave or use the living room couch which made into a bed. They sheepishly left. They managed over the next 15 minutes to empty the condo with good grace and thanks for the party from all.
"Let's clean up tomorrow." Graham seconded the motion. It was passed.
While Graham was in the bathroom, Robert had straightened up the bedroom and lit some candles with a sandalwood scent. It set the scene wonderfully, very romantic. He stood waiting for Graham. Their moods were in sync, romantic but passionate. They slowly undressed each other, occasionally looking in the full length dressing mirror that was on the wall. They could see the colours and curves of each others bodies reflected in the candle light as they slowly stroked, licked and bit their way up and down each other. It was soft touches but insistent. Both felt a tingling all over. They became very sensitive to their touch. The tongue or the mouth on the head of the cock caused waves of pleasure. At one point, Robert turned Graham around and licked his back, ass and crack. He shivered in response. Robert finally had Graham lying on the bed. Before he lay down, he went to a drawer and pulled out a tube of lube.
He looked at Graham and simply commented that he thought they would need this tonight. Graham's eyes smoldered. He lay down beside him undid the bottle and took Graham's finger and put a good quantity of gel on it. He put the tube down and raised his knees up while opening his legs wide.
Looking directly but softly at Graham, "I think that you know what to do."
Graham not only knew what to do but he did more. He gently took the head of Robert's cock in his mouth and at the same time, inserted his finger slowly into him all the way. Robert was taken to another level. The feelings were absolutely incredible. After a few minutes, he came out of his haze of lust and pleasure, pulled Graham by the shoulders up. He looked at him tenderly and grabbed the lube. He slowly stroked Graham's cock until he had him moaning and his eyes closed in pleasure. He applied a large amount to his almost purple erection, looked at him, "You definitely know what to do now."
"On one condition."
"You bargain at a time like this?"
"A good condition. I get the same treatment from you later tonight or tomorrow morning."
"I like the bargain, big guy."
He pulled his legs up. Graham was over him between his legs and Robert guided him to his target. As he kissed Robert, he slowly moved in a bit at a time until his head was just in past the sphincter. He waited until Robert adjusted. Then he was stroking slowly and then like a man possessed. Robert was awash with sensations. Short, long, fast, slow. Graham could feel the heat and tightness of the tunnel. He was so sensitive it almost hurt but it was a feeling like few things in life. Waiting with just the head in and plunging in all the way. Holding all the way in and grinding his hips around. Both moaning, encouraging the other for more and more. Head just at the entrance with Robert's fingers stroking up and down his hard cock, then with a quick plunge in. They were on fire. They had rested and relaxed once. But now they seemed to be at the height of their passion.
Robert, yelled, "Now, oh shit, I am coming. Lord almighty." He bit Graham's shoulder and started to spasm. Gasping and shuddering with each jet of semen. Several quick strokes and Graham plunged in all the way and held. Robert could feel the pulse of Grahams cock. After the second pulse, Graham found a rhythm to his ejaculations and stroked in and out, shuddering and gasping for breath.
Graham collapsed on Robert. "Rob, never like this before." He licked up semen that had hit Rob's chest and chin, feeding it to him. Robert encircled him with his legs and arms and held him in a strong grip.
"Hardly touched myself. Never before." They were both almost incoherent but they understood. They kissed.
They turned on their side with Graham still hard and in Robert. For a long time they just touched and gazed at each other. Finally he softened and came out. They just embraced harder muttering how incredible the other had been. They fell asleep.
Author's Note:
There is a another chapter coming. It is being proof read now, a task that is necessary but at which, I am not good and very slow.
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