by Thom Jaymes
"Well, this has got to go.” Willis laughed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “You like game shows?"
"Sometimes,” Erick said. “I usually just watch the news while I'm falling asleep. Normally don't have time for anything else."
Willis finished off his first slice of pizza and nabbed the remote from the nightstand. “Let's see what's on."
Erick took a bite of his pizza, chewing thoughtfully as Willis browsed through the channels. The Real World, something about UFOs, Spanish music videos, and some kid's show Erick didn't recognize whizzed by on the screen.
"Nothing on,” Willis remarked. “I wonder if the Pay Per View channels are unlocked."
Erick was about to answer him when suddenly an image on the screen made him freeze. Two men, one large and muscular, the other thin and very attractive, were in a bed together, kissing wildly as their hands explored each others’ bodies.
"Wow.” Willis barked out a surprised laugh. “Guess so."
Erick sat in silence, watching the men grope one another. “Eh, you going to change the channel?"
"Why?” Willis asked, a smile slowly spreading across his face. “This looks like a good show, man.” He downed the rest of his beer and set the empty bottle on the nightstand.
What the fuck? “I'm not really comfortable watching this kind of thing, Willis."
"Why?"
"Because.” Erick stood, quickly turning to hide his erection from Willis. He punched the power button on the TV, killing the screen. “It's—"
"It's what?"
"Weird,” Erick said as he glanced over his shoulder.
Willis’ smile was huge now, his perfect teeth almost sparkling.
What's his game? Is he trying to make fun of me? Make me out myself? I thought he already knew I was gay...
"Erick,” Willis whispered.
"What?"
"Come over here."
"Why?"
"So we can do what they were doing."
"I really don't—"
"Damn it, man.” Willis stood, came up behind him, and spun him around, his face just inches from Willis'. “Do I have to fucking spell it out for you?"
Erick raised an eyebrow. “I don't know what you're trying to do here but..."
Willis reached out his hands, resting them on Erick's shoulders and moving them down slowly.
Erick shivered at his touch. “Willis?"
"I was hoping you'd volunteer to come with if you knew I was going,” Willis said. “That's why I offered in the first damn place."
"What are you talking about?"
"I like you, man."
"What?"
"God.” Willis laughed. “I've talked to you for a long time now, and I know you're not an idiot. You know exactly what I'm talking about.” He moved his face closer, his forehead touching Erick's.
The scent of Willis’ cologne attacked Erick's sense of smell.
Willis moved closer. “You can kiss me. I want you to."
"I don't know."
"Why not?"
"I just don't know."
"Come on, baby.” Willis’ voice was smooth as silk, weakening Erick's knees. “This isn't exactly how I wanted to tell you, but fuck it.” He placed his hand on the back of Erick's neck. “Do I have to get this party started all on my own?"
Erick didn't respond. His mind still spun, trying to wrap around exactly what was happening.
"All right then.” Willis pulled Erick to him, their lips crashing together.
Oh, my God. Erick shut his eyes. No way is this actually happening. He opened his mouth slightly, and Willis shoved his tongue in. The feeling was unbelievable. He wrapped his arms around Willis, pulling him close.
Without breaking the kiss, Willis pulled back until they both fell on the bed. He shoved his suitcase away, letting it hit the floor with a thud.
Willis’ hand slipped under Erick's shirt, moving up to his nipple and tightly pinching. Willis moved his mouth to Erick's ear, lightly licking his lobe.
"Oh, man."
"You like this?” Willis asked, desire drenching his words.
"Yeah,” he was able to answer between shudders.
Willis laughed. He slid his other hand under Erick's shirt, grabbing the other nipple.
"Shit,” Erick hissed, tugging his shirt off over his head and tossing it aside.
Willis pinched harder, and Erick threw his head back, while his hands blindly explored the tight body below him. A moan escaped his throat when his hand slid over Willis’ bulge. He could feel the length of his dick trapped against his leg by his jeans. He searched for the zipper, yearning to set it free.
"Easy, buddy.” Willis pushed Erick's hand away. “What's the rush?"
"I want to see you. All of you."
"You will.” Willis smiled, hauling his shirt off, revealing tight skin stretched over firm muscles. “I'm in no hurry. I want to enjoy this."
"Okay.” Erick couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Okay?” Willis’ bottom lip puffed out. “All I get is an okay?"
"What were you wanting to hear?"
"I want you to tell me that you want this."
"I do want this. Bad."
"How bad?"
Erick ran his tongue up Willis’ neck, stopping at his jaw. “Really fucking bad."
"Good.” Willis grabbed his waist and threw him over on the bed. He straddled him, his crotch right in his face. “Because you're going to get it."
Erick sucked in some air, his heart racing. “Take your dick out."
Willis undid his belt and slowly slid it free. “Why?"
"Because I want to see it."
"You just want to see it?” Willis unbuttoned his fly and pulled down the zipper, his green boxers showing.
"No."
"What do you want to do to it?"
"I want to taste it.” Erick licked his lips. “I want to taste you, Willis."
Willis smiled, reaching into the opening of his boxers and pulling his cock out. His nuts bounced against Erick's chin.
Before Erick knew it, the dick was in his mouth, slamming hard against the back of his throat. Willis’ hands clutched the back of his head, forcing him down on the cock. The feeling of hot skin sliding over his tongue was amazing.
"Oh, man,” Willis moaned. “Suck that dick, Erick."
Erick obliged, struggling to take the thick head deeper into his throat. The taste of pre-cum saturated his mouth, sending waves of pleasure through his being.
Willis pulled his cock back, but Erick lunged forward, sucking it back into his mouth. His hands found Willis’ ass and pulled him forward, ramming the dick deep into his throat.
"Damn, boy!” Willis exclaimed. “You like sucking on this cock, don't you?"
Erick nodded as best he could. I've dreamed of sucking you off.
"Yeah, you do. You going to let me fuck your ass?"
Again, Erick nodded.
"I bet you got a real tight ass. You probably don't let a lot of guys in there, do you?"
Erick shook his head.
"Fuck, man.” Willis pulled his cock away, and this time Erick let it escape so he could gasp in some air. Willis moved slightly, his balls falling on Erick's lips. “Lick my sack."
Opening his mouth wide, Erick sucked the nuts into his mouth, his tongue furiously attacking them.
"Oh, yeah.” Willis took his shaft into his hand, pumping it quickly. He lifted up and then descended, working his bag in and out. “Damn, milk those nuts."
Erick continued.
Willis shuddered and pulled away. “You're about to make me blow."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Hell, no."
"Then what?"
Willis got off the bed and went to his suitcase. He opened it and pulled out the box of condoms. “I'd really hoped I'd get to stick this cock in your ass before I blew a load."
Erick smiled, watching Willis drop his jeans and slip one of the rubbers over his thick member. “I want you t
o fuck me so bad right now."
"Well, you're going to have to take those pants off first, bud."
Laughing, Erick wiggled out of his slacks, his hard cock flopping back against his stomach. He made his way to the edge of the bed, got on all fours, and bared his ass. “Come on."
"I don't want it that way.” Willis closed the box and threw it on the nightstand. “I want to look at you."
"Okay.” Erick rolled over, pulling his legs back with his hands.
Willis sat on the bed, motioning Erick toward him. “Come here."
Releasing his legs, Erick crawled to Willis and straddling him. He moaned, feeling Willis’ cock press against his asshole.
Willis’ hands shot out and connected with Erick's hips and pulled him down.
The pressure against his hole caused Erick to moan, but it didn't enter.
"Tight,” Willis announced. “Might need some lube."
"No.” Erick shook his head.
Willis smiled and pushed again, still not making it inside.
"Fuck,” Erick hissed. He spit into his hand, reached back, and slathered his hole. “Try again."
Suddenly it was in. Erick's head went back as soon as the cock broke past the tight ball of muscle and slid up into his ass. The initial shock of pain quickly subsided, replaced by undeniable pleasure. “Oh, shit..."
"Man, this feels better than I imagined.” Willis started pumping, working his shaft deeper and deeper.
"Yeah,” Erick gasped.
Willis laughed, tightening his grasp. He started thrusting faster.
Erick closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling.
"Open those eyes. I want you to look at me."
Doing as he was told, Erick smiled. “Sorry."
"Don't apologize.” Willis gritted his teeth. “Jack your cock."
Erick wrapped his hand around his shaft, finding it wet with pre-cum. He jerked it roughly, all the while struggling to keep rhythm with Willis.
"Fuck,” Willis whispered, his eyes locked on Erick's. “I want to blow so bad."
"Go ahead.” Erick said, watching Willis’ chest muscles tense up. He used his free hand to rub the hard pecs.
"Yeah?"
"Yes."
Willis opened his mouth as if he was going to say something else, but instead of forming words, it just hung open. Suddenly his entire body shook.
Erick cried out, feeling Willis’ erection shudder inside him. He looked down just in time to see strands of gleaming white fly from his own dick and splatter on Willis’ chest.
"Damn, boy...” Willis wheezed heavily.
Erick let the cock slide from his ass. He fell onto the bed beside Willis, gasping for air. “God, I can't believe that just happened."
"Why?” Willis rolled over, placing his hand on his lover's chest.
"No reason.” Because you are the man of my damn fantasies, that's why.
"Well, I've been wanting that for a long fucking time."
"Really?"
"Hell, man.” Willis wiped sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. “Ever since I first started talking to you."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I've always thought you were ... adorable. When I heard you were gay, I knew I had to tell you how I felt, but I just didn't have the balls to do it."
Me? Adorable? Erick laughed, giving Willis’ nuts a gentle squeeze with his hand. “I'm glad you had the balls today."
"Me, too.” Willis pulled Erick on top of him, holding him tight.
Erick rested his head on Willis's chest, inhaling the combination of his musky sweat and their semen and feeling himself harden once more.
"Damn,” Willis whispered, his hand finding Erick's thickening shaft. “You ready again?"
Erick blushed. The sensation felt bizarre, clammy against his burning skin. After what they had just done, how could he still have any shyness toward Willis? “You ... excite me."
"It feels great to hear you say that.” Willis slid his hand away from Erick's dick, stopping at his nipple and pinching hard. “It's not the first time I've seen you with wood."
"What?” Erick pushed himself up to a straddling position. “What are you talking about?"
"At work. Back on the line. I saw your pants tent out plenty of times.” Willis laughed. “I always hoped it had something to do with me."
"I wish I knew that you looked at me ... like that."
"Well, I did.” Willis smiled. “I still do, man.” He placed his hand behind Erick's head, pulling him down for a long kiss.
When the kiss finally broke, Erick asked, “Where do we go from here?"
"Well, I'm going to smoke a cigarette. Then I'm going to fuck the shit out of you again."
"No, I mean us.” Erick bit his lip. “Do you think it's going to be strange? You know, at work and stuff."
"Why?"
"Well, I just don't want things to get weird between us."
"They won't."
"How do you know?"
"What are you afraid of?” Willis pressed his forehead against Erick's. “No one has to know about us. At work, anyway."
"I just don't know."
Willis kissed Erick's cheek. “I'm not looking for a fuck buddy here, man. I'm looking for something more. Just in case that was what you're worried about."
"What do you mean?"
"I've been alone for a long time now. I want someone to ... be with."
"Willis...” This has got to be a dream!
"We're already friends, Erick. What's stopping us from going forward? Hell, I just fucked you on a hotel room bed. We've already taken one drastic step today. Why not another?"
"Why not? We can give it a shot, I guess."
Willis sighed, looking relieved. “Cool.” He reached out, grabbing the box of condoms from the nightstand and fishing one out. “You know, I think I'll skip that cigarette. I think I'd rather fuck you again first."
Erick smiled. “Sounds good to me.” He rolled over, allowing Willis to remove the used contraceptive and replace it with a new one. Without Willis seeing, he pinched his side, feeling the pain shoot through him.
Yeah, I'm not dreaming. He smiled as Willis positioned himself above him. And this is totally better than watching Pay Per View.
The End
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Thom Jaymes resides in West Virginia with his partner, Patrick. You can find Thom online at www.myspace.com/thomjaymes
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