Smoldering Desires

by C. E. Knipes

  At six p.m. on the nose, the appetizer plates were whisked away, and the entrées were served. Despite my best intentions, I kept an eye on Drake and Brent. I wasn’t sure if they had spotted us. I wanted to avoid an encounter at all costs. The chicken was delicious and was accompanied by yellow rice, asparagus with carrots, and butter and rolls. After dinner, the four of us took to the dance floor. We spent the next three hours dancing to a playlist of rock, easy listening, classical, R&B, and hip-hop. Calvin and Sebastian made regular trips to the bar. We went outside several times to smoke joints. When ten p.m. rolled around, I was feeling no pain. But I was tired from dancing and I had to take a piss.

  The evening was almost over, and none of us had encountered Brent or Drake. But I should have known my luck wouldn’t hold. Sebastian and I had just finished dancing to an oldie but goodie when I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. When I entered, both stalls were occupied. I went to the first urinal, unzipped, and began pissing. I was mid-piss when Brent walked in. I realized I would be hard-pressed to defend myself if he launched a physical attack.

  He hesitated when he saw me, then proceeded anyway. He irritatingly chose the urinal next to me, even though one of the stalls had freed up. He didn’t hide the fact that he was trying to check out my cock. He unzipped his pants and gave me a bird’s eye view of what he was packing.

  We glared at each other without speaking.

  The seconds ticked by. Of course this had to be a long piss for me. Why was no one else entering?

  “If you see anything you like, feel free to grab it. I haven’t had a good handjob in days.”

  “I’m happy to say I haven’t had that problem.”

  If looks could kill, they would have been planning my funeral.

  “You know, Evan, that Sebastian still loves me. He couldn’t get enough of this bad boy. We did it two or three times a day.”

  He stepped away from the urinal to give me a full crotch shot before stowing his junk.

  “Brent, you and Sebastian are through. You have been for months. He’s with me now. It will take more than a semi-big dick to win him back.”

  I zipped up. The slam against his manhood had not been missed.

  “It’s only a matter of time, Evan. He always comes back to me. There have been others. Many looked just like you. Each time we broke up, he always found some piece of ass to take care of his needs till we were back together. Ask him about it. I dare you.”

  “I’m not going to repeat your insane lies, Brent. I seriously think you need professional help.”

  “Is that what Sebastian’s been telling you. That I’m crazy?”

  His eyes narrowed to slits. He took a menacing step toward me.

  Whatever action he had intended to take was never realized. Calvin burst through the door. Even though he was drunk, he sized up the situation immediately. He inserted himself between Brent and me, causing Brent to take two steps backward.

  “Do I need to kick your ass, loser? I’d be more than happy to.”

  “Fuck you. And your friends.”

  Calvin made a fake lunge at Brent. His response was to beat feet for the door.

  “Are you okay, Evan? That guy is becoming a real nuisance.”

  “I’m fine. He’s all bluster. Let’s not mention this to Sebastian, okay? I don’t want to ruin our evening.”

  “Okay. If he bothers you again, let me know.”

  “Thanks, Calvin.”

  I left Calvin to his business and went back to our table. Sebastian and Jessica were on the dance floor. When the song ended, they returned to the table. Sebastian sensed something was not right. He knew me so well.

  “What’s wrong, Evan?”

  I knew I couldn’t lie to him. I quickly told him of the encounter in the bathroom.

  “Thankfully, Calvin was there. Not that you couldn’t have taken care of yourself. We just need to add this to the list of occurrences. Do you want another drink or are you ready to head home?”

  “I think I’m going to take it easy on the alcohol for the night. I don’t want to be a lousy lay the first time we have sex. And yes, I’m ready to leave if you are.”

  “I’m doubting you’ll be a lame lay, Evan.”

  He leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

  “When Jess and Calvin are done with this dance, we’ll see if they’re ready to go. If you have no objections, I’d like to stay in my room tonight.”

  “That’s fine, Sebastian.”

  When Jessica and Calvin returned to the table, both of them were ready to call it a night. Sebastian called the limo driver, who said he would be out front in ten minutes. Jessica and I waited while Sebastian and Calvin retrieved our things from the coat check. We then waited outside till the limo arrived. On the ride home the talk consisted exclusively of the great evening we had just been through. Jessica and Calvin finished the last bottle of champagne. Sebastian and I refrained from drinking. Sebastian put his arm around me, and I laid my head on his chest.

  When we dropped Jessica and Calvin off in front of Jessica’s dorm, they both wished us a good night. Sebastian directed the limo driver to drop us off directly in front of his dorm. I followed him inside and to his room. I was giddy from the champagne, and the thought of what was coming next. Sebastian unlocked his door, opened it, and gallantly waved me in. He closed the door behind him but didn’t turn on the overhead light.

  “Close your eyes for a minute.”

  I heard several matches being struck. This was followed by the aroma of candles. I also smelled roses.

  “Open your eyes.”

  When I did I couldn’t believe my eyes. About a dozen candles were lit around the room. Everything was bathed in their light. The bed was covered in red and pink rose petals.

  “It’s amazing, Sebastian.”

  He held out his arms. I stepped between them and he hugged me tight. He held my head and kissed me deeply on the lips. From there, his hands began exploring my body. He undid my bowtie and laid it over the back of the chair by his bed. He loosened my cummerbund and slid it free. He knelt down, untied my shoes, and slid them and my socks off.

  “Let me catch up.”

  I undid his bowtie and cummerbund. I laid them on the chair in a pile separate from mine. He removed my tuxedo coat and draped it gently over the chair. He slid off my vest, unbuttoned and removed my shirt, and took off my T-shirt. He gazed at my chest before running his fingers through the hair growing there.

  “My hairy Irish ginger.”

  He ran his hands over my chest and stomach, stopping several times to tweak each nipple. I was by no means ripped, but I was proud I didn’t carry any extra weight. He undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and tugged them down my thighs and to my ankles. I stepped out of them. He knelt at my feet and pushed the pile of clothing out of his way. My crotch was directly in his face. My dick was a flagpole, ready to burst out of my briefs. He squeezed it repeatedly, then sucked the head, underwear and all. I was already leaking. He hooked his thumbs, one on each side, beneath the waistband of my briefs. In one swift movement, they were at my ankles. My cock slapped against my stomach. He grabbed it in his right hand and tugged it several times.

  “You have a beautiful cock.”

  “Thanks. I’ve had it all my life.”

  He laughed and stood and pulled me to him once more. His lips were on mine again as he kneaded the cheeks of my ass.

  “Let me help you with the rest of your clothing.”

  Mere seconds later, he was standing before me. Fully naked. He was a breathtaking sight. His cock was several inches larger than mine, and I was no slouch in the dick department.

  “Christ, Sebastian, does that thing have its own zip code?”

  He pulled me to him once more. Our cocks were pressed tightly to each other. Sebastian maneuvered me back till the edge of the bed hit the back of my legs. He pushed me down onto it. I rolled onto the bed and lay on my back, my head on the pillows. He joined me on the bed and slid on top
of me. The feeling was incredible. His weight, his warmth, and his hair all combined into one overpowering sensation. He kissed me on the lips, then his tongue began probing briefly inside my mouth. From there he planted kisses on my neck and in my underarms. He moved down the length of my body, planting kisses the entire way.

  He didn’t miss a single spot as I squirmed in ecstasy beneath him. When he had reached my toes, he started back up, ending at my lips. He kissed me again. I felt his cock pressing against mine. For the second time, he made his way down my torso. This time he stopped at my crotch. I felt his lips on the head of my dick, and then his warm, wet mouth was sliding over it. I grabbed handfuls of his hair as he sawed slowly, teasingly, lovingly.

  When I thought I was going to come, he ceased and reached for a tiny packet of lube from the nightstand. He applied it to himself and then to me. I felt the head of his cock press against my opening and then he was inside me.

  I grabbed his arms and gritted my teeth at the initial intrusion.

  “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

  “Do you want me to beat you?”

  He laughed and resumed his progress.

  When he had completely filled me, he paused. I let out an involuntary long, low grunt. He was undoubtedly the largest lover in the cock department I’d ever had. He kissed me deeply on the lips before beginning long, deep strokes. I locked my heels against his waist and wrapped my arms around him.

  My world narrowed to Sebastian’s weight pressing against me, his large cock inside me, and the sounds of our coupling. His prowess was amazing as he kept up his pace seemingly non-stop. I continued to meet each of his thrusts with one of my own. I nibbled his ears and whispered words of encouragement into them. When his thrusts increased in intensity, I realized his release was drawing near. I spit into my right hand and quick slicked up my cock. Sebastian sank into me a final time and cried out as he spent himself inside me. Another stroke and I was spewing onto my chest.

  Sebastian kissed me deeply as he stared into my eyes.

  “I love you, Evan McGarrity.”

  They were the words I’d been longing to hear.

  “And I love you, Sebastian Tantalos.”

  He withdrew from me and rolled onto his side. I lay my head on his chest, once more relishing the feel of him. We spent the rest of the night exploring every inch of each other’s body. As the gray light of dawn began to suffuse the room, I collapsed beside Sebastian. There wasn’t a spot on his body that I hadn’t stroked, licked, or bit. We were both shiny with sweat. Rose petals were stuck on various parts of our bodies. I leaned on my elbow and kissed him.

  Within minutes, he was hard again. He rolled me onto my side as he kissed the back of my neck. He reached over me and grabbed another packet of lube. I heard his preparations and felt the lube being applied. I felt the head of Sebastian’s cock pressing against me, and then he was inside me. He lifted and held my right leg as he entered me, oh so slowly. Sebastian began slow thrusts, rocking me gently on the bed. As he did, he grabbed my dick in his hand and began stroking it. He matched his strokes to his thrusts. All the while, he licked and bit my right ear, and planted kisses on my neck and shoulder.

  When his lunges reached a fevered pitch, he cried out as he sank into me a final time. I grabbed my cock out of his hand and finished myself off. Sebastian rolled onto his back, and I rested my head on his stomach.

  “I’m going to take a shower.”

  “I wish I could join you.”

  “Me too. But I don’t think your suitemates would approve.”

  When I opened Sebastian’s door, there was a vase of red roses on the floor in front of it. When I picked them up, my heart seemed to skip a beat as I read the card.

  “Dearest Sebastian, thanks so much for last night. It meant the world to me to be with you, however brief.”

  Brent

  Chapter Six

  I knew it wasn’t true. There had been no time last night when Sebastian had been away from me. Even trips to the bathroom hadn’t been long enough for any sex to take place. Brent’s efforts to break us up were growing more and more desperate. And more sadistic. Should I show the flowers to Sebastian? It would surely ruin what had happened last night and this morning. But could I lie and pretend they had never arrived?

  I carried the flowers down the hall and opened the door to the main lounge a crack. No one was stirring yet. I removed the note and tore it into pieces. I then stuffed the flowers and note shreds into the covered garbage can in the lounge. I hoped no one would find them. I exited the lounge and took a long, hot shower. I tried unsuccessfully to push my recent deed from my mind. However, I was determined that I was not going to lose Sebastian to Brent.

  When I got back to the room, Sebastian took his turn in the shower. I dressed in a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. When Sebastian entered the room with just a towel tied around his waist, my lust was reignited.

  “Let me finish drying you off.”

  He unwrapped the towel and handed it to me. I started with his back and moved to his front from there. When I did, I was met by his raging hard-on. I knelt in front of him and tentatively licked the fat head. Sebastian sighed and placed his hands on my shoulders. I swallowed as much of his cock as I could, but there was still enough left to wrap my hand around. Using a combination of my mouth and my hand, Sebastian was erupting inside my mouth within minutes.

  “Christ, that was awesome. Will you marry me?”

  “You know I have a lot more to offer than just sex, Mr. Tantalos.”

  “I do indeed, Mr. McGarrity.”

  I watched him get dressed, and then he joined me on the bed.

  “Are you hungry?”

  “You know I am.”

  “I’ll call in an order to Mandy’s and run and get it. Sound good?”

  “Sounds great.”

  “What would you like?”

  “Surprise me.”

  Sebastian stepped outside to place his order so I couldn’t hear. He came back into the room and kissed me good-bye. When he returned, he had two breakfast hoagies, fried potatoes, an assortment of donuts, two milks, two orange juices, and two coffees.

  “Wow, Sebastian. What a feast.”

  “We’ve certainly worked up an appetite.”

  He set the food out on his small coffee table, and we made short work of it, except for the coffee.

  “I’m ready for a nap after that feast.”

  “Me too. Thanks, Sebastian.”

  We had just gotten back in bed when my phone rang. As expected, it was my mother. She knew me well enough not to call too early on a weekend.

  “Good morning, Evan. How are you?”

  “I’m fine, Mom. How are you?”

  “I’m good. I got your pictures last night. Your father and I, and Rory and Ian enjoyed them very much. Sebastian is a very handsome man. You guys make a perfect couple. And Jessica looked absolutely beautiful. Who’s that handsome young man with her?”

  “That’s her new boyfriend, Calvin. They’ve been dating for several weeks. He’s a great guy.”

  “How wonderful that you all got to go together. Did you have a good time?”

  “Yes, Mom. It was a wonderful time. Before I forget, Sebastian will be joining us for Thanksgiving dinner. He will probably stay a few days if that’s okay.”

  “That’s wonderful news, Evan. I can’t wait to tell your father. Of course, he’s welcome to stay here as many days as he’d like. Oh, I can’t wait to meet him.” The rest of the conversation entailed catching me up on family matters. And of course, all the town gossip.

  “Oh my goodness, Evan. We’ve been on the phone an hour. I better let you go. Sebastian might be trying to call you.”

  “Actually, Mom, he’s right here with me. We’ve been studying.”

  “Oh. Oh, I see.”

  Her second “oh” had risen several decibels. She had made the connection as to what “studying” meant. For a moment, I had flustered the stalwart Mary McGar
rity.

  “Well, I don’t want to take up any more of your study time. I’ll call you after Halloween to firm up plans for Thanksgiving. Have a wonderful week.”

  “Thanks, Mom. You too. Love you.”

  “Love you too, Evan.”

  I clicked off the call and rolled over to find Sebastian staring at me. He was smiling from ear to ear.

  “So, am I in for Thanksgiving?”

  “Yes, you are officially on the guest list. You better be prepared for intense scrutiny from my entire family.”

  “I think I’ll be just fine. Now, I’m not done with you yet.”

  He kissed me on the lips then slid down till he was at my crotch. He grabbed my dick and began slowly stroking it. After only a few strokes, it was standing at attention. He reached over and grabbed a packet of lube. He slathered it on my cock, then applied some to himself. When he was satisfied, he placed a knee on either side of my waist. He rose up till he was positioned above my cock. He held my gaze as he lowered himself till the head of my cock had slid between his cheeks. He lowered completely, impaling himself. He was warm and snug on my dick.

  Sebastian rose up and then back down, grunting softly as he did so. He paused for a moment, placed his hands on my stomach, and began riding me like a rodeo bull. The sounds of our slapping flesh filled the room. Sweat was running down Sebastian’s chest.

  I grabbed his cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts. I was getting ready to come. I grabbed Sebastian by his forearms and drove up into him a final time. I cried out as I emptied inside him. Moments later, he was spraying my stomach with his come.

  “Thanks for the ride, cowboy.”

  “Any time.”

  He rolled off me and lay beside me. Soon his soft snores filled my ears. I wasn’t far behind him.

  We slept till it was dinner time. We both showered, dressed, and walked to DiMarco’s for pizza. Thankfully, neither Drake, Brent, nor Mike were there. We ordered a large pizza and two beers. As we waited for our order, Sebastian reached across the table and grabbed my hand. He pressed it to his lips and kissed it tenderly.

  “I love you, Evan McGarrity. God, it feels so wonderful to say that.”