by Rafe Jadison
Heath moved his hands slowly over Dane’s chest, enjoying every ripple, every fold. Dane’s chest hair was thick, and Heath moved his hands through it, allowing his fingers to rest on a nipple, or the side of a pec, as he moved. This was something that seemed forbidden to him only moments ago, and now he wanted it more than anything. He squeezed Dane’s pecs with various degrees of firmness, feeling them from different angles and intensities. Dane began to moan under his touch, and the sound suddenly empowered Heath, urged him on.
Heath bent slowly down and moved his tongue lightly over Dane’s right nipple. Dane jolted, but then pushed his chest toward Heath. Heath needed no further invitation, and began to suck Dane’s nipple, first lightly, and then faster and harder. Dane moaned some more and Heath responded to the sound by sucking faster, and then reaching around to grab Dane’s ass in his hands. Heath cupped each cheek, firmly, and then tenderly, allowing his hands to explore the older man’s full, thick ass.
Dane continued to moan lightly, and then he whispered, “It’s been forever for me too.”
Heath looked up, acknowledging what the other man said, but then returning his attention to Dane’s chest, this time moving over to his left nipple. Heath continued to grasp Dane’s ass, kneading Dane’s meaty cheeks, and pulling them apart in the middle. Heath lightly ran his fingers over the center of Dane’s ass, desperate to explore what was under Dane’s pants.
Heath suddenly pulled back and nodded to Dane’s pants. Dane looked at him, his face flushed, and nodded back. Heath reached for Dane’s belt, now less clumsy as he unhooked it. Once Dane’s belt was open, Heath reached in, unbuttoning Dane’s trousers and then unzipping his fly. With a passion that surprised them both, Dane yanked Heath’s pants down and then looked at him, his face as flushed and desperate as Dane’s.
“Step out of them,” Heath mumbled, staring at the other man.
Dane kicked off his shoes, and as asked, climbed out of his pants.
Heath stared at Dane, electrified by the sight of the other man in boxer briefs with his shirt wide open. Heath practically charged him, moving close and kissing Dane hard.
Dane pulled back for a moment. “What happened to not wanting to be some guy’s adventure?” he asked with a smile.
“You’re going to be my adventure, and I want to see everything,” Heath said, pushing into Dane, and moving them back to the desk.
Dane was backed up the desk and he slowly slid his behind onto it. Heath moved in fast, reaching down and parting Dane’s knees. He kissed Dane passionately, moving his hands into Dane’s hair, and his tongue deep into Dane’s warm mouth. His hands travelled down and he practically ripped Dane’s shirt off the rest of the way.
Not wanting to be alone in his state of undress, Dane pulled away from the kiss for a moment and grabbed onto Heath’s shirt. “Take it off,” he said, looking Heath in the eye.
Heath pulled his shirt up from where it was tucked into his pants and over his head, not bothering to unbutton it in the process.
“Nice,” Dane said, admiring the firmness of Heath’s smooth, taut chest.
Heath moved forward, pushing his chest into Dane’s and then whispering, “I’m glad you like it,” into Dane’s ear before he returned to kissing his new lover.
Heath could feel Dane’s cock pushing out from the boxer briefs he wore, and Heath longed to release his own. He grabbed Dane’s hands and moved them to his waist, wondering where Dane would allow his hands to roam.
Heath groaned as he felt Dane’s hand move onto his erection, tracing it through his pants.
“You’re pretty excited,” Dane said, unzipping Heath’s pants, and placing his hand into the opening.
It was Heath’s turn to moan as he suddenly felt Dane’s hand underneath his nut sack, holding it firmly through his underwear, and gently pushing it up.
“I’m not that experienced,” Heath murmured. “I mean, I haven’t done it enough. No real relationships.”
“Don’t worry,” Dane said, moving his mouth close to Heath’s ear. “It’s a turn-on.”
Heath felt his back arch when Dane simultaneously placed his mouth on Heath’s ear while he firmly grasped Heath’s cock through his underwear.
Dane pulled Heath closer, using his cock-filled hand to guide him. Heath looked down at his crotch and then back at Dane’s eyes.
“No need to say anymore,” Dane said, pulling his hand out from Heath’s zipper opening and then unbuttoning Heath’s belt and then his pants.
Dane slid off the desk, and with a fast yank, pulled Heath’s pants and underwear straight down. Heath smiled as the older man got down on his knees in front of him. When Dane moved his tongue slowly over Heath’s engorged member, Heath almost cried. He couldn’t recall anything ever feeling that good.
“This wasn’t really your skill set,” Heath said, looking down at Dane.
Dane pulled his mouth away from Heath’s cock, but still firmly grasped its thick, red meatiness in his hand. “Just because I haven’t sucked a cock, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to make love.”
Heath nodded and said, “Carry on.”
Dane tightened his grip on Heath’s cock, and then put it back in his mouth. He started with only the head, wrapping his lips around it and giving it a strong suck.
“Fuck,” Heath moaned, clenching his hands.
Heath’s words egged Dane on and he moved his tongue over the bottom of Heath’s shaft. Heath tensed with the movement, and he began to slowly stroke Heath’s cock while he sucked. With his other hand, Dane reached for Heath’s balls.
Heath reached his hands down, running his fingers through Dane’s thick, dark hair until they came to rest on Dane’s temples. Heath felt himself begin to push into Dane’s mouth, as if he were responding to some instinct that had suddenly turned on inside him.
“You’re great at this,” Heath said.
“I’ve had a lover for the last decade. Regular sex can make you an expert,” Dane explained, pulling his mouth away from Heath.
“I wouldn’t know,” Heath said and then laughed.
“And having it taken away for the better part of the last year makes you even more enthusiastic,” Dane explained.
“Speaking of enthusiasm,” Heath said, and then nodded to his cock. “If you could go back to that…”
Dane laughed and then positioned his mouth back onto Heath’s cock. He licked the head, tracing underneath it, first slowly, and then fast. Heath’s cock tensed and thickened with each lick. Heath’s balls seemed to almost twitch.
“Has a man ever been on top of this?” Dane asked, looking up at Heath.
Heath shook his head. “Mainly, I’ve done oral. I let that first guy fuck me.”
Dane nodded. “Lie down,” he whispered.
As Heath stretched out on the floor, Dane walked over to his desk. He reached into a bottom drawer and pulled out a large bottle of lotion.
Heath looked at him and raised his eyebrow. “Some people keep liquor bottles in their desks, some people keep…”
“It’s for my hands, smartass,” Dane said, placing the large plastic bottle of lotion next to Heath on the floor, and then walking over to his own pants.
Dane pulled out his wallet from a back pocket of his pants and then from the wallet removed a small shiny package. “I think this’ll work,” Dane said. “We’re about the same size.”
Dane walked over with the condom wrapper in his hand and leaned down in front of Heath. He tenderly grabbed Heath’s swollen cock and put his mouth on it, moving back and forth for just a moment.
“Oh, God,” Heath mumbled. “I don’t think I’m going to last long if you keep that up.”
Dane moved his mouth off Heath’s cock and looked up. “You’re not going to last long no matter what. I just want to make sure you are at your absolute hardest before I put this puppy on.”
Heath laughed as he watched Dane open the condom wrapper and place the condom right above his cock. Heath felt his cock harden even more
as Dane moved the condom over it and then squirted some lotion on his hands and moved them over Heath’s now condom covered cock.
“Are you sure?” Heath asked, as Dane crouched over his cock.
“You’re twenty-five and you’ve never done this. It’s time,” Dane said.
“Yeah, but I thought you didn’t like being fucked,” Heath said.
“I said that for me and Matthew that it was better if I fucked him. You and I can try that later,” Dane said with a wink, and then nodded to Heath’s cock. “For now, let’s take care of this big boy.”
Heath smiled and watched as Dane lubed his own cock and ass. He was a beautiful man, and Heath could think of no better way to spend a snow day than this.
“You’re kind of big,” Dane said, stretching his legs apart as he crouched over Heath.
“If you don’t want to…” Heath began.
“I want to,” Dane said, pushing Heath’s cock head up against his hole.
Heath gasped as he felt Dane lower himself upon him.
“Try not to move,” Dane said, with a look of surprise on his face as he slid and suddenly found his ass touching Heath’s balls. “That went a little faster than planned.”
“Not a problem,” Heath said, as he watched Dane move around a bit.
Dane arched his back up as he shifted himself around on Heath’s now rock-hard cock. Heath took in a deep breath as he felt Dane’s softness surrounding him, trying not to explode.
“Feel okay?” Dane asked.
Heath nodded, scared to move more than was absolutely necessary. Dane reached for Heath’s hands and placed one his chest and one on his cock. Heath allowed his hand to wander, once again enjoying the feel of Dane’s hairy chest and thick nipples. As his other hand grasped Dane’s cock, he realized that although it was a similar size to his own that it was a little shorter and a little fatter. He moved his hand over it, slowly enjoying the differences.
Dane began to move at a timid pace, pushing his behind back and forth. He closed his eyes for a second, seeming to be in a different world. Heath tweaked one of Dane’s nipples while slowly beginning to run his hand up and down Dane’s rigid shaft. Heath smiled as he watched Dane’s faraway look intensify even more, but he soon felt himself pulled in even deeper into their lovemaking as Dane continued to move over him.
Dane began to shift back and forth a little faster, and Heath felt him tighten his grip on his cock. He pushed up and into Dane while still caressing Dane’s cock and chest. Dane suddenly opened his eyes and looked right at Heath. Heath relished the look, feeling his eyes drawn in as deeply as other parts of him were.
Dane smiled at Heath, and then began to move faster. Heath pushed his cock far into Dane and then pulled back, trying to add his own choreography to their dance. As Dane rotated back and forth and then side to side, holding Heath’s overly rigid cock inside him, Heath pushed into him. As the movements increased, Heath’s grip on Dane’s chest became harder, grabbing one pec and then another. He moved his hand faster and faster on Dane’s cock and the look between the two men intensified even more.
Heath was about to explode; his face pained, his movements urgent and needy. Dane moved his ass faster, pulling Heath in with all his might while keeping his eyes fixed on Heath’s tender green ones. Dane arched his back even more and Heath began to move almost mercilessly into him. Heath could feel his balls smacking lightly against Dane’s tight muscular ass. Dane looked at him, and Heath knew that the rhythm was pushing Dane over the edge. Heath nodded and pushed faster and faster. As he exploded into Dane, the older man thrust his back farther than Heath thought anyone could. Heath smiled as he felt Dane shoot out into his hand and across his stomach.
Their orgasms seemed to last forever and to come as one as each man shot until he felt there was nothing left inside him.
They were still for a few minutes as their breathing slowly changed from rapid to near silent.
“We did it at the same time,” Heath said finally, looking up at Dane and smiling.
Dane nodded and lowered his torso onto Heath. He kissed the younger man and Heath kissed him back, but only for a second as they acknowledged what had just happened. They were exhausted and Dane, still on top of Heath, placed his head on Heath’s chest. Heath reached his arms around Dane, appreciating the light layer of sweat that seemed to cover both of their bodies on this cold winter’s day.
Chapter 4
Heath woke alone in Dane’s office. The room was dark and all the blinds into the glass office were shut. He turned on a small lamp on Dane’s desk. A note read, “Meet me in the break room. I’m making breakfast.” Heath laughed, wondering what kind of culinary delicacies Dane was able to find in the old refrigerator that had held so many people’s lunches. He grabbed his clothes and put them on, painfully aware that even though there were no video cameras in the offices, boardrooms, rest rooms, and a few other places, that most of the building was under camera surveillance.
When he was finally dressed, Heath entered the giant room that made up most of the first floor of the Pristine Building. He could tell from the windows that it was dark outside, and a quick glance at his phone let him know that it was five twenty-two. He couldn’t believe that they had spent yet another night sleeping on the floor of Dane’s office, but he had to admit that he felt rested beyond belief.
A look through the windows revealed that the snow was still coming. The storm had passed a foot on the first day and now, on day three, it was supposed to finish delivering a second foot of snow to the area. Heath shook his head. They were going to be here awhile, and he started to laugh thinking about it. Suddenly, he was glad that Dane had insisted they stay. He wondered for a moment if things would have worked out the same way if they had waited until next month to go out for drinks. The thought of not having had this time with Dane, or of even having to wait a month for it, bothered Heath as he walked into the lobby and then to the escalator. He suddenly hoped that there would be many more days like this.
The second floor was as vacant as the first, and the lights in it were off. Still, as Heath made his way down the darkened hallway, he was able to find his way to the break room from the bright light that shone from its open door.
Dane was standing between the giant old refrigerator and the rather new microwave. Like Heath, he was wearing gym shorts and a tank top that they had kept in their lockers at work. Dane turned as Heath entered the room.
“Of our original thirteen frozen dinners, we have six left, most of them low-cal, but I figure that if we’re careful they can last us a few days more.”
“You took pictures of all these, right?” Heath asked, still a little amazed at Dane’s thoughtfulness in such a crazy time.
“Yep, I took pictures of each one with my phone so we can replace them when we leave. I think everyone will understand,” Dane said, walking over to Heath and kissing him on the lips.
Heath looked up and glanced around.
Dane grabbed his chin and lightly pulled it until they were looking into each other’s eyes again.
“No cameras in here. Remember?” Dane asked.
Heath nodded and kissed Dane back. “So what’s for breakfast?”
“Szechuan chicken and home style macaroni and cheese,” Dane said, moving back toward the microwave.
“You sure know how to add variety to our meals,” Heath said walking up and hugging Dane from behind.
“Or you could have eggs Benedict with fresh squeezed orange juice,” a voice from the doorway said.
Heath released his hold on Dane as he and Dane turned toward the door.
“Mr. Pristine,” Dane said, not entirely covering the shock in his voice.
“I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get to you two. I saw you on the cameras from my home office yesterday. It seems the private snow removal company we hired switched owners and our contract somehow got lost in the shuffle. I didn’t know anyone was still here until I saw you on the cameras last night. I called the company a
nd they said the driver would put us on his first run this morning, somewhere around five. I told them I wanted to come up here with him. You don’t want to know what it costs to have a snow truck pick you up in the morning. We were able to get past your car on our way up the hill, and you should be able to move it once some of this snow starts melting in a few days. Anyway, I booked you a hotel room for the next several days a few miles from here and the driver said he’ll be glad to take you. If you really want to go home, I might be able to talk him into taking you both all that way, but I’m pretty sure he’s going to ask for my first born child who doesn’t even live in state anymore.”
“No, the hotel is great,” Dane said, and then looked at Heath to confirm the idea.
“More than great,” Heath said. “It’s very kind of you.”
“It’s not half what you deserve. I’ve seen you boys actually working the last few days. And of course, that’s what I assume you were doing when you spent so much time in your office, Sanders,” Mr. Pristine said, addressing Dane by his last name.
Something in his tone made Heath fairly certain that Mr. Pristine had a pretty good idea of what they had been doing in Dane’s office. Heath had never really had a conversation with the older man, but he was starting to like him. Although his snow gear looked like it should be worn on a ski slope in Aspen, it still made him much more approachable than his usual suit and tie. Heath hoped that he looked so good when he was in his late fifties.
“Of course,” Dane said. “It’s always work with me.”
“Well, then let’s make sure you relax the next few days. There’s a nice gym and a heated pool at the hotel. You can shower in a real bathroom instead of that locker room. The restaurant is damn near amazing. Eat what you want; it’s on me. I booked the room for three days. I figure we’ll be able to be on the roads more after that, but if not, we’ll book it for longer. I hope you don’t mind, but I only took out one room. I thought you might get bored if you were alone too much.”