The wooden door slammed shut behind them, oak, embedded with generations of memories. Alex’s hands reached around and behind Jared. He grabbed his ass cheeks through the thin black material of the pants and pulled him closer until he could feel Jared's cock, hard and hot, pressed against his groin. He rubbed his own hard cock against his lover, savoring the contact after a long night of a self imposed 'hands off' policy. Damn those formal dinners. When he became a partner, he'd make sure to change the policy about mandatory attendance by senior associates.
His mouth sought out Jared's, lips meeting first, tongues locking in a furious battle for control. He pulled his head back quickly, catching his breath, letting his bruised lips rest for a moment. But only for a moment. Jared's arms wrapped around him tighter, arms which had no intention of letting him escape tonight.
For a moment, Alex resisted. Then he relaxed into the heated embrace. His hands roamed across the back and shoulders and arms which held him tight. Steely muscles moved under his touch as Jared's arms tightened their hold. Alex's fingers slipped under the white shirt, the cotton still crisp to the touch after an evening of socializing. How Jared consistently maintained his exterior cool demeanour and appearance was a skill Alex still hadn’t figured out, even after ten years. Didn’t want to figure out anymore. His fingers made contact against hot skin. Slowly, he ran a single finger down Jared's spine. Alex chuckled, his laugh muffled against Jared's chest, as Jared released a single, quiet gasp at the teasing finger.
Jared's fingers tightened their bruising hold around Alex's waist. Searing lips settled on his ears, nibbling, then biting each lobe in turn. The lips didn't stop at his ears. Alex felt them nuzzling down his neck, pausing at the hollow at the base of his neck. Alex arched his head and his neck back, offering himself to those teasing, tempting lips.
The sensation of Jared's purr against his throat, the vibrations reverberating against his sensitized skin, almost made him come on the spot. He tried to move back, to escape the contact which had his nerves on fires. Jared's deep, low growl, told him he wasn’t going anywhere. Steely hands touched him, manipulated him, guided him. Within seconds his shirt and jacket were lying on the floor.
Bare chested, Alex found himself standing in the middle of Jared's living room. Laid naked under the scrutinizing stare of his lover, Alex turned around, to face the opposite wall. He bent over, balancing on one foot, to remove his shoe. Then he hopped onto his other foot and removed his second shoe. He could feel Jared's eyes. He could imagine Jared calculating the curvature of his ass. He wiggled his ass slightly and heard the faintest hiss of an intake of breath. Languorously Alex straightened. He reached his arms upwards, and stretched, arching his back. The soft thud of a body sinking down, hitting an immovable object, broke the silence in the room.
Alex moved his fingers to the waistband of his pants, deftly undoing the button and zipper, and then, slowly, ever so slowly, pulled them downwards, removing one leg at a time. His thumbs reached for the waist band of his briefs, toyed with the hollows above his hipbones and then peeled his briefs downwards. As they piled on the floor with a soft rustle, Alex stood still for a moment, then turned around.
Jared's eyes were fastened on him. Alex had never seen them darker. Running his hands down his body, Alex's fingers splayed across his chest, glided over his hip bones. One hand strayed toward his balls, cupping the heavy sac, massaging the low hanging balls, while the other hand reached the base of his cock, paused for a moment, and then moved upwards, in a slow, caressing movement. Closing his eyes, Alex's hand began to move faster on his cock. Shaft, head, the throbbing vein on the underside--he stroked and teased and applied pressure. His head fell backwards, his breathing became shallower. Warmer. His hand moved faster and faster.
Suddenly, firm, immovable hands were on his body, removing his hands. A hot mouth engulfed his cock in one, long movement. Alex's hips bucked at the sensation of heat and tightness and pressure. He thrust deeper and deeper, feeling throat muscles constricting and then relaxing around his cock.
