I ploughed into Tristan again and again, chasing my impending climax. Pleasure washed over his face, spurring me on. Slaps of sweaty skin and our combined moans reverberated around the room, the only soundtrack I wanted to hear in my gym, and one I would happily listen to every single day of my life.
Releasing one of his hips, I reached around, wrapping my hand around Tristan’s rock-hard cock, wanting him to come at the same time as me. It took several thrusts for me to find a rhythm, stroking his shaft at the same time as fucking his ass. Without warning, my orgasm slammed into me, my body jerking as I filled him with come.
Unable to focus on anything but how damn intense my orgasm was, my movement on his cock faltered. Tristan quickly wrapped his hand around mine on his cock, and we moved together. Withjusta few strokes, he yelled as white ropes of come erupted from him, splattering the mat.
Slowly, I pulled out of him, admiring the way my come leaked from his ass.
Fucking Christ, that was hot.
Tristan rolled onto his back, not giving a damnthathe was now lying in the mess he’djustmade. I collapsed next to him, the two of us panting. After whatseemedlike an eternity, Tristan twisted to look at me, amusement dancing in his eyes.“Totally worth getting up at the crack of dawn.”
Tristan
With Ben’s approval, I didn’t go straight to his house in the morning; I needed to restock on paint supplies. By the time I arrived at his place, he’d gone to work, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit disappointedthatI didn’t get to see him.
When I’d left for the evening yesterday, I had the feeling he was lining up to ask me to stay again, and fuck, did I wantto. Not wanting to have to tell him no, though, I dropped into conversationthatI’d promised the twins I’d spend the evening helping them decorate the front of the house with Christmas lights.
He lookedjustas disheartened as I felt.
Still, I got to spend the evening with my two favorite girls, and once the lights were up, the three of us snuggled on the couch with hot chocolates and watched two and a half Christmas films. Half because the twins fell asleep, and I carried them in turns to their beds before crashing in my own.
I knew Ben had a busy day ahead of him; he’d had three new enquiries from people wanting to view his properties, and would be out of the office to show them around. I kept my fingers crossedthatthe enquiries turned into contracts; he told me the other night how his business was beginning to struggle.
With the hallway finally painted, the new kitchen cupboards in place, and all the windows fixed, my work was nearly complete. I’d dragged it out as much as I could, but unless Ben asked me to do some other work, I wouldn’t have a reason to come here every day.
Justas I stopped to scoff the sandwich I’d made before leaving home this morning, my phone rang. A stupidly soppy grin spread over my lips at seeing Ben’s name flash up on the screen.
“Hey, man,”I answered, trying to play down my giddiness at hearing his voice.“How’s it going?”
A contented sigh echoed down the line.“Hi, Bug.”A pause followed, and I could imagine he was wearing the same grin as me.“It’s going good.Reallygood, actually. Two of the three viewings have turned into long-term lets. I’ve got about an hour before the third viewing.”
“Dude, that’s great news. See, you can charm people when you stop scowling at them.”
He chuckled.“Yeah, yeah, you were right. So…I wondered if you wanted to come over this evening for a few celebratory beers? Maybe stay the night again.”
I grimaced,eventhough he couldn’t see me.“I can’t…I’m sorry. I’m meeting a few of my friends for pre-Christmas beers. We haven’t been able to get together in months, and tonight was the only night we were all free.”A part of me was tempted to cancel in favor of seeing Ben when a thought popped into my head.“Hey, why don’t you come with us?”
“Uh, thanks, but I think I’ll pass.”
“Why? They’re a good bunch, you’d like them.”
“Bug, I’m the most hated man in this town. I might like them, but I doubt they’ll like me,”he replied, his tone tainted with dejection.
“Thenthis is a good opportunity to start showing people of this townthatyou’re not a bad guy. Come on, it’ll be fine,”I urged, wanting people to see him the way I did.
Several seconds passed, and I held my breath as I waited for his answer. A heavy sigh filtered through the phone, and I knew his answer before he said a word.“I’ll take a rain check, Bug. I hope you have a good evening, though.”
“How about I come to your place after? I’ll be done by about 10 pm and can get a cab to yours, unless that’s too late?”I quickly said, failing to hide my desperation to see him.
“No, that’s not too late. How about I pick you up, save you spending money on a cab?”
“You don’t need to dothat.”
“I know I don’t, but I want to,”Ben replied softly.
My grin widened.“Okay, shall we say 10 pm outside Charlie’s? I think you know the place,”I laughed.
“Yeah, I know it, Bug,”he snorted.“I’ll see youthen.”
