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Seven

“Hey, you here?”Jason called out as he entered Ben’s Chicago apartment.

Jason hung his jacket in the hall closet before walking through to the bedroom. Ben’s voice drifted out from behind the closed door of the second bedroom, which he used as a home office. He smiled as he heard Ben trying to woo somebody for the upcoming fundraiser for an LGBTQ teen support group.

He got the boring job of unpacking done. At the bottom of his duffel were four Christmas presents he’d brought. They weren’t wrapped yet due to airline regulations, but they were hidden in shopping bags. He needed to find time to wrap them and get them under the tree. The trick was distracting Ben so he could get it done. He quickly got his stuff put away, some shirts hanging in the closet and everything else in the drawer Ben had cleared out for him the first time he’d visited.

“Hey, Jay. Where are you?” Ben called out.

“Bedroom.”

Jason quickly zipped the bag and placed it next to the dresser, since that’s where it usually stayed when he was here.

“Oh, man, it’s good to see you!” Ben wrapped Jason in a bear hug. “Merry almost-Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas.”

Jason kissed Ben gently on the lips. Feeling the stubble around Ben’s mouth made him moan. It was so good getting the burn from his rough whiskers. Ben opened his mouth and Jason’s tongue went right in.

“I miss you more than I thought possible,” Ben said through the kisses. “It’s been the slowest week ever.”

“Right? I swear someone played with the clocks.” Jason moved to nibble on Ben’s neck. He pushed the collar of Ben’s button-down out of the way with his nose so he could get at some skin. Ben shuddered as he licked and bit along his jaw line.

The phone rang in the office. Jason kept nibbling but also expecting Ben to step back. After two rings though he showed no signs of letting go.

“You don’t need to get that?”

“That’s what voicemail is for.” Ben held on tighter.

That surprised Jason, but he certainly wasn’t going to argue. He kept on kissing, biting, and nibbling his way along the edge of Ben’s stubble. Ben moaned as Jason went over the extra-sensitive area just above Ben’s Adam’s apple. Ben’s cock pulsed against Jason’s leg. Jason ground his hips back in response as his own cock hardened.

Jason switched from hugging Ben to unbuttoning Ben’s shirt. The space was narrow as Ben kept his embrace, but Jason had to see more skin. He opened three buttons before he couldn’t go further. He did the next, best thing—slipped a hand in and tweaked a nipple.

Ben held onto his man and moved them across the room as they kissed. At the bed, Ben pushed Jason back very gently on the mattress. Jason sat up on his elbows and watched as Ben slowly unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his fuzzy chest, all the way down to the belly button. After holding the pose for a moment, he took the shirt off and tossed it at Jason.

“Whoo-hoo!” Jason caught it and swung it over his head, keeping his eyes locked on the strip show.

“You like this?” Ben flashed a sly grin and slipped his belt from around his waist.

“Yes, yes I do. And I want to see what’s in there.” Jason dropped the shirt and pointed to the bulge in Ben’s jeans. “You were poking me pretty good.”

“This?” Ben grabbed his crotch, forcing the outline of his cock to be more pronounced. Jason came forward and sat up on the edge of the bed. He licked his lips as Ben opened the top button of his fly, revealing black briefs.

Jason reached out, but Ben slapped his hand away and stepped back.

“Uh-uh. No touching. What kind of place do you think we’re running here?”

Jason hadn’t seen this side of Ben. The thrill of the tease filled him with a rush of anticipation. His cock wasn’t happy all jammed in his pants, but the buildup would be worth it.

Ben popped the rest of the buttons in a single, fluid movement. The wet spot on his briefs gave away his excitement, and his package strained at the waistband. Jason’s mouth watered, wanting Ben’s thickness. He held back the urge to pounce.

Ben kicked off his sneakers and ever so slowly slid the denim down, revealing his quads before letting the pants fall so he could kick them aside.

The phone rang again and Ben acted as though he couldn’t hear it. Instead he turned and bent over so his underwear stretched tight over his ass.

“Best butt ever,” Jason said as Ben looked at him through his legs.

Ben stood and lowered his briefs to reveal some cheek.