Businessmen and best friends discover they need each other in the office as well as outside to survive.Excerpt:I sit on the side of the bed to place the call. Looking up from the phone pad, I cast my eyes at my bureau mirror. In it I get a glimpseMoreBusinessmen and best friends discover they need each other in the office as well as outside to survive.Excerpt:I sit on the side of the bed to place the call.
Looking up from the phone pad, I cast my eyes at my bureau mirror. In it I get a glimpse of Jon as he strips his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his hairy, well-toned torso. I watch as his hands glide over his chest, ruffling the hairs there. The simple action causes his nipples to get a little more erect as they begin to poke through the foliage.His hands move down to his waist, unbuckling his belt. I watch as he unbuttons the snaps and lower his zipper. Jon is wearing bikini briefs, I notice as he withdraws his legs from their cloth covering.
I notice the sizable lump in his briefs, and feel a tingle in my own crotch. What the fuck? Why am I reacting this way to Jon? Ive seen him naked on many occasions, and Ive never felt or had this reaction.Naked, Jon walks into the shared bath, starting the shower. I glance again in the mirror, seeing his round, hairy, bubble-butt as he steps under the water.
Sweat is starting to form on my brow as hormones surge through my system. What new movies do you have? Jon asks, over the falling water.I respond that I just picked up Steven Segals Exit Wound and Denzel Washingtons Clash of the Titans.Those are good, but what about the good stuff? Dont you have anything a little more-risqué?Sure. I just picked up Shasta In Love and Life of a WAC.Now those are better.
Lets watch Shasta.Just then the doorbell rings. Dinner is served. So, hurry up. I holler, heading for the door, glad to divert my mind to other things. I pay the delivery person, giving him a big tip, which he is most grateful to have, and bring the food into the living room.Jon ambles in, dressed in running shorts and a T-shirt.
I cant help but notice the musculature of his body as he settles into the sofa next to me. The sofa isnt that big, after all I am a bachelor, and this sofa was bought to bring the young lady close, not give her room to run. I can feel the hairs on his leg brush against me as he moves back and forth getting his food.We eat almost in silence.
Hey, how about that movie? I reach for the remote, causing me to put my hand on Jons knee in the process. His skin is hot to the touch, and almost burns my hand.I hit the play button, and the movie begins. There are a few really hot scenes, which cause my dick to rise to the occasion. Jon, on the other hand, stretches out, and dozes off to sleep. Glancing at the clock, I see that its now getting close to midnight. I reach over, and glance at Jon. He looks so peaceful there.
My eyes cant help but wander from his ruggedly handsome face down his reclining torso to the noticeable lump in his shorts. Oh, shit. I think. This has to stop. I shake Jon awake, urging him to his room and the comfort of the bed.Sorry, he mumbles, didnt mean to fall asleep. Guess Im just exhausted. Been a rough couple of days. What time are you setting the alarm for?No problem.
Ill set the alarm for 5:30. That should be enough time for us to pull ourselves together before the car comes.