Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

It wasn't so much the beam of the sun smacking him in the face that caused Duncan to start leaving the plane of exhausted sleep, even though it was from the wrong direction, but the long hard length of heat pressed up against his back. Depending on how you looked at it, it was either very late or super early when he and his very delectable bed partner had managed to fall into a well-worn slumber.

The flex of the muscular forearm currently draped around his waist clued Duncan into his new friend waking up. Muscles tensed as the loose grip tightened, pulling him back into the warm, massive chest behind him. The slightly rough brush of new day stubble against the side of his neck just below his jaw pulled a surprised laugh from him.

The more awake he gets, the more Duncan starts to notice the pleasant ache in certain muscles he hadn't thought about before. As he continued to lay back against the strong, powerful body, Duncan couldn't help but notice the lack of tension he normally felt after waking in someone else's bed. He often left not long after the deed was done, but he was pretty confident he had been fucked and fucked well, within an inch of his life many, many times all night long. While he had not been with very many men, last night was the first time he had not only been the bottom but also felt special. He was not the least bit disappointed by the experience.

Memories of the night came to the surface that led to his current situation causing a flush to spread across his face and crawl down his neck. Shifting in the other man's secure, but gentle grip, Duncan turned to take in the man who seemed content to continue cuddling. While he was being held firmly, he didn't feel restrained at all, but rather safe. Getting lost in a pair of soft cinnamon-colored eyes, it took Duncan to recall the name he had moaned, whispered, whimpered, and even called out multiple times the night before. Aaron floated from nowhere as the spell holding him captive in this little staring contest broke when the man blinked. The crinkles that formed at the corners of those warm brown eyes as a smile pulled at the edges of full kissable lips very nearly took Duncan's breath away.

"Morning," Aaron rasps out, voice still heavy and thick from the last remnants of sleep as his eyes seem to take in as much of Duncan's face as possible as if trying to memorize it.

Unable to help himself, Duncan leans into the touch of thick, callused fingers lightly carding through the loose curls at the base of his neck.

"Morning," Duncan responds softly, feeling as if speaking much louder would break the moment. Not sure exactly what was going on, but enjoying the warmth the mood was giving.

He can't think of ever having these feelings before from the morning after. Normally the other person was getting dressed to leave with very little conversation or any real acknowledgement. Duncan tries not to get attached to the people he hooks up with, but it can be hard. His most common routine is to sit and chat with the other person for a while before even thinking about bringing them back to his apartment. It rarely happens anymore and he can't remember the last hook-up he had had in the last ten or so months. A man could only stand hearing he was too needy, clingy, or even too much so many times before figuring he was the problem and choosing to step out of the dating or one-off pool for a while.

This time though, he can't help not just feel the pull of this big, strong man laying next to him, but to grab on with both hands. Those deceptively gentle hands grasp him gently, caressing him. Duncan wishes he never had to leave. They had had a fantastic night and seemed to have a connection of some kind, but he refused to allow himself any assumptions and enjoyed what time he got.

Time seems to just drift around the two men as they lay there, the moment is finally broken as a deep sigh gets pulled from the slightly larger man.

"I have a shift I need to start getting ready for." Is the deep rumble that floats through the room.

Disappointment feels Duncan as he tries not to show the irrational feeling of hurt at the dismissal. Before he has a chance to push himself up to gather his clothes to leave, Aaron flexes his arms, tightening his hold a bit to get his attention.

"Can I have your number? We could try meeting up for lunch or a coffee?"

Duncan can't help the smile that bursts and stretches across his face. He doesn't think he has ever been that excited to be asked for his contact information before. Hoping he's not reading too much into the situation, Duncan revels in the warm and hopeful look staring back at him. Not giving himself time to start overthinking everything, Duncan pushes himself across the scant inches separating them to press a kiss on Aaron's slightly parted lips. The tension leaves his body as his eyes drop close in relief when Duncan feels the returning pressure of being kissed back.

The thick fingers that had been gently carding through his hair tightened, Aaron used the grip to deepen the kiss a bit as he tilted his head. Heavy metal music blasts through the room for Aaron's alarm causing the two men to jump apart. They sat staring at each other, panting the only sound as Aaron smacked at the night stand without looking away to silence the sound. Duncan dips forward for another quick kiss, just as he succeeds in turning off the noise making a triumphant sound as he does.

The rumble of the sound causes Duncan to pull away as he snorts before the two men break out into amusement. Glancing back at the other man, he can't help himself, but go in for one more kiss. Aaron is smiling as they connect, clearly pleased with the situation. With a hum of contentment, Aaron draws the other man further into his hold until Duncan is sprawled across his powerful body, arms coming up to curl around broad shoulders.

Tangled together as they shared light kisses and curious brushes of hands, the two men were completely lost in each other. Jolting slightly, at the louder blare of the snooze alarm, Aaron drops his head back completely onto the bed with a groan. Duncan closes the few inches but kisses down his jaw before burying his mouth into the delectable looking collarbone.

Aaron lays there a moment, shifting to give the blond-haired man a little bit more room, before pulling him back up to place one last kiss on his kiss-swollen mouth.

"I do actually have to get up." It mumbled as their mouths were still touching.

Neither man moved as one kiss turned into two and so on. Duncan eventually pulls back with obvious reluctance to start moving off the very tempting body. Finally getting into a seated position without physical contact, he glanced around for any of his clothing.

Luckily his boxer briefs were just beside the bed on the floor. Leaning down, he quickly slipped them over his feet, glancing back at Aaron who was still stretched out on the bed, he smiled as he caught him staring. "I guess I should probably head out then…especially if you don't want to be late." Aaron's dark, rich eyes meet his and the intense look causes an intense rush. Duncan can feel himself flush as he starts to feel almost bashful.

Aaron quickly climbs from the middle of the massive bed, before striding to where Duncan is nervously fiddling with the waistband of his underwear. Duncan can only stare, completely enraptured by the gorgeous sight of the powerful, naked man moving confidently across the room; his thick muscular legs making quick work of the space.

Wrapping his arm around the other man, pressing from knees up, against him in doing so, Aaron tucked two fingers under his chin, lifting his face to meet in another kiss. It briefly flashed across Duncan's mind, the odd but comforting feeling he got being slightly shorter than this powerful man right before their lips met.

Neither man pulls away as they stand their mouths brushing as Aaron asks, "Think you have time for a quick shower?" Duncan hums a bit from the kiss before processing the question and snorting slightly as he tangles his hands back into that tempting hair. "I am pretty sure you will be late if we share a shower." With an obvious once-over of the other man, he grinned at him flirtatiously. "You are way too tempting for anything to be quick."

A surprised burst of laughter erupted from the darker-haired man before he ducked back down to capture Duncan's bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling gently ripping a moan from him in response.

Duncan has no idea where he got the confidence to be so playful with Aaron. The other man's obvious pleasure and enjoyment of the situation bolstered his courage. The tingles that run through him at the suction, have him tightening his fingers reflexively in the thick locks of hair between his fingers. Groaning, Aaron starts backing them through the room to the bathroom door, "I think there is a lot of traffic this morning."

The bathroom is fairly large and done in shades of grey and green. The dual vanity sink was sparsely filled with a shaver and toothbrush. Dark wood accents popped artfully around the room. The best part about the space was the massive shower they were working their way towards. Aaron had a thought and paused in front of the mirror, pulling Duncan in front of him so they were back to chest.

Leaning down slightly he nibbled along his shoulder blade as his hands slid to his front, softly stroking. "I don't want to just try meeting for coffee. I saw your moment of disappointment earlier like I was kicking you out like nothing groundbreaking happened yesterday. If I didn't have to work today we would be spending a good while longer in bed before I drag you down to watch a movie and eat something that might pass for edible." Propping his chin on the shoulder in front of him, Aaron grinned, "You are stuck with me. I have no plans to let you go."

Relief rushing through Duncan, took all of the tension from him making him lean a bit more into the eager man behind him. "I was a little worried it was one-sided." The grin widened. "Not on your life." The stroking continued as the grin disappeared to be replaced with pure passion and curiosity.

"So a little birdy told me that you like bondage." Duncan nodded, replying. "I normally tie up my partner, but I really like being restrained." "We can discuss all of our kinks and things when I'm not running late for work." Seeing the effect he was having just by being this close and stroking his body, he increased the pressure of his hands and asked. "I know we had a night, but are you able to come again?" His breath stuttered as he replied. "It would depend on how turned on I get." Aaron grinned wickedly as he asked. "How are you with dirty talk? Hearing what I plan to do with you? Would that work for you?"

His breath caught a bit as he nodded eagerly. Aaron's foot tapped Duncan's ankles, having him shift his legs apart. When Duncan went to lean forward and prop on the counter, Aaron caught his hands, to guide them around his own neck. "Keep them here." The air whooshed out of him as Duncan clasped his hands behind the older man's head. He was slightly shorter, but from the position he had been in, it caused a bit of a curve.

Digging through the top drawer of the counter, Aaron quickly pulled out a container of lube. Coating his hand, he curled it around Duncan's rapidly hardening cock causing the man to moan. Licking at the jawline before he moved up to nibble his earlobe a moment, Aaron started. "Look at you, so damn pretty. All this muscle and power and you're letting me do what I want." Pressing a kiss to the flesh closest to him, he went on. "Now, plans. I prefer silk if we aren't using padded cuffs. Your hands would be tied directly above your head so you could grip the headboard or mattress as needed.

The binding around your ankles and thighs would need to be moveable." At the glimpse of question that flashed across the other man's face, he elaborated. "I would need to be able to spread and lift your legs as high or far as they can within your comfort level so when I decide to fuck you mercilessly with a large dildo until you can't come any more or rim you for hours, they don't get in the way." Duncan groaned, cock dribbling at the picture being painted. He was getting close fast. Dragging his nose up the length of his neck, Aaron revealed. "I am not an exclusive top. On occasion, I enjoy a thick cock plowing into me. In the event you've been bound, I need your legs mobile so after I've rammed you with a toy or even inserted one for you to keep in, I need to put your legs down to ride you."

Duncan could only watch through hooded eyes the reflection in the mirror as Aaron pressed his mouth close enough that his lips brushed Duncan's ear, Aaron asked. "Can you picture that? You're spread out on your back legs spread wide, still trembling a bit from how many times you've already come even with a thick, ribbed dildo sticking out, holding your hole open so I can turn on the vibration. I'm straddling your waist, fingering myself open just enough to feel the stretch before lining you up and dropping down all at once. I normally like a fast ride."

Aaron choked out a sound much like a moan as the grip on his cock changed to match the words. "I'd bottom out and clench." The hand gripped the base of him in a firm grasp that tightened a bit. "Then drag up," The hand slid to the tip. "Maybe flex a little around your head." The hand squeezed a bit and loosened in the same spot, before it dropped back to the base. "Then slam back down. After a few runs, I'd start bouncing hard." The strokes picked up and started to twist. "I'd start cocking my hips as I went. Then after a while I'd reach back and shove that dildo in and turn it on at the same time." Duncan cried out as two lubed fingers were shoved into his hole and quickly made friends with his prostate. His cock jerked hard as he came, spraying the mirror and counter as he did.

Aaron grinned as he removed his fingers watching the gorgeous man try to get himself under control. "Was that okay?" Blue eyes met brown in the mirror, Duncan's look was all heat as he replied. "That was fan-fucking-tastic! Both the visuals and the actions. I really want a chance to do that." Aaron nodded in agreement before he caught the time on his watch wincing slightly. "I need to get a move on if I'm to be believed traffic was the issue. I do need a shower."

Duncan smiled in understanding, "I can work on taking care of the clean up in here while you do that if you want." A hand gripping his, caught his attention. "You need a shower too, besides it saves water." Laughing at the lame excuse, Duncan followed the other man into the large stall. It was very obvious that Aaron had been turned on by the event at the counter, but he hadn't cum. He was still very hard. Spying a bottle of waterproof lube in the corner of the stall, he quickly coated his hand. Duncan pressed up behind his lover, naked chest to bare wet back. Wrapping his arm in front, he easily grabbed the angry red cock and began sliding his hand back and forth.

Leaning up a bit he spoke with a slightly rough voice. "You know I have more that a few fantasies of you already, more now that I know you like penetration. Like how I plan to attach a dildo to the wall. I'm going to eat you out nice and slow before pushing you on it. It will be a little higher so if you get off the ball of your feet it will feel so deep. While you're on it, I'll be sucking you off. I might put my vibrator in that does random levels of intensity so I can bring you more pleasure when it changes suddenly. Never fails to make me cry out or moan, and since my mouth will be full, you will get to feel it all." Aaron dropped his head back onto the shoulder behind him, not even trying to pretend to clean up as he continued. "Another thing I like to do involves a chair. Your oversized single seater is perfect for it. I'd tye you enough to bind your arms behind your back. I'd place a large dildo on the cushion and have you take it in as I pushed you down on it. Your legs would be draped over the arms and you would be far enough forward on the seat so I could straddle you and take you in. Then I'd set whatever pace I wanted. That position would allow you to move up and down on the rod in your ass."

Rubbing against the quivering body, he stated. "Just so you know the next time we meet up, I plan on bending you over the arm of the couch and fingering you until you come. Then I'll slide home, pick you up and carry you anywhere I want, while you feel my cock shifting in you. I might stop randomly with you against a wall or over a table and thrust a few times. It will end wherever I say. I could be on the couch, on the kitchen counter, or even laid out on the exercise mat so you always think about it when doing stretches." Aaron cried out as he came, cum quickly being washed away by the water.

Duncan propped him against the shower wall so he could make easier work of washing Aaron and himself before stepping out and quickly drying them off. Aaron had calmed down at this point and pulled the other man into a hard kiss. "Definitely trying that sometime." Reaching into the closet, he hurriedly started dressing. "You can wear some of my clothes since we haven't washed yours yet. You can stay and sleep if you want. I should be back by seven at the latest if we don't get a case." Sliding on a pair of sweats and the first shirt he came to, Duncan followed the other man downstairs. "I really don't want to go in, but needs must."

Grinning into a kiss, Duncan smacked the man's ass as he headed toward the door. "Do you need a ride?" Aaron grabbed a set of keys from the hook as he shook his head. "No. I've got my bike, but thanks." Darting forward for one more kiss he smiled. "Get some sleep. You were just coming off a long shift when you came to help me and our activities last night did not lead to restful sleep. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen" With a nod, Duncan grinned "Be careful out there." In short order, the police officer was out the door and the roar of a motorcycle revving and then fading away signaled his departure.

Grabbing a breakfast bar sitting in a basket on the counter, Duncan made his way back upstairs. Searching the closets he quickly found where the sheets were and changed the bed. Then using their shower towels, the man cleaned up the bathroom. Shoving it all in a hamper, he hauled it downstairs and started a load in the wash. Finally trudging back up to the bedroom, he fell face first on the clean bed and passed out.

A few hours later a chiming on his phone woke him up. It was from Aaron. "Just got my schedule for the week. Head honchos are cracking down on hours. Looks like I'm on vacation the next few days…we can start on our plans."

Then another chime as a second message came in. It was a picture of Aaron with a towel over his shoulder and nothing else, with a pile of sweaty gym clothes on the bench next to him. He was obviously hard. The caption read, "Getting ready for the next few days, got some heavy lifting to do…see you soon."

Duncan fell back on the bed, now also very turned on. Grabbing his phone again he started placing orders to his favorite store with discreet delivery. The next couple of days would be busy…he couldn't wait.

THE END