Date: Mon, 25 May 2009 12:43:41 -0700 (PDT) From: firehose Joe Subject: To Thine Ownself be true Chapter 32 Alex - #32 Chael Master (grotto 1b, back at condo) This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Shakespeare (Hamlet) Thanks to Chael for assistance in editing and proofing the story. This is wholly fictional with no reference intended to persons alive or dead. Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com From the previous chapter: "You want me to drop you off at your place?" Zach asked hesitantly. "Only if you plan to come up with me. I can think of several items of unfinished business we need to take care of," Alejandro said and smiled. Chapter 32 They found parking on the street close to the condo. Each caught the other staring and smiling in anticipation of what might await them. As they entered the elevator Alejandro said, "I hope I wasn't too hard on you when we were wrestling." Zach looked at him with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Couldn't really tell with those jeans on. Seemed like you were pretty hard to me." "Hungh... I ought'a..." Alejandro started. "Yeah? You ought'a what Big Boy?" Zach challenged, smirking. "I ought'a finish what I started." Alejandro eyed Zach. "Yeah, I'm going to get you upstairs and finish whippin' your ass!" Zach voiced his challenge. "Yeah, and who ya' gonna get to help. I don't see anybody else around, Boy." "I'll `Boy' you!" Alejandro snorted. They were both laughing as they entered the condo. Zach stepped through the door first. Alejandro closed and quickly thumbed the lock while grabbing Zach's arm. Zach swung around and met Alejandro's embrace. Their bodies slammed together as their mouths sought each other. Zach pushed Alejandro back against the door as he slid their arms above their heads against the door. Zach pressed his body against Alejandro as he rubbed his hardening cock against Alejandro's crotch. Their tongues lashed each other as they probed deeply. Zach dropped his hands to Alejandro's chest and through the fabric of his shirt grabbed his muscled hairy pecs. Finding the nipples he caught them between his fingers and gently pinched them as he rotated his hands in small circles. Their breathing had turned to gasps as their tongues wrestled. Alejandro's hands raked up Zach's chest. He dug his fingers into Zach's pits as his thumbs pressed the pec muscles. He pulled Zach even closer. A moment later, Alejandro pushed his palms against Zach's chest and separated from him. "Let's take this to bed," he said roughly. He grabbed the bottom of Zach's shirt and pushed it up. Zach raised his arms and was soon free from the garment. Alejandro grabbed Zach's upper arm, directing him to the bedroom. Feverishly, they stripped off their clothes and were soon standing cock to cock. Zach was biting his lower lip, shaking his head slightly. "Damn, you are so hot." Alejandro reached up, placed his hands along Zach's jaws and pulled him in for a quick kiss. Before Zach had a chance to respond, Alejandro pushed him back onto the bed and pounced. They rolled and wrestled on the bed, grinding their bodies against each other, savoring the hot touch of each other's skin. They entwined their legs and grappled with their arms trading positions of dominance while trashing the bed. Breaking from another marathon of kissing, Zach asked, "So you gonna' finish what you started, Big Man?" His eyes were bright with desire. The heat of his body burned against Alejandro's skin. "Damn right, I am." With that, Alejandro flipped Zach onto his back, grapevined his legs and stretched Zach's arms above his head. He mashed his mouth against Zach's and began to frot Zach's crotch. They were both slick with precum and slid with erotic friction against each other. It was only a matter of a few minutes before they groaned out their orgasms, coating their pubes and treasure trails with hot, sticky cum. They lay gasping against each other. Alejandro had hefted some of his weight off Zach. He lifted his head and looked down at Zach's smiling face. Zach lifted his head to capture Alejandro's lips for a kiss. Alejandro dodged away each time Zach tried. "You lost that round, Buck-o. I'll kiss you when I'm ready." On saying that, Alejandro dropped his mouth onto Zach's and they languorously kissed and tongued each other. After another few moments, Alejandro rolled off Zach and lay back with his arms behind his head. "Wow, what a day!" he said softly, mostly to himself. "You got that right. Never thought I'd be fuck buddies with a board member," Zach said as he turned, looking at Alejandro. He took a deep breath and sighed. They lay there talking for a few moments until Alejandro said, "One of us stinks like sweat and sex. Bet it's you!" He laughed and rolled away as Zach grabbed for him. "Let's take a shower." After thoroughly soaping each other and letting their tumescent cocks rub against each other's soap-slick skin, they rinsed. They dried off with oversized, thick terry towels and wrapped them around their waists and walked into the living room. "I'm thirsty. Let me see what beer's in the fridge," Alejandro said. "You'll have to come pick your own poison. There's a lot to choose from," Alejandro said, motioning Zach over. Soon they were lounging on the sofa, beers in hand and recapping the day. They continued to share reflections of the meeting. Zach told lots of funny stories about the board members he'd known for years through his parents. Alejandro could only shake his head and laugh. Finally the silence between them grew. Setting his bottle on the table, Alejandro said, "Let's head back to bed. I'll bet you're good for another round. I know I am." Alejandro took Zach's hand and pulled him gently toward the bedroom. There, he pulled Zach on to the bed. They tongued, rubbed, gently bit and explored each other as their desire grew into a demand for satisfaction. Finally Zach began to pay particular attention to Alejandro's legs, licking the inner thigh and biting the skin gently. He tongued his scrotum and massaged his perineum with the hardened tip of his tongue. Lifting Alejandro's legs, he laved Alejandro's crack and probed the rosebud with his tongue. Alejandro groaned his pleasure and encouragement of Zach's attentions. "You got any lube, Alex?" Zach asked finally. Alejandro reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. "You must have been a Scout - always prepared," Zach chuckled throatily. Taking the lube, Zach thoroughly prepared Alejandro, stretching him slowly while sucking gently on the knob of his cock. Alejandro murmured with pleasure at Zach's ministrations. When he knew Alejandro was ready, Zach leaned back on his knees, lubed himself and lifted and spread Alejandro's legs. Leaning forward, he positioned himself for entry. Watching Alejandro for any sign of discomfort, he began pushing. Alejandro's eyes were glazed with lust as he met Zach's steady gaze. Alejandro's lips occasional curled in a muted grimace as the invading organ stretched him offering pain and pleasure. Zach kept a slow but steady pressure until he felt himself nestled against Alejandro's body. Leaning forward and resting his hand on the bed, Zach began to fuck Alejandro. Alejandro lifted his legs and clasped them lightly around Zach. Their intimacy was not the hurried, demanding passion of earlier. They both wanted it to last. Zach varied his strokes and occasionally his cock head grazed Alejandro's prostate and Alejandro groaned deeply with pleasure. "Aw, Fuck! Keep doing that!!" Zach focused on repeating that until Alejandro was thrashing under him. Their need for release rose until with grunts, rather than words, they knew they were both ready. Alejandro's cock throbbed and pulsed with each powerful emission as Zach emptied himself inside Alejandro. When their spasms finished they rested. Zach lay atop Alejandro as they reveled in their pleasure. They were quiet and kissed gently, nipping with teeth and gently whispering to one another. Zach told Alejandro to lie still. Fetching a warm, wet cloth and a towel, he cleaned Alejandro then himself. Soon he was back in bed. They spooned together and found sleep overtaking them, each wondering what the next day would bring. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The peculiar food and drink of writers is the comment from the reader. Please feel free to drop me a note at firehosejoe@yahoo.com