Date: Thu, 2 Aug 2007 02:16:02 +0930 From: Logan Hopkins Subject: Liam This is fiction - Enjoy! The door to the small apartment swung open and Liam stumbled inside, giggling cheekily. The guy he'd met at the club followed, laughing at his antics. They were both pretty drunk. Liam tried to close the door from the other side of his new companion; and wound up pressing his face into the guy's chest; one arm wrapped around his waist to get at the lock. They stayed in this position for a while, Liam sighing and looking up into the taller man's pale green eyes. "Mmmm. You smell nice." He finally managed to say, his voice slightly muffled by the guy's shirt. "You're so cute." He responded, smiling broadly down at Liam, his hand supporting the small of his back. "Hahaha, mmmhmmm, wait here, Dan was it? Imma put on some music." Liam skipped over to the black tower of stereo gear against the wall and got some music playing. His visitor followed him over and gently pressed Liam's back against the wall, lightly pinning him there. "It's Dale." He whispered into Liam's ear before lowering his head and kissing him passionately on the side of the neck; causing Liam to sigh quietly. "Uhhhh, I'm sorry dale - god you're sexy." Liam nibbled on Dale's earlobe and made more satisfied noises as his companion continued kissing him. The passion between them grew, Dale gripping Liam firmer as he increased the frequency of his kissing. Liam lifted his feet off the floor and wrapped his legs around Dale's waist. He raised both hands to Dale's cheeks and brought their lips together. They kissed; deeply and passionately. Liam could feel Dale's hardness pressing against him through their clothes. They went on kissing and caressing each other until Dale pulled away and lay Liam on his back against the polished hardwood floor. "Not just yet babe." Said Dale, looking into Liam's questioning gaze. "I want to make this last." Liam smiled, showing his soft white teeth. "Ok, well in that case we are going to need something more to drink I believe." He got up then, using Dale's shoulders for support as he pulled himself up from the floor and strode lazily behind the granite breakfast bar into the kitchen. Dale had a proper look around Liam's apartment for the first time since they had got in. It wasn't big; the lounge, kitchen and dining area where all the one room, with a bathroom and one bedroom. Liam had obviously put a lot of work into it though, because what it lacked in room was made up for with style. Black leather, glass and chrome were prominent materials in most of the furnishings. Liam returned with two tall tubular tumblers full of a frosty pale liquid and ice cubes. "That looks tasty." Said Dale, looking over his shoulder from the sofa he had perched himself on. "What is it?" "One third frozen vodka, one eighth lemon and the rest soda and ice cubes." Liam replied cheerfully. "So what do you call that then?" "Vodka, lemon and soda?" Said Liam; grinning. Dale laughed as he took a large tumbler of the concoction from him. The drink almost choked him, it tasted good - but it sure was strong. "Jesus!" Exclaimed Dale "Are you sure you made it strong enough!?" "Hahaha, toughen up big guy - I like my drinks like I like my men: Big and strong!" "Fair enough I guess." Replied Dale, scooting over to make room for Liam next to him. They stayed there listening to the music for a few minutes, enjoying the cheerful glow of their shared intoxication and the mellow sounds of Portishead emanating from the tall, thin speaker cabinets around them. Liam rested his head on Dale's shoulder and took a long swig of his drink. Dale wrapped his arm around Liam's back and smiled down at him, still just gingerly sipping his vodka and lemon. "You're warm." Liam mumbled drowsily. "You're hot." Dale shot back. This made Liam sit up; he put his drink on the glass coffee table in front of them and turned to face Dale with a mock serious expression on his face. Dale tried not to laugh; his mouth half full of drink. He leaned forwards quickly and set his glass down next to Liam's. "Come here you!" Said Liam in a playful tone of voice. He launched himself on top of Dale and wrestled with the buttons of Dale's shirt until they came undone. Liam lay on top of him; supporting his weight with his hands on the sofa either side of Dale's shoulders. They looked at each other for a while before Liam felt Dale's hands at the waistband of his cargo pants; pulling them and his underpants down in one slow motion. Dale retrieved a condom from the pocket of his own pants, before pulling them down as well. Dale and Liam never lost eye contact through all of this; their eyes boring into one another's souls - they both wanted this, so much. Liam rose to a kneeling position and finished what was left of his drink. Dale's hands found Liam's hips where they rested as Liam reached back and found Dale's hardening dick. They both sighed in anticipation as Liam guided the sizeable member to his already slicked up ass. A high-pitched moan escaped Liam's lips as Dale's cock sank into him. When it was fully inserted, Liam let himself relax, gently falling into Dale's waiting embrace. "You come prepared." Whispered Dale, stroking the back of Liam's head. Liam let out a soft chuckle as he locked lips with Dale and released the ice cube he had been holding on to with his tongue. They held each other firmly; the ice cube clacking against their teeth as they played with each other's tongues. Liam started gently rocking backwards and forwards over Dale's cock. Dale began to meet him with the slow, steady movement of his hips. They kissed each other harder and deeper as the speed and force of their lovemaking increased steadily. Liam began breathing heavily through his nose as they kissed; the ice cube had melted and he had to pull away for breath. They were both looking into each other's eyes and gasping quietly as they fucked harder and deeper. Liam began making regular high-pitch moans of pleasure as Dale's cockhead squeezed past his prostate. Dale let out a series of low moans and then a loud "oh!" As he came ferociously into Liam's ass. Liam lay forward, resting his forehead on Dale's and letting out a long sigh of content. "Yeahhhhhhhhh." They lay like that for a minute or two; panting, their eyes closed, holding onto the amazing sensations washing over them. The exposed parts of their bodies glistened with sweat in the soft amber light from the kitchen as they gradually recovered from their sexual exhaustion. Eventually, Dale rolled Liam gently over onto his back on the couch and pulled his sweaty t-shirt off over his head. He leaned in and gave him a smooch on the neck, then gradually moved down; planting a trail of kisses on Liam's now totally naked body. When he reached Liam's cock, he gently kissed the base, then trailed the glistening head along his cheek as he moved his lips up to the top. There he slowly licked Liam's glans; soliciting a surprised moan of ecstasy. Dale took Liam's entire length into his mouth, using his tongue to massage the head, and then the shaft as he moved the cock deep into his throat. Liam moaned, differently than before; louder and deeper; the moans of someone receiving an amazing blowjob from a very considerate lover. Dale was working his tight lips up and down the full length of Liam's cock at a steady, rhythmic pace. It wasn't long before Liam was approaching climax, his moans grew even louder and deeper as he pounded a fist into the couch with pleasure. "Ungh! Uh! Dale!" He cried. Dale responded by holding the head of Liam's cock in his mouth, catching the full force of his explosive orgasm and swallowing every drop of his cum. Dale sat up then; he took off his shirt and cleared their clothing off the couch. Then he finished his drink and lay down next to Liam on the leather sofa. Liam was still in a drowsy fog of pleasure as he slowly craned his neck to look over at Dale and plead. "Hold me Dale. Please don't leave... I need you." "Shhhh - I'm not going anywhere baby, I'm here." Dale replied; wrapping his arms tightly around Liam and giving him a brief kiss on the neck. "I'm here." I like feedback: ravoid@hotmail.com But seriously - give me a break; I'm new to this