Date: Sat, 24 Dec 2011 23:27:17 -0500 From: Greg Cortelyou Subject: Lost in a World of Steam Lost in a World of Steam By: Grey Standard disclaimers apply. If you are underage or if it is illegal to be reading this wherever you are, do NOT get caught looking at this story. This is my first submission; constructive criticism and tales of your satisfaction are appreciated. Send emails to greydjango@gmail.com with the subject "Steam" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was going to be late. Again. Adam had been unusually... frisky lately, and his more adventurous advances often led to the same morning rush I was in now. He was still asleep on the bed- the bastard. Adam worked at a little cafe down the street that didn't open until lunch, so he could sleep in as late as he wanted while I rushed to get ready every morning by seven. I ran into the closet, cold morning air on my body. Winter was coming, and every morning I reminded myself to adjust the thermostat, and every evening I forgot. I grabbed a pair of briefs on the ground and quickly pulled them up my body in the hopes they could at least hold a little warmth for my boys. I adjusted myself slightly to loosen the tight grip the underwear seemed to have on my ass and, in particular, across my groin when I saw myself in the full length mirror on the wall. My first thought was that my messy, blonde hair left no doubt about what Adam and I had done last night, but I knew I didn't have time to take o shower. Damn that sexy, sexy man. Then my eyes drifted lower, gazing into their own green depths before tracing the outline of my broad shoulders that seemed to frame my pink nipples, made hard by the cold air. Underneath them lay the abs I had spent so much time developing, and then I saw my waist, and laughed to myself. It was no mystery why my briefs had felt so tight this morning. In my hurry I had put on a pair of Adam's smaller underwear. The little, green pair of underwear matched my eyes and clung too tightly to my generous package in a way that left little to the imagination; I considered changing them, but, for no reason, decided against it. Tearing myself away from the mirror, I had to refocus- It was already 7:05, and I hadn't even eaten yet. Somehow I managed to slip on some pants and a white button-down that fit comfortably but snugly on my strong shoulders. Throwing some bread in the toaster, I mentally cursed Adam and vowed that tonight when I got home there would be funny business. While the toast was cooking, I rushed to the bathroom, clumsily tying my tie along the way. Surprisingly, the shower was running. Adam must have woken up. I glanced at myself in the mirror. My tie was horribly askew, but after a moment of futile adjusting, I gave it up as a lost cause. Of course, Adam chose just then to peak his dripping head out of the shower. "Baby, you tied your tie wrong" he told me. "Oh really?" I replied sarcastically, "I didn't notice." "Don't be grumpy" he told me languidly "come here, I'll fix it for you." He motioned for me to come closer, but I made no move to go to him. "No time," I said "I have to be at the office in five." But Adam was adamant. "You can't go to work looking like that" he told me "come here" before I could respond, Adam leaned further out of the shower, grabbed my tie, and used it to pull me closer to him. He slipped off my tie and readjusted it on my neck. While he began looping the tie around me, I looked at him. His long black hair was wet and plastered to his head, but it was still beautiful. The warm, silver eyes that had stared into mine last night were now focused entirely on his work. The shower curtain had slid away somewhat, revealing half of Adam's strong chest and one tantalizingly pink nipple. I considered moving the shower curtain farther away, when Adam spoke. "Don't mind the water, it will dry before you get to work" . "Um, sure" I replied somewhat breathlessly. My mind's wanderings had distracted me from the fact that Adam's soaking hands were leaving big, wet patches on my shirt that were almost see through. Somehow, it didn't seem so important. Another silent moment passed. "Did you have fun last night? " he asked, suddenly but silently. "Of course" I told him. I leaned down ever so slightly to kiss him. Adam's wet lips felt good against mine, and my breath caught in my throat for a moment. "Mmmm..." he moaned into my mouth. Adam pulled away and smiled at me."and finished!" he spun me around so I could see myself in the mirror. My tie was perfectly neat and tight against my collar. "Thanks" I told him and turned back to place a kiss on his lips. "Is there anything I can do to convince you to get in the shower with me?" he asked seductively. "I wish there was" I told him "but I really have to go." "Alright, sexy, go give em hell." Adam disappeared behind the curtain. I couldn't help but think about hopping in with him, soaping him down, and ravishing him. I slowly left the bathroom and grabbed my coat and keys on the way out, but my mind was elsewhere- or rather back in the shower with Adam. I could almost feel the water running down my shoulders while I kissed him, lowering my head to suck on his neck, and leaving a mark on my man. Then traveling further down, his nipples would be sweet and wet, and his stomach would taste like his clove body wash that couldn't quite hide the natural flavor of Adam's skin, smoky and wild. Lower still, the thought of his hard cock that throbbed for me, tantalized my mouth. I could almost feel his hardness in my mouth as I wrapped my tongue around his shaft and began to suck him; his moans grew louder, and deeper- and then shallow and sharp, until his entire body convulsed and--- The jangle of keys snapped me from my fantasy. I had dropped them while trying to lock the door. Slowly, I bent down to pick them up and moaned slightly as my tight underwear squeezed my crotch, which had become embarrassingly hard. I stood there for a moment with my keys in my hand, silently staring at the door. Then, without any thought in my head, I reopened the door and ran inside, tossing my coat to the floor and half sprinting to the bathroom. Adam must have heard me come in. "What's wrong, Baby? You forget something?" I heard him but didn't respond. Instead, without slowing down for a second, I pulled the shower curtain back and stepped inside, grabbing the back of Adam's head to press his lips against mine. He moaned appreciatively but pulled away. "Are you crazy?" he asked me, "you have all your clothes on!" I looked down and realized that he was right; I had walked into the shower with my suit on, and now it was almost completely soaked through. For some reason, that didn't matter to me. "They'll dry" I whispered to him and leaned in to kiss him again. For a moment Adam was hesitant, but the second my hand, which had been sliding down his bare back, reached his firm ass and squeezed one of his cheeks, Adam jolted close to me like my touch had shocked him, plastering his warm flesh to my wet clothes. He let out a shallow moan that made me clutch him harder to my body while his hands groped the wet folds of the back of my shirt. "I love you" I whispered. Adam brought his hands to my chest. "I know" he told me, his voice low, and intense, and smoky. Adam's hands moved to pull off the tie that he had so carefully put on me just minutes ago while I closed the distance between our mouth and we began kissing in earnest. In what seemed like a very long time, but was actually only a moment, Adam pulled off my tie and threw it towards the drain. His hands immediately ran down my chest and started tearing at my belt. I moaned into Adam's mouth as my hands began exploring his naked skin, one grasping the long lines of his shoulder while the other gripped one of his round, firm ass cheeks. Soon, he managed to snake my belt off my hips, and he dropped it by his feet. Then Adam's hands went to work on the buttons on my shirt, but the water was making the fabric stick to my skin. Clearly his fingers were not quick enough because he let out a short grunt of impatience and grabbed two fistfuls of fabric and pulled my shirt apart. I could see the buttons popping off my shirt, and I felt that I should be angry about the loss of my favorite shirt, but at that moment, I couldn't think of anything but Adam's body and the taste of his lips on mine. He pulled the scraps of my button-down off my shoulders and pushed me to the floor of the shower. My back was pressed against the warm tile of the floor, and Adam knelt down in between my spread legs, his hands reaching for the button on my trousers while his eyes remained fixed on my face. And in that moment, I really saw Adam, how his silver eyes made me shiver in spite of the warm water around us. The nipples that I had wanted to see earlier were now on full display, and the light brown fur on his strong abs led down to a patch of dark hair and--- His manhood was emphatically hard, all eight inches throbbing and dark red. A single drop of shiny, silver precum pearled out of his cut cock, and it made my mouth water. "You are so beautiful" Adam told me, catching my wandering eye. "I was just thinking the same thing" I laughed, but it sounded shallow and breathless, my body was too aroused to focus properly on anything but Adam's hands on my pants. He finished unbuttoning my trousers, and after slowly sliding my zipper down, he began pulling the wet pants down my legs. They came off with a loud snap, and Adam tossed them behind his back. Now I was left in my tight, green briefs that were plastered wetly to my cock and balls, showing clearly just how hard I was. Adam laughed impishly, and leaned over me. "You're wearing my underwear" he whispered lowly in my ear. I blushed a deep red that had nothing to do with the heat of the shower. "Oh, well, you see--" He cut off my choppy explanation by preoccupying my lips with his own. Adam lowered his cock to mine, grinding them together through the stretched, soaked briefs. The blinding pleasure was like a bolt of lightning, but I needed more; I wanted to be electrocuted. He dragged his hands up my chest and began playing with my nipples while I moaned, deep and needy, into his mouth. I thrust my hips into his to get as much friction as I could, but it wasn't enough. As though he was reading my thoughts, Adam reached down to pull at the waistband of my underwear. He tore it off in one long, smooth motion. My cock flipped up, painfully hard and weeping precum, pointing rigidly towards my stomach. And I realized that I was now completely naked, laying on the floor of the shower, in front of Adam. He leaned down to kiss me, deep and slow, while simultaneously bringing his hips closer to mine, grinding our dicks against each other. The burning pleasure from my groin nearly blinded me. I didn't notice him moving his hand down my body until his fingers began gently pushing at my entrance. They went in without much resistance, as my tight hole was still somewhat stretched from the night before. It was like the bones in my body had disappeared, and I only existed where our throbbing cocks slid together and his fingers moved tantalizingly slowly in and out of me. Then the pressure against my groin lifted, and his hot fingers left me; a sudden needy groan ripped out of my mouth, and I was scared by the wild animal desire it contained. I heard Adam laugh throatily at my complete submission to him when I felt the burning head of his cock against my ass. I tried to push against it and fill my needy hole, but Adam forced me to be still. Another series of animal groans left my body while I tried unsuccessfully to impale myself with his hot dick. I opened my eyes to find his silver orbs staring into mine. He smiled and finally began to push into me. I nearly fainted from the burning pleasure that seemed to radiate from all over my body, but Adam firmly held my gaze and tethered me to the present- to the heat, and the need, and the pleasure. We began thrusting in rhythm, my hips rising to meet his, like an eternal, pounding machine powered by the energy of our bodies. I felt my orgasm rising in me, a growing flood of white hot gold that threatened to drown me in liquid pleasure. Every thrust brought me closer to the brink. Just when I felt I would overload, Adam clutched my body tight to his as my orgasm ripped from my body. Without Adam ever stroking my cock, I began shooting long, hot ropes of cum that striped my chest and stomach. Seeing my climax put Adam over the edge; I felt him grab my body so hard that if I had not been drowning in ecstasy, would have been painful, and he shuddered violently, moaning deeply as he sprayed his own hot load inside of me. Adam collapsed against me without taking his cock out of my hole. I felt the ropes of cum that covered my chest between our bodies, slick and warm. We laid there on the floor of the shower holding each other for what seemed like a long time, while the water rained down, cooling our skin and carrying arrant wads of cum towards the drain. Adam let out a long, deep sigh of satisfied contentment, and I threw my head back and laughed. "What's so funny, babe?" He asked me tiredly, too exhausted to move his head from my chest. "Oh nothing, don't worry about it" I told him soothingly, and I realized that there really was nothing to worry about so long as I had this man here beside me- nothing that we couldn't face and overcome together. Adam softly sighed and wriggled further into my embrace. I really hope that the ending was not too sappy, but I'm a romantic so screw off. If you enjoyed my story, thank you for reading. If you got off on it, send me an email and we can talk...