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After a thorough workout, both men went to the kitchen for some snacks. Chris had said very little since Shane’s declaration of love. Much as he didn’t know what to say, he couldn’t stop looking at Shane. To say Shane’s words had shocked him was an understatement. He was totally floored. The emotions swirling within Chris were so overwhelming he didn’t know how to articulate them. So he kept quiet.
“Okay, spill.” Shane finally chuckled when he turned around from the fridge to find Chris’ eyes on him.
“What?” Chris whispered.
“You keep…” But Shane trailed off when his phone started ringing. He looked at the caller id and groaned. “Never mind. I’ll take this in the study. You can head on up for a shower.” Shane stopped in front of Chris to drop a quick kiss on his mouth. “See you in a bit.” With that he left the kitchen, leaving a still overwhelmed Chris staring after him.
As the water poured over Chris, his mind kept repeating what Shane had said. He still couldn’t believe Shane had told him he loved him. Fuck! Much as his heart was filled with joy, he couldn’t help but feel he didn’t deserve Shane’s love. He felt shaken. After standing under the shower for a very long time, Chris got out and dried himself. He needed to talk to someone…anyone. His pals were out of the question because he wasn’t ready to listen to their questions and complaints about him not showing up to their Saturday get-togethers. Well, he could talk to Tyron, Chris thought. Tyron was out of the country on a mission so he didn’t know what was going on and would therefore not question him.
Chris reached for his phone.
“What’s happening?” Tyron boomed immediately he picked up.
Chris chuckled. “Fool. Does something have to happen for me to call you? What’s up?”
“Nothing much. We’re almost done here. Shipping out next week. Will see you guys on Saturday. Hey, you cool?” Tyron asked, his voice full of concern.
“I’m good. Why do you ask?” Chris frowned. Was he that obvious?
“Dude, I know you. Do you wanna talk about it?”
Chris went quiet for a moment and then gave a deep sigh. “No.”
“Get ready to spill when I get back. In the meantime, you’re not going to believe this bitch who’s giving me attitude here. The only thing stopping me from going ballistic on her is that fine arse. Damn!”
Chris burst into laughter just as Shane entered the room and headed straight for the bathroom. “You’re such an asshole,” Chris said, feeling better already.
The two friends talked till Shane came back into the room, wearing sexy grey boxer briefs. Shane noticed that Chris was in jeans and a t-shirt, showing clearing that he didn’t have any intention of sleeping over. He was seated behind the writing-table in the room, still talking on his cell phone. Shane went to stand behind Chris and started massaging his neck and shoulders, smiling when Chris moaned loudly.
“Dude, what’s going on?” Tyron chuckled. “Don’t tell me you have your dick inside some chic right now when I’m not getting any out here. Jeez!”
Chris laughed. “You idiot. You’re supposed to be looking out for us not fucking your brains out. Listen, Ty, I’ve got to go. See you next week, yeah?”
“Definitely. And hey, hang in there. Okay?”
“Okay. Thanks.” Chris said softly and hung up. “That feels so fucking good.” He groaned, making Shane laugh. “And you smell divine,” Chris murmured.
Shane leaned down and rested his head between Chris’ neck and shoulder, his arms folded across Chris’ chest. “Don’t go,” Shane said quietly. “Please.”
Chris turned his head, seeking Shane’s mouth. They kissed till they were both breathless. Then Shane reached down and pulled off Chris’ t-shirt and threw it over his shoulder. He stuck his forefingers and thumbs in his mouth to get them wet, and still standing behind a seated Chris, took Chris’ already aroused nipples between his fingers to twist and tug on them, tormenting the sensitive flesh.
“Jesus.” Chris threw his head back as a cry of pleasure tore out of him. Every tug on his nipples caused his cock to jerk deliciously inside his jeans.
Shane looked down at Chris’ pleasure-filled face and couldn’t resist kissing those parted lips. Chris returned his kiss with a heat of his own. When he released Chris’ lips, he went around to stand in front of Chris, and then slowly dropped to his knees between Chris’ legs. Then he leaned forward and latched onto one sensitized nipple with his hot mouth, whilst still pulling on the other.
“Fuck, Shane.” Chris’ voice was rough as he watched Shane work his nipples. “You’re making me so fucking hard.”
Shane move off Chris’s nipple and started dropping kisses all over his sexy six-pack. By the time he sank his tongue into Chris’ belly button, Chris was ready to scream with need. Chris’ whimpers and hard breathing turned Shane on to no end. He dipped his tongue between Chris’ waistband and skin, licking wetly, and smiled when he felt Chris’ tummy ripple in obvious pleasure.
“You like that?” Shane husked.
“God, yes,” Chris moaned shakily.
“Good.” Shane looked up and held Chris’ passion-glazed eyes as he unfastened his jeans, the descent of the zip slightly hindered by the firmness of Chris’ arousal.
Shane unzipped Chris, revealing black boxer briefs and a tantalizing bulge. He pressed his lips to Chris’ cock, kissing it through his underwear. He felt Chris’ hardened cock twitch against his mouth, seeking more attention. Shane sucked on the head of Chris’ cock through the boxers, getting the fabric wet. Chris’s erection pulsed with blood, hot to feel a mouth on it.
“Baby, please…” Chris moaned uncontrollably as his hands settled on Shane’s head, fingers stroking his low-cropped hair. He thought he would go out of his mind if he didn’t feel Shane’s hot mouth directly on his cock. “I need your mouth on me.” He whispered.
“Thought you’d never ask,” Shane murmured. He didn’t let Chris ask twice.
Shane hooked his fingers into the waistband of Chris’ boxer briefs and jeans, and pulled them down together, letting Chris’ pulsing cock spring free. Shane’s breath caught in his chest as his lust-filled gaze swept hungrily over Chris’ body. He was hard, muscled, and lean. And when Shane looked at that big pulsing cock jutting out long and hard from Chris’ body, and the huge balls swaying below, he thought Chris was the most beautiful man he’d ever seen.
Licking his lips with excitement, Shane reached out to curl his hand around that arousal, his other hand moving lower to cup and hold Chris’ balls. His face was so close to Chris’ erection that the warmth of every breath he exhaled washed over the wet head, sending exquisite shivers through Chris’ body. Chris groaned hoarsely in pleasure as his heart pounded hard in anticipation.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful…” Shane breathed and leaned down to lick up the length of Chris’ thigh from knee to just under his tight balls, then he traced each one with the tip of his tongue. A low whimper escaped Chris’ throat and his body bucked as Shane’s tongue slid up the underside of his cock, lingering over the sensitive spot just under the crown. Shane knew it would give Chris some exquisite moments of pleasure and from Chris’ erotic cries, Shane knew Chris was having a ball. With a deep groan, he took Chris into the moist heat of his mouth.