Matt surveyed the bar, looking for someone more interesting to talk to than his usual crowd. Not that he had anything against them, but being around the same people day after day, week after week, could be a little tedious for him. Besides, he was looking for excitement, and there was no chance of finding it with these guys. Finally, his eyes settled on someone across the room. Dark blonde hair, great build, definite possibilities. He downed his beer and decided to make his way to the other side of the room.

As he walked around the small groups of people assembled throughout the room, Matt ran through a list of things to say in his mind. Something cool, slick, guaranteed to grab someone's attention. They all sounded lame, but maybe he'd get lucky. The guy was standing with his back to Matt when he approached and Matt reached out to tap his shoulder, prepared to use his standard, "don't I know you from somewhere?" line.

When he turned, Matt found himself staring at a gorgeous, tan vision, with a well sculpted chest and hard abs. His eyes narrowed at Matt, then he smiled. "Chris?" Matt said. "Chris Harris?" Matt reached out to shake hands with him. He was pleasantly surprised when the other man embraced him. "Matt!" he said loudly. "I haven't seen you in, like, forever. How ya doin'?" "Just fine, man," Matt replied. "How bout you?"

They spent a few minutes catching up with each other, when Chris turned to his friends and introduced Matt. The usual pleasantries were exchanged, then Matt said, "well, I'll let ya get back to your buds here. It was nice seein' ya again." Chris reached out and grabbed Matt's arm as he started to walk away.

"Hey, don't go," Chris said. He leaned over and whispered in Matt's ear, "save me, please! They wanna go to a club, and I ain't really in the mood." Chris' hot breath tickled the inside of his ear, causing Matt to thank whatever god was responsible for him being in the right place at the right time. He looked over at him, then spoke loud enough for his friends to hear, "hey man, if you're not doin' anything, you wanna come with me? There's a party goin' on, and I thought you might want to see some of the guys."

One of Chris' friends turned around and said, "man, go for it. We'll catch up with ya later." Chris said his goodbyes and left the bar with Matt. When they reached the elevator, Chris looked at Matt. "So, is there really a party, or were you just helping me out?" Matt laughed. "Nope, no party," he said. "So, why didn't you want to go to the club with your friends?" Chris blushed, looking down at the ground. "Well, it's a long story," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

They stepped into the elevator and Matt turned to Chris. "I got a long time," he said. "Tell me the story." Chris looked away before speaking. "One of the guys knows this girl who works in a strip club downtown, and some of the girls are kinda, well…" His voice trailed off for a moment. "Friendly, ya know?" Matt chuckled. "What's the matter, Chris?" he asked. "Afraid of the little nudey girls touchin' ya?"

Chris shook his head. "It ain't that," he said. Matt leaned forward, his mouth next to Chris' ear. "Then what?" Matt asked. "Not afraid," Chris said defiantly. "You wouldn't understand." Oh, that's what you think, Matt thought as he finally understood what Chris was saying. Leaning forward, he slowly licked Chris' ear, waiting for a reaction. Chris grabbed him and pulled Matt's lips to his own, kissing him hungrily. Matt's hands slid down Chris' bare chest, rubbing the bulges on his hard, tight abs.

Matt broke away from Chris and hit the stop button. The elevator settled as Matt turned back to Chris and pressed him against the wall, pressing his erection against Chris' bulge. "I understand completely," Matt said before attacking Chris' lips again. He felt strong arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss further. Their tongues battled for supremacy, with Matt eventually coming out the winner.

Chris sucked on Matt's tongue, grinding himself into Matt. Matt's hands traveled around to grab Chris' ass, pulling him closer. Their cocks rubbed together, the heat burning through both of them. Chris reached up, grabbing the collar of Matt's shirt, pulling it apart. Matt laughed as the buttons flew off, hitting the walls of the elevator. "Little eager, are we?" he asked as Chris looked around. "Sorry," Chris said, blushing. "I couldn't help myself. I, uh, well, I wanted to do that since the first time I met you."

"Really?" Matt asked before leaning down and taking one of Chris' nipples into his mouth, sucking it hard. When he pulled back, the skin around it was bright red. Chris smiled at him, the reached down and grabbed the burning flesh between his fingers and pinched it hard, moaning as the pain coursed through his body. A wicked little grin spread across Matt's face as he nodded. Leaning forward again, he bit Chris' neck, raising the skin. Chris groaned and pressed his cock forward, seeking the warmth of Matt's groin.

Matt grabbed him again, pushing him back against the wall, biting and sucking every inch of Chris' neck. Chris dug his nails into Matt's back, pulling his head closer for another kiss. Chris' tongue invaded Matt's mouth and Matt bit down on it, sucking hard. He felt Chris' hand slide down to cup his balls, squeezing them as much as he could through his tight jeans. Matt growled low in his throat, and reached down to grab Chris' cock as well.

Matt's fingers worked the buttons on Chris' jeans as fast as they could, reaching in and freeing his cock. Chris took a sharp breath as Matt wrapped his hand around the engorged flesh and began stroking it lightly. Chris planted his hands on the wall next to his hips, afraid to move.

Matt laughed. "Tell me what ya want, Chris," Matt breathed against his neck, continuing to slowly stroke Chris' swollen cock. "You," Chris said through gritted teeth. "For a long, long time."

Matt ran his tongue over Chris' lips. "Ya got me now," he said, sucking Chris' lip into his mouth. Matt knelt down in front of him, placing his lips against the head of Chris' cock, darting his tongue out. He licked off the few drops there before sucking it all the way into his mouth. "Oh, lord," Chris groaned, leaning his head back. Matt sucked hard and fast, driving Chris closer to the brink.

Matt's hand reached down to cup Chris' balls, just as the buzzer starting going off. Chris jerked back, then looked over at the control panel. Matt stood up, helping Chris get his pants fastened. He pushed the button to restart the elevator, then leaned against the wall next to Chris. The elevator began rising again, as Matt quickly kissed Chris' cheek. "Fuck," Chris swore under his breath. As the doors opened, Matt said, "not yet, but we're getting to it!"

Chris followed Matt down the hallway, limping slightly from the bulge in his pants. Matt reached over and put his arm around Chris' waist. His hand caressed the skin there and Matt heard Chris groan slightly. Matt leaned his head over slightly, whispering in Chris' ear, "we're gonna fuck, alright. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and so good that you ain't ever gonna forget it." Chris bit his lip to keep from crying out. The mere sound of Matt's voice made him even harder than he was, if that was possible.

When they reached Matt's room, he slid the keycard through, and opened the door. He put his hand on Chris' back, nudging him into the room. As soon as the door closed, Matt pinned Chris against the wall, tugging at his jeans, nipping the skin on his collarbone. Chris ran his hands through Matt's hair, grabbing a fistful on each side. He pulled Matt's mouth to his, crushing Matt's lips under his, sucking on them.

Matt pulled Chris' shirt off, followed by his own. Chris grabbed his waist and pushed Matt back, toward the bed. They fell onto it, Chris landing on Matt, who quickly turned him over. Matt began to grind his cock into Chris, wanting so much more. Chris reached down and undid Matt's jeans, pushing them down. Matt got off the bed and took them off, tossing them across the room. He grabbed the waistband of Chris' jeans and removed them as well.

Matt crawled up between Chris' legs, licking his chest and neck. Matt took Chris' earlobe between his teeth, sucking and nipping the sensitive skin. Chris groaned, running his hands up and down Matt's back. "Matt," Chris said, pleading. Matt looked deep into his eyes. "What is it, Chris?" he answered. "What do ya want?" Chris kissed the side of Matt's neck, moving his lips up to Matt's ear. "Would ya suck me again?" he asked. "It felt real good before, and well, woulda please?"

Matt laughed as he licked down Chris' chest. His tongue ran over the ridges on Chris' stomach, savoring the taste of his salty flesh. Chris arched up off the bed when he felt Matt's tongue run over his balls, sucking them in. Matt bathed the tight flesh for quite a while before moving up to the base of Chris' cock. He placed his lips against the base and drug them all the way up to the tip, engulfing Chris' cock in the wetness of his mouth.

Chris writhed beneath him, grabbing Matt's hair and pumping into his mouth. Matt worked his cock with his mouth and hand, sliding the other one down to massage Chris' balls. After a few minutes, Chris pulled Matt's head back and looked down at him, gasping for breath. "My turn," Chris said when he could speak. Matt eagerly laid down, watching as Chris licked his nipples, circling them with his lips and sucking them into his mouth, one by one.

When Chris made his way down Matt's stomach and to his cock, Matt was writhing as well. Chris' tongue snaked out, swirling around the head of Matt's cock, licking up and down slowly. Matt arched up, trying to get Chris to take him into his mouth. Finally, Chris relented and sucked Matt in, hard and fast. Chris raked his teeth lightly along the underside and Matt's hips shot off the bed. "Holy fuck!" he yelled as Chris begin to pump his cock.

Chris continued to suck harder, pulling Matt's cock out then sucking it back in. Matt mumbled incoherently as he felt his balls tighten. Finally, he reached down and placed his hand on the back of Chris' head. "Time to move on," Matt said when Chris looked up at him. Chris' eyes widened and he smiled. He moved up, kissing Matt softly. Matt got up and dug around in his bag, finally finding the lube.

He walked back over to the bed, carefully opening the tube and squeezing some into his hand. He laid down next to Chris and kissed him, gently thrusting his tongue into Chris' mouth as he slid a finger into his ass. Chris jumped a little, then began to relax as Matt moved his finger around inside him. Matt thrust his finger in further, searching for that one little spot. "Oh god!" Chris screamed as Matt rubbed his finger across his prostate.

Slowly, Matt added another finger, thrusting them in and out, picking up speed as he felt Chris relax around him. Chris' cock was twitching as Matt assaulted his sweet spot over and over. Matt was sucking on Chris' neck, fucking him with his fingers, and marveling at how beautiful Chris looked next to him. After a few more minutes, Chris looked at Matt and said, "if you keep that up, I'm gonna shoot all over the place."

Matt grabbed the lube again and greased his cock. He lay between Chris' legs, which immediately found their way around Matt's waist. Chris reached down and stroked Matt's cock a few times before helping guide Matt to his entrance. Matt leaned down and kissed him, then slowly slid his cock into Chris' tight ass. He paused for a moment to allow Chris time to adjust to the invasion, and to enjoy the feel of the muscles contracting around his cock.

Matt felt Chris' fingers on his nipples, followed by his hot tongue. "Fuck me, Matt," Chris groaned when Matt was all the way in. "Just fuck me." Matt smiled at him, pulling out till only the head of his cock remained inside. "With pleasure," Matt said as he slammed back in. Chris' hips arched off the bed when the tip of Matt's cock hit his sweet spot on the first thrust. "Goddamn it!" he cried out. "That's it, right there, oh god…"

Matt smiled as Chris screamed out his obscenities, slamming his cock into him faster and harder. Matt raised up a little, placing one knee on the bed, trying to get a better angle. He grabbed one of Chris' legs and put it over his shoulder, causing his cock to go in further. Chris reached down and grabbed his own cock, pumping it hard and fast. Beads of sweat fell from Matt's forehead onto his chest.

Matt pulled out, slamming back in hard, then eased out again, slowly gliding his throbbing cock into Chris' ass. He continued with his rhythm, listening to Chris beg for more…harder, faster, deeper. Matt happily obliged him, working himself in and out of Chris' ass. He leaned down and began biting a nipple, sucking hard, and pulling back. Chris grabbed Matt's ass and pulled him in deeper, scraping his nails down Matt's back.

Matt felt his balls tightening, knowing he couldn't last much longer. He looked into Chris' eyes, then kissed him hard. Chris increased the tempo on his cock, his hand practically flying off the end. "Let go," Matt said to him. With a strangled cry, Chris threw his head back and screamed Matt's name as the first drops of his hot load spewed out onto his stomach.

Matt pulled out one last time and was preparing to thrust back in when Chris arched up from the bed, wrapping his other leg around Matt's waist. He pulled Matt in hard, his muscles clamping down on Matt's cock. "Shit! Fuck! Oh god!!" Matt screamed as Chris milked his orgasm for all he was worth. Sweating, panting, Matt collapsed on Chris, trying to regain some strength. Slowly, he pulled his softening cock out of Chris' ass before kissing him again, then rolling over next to him.

Chris curled himself into the crook of Matt's arm, resting his head on Matt's heaving chest. "Damn," the said together, then laughed. After he had rested for a few minutes, Matt leaned up on his elbow and began to stroke Chris' stomach slowly. "So," he finally said when he could speak again. "Was it worth the wait?" Chris kissed him softly, then replied, "oh yeah. And so much more."