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First part of a short story that I've came up with. Hope you guys like the writing and it is interesting enough for readers to be keen for more!
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It’s been almost a week since Chris first approached me on Jack’d. Tonight’s the night when we have finally agreed to meet up. As soon as I hit send on the last email on my task list of the day, my mind rushes back to relish in the anticipation that its been building up around the, for lack of a better term, engagement scheduled for the night.
4:45pm. The clock at the bottom right corner of my screen tells me. Another three quarters of an hour before I knock off. I start putting away all the paperwork on my desk that’s accumulated throughout the work day and put the stationary, calculator and notebook back where they belong. I then picked up my phone and hurried to the men’s toilet on the office floor. I put down the toilet seat cover in one of the stalls and sat down with my phone in hand. Before typing anything, I clicked on the photo he sent just before my lunch break today. He had just woken up and had taken a shot of his body underneath the bed covers. I’d say he would have had held his phone close to his face when he took the shot down towards his legs.
I felt my bulge harden against my dress pants.
His waist and legs were slightly twisted to his left in the photo. The twist really drew one’s eyes along the length of his torso and accentuates the curves of his tight waist and glutes. It had a slight feminine quality to it that was strangely attractive when combined with the treasure trail leading out from his boxer briefs and the masculine fingers that had reached a little bit under the waistband of his briefs.
I tugged on my dick through my pants.
‘Hey, I’ll be getting of work in a bit. I can probably make it to your place around 7:30 after I go home and hit the showers?’
I pulled up the photo again after sending that message and massaged my dick.
He was quick to reply ‘Wait, no, you’re wearing work clothes now right?’.
‘Yeah?’
‘I want you in your work clothes.’
‘Come straight over.’
‘You can shower at my place if you want.’
I replied with a smirking emoji and got his exact address off him before reaching into my pants and to point my dick upwards so that the waist band of my briefs can hold it close against my body and hide my bulge as I walk back to my desk.
6:30pm. I get off the train at Mascot station. The excitement rushing through my body is making me feel jumpy and my horniness seems to have fogged my mind and senses. I had travelled from the city to his station in a sort of a daze. I walked along the wide sidewalks, following the directions on my phone and occasionally glancing up towards all the apartment towers in the area. A lot of university students like him rent in this relatively new inner-city suburb. Despite feeling like I was in a daze, I seemed to be hyper aware of any men that were in my vicinity. My eyes and mind took note of every man that was walking in the opposite direction and my heart would skip a beat every time someone almost exchanged a glance with me.
I get to the foyer of his building and found the intercom to the side of the entrance and rang ‘1815’. I pointlessly adjusted my tie and held it the tip against my belly button, trying to make sure that my hands were not shaking, as I waited for a response. Normally I leave my tie in my locker at work but I decided to keep it on today as he seemed to be into this kind of stuff.
‘Hello?’ A cheery voice replied.
‘Hey, its me, Ashe.’
‘Hey! Head on up. I’m on level 18.’
I check myself in the full length mirrors in the lift. I was wearing black Uniqlo dress pants with a light green long sleeve shirt. I had my green Happy Socks with large yellow bands on and a black tie.
As I got out of the lifts I could see him peering out from his doorway down the corridor on my left.
‘Hey, glad you made it. Found the place alright?’ He said as he greeted me with a handshake. I’d say he is around 5-10 centimetres shorter than I am and I was relieved to see that he looked just as he did in his profile picture. He was clean shaven and had short hair with a bit of a fringe. To me he was the perfect mix of a cute and handsome face. He didn’t have a typical model-esque look or figure but was still very attractive. Most of all, he had a great smile and exuded a kind and friendly vibe, exactly the kind of qualities that gets my insides tingling. He looked really cute in the over-sized t-shirt and workout shorts that he had on.
‘Yeah. It’s not my first time in this area.’
‘Come on in.’ He stepped aside slightly to let me through, but not quite far enough so my shoulders brushed against his chest slightly as I entered.
The kitchen was on the left of the front door and was directly connected to the living room. The place was overall quite neat and tidy. A few dishes sat drying on a dish drying rack by the sink. Along the counter also sat an electric kettle and a rice cooker and a large platter with a few fresh oranges and brown onions. I notice a bottle of Campari and vodka tucked in the corner of one of the open shelving. A piece of frozen meat in a ziplock bag floated around a bowl of water in the sink. A four seater table separated the kitchen from the living room which had a large couch and coffee table facing a wall mounted tv. I could recognise that most of the furniture were from Ikea, typical of a student’s apartment. The tv was connected to both an Xbox and a Nintendo Switch. Two Xbox controllers had been left on the carpet below the tv. I assume the corridor on the right wall led towards the rooms and toilets.
‘This is a pretty nice set up you’ve got here.’ I said. ‘I was expecting a lot more mess and a lot less furniture’ I joked.
He laughed a nervous laugh and said ‘Yeah I like to make sure that home is always nice and comfortable.’
‘You live with anyone else?’
‘Yeah I’ve got a housemate.' 'But he won’t be home until later tonight.’ he added.
‘Mmm’ I mumbled as I wandered towards the floor to ceiling windows at the other end of the room.
‘You can see a the city’s skyline too from the windows. You can only make out a bit of it today because it’s so overcast though.’ He came up behind me as he said this and placed a hand around my waist.
I could feel a nervous smile spread across my face. I wished initial meetings didn’t always have to be so awkward. Based on my experiences so far, awkward conversation before the sex really didn’t contribute too much to these encounters. We both know what we have in mind. And so, I reached out a hand to his neck and shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. Chris let out the slightest sigh while he wrapped his arms around my back and started grinding against me. I held the back of his head with my one hand and grabbed a handful of his ass with the other. He returned the kiss lustfully and kept running his hands along the front and back of my chest. He then broke away, held my tie in one hand and said ‘Let’s move into the bedroom.’ as he led me, by my tie, to his bedroom.
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It’s been almost a week since Chris first approached me on Jack’d. Tonight’s the night when we have finally agreed to meet up. As soon as I hit send on the last email on my task list of the day, my mind rushes back to relish in the anticipation that its been building up around the, for lack of a better term, engagement scheduled for the night.
4:45pm. The clock at the bottom right corner of my screen tells me. Another three quarters of an hour before I knock off. I start putting away all the paperwork on my desk that’s accumulated throughout the work day and put the stationary, calculator and notebook back where they belong. I then picked up my phone and hurried to the men’s toilet on the office floor. I put down the toilet seat cover in one of the stalls and sat down with my phone in hand. Before typing anything, I clicked on the photo he sent just before my lunch break today. He had just woken up and had taken a shot of his body underneath the bed covers. I’d say he would have had held his phone close to his face when he took the shot down towards his legs.
I felt my bulge harden against my dress pants.
His waist and legs were slightly twisted to his left in the photo. The twist really drew one’s eyes along the length of his torso and accentuates the curves of his tight waist and glutes. It had a slight feminine quality to it that was strangely attractive when combined with the treasure trail leading out from his boxer briefs and the masculine fingers that had reached a little bit under the waistband of his briefs.
I tugged on my dick through my pants.
‘Hey, I’ll be getting of work in a bit. I can probably make it to your place around 7:30 after I go home and hit the showers?’
I pulled up the photo again after sending that message and massaged my dick.
He was quick to reply ‘Wait, no, you’re wearing work clothes now right?’.
‘Yeah?’
‘I want you in your work clothes.’
‘Come straight over.’
‘You can shower at my place if you want.’
I replied with a smirking emoji and got his exact address off him before reaching into my pants and to point my dick upwards so that the waist band of my briefs can hold it close against my body and hide my bulge as I walk back to my desk.
6:30pm. I get off the train at Mascot station. The excitement rushing through my body is making me feel jumpy and my horniness seems to have fogged my mind and senses. I had travelled from the city to his station in a sort of a daze. I walked along the wide sidewalks, following the directions on my phone and occasionally glancing up towards all the apartment towers in the area. A lot of university students like him rent in this relatively new inner-city suburb. Despite feeling like I was in a daze, I seemed to be hyper aware of any men that were in my vicinity. My eyes and mind took note of every man that was walking in the opposite direction and my heart would skip a beat every time someone almost exchanged a glance with me.
I get to the foyer of his building and found the intercom to the side of the entrance and rang ‘1815’. I pointlessly adjusted my tie and held it the tip against my belly button, trying to make sure that my hands were not shaking, as I waited for a response. Normally I leave my tie in my locker at work but I decided to keep it on today as he seemed to be into this kind of stuff.
‘Hello?’ A cheery voice replied.
‘Hey, its me, Ashe.’
‘Hey! Head on up. I’m on level 18.’
I check myself in the full length mirrors in the lift. I was wearing black Uniqlo dress pants with a light green long sleeve shirt. I had my green Happy Socks with large yellow bands on and a black tie.
As I got out of the lifts I could see him peering out from his doorway down the corridor on my left.
‘Hey, glad you made it. Found the place alright?’ He said as he greeted me with a handshake. I’d say he is around 5-10 centimetres shorter than I am and I was relieved to see that he looked just as he did in his profile picture. He was clean shaven and had short hair with a bit of a fringe. To me he was the perfect mix of a cute and handsome face. He didn’t have a typical model-esque look or figure but was still very attractive. Most of all, he had a great smile and exuded a kind and friendly vibe, exactly the kind of qualities that gets my insides tingling. He looked really cute in the over-sized t-shirt and workout shorts that he had on.
‘Yeah. It’s not my first time in this area.’
‘Come on in.’ He stepped aside slightly to let me through, but not quite far enough so my shoulders brushed against his chest slightly as I entered.
The kitchen was on the left of the front door and was directly connected to the living room. The place was overall quite neat and tidy. A few dishes sat drying on a dish drying rack by the sink. Along the counter also sat an electric kettle and a rice cooker and a large platter with a few fresh oranges and brown onions. I notice a bottle of Campari and vodka tucked in the corner of one of the open shelving. A piece of frozen meat in a ziplock bag floated around a bowl of water in the sink. A four seater table separated the kitchen from the living room which had a large couch and coffee table facing a wall mounted tv. I could recognise that most of the furniture were from Ikea, typical of a student’s apartment. The tv was connected to both an Xbox and a Nintendo Switch. Two Xbox controllers had been left on the carpet below the tv. I assume the corridor on the right wall led towards the rooms and toilets.
‘This is a pretty nice set up you’ve got here.’ I said. ‘I was expecting a lot more mess and a lot less furniture’ I joked.
He laughed a nervous laugh and said ‘Yeah I like to make sure that home is always nice and comfortable.’
‘You live with anyone else?’
‘Yeah I’ve got a housemate.' 'But he won’t be home until later tonight.’ he added.
‘Mmm’ I mumbled as I wandered towards the floor to ceiling windows at the other end of the room.
‘You can see a the city’s skyline too from the windows. You can only make out a bit of it today because it’s so overcast though.’ He came up behind me as he said this and placed a hand around my waist.
I could feel a nervous smile spread across my face. I wished initial meetings didn’t always have to be so awkward. Based on my experiences so far, awkward conversation before the sex really didn’t contribute too much to these encounters. We both know what we have in mind. And so, I reached out a hand to his neck and shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. Chris let out the slightest sigh while he wrapped his arms around my back and started grinding against me. I held the back of his head with my one hand and grabbed a handful of his ass with the other. He returned the kiss lustfully and kept running his hands along the front and back of my chest. He then broke away, held my tie in one hand and said ‘Let’s move into the bedroom.’ as he led me, by my tie, to his bedroom.

