The following story involves graphic description of sexual encounters between two consenting adult males. Please be warned and continue no further if reading such material is unlawful in your residing province/state. Also, the reader shall be no younger than the age of majority. The names of characters and their engagements are completely fictitious and any resemblances to real life are completely coincidental.
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It's Only Valentine's wai808@yahoo.ca
"Ah shit, I can't believe I almost forgot again!" I pulled my attention from the forms I was looking over to my partner and friend. Ryan was staring down at his Palm-Pilot in disbelief, a look of mild panic on his normally calm face.
"Forgot what?" I asked impatiently. We had a court appearance in less than two hours and we hardly had the time for a crisis right now. I tried to bring my focus back to the papers in my hand but couldn't quite concentrate due to the pitiful moans that were still coming out of the other man. "Ryan? Do you mind? Out with it already or shut up."
"Dammit Liam, today is February the 13th. That makes tomorrow the 14th. Grace is going to kill me."
"So? What's the big deal? You forgot her birthday or something? C'mon, deal with this later and focus on the trial. I'll give you something to worry about if we don't win this." I pulled his small PDA of his hand and shoved a manila folder in its stead.
Ryan growled but opened the folder. I raised a calm eyebrow at him and returned back to my own notes in relative silence. The case was obviously open and shut, but it never hurts to be prepared in case the defending prosecutor pulls out some dirty trick.
As predicted, the case took just a few hours to finish. Our client accused the defendant of running his car into hers, thereby putting her in a state of permanent disability. Evidence pointed towards a repeated offense of DUI as well as driving with a suspended license due to driving misconduct. In this particular event, the defendant was also reported to have been driving under the influence of narcotics. The man had no right to be on the road, behind the wheel of a moving vehicle. Ryan ran into me, breaking me of my thoughts, and pulled me aside, a look of worry on his face. "Liam, you've got to help me. I need some ideas. I forgot last year and if I don't make it extra special this year Grace will kill me." I thought back to the sweet young woman that I considered to be the younger sister I'd never had. There was not one vicious bone in that girl's body and I highly doubted that she would do anything remotely homicidal. "I don't know, get her roses and chocolate or something. What else do you want from me?" My friend gave me a look of disbelief. "Roses and chocolates? That's the best you can do? You've got to be kidding me. What are you doing for Daniel then?" I stared at him in confusion. "For Daniel? Why would I do anything for Daniel?" Inwardly I smiled at the thought of the man that had been my lover for almost the past year. "Yeah for Daniel. You do know that tomorrow's Valentine's day? Oh wow, you forgot too," he replied at my apparently blank look. "Man, aren't we a pair." "Daniel's a guy. He doesn't expect anything for Valentine's," I retorted. "He'd probably laugh at me if I brought him a bouquet. Hell, he probably forgot that it was Valentine's tomorrow as well." Ryan looked doubtful. "Are you sure? I don't know. I think Daniel would go for that sort of stuff." "Look, why don't you just worry about what you're going to get Grace for now and let me worry about what Daniel would or wouldn't go for okay? And besides, I'll be busy tomorrow working on the preliminaries for that Olsen case anyway. And since I'm betting that your ass won't be in tomorrow that'll mean more work for me." "Liam, save that stuff for Monday. It's not going anywhere. The lab doesn't even have the evidence in yet to do analysis." I shrugged. "We'll see. I better go now; I promised Daniel that I'd have dinner with him tonight. If I don't see you tomorrow I'll see you Monday morning." "Alright, good night Liam. Wish me luck," Ryan grinned at me before heading off towards his car.I knocked on the front door of Daniel's apartment and my heart did a small flutter at the sight of the man that opened it. He gave me a bright smile and reached out to wrap his arms around my neck. I buried my face into the crook of his shoulder and inhaled his warm scent, wrapping my own arms around his waist and rested my hands just above the perfect curve of his ass.
Carefully, I led us back into the apartment, sparing a kick to the door to close it, and pulled back to kiss him lightly on his lips. Large blue eyes sparkled back at me, causing my heart to flutter some more. This was when I became aware of the wonderful smells that were coming in from the kitchen. "Hey, something smells really good."
"Oh shit, I almost forgot about the lasagna," Daniel exclaimed. He pulled himself abruptly out of my hold and hurried into the kitchen. I followed at a slower pace and stood at the doorway, admiring the man in action.
Daniel was the opposite in just about every aspect of my life. Where I have dark brown hair and eyes dark enough to be considered black, he had the blond hair and blue eyes of his Aryan ancestors. I was a lawyer that depended on scientific hard facts and evidence, he was a grade 8 English teacher that believed in interpretation and translation. I saw the world in black and white; Daniel saw shades of grey.
He was the first male lover I'd ever had, and I had fought hard against my attraction to him when I'd first set eyes on him over a year ago. My type had always veered towards the petite brunettes, but who would have thought that I would have fallen for a 6'3", incredibly sexy blond and blue eyed teacher of the male variety?
I took my time to study the other man as he stirred at some pots and pans, then checking something in the oven. Daniel was wearing a white button down shirt that was left un-tucked with its sleeves rolled up to expose muscular forearms, and some worn jeans that molded against that firm ass of his. I felt my dick stir in my pants as I watched Daniel bend over to lift something out of the oven.
"Need any help?" I managed to ask in a very calm voice. He grinned at me and shook his head.
"No, just pour us some of that wine and I'll plate up. Have a seat."
I took a bite of the lasagna and moaned in appreciation. I knew that Daniel was an excellent cook, but I'd always forget since we rarely had time to sit down to a home cooked meal. Often we just ordered in or grabbed a quick bite on our way home. "This is really good. You'd make someone a good wife one day," I joked.
He snorted and took a large bite of his own food. "Laugh it up, Liam. You'll be sorry the day I up and leave you. You were lucky that I agreed to our first date." Kidding aside, I fondly smiled at him. We both knew that he was only teasing, but I remembered back to that day when he finally said yes to my invitation out to dinner. I had been so incredibly rude to him when we first met, and shocked him to death when I had suddenly did a turnabout and started pursuing him with a vengeance. To say that our initial courtship was violent was an understatement.
I reached out with one hand and placed it on top of his. He stopped with his fork midway to his mouth and glanced over at me. Seeing my smile, he returned his own look of endearment, the blue eyes shining ecstatically at me. "Hurry up and finish your dinner," he told me. "There's still dessert to be served."
"Dessert? I like dessert," I grinned. In fact, I was pretty sure I was looking at it as he smiled at me some more.
After we had both had our share of hot food and good wine, Daniel stood up to go into the kitchen, taking our empty plates with him. I followed him in with our glasses and placed them into the dishwasher. He was about to open the fridge door when I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. I lightly peppered kisses along the nape of his neck and felt him melt in my arms.
"Liam," he whined. "I won't be able to get dessert ready if you keep doing that. It's cheesecake." Daniel made no move to resist my attentions however, so I increased the intensity of my kissing and gently prodded him towards the direction of the bedroom.
"Who says dessert isn't already ready?" I crooned in between each kiss. I let one of my hands travel eagerly down to his groin and rubbed at the hard erection behind the soft material. A soft moan came out of the other man. "Hmm... I'd say dessert is definitely ready," I murmured into his ear.
His whole body shuddered lightly as the tip of my tongue reached out to trace along the shell of his ear. Once we reached the side of his bed, I carefully laid us down so that he was on his back and I was on top of him. Roughly I undid the buttons of his shirt and pulled the material away, exposing that smooth chest of his. "Beautiful," I whispered as I lavished an erect nipple with my tongue, eliciting wonderful sounds of moans and sighs.
I felt Daniel thread his fingers through my hair and wrap his legs around my waist. He squirmed delightfully beneath me, encouraging my own erection to grow even harder then it already was, if that was even possible. Believing in equality, I turned my attention to his other nipple and spent some time licking and sucking at the flesh there as my hands busied themselves with the fly of his jeans. Daniel lifted his hips up to help with the removal of the worn denim, whilst his own hands were busy with my own shirt and pants.
I broke apart from him just long enough to make sure that we were both free of our clothes. Daniel unconsciously spread his legs wide enough for me to settle myself between them. Those long muscular limbs locked themselves tightly around my waist, pulling me down so that our erections met and rubbed against each other. We were both groaning as our precum leaked out and added to the sensations.
"Liam, please," Daniel moaned. "It's been too long. I need you in me now." I kissed him hard, bruising his lips, as I reached under the pillow for the lube and then fished around in the nightstand for a plastic package. I tore the package with my teeth as I continued with the grinding of our hips, and expertly sheathed it on as I returned my lips back to his.
Quickly, I squeezed a fair amount of the slick gel onto my fingers and slid one deep into the tight muscles of my lover's tight entrance. He clenched firmly around my digit; a groan coming out of his mouth and into mine as I swallowed the sounds he made. I added a second and then a third finger, loving the way that he naturally responded to my touch.
"Liam," Daniel groaned in frustration. "I fucking mean it. I need your dick in me now. Get to it Counsellor."
"Yes, your Honour," I grinned. I grabbed one of his legs and draped it over my shoulder so that I could properly align the tip of my cock against his hole. I felt the sphincter muscles wink slightly at first contact before slowly burying myself deeply into him.
"Oh yessss..." he hissed.
"You feel so good," I sighed contently as I felt the tight muscles around me settle and get used to my presence in there. I kissed him some more and began a slow rhythm, pulling my cock in and out of Daniel's receptive body. I grabbed his dick with my free hand and pumped him to the same rhythm that I was setting at his ass. Daniel lightly cried out at the sudden increase in stimulation. The cries became louder as I had successfully located his prostrate and bumped against it with each stroke in.
I could feel the pressure of an upcoming orgasm build behind my balls, so I increased the rhythm and intensity of the movements between us. My dick pistoned in and out of Daniel's body, and if the sounds that the other man was making were anything to go by then it would be a safe bet to assume that he had absolutely no objections to the change in pace whatsoever.
When I felt Daniel's body stiffen, I knew that he was near climax himself and it wasn't long until hot, white cum erupted from his cock head. I had no choice but to quickly follow as his anal muscles clenched almost painfully tightly around me, causing me to come so hard I wondered if the condom was still intact. My strokes became jerky and erratic as I rode out the rest of the orgasm, until finally settling heavily over him.
We both breathed hard as we let our bodies rest from the exerting exercise. Daniel rubbed his hands soothingly across my back and let his leg fall back down to a more comfortable position. We laid like this for several minutes, and I was jarred alert from near slumber as I felt Daniel pull himself out from under my weight. Tiredly, I removed the used condom and threw it into the nearby trashcan, before spooning myself up against the back of Daniel's warm body. I managed to pull the covers up over us before finally falling into a deep sleep.
I woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside. Reluctant to face the world so soon, I buried my face into the warm neck of the body in front of me and wrapped my arms possessively around the lean waist. My dick stirred with interest as it nestled against Daniel's ass. Listening to the sounds of the other man's breathing, I knew that he was still asleep, and knowing that he was a heavy sleeper, it would take a lot to awaken him. Slowly and carefully, I reached behind me and opened up another plastic package, and sheathed my now hard dick with the condom. In one fluid move, I slid my organ into the still slick hole of my lover. I marveled at the trust the other man had developed for me, as the sudden intrusion didn't even cause him to stir. Daniel began to slowly respond to my touches and love making. It wasn't long before sounds of moaning and sighing could be heard, and he soon began to grind his hips back into me, matching my every stroke. We both hit a gentle climax and he turned his head around to gaze sleepily at me. "Good morning," he murmured. I leaned in for a kiss. "Good morning yourself," I smiled. "Sleep well?" He nodded and yawned. "Waking up was even better," he grinned. "So what are we going to do today?" "Actually, I have to head into the office to look over some files for an upcoming case." I began to get up and headed into the adjoining bathroom to clean myself up. He followed me in, a look of surprise on his face. "You are? Do you have to? Can't it wait till Monday?" "Why? Did you have something planned for today? You know I always work on Saturdays." I frowned slightly as I began to brush my teeth. Daniel nodded and looked down at the floor. "I know. It's just that, I kinda figured... or hoped... that you would make an exception this weekend. It's just that it's our first Valentine's together." I spat out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth clean. I lifted his chin up with my fingers so that he would look me in the eyes. His blue eyes were large and expressive. Had I been wrong after all? Did Daniel really care about a thing as silly as Valentine's Day? "It's nothing big," he said suddenly, a smile appearing on his face. "We'll still be able to have dinner together tonight?" "How about if I work all day today and then come over early tomorrow morning so that we can spend the entire day together instead of working today and tomorrow? Would you like that?" I asked. "Yeah, that works," Daniel agreed, almost too eagerly. I studied him for a bit, but he was still smiling at me. Maybe I was reading too much into this after all? "Alright, are you sure?" "Absolutely. I guess you won't be spending the evening here tonight then?" he asked as he began to clean his face. I started to get changed. "I was thinking that if I worked late tonight that it would be best if I just went back to my own place so that I won't wake you up. But I'll be here bright and early in the morning so that we can have breakfast together." He nodded and gave me a kiss on the lips before letting me head out. "You know how much I love having you wake me up," he teased, and watched as I entered the elevator. On my drive over to the office, I couldn't help but have this nagging feeling that something was definitely wrong. I sat for several minutes in the building's underground parking lot as I thought this through. From previous experience, I knew that Daniel was very good at hiding disappointment. I also knew that he rarely ever asked for anything for himself. The fact that he had made assumptions that we'd be spending the day together, albeit rather reluctantly, should have been more then enough proof that he wanted to make today a special day. I cursed myself at my own stupidity. "Dammit Liam," I growled to myself as I started the car up again and quickly drove out of the lot, "Fuckin' Valentine's isn't about whether it's a guy thing or a girl thing, it's a love thing." I wondered what florists still carried flowers that were worthy enough for Daniel. For him I was determined to buy only the best. Shit, and on the day of Valentine's, a weekend no less. Next year I vowed to plan earlier for this occasion.It was five o'clock by the time I was able to put everything I had wanted together. A large bouquet of roses sat beside me on the passenger seat, as well as a box of Daniel's favourite chocolates, which I was aware of due to the vast amounts he had brought home from his students just this past Christmas. Also, a small box sat hidden in my jacket pocket.
I had managed to get my hands on a private yacht that would take us down the Georgia Strait, where a caterer would have taken care of our dinner for tonight. A duet from the flutist and violinist would set the mood for the evening, and I had taken the time to head back to my place to shower and change into my charcoal coloured suit, which I knew was his favourite. I was determined to make this the most unforgettable evening Daniel would ever have, only to be topped by next year of course.
Taking a deep breath, and hoping that I wasn't overdoing it with the flowers, I rang the doorbell and waited for the door to open. When Daniel saw who it was at the door, he opened his blue eyes wide and his mouth dropped in shock to see me standing there. He slowly took in my attire and what I held in my hands. When his eyes finally traveled back to meet mine, I saw that he was in disbelief and didn't know what to say. Gently, I nudged the flowers towards him until it finally dawned on him that they were for him.
"W--What are you doing here?" he managed to stutter. "I--I thought you were going to be at work till late?"
I smiled at him. He was so confused, yet at the same time looked so hopeful. "You'd think that you didn't want me here," I teased him. He blinked at me with those large blue eyes of his and I leaned in to kiss him, holding him tightly by the waist. "Happy Valentine's Day," I murmured against his ear. "I'm sorry I had assumed that you didn't care about it."
He shrugged. "I thought I was just being silly. I mean, it's just any other day. I know that you care for me and why would it be any different just because it's Valentine's." He paused and looked down at the flowers in his hands. "These are for me?" he asked in awe. He looked up and saw the box of chocolates that were still in my hand. He perked up with interest. "Are those for me too?" I grinned and handed them over.
I suddenly took in that he was wearing pajama bottoms and one of my T-shirts. Looking further into the living room, I saw that there was an infomercial playing on the TV and half a cheesecake sitting on the coffee table with one lone fork. I cursed myself again at the thought of how Daniel would have been spending the rest of this evening.
"Liam?" Daniel looked at me in concern. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine now. C'mon, let's get you ready for a night out. I have a yacht with our name on it ready to take us out for a romantic evening. Just the two of us."
"I didn't know you knew how to do romantic," Daniel smiled.
"I know. I'm sorry. All we ever do is eat in or just hang out around here. I haven't taken you out to any place nice since our first date and it's time I fixed that."
"You don't need to do anything like that, Liam. All I ever needed was you and nothing else."
"I love you," I said for the first time since we been together. I was surprised at how easily it came out. I must have known that I had fallen in love with this man in front of me awhile ago but it finally took my consciousness this long to catch up. "I love you, Daniel," I said again, amazed at how much I liked saying it.
"I know, I love you too," he said grinning back at me.
"You do? How did you know?"
"I just knew. You were the one who always needed hard evidence. I just accepted that you loved me because it just felt right whenever we're together." He shrugged. "I was right."
Then the other thing dawned on me. "You love me," I sighed. He nodded shyly. "C'mere you. I'm going to kiss you senseless."
After several minutes, I finally pulled us apart, reluctantly, and reminded him to get ready for our evening together. As I waited in the living room, I helped myself to a bit of the cheesecake and it wasn't long before he finally appeared at the doorway, all dressed up in the dark blue suit which I admired most on him. My heart swelled as he smiled at me, knowing that I had put that smile there. As I led us out of his apartment and into my car, I fingered the box tucked safely inside my pocket and eagerly anticipated the moment when I would present it to Daniel once we arrived at the boat. I looked up and saw that the evening sky was clear and that the moon was out. I can't wait till I get to see the moonlight on his features, when I would see his face hopefully light up and accept the small token of my heart.
God I love Valentine's Day.