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Justin was making this noise, this gorgeous, sexy little sound somewhere between a soft whine and a whimper, and Ken was pretty sure that would be enough to make him shoot off right in his expensive pants. He didn’t seem to be able to resist. He went back to Justin’s ass, slipping his fingers into the waistband of his pants, and trapped him shamelessly between his own body and the unyielding wall. He couldn’t get enough, touching all of the smooth, bare skin that he could reach.
“Ken,” Justin gasped, and those strong, sure hands tugged Ken’s pants down. Heedless to their cost, Ken kicked them away, then shoved his strong thigh between Justin’s legs, right up against his swollen cock, grinding against him.
What was even happening here? Was he actually making out with this man, the one that he had been so sure could never be interested in a kid like Ken? It seemed impossible that ten minutes ago, at the very most, he had been thinking how bored he was, how he would rather be anywhere else, doing anything else but trying on suits.
Now, that suit was falling off of him, and Ken was anything but bored.
Finally, Ken pulled his hands away from Justin’s gorgeous little ass, instead letting the tips of his fingers close on the hem of Justin’s worn, soft t-shirt. In a second, Ken had it hauled up over Justin’s head, and for the first time he got a really close look at those tattoos that covered the tight, toned, ripped body of this beautiful man.
Justin had always seemed a little bit dangerous to Ken, so quiet and intense, and seeing that ink which covered his lovely body only added to that. This was a man unlike anyone that Ken had ever had in his bed before, the sort of man that Ken really had no idea how to predict.
And it just made him want Justin more. He had tried to hide, even from himself, how badly he had started to want this man, but ever since he’d been trapped in that elevator with him, he had found himself drawn to him. Wanting to know him, and not just his body, either.
Why did this feel so vivid, so real, to Ken. He had always liked sex, touching, kissing, but just the little bit that they were doing already made him crazy, like he had never really, truly experienced any of this before. Like this, with Justin, was the first time, or maybe it should be more accurately said that it was the first time that mattered.
Well, whatever this was, he was in it now. More than that, he intended to push this as far as he could, because who knew when Justin would come to his senses and stop this? Only maybe Justin had no intention of doing anything of the sort, because his hands, strong and sure, were settling on Ken’s cock, the thin cotton layer of his underwear the only thing that was between them.
He could come, just from that. Handjobs had never been that exciting to him but damned if Justin didn’t know what he was doing, know just how to touch Ken to bring out the fire, the heat, the sheer, overwhelming desire.
From the sounds of it, from the way that Justin was leaking through his own underwear as he rubbed against Ken’s bare leg, Justin was having some of the same issues. They were barely doing anything, but it seemed like far more, and Ken groaned into Justin’s mouth as they rocked together, groping, touching, grinding.
Just when Ken was sure that he was going to come, that the pleasure couldn’t be denied for more than a few seconds longer, that was when all hell really broke loose. Ken could feel, from the way that Justin was tensing up and making noises of urgent pleasure against his lips, that he was close, too, and he just needed a moment longer before he’d get to feel Justin come apart completely in his arms …
“Ken! Ken, where are you?”
The voice was familiar and stridently shrill, piercing into his ears and deep into his brain. Why hadn’t he remembered? Why hadn’t he kept it in mind that he had told her where he was going to be?
Even so, it would have been a pretty jump for him to go from her knowing to her showing up. Some things, it seemed, never changed, and her desire to meddle in his life was very definitely one of those things.
