Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Title: Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brian/Matt
Summary: This one might be heaven-sent, Matt, so don't screw it up!
Disclaimer: The only thing here that is mine is the plot. I do not intend to besmirch any actual people, whom I also don't own. The title belongs to Nat King Cole from "Orange Colored Sky." The chapter title belongs to Van Halen. I think.
Matt knew he was awake. He didn't open his eyes.
Soft sighs, sharp gasps. They took off their clothes, laid bare without a second thought or any shame. Neither tried to get to the bed; neither pretended that they would want to go there.
The smell of coffee launched a frontal attack on Matt's perception, but he refused to let go of the primal scent of last night. He understood now why people could be so squeamish about calling humans, "animals": it was true. As they grunted and moaned and placed sloppy kisses all over each other, he felt an stimulating drive somewhere deep in his abdomen. Something he needed to thrust forward to become one with Brian.
There was a rustle in the sheets next to him, and a blast of cool morning air as his lover rolled out the other side of the bed. At any other time he would've thought it was filthy and shameful. His inhibitions slipped through his fingers like a fist full of water as he buried his face right between Brian's legs and opened his mouth. Soft flesh so pliable in his mouth and the soft cries he pried from the other man.
Water turned on in the other room. They were both slippery from the sweat, so Matt dug his nails in to grasp Brian's hips harder. With grunts and growls, Matt shifted the other man around to perfect the leverage. He had a vision in his head, and to get it he had to dominate this man.
"You should get up," Brian said, shaking Matt by the shoulder. Matt tunneled deep into the sheets. Saliva and fingers slowed down Matt's plans. He worked quickly, and then spread legs and cheeks away for his own body. Holding on, he used every muscle he could to push into the tight, hot hole. This was perfect. He looked up to the clenched eyes and open mouth of Brian, and waited.
"C'mon, we'll be late!"
Open, close. Hot, wet. Pumping, and flesh slapping hard. They let out moans without caring, and let the couch hit the wall. Matt latched onto Brian's neck with lips and even more teeth, and kept a firm grasp on Brian's cock. He kept violating Brian even when the other man grasped his shoulders and stiffened up as he came hard; he came so hard the cum hit Matt in the chest. It was so damn sexy that Matt was pulled immediately over the edge, crying out Brian's name.
The blankets were ripped off Matt, and he was dragged out of bed and into the bathroom. Brian set him up in the shower, and turned on the shower. He left the slumped-over man to keep getting ready.
Eventually, Matt found it in himself to start moving along. Once he got out of the shower, all toweled off and squeaky clean, Brian came in and set down a pile of clothes. Matt finished up in the bathroom and walked out with bleary eyes.
"I'll drive," Brian said quietly, dragging Matt out to the car.
The day hadn't even started; the sun was still down. When the car started up, Matt barely made out the figures of the clock that said 4:30. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the window. It felt like a short time before Brian was shaking him again.
"Hey, I'll see you later, ok?" Matt nodded slowly, and they kissed for a brief moment in the soft dawn light. Breaking away, Brian added, "Your coffee is right here."
The door shut, and Matt gave himself a few more moments until he walked around to the driver's side. Giving one last look to the toll booth and the man clocking in, he shut his door and let a smile come through his sleepy visage.
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He was one of the first people at work and took the opportunity to do some housekeeping in the kitchen and in his office. Matt was grateful that he wasn't packed into a cubicle like the others, but now that he thought about it, he could definitely say that it had contributed to his alienation. He greeted people as they came in, and the day started off chipper and crisp. Matt felt that a lot was getting done, and was more confident than even before the lay-offs. He managed to remember a bunch of things he'd put off before, such as buying a new coffee maker and taking the clutter off the bulletin board.
Fully awake, and refreshed, he was uncharacteristically enthusiastic when Jimmy came in with an influx of projects. One of them even involved Matt's cooperation with the dickheads in Public Policy.
He was so busy straight through the morning that he almost missed lunch break. One of his co-workers came in with some cookies leftover from a party and vaguely mentioned going out for lunch. Matt almost questioned him, but stared at the clock first: 12:30. Matt just nodded with a smile and sat down at his desk. Shortly, he realized he hadn't brought anything to eat. With a sigh he picked up the phone, ready to dial a number. Just as the ring began, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in!" he called.
"Hello?" came a feminine voice through the phone. The door opened and Brian stepped in. Matt smiled and waved Brian in.
"Hi Leana, this is Matt." Brian set a few bags down on the floor and jumped up to sit on Matt's desk.
"Oh, hi." There was no disappointment in her tone, and Matt was grateful. Brian leaned over and kissed Matt's cheek.
"How have you been?" Brian gave him a suspicious look, but Matt held up a finger.
"Alright. Just kinda trying to find a new job."
"Well, would you be willing to do something for me in the mean time?"
"Um, I guess it depends...?"
"I know someone who needs a web site designed for a small business he's trying to get going." Brian's face lit up.
"Yeah?" The slight tone of curiosity was not lost on Matt.
"Yeah. Does that sound like something you could do?"
"Absolutely." Matt shot a smile over to Brian. "I'd need to meet with him to sort out the details, of course."
"When's the best time for you?"
"Any time this week. This evening would be fine, too."
"This evening?" Matt aimed the question at Brian who nodded. "Sounds good. Where do you want to meet?"
"What would be easiest?" Matt relayed the question to Brian.
Brian thought for a moment. "Ummm.... Would your house be OK?"
Matt nodded and went back to Leana. "Would my house be OK?"
"Mm-Hm," Leana agreed, "what's your address, and what time should I be there?"
The rest of the meeting was set up for 6:00 at Matt's house. Once the phone was down, Brian's lips were on Matt's neck.
"I brought some food. But I thought you might like this first."
"Too right..." Matt chuckled and lifted his hand to run it through Brian's hair. Brian crawled into Matt's lap and gyrated his hips as he locked lips with Matt. Matt's hands were all over Brian. "I hope you locked the door," Matt said.
"No worries," Brian assured him. With those words he stood up - both men whimpered quietly - and took his own pants off. He didn't have to tell Matt to do the same. In a flash, Matt had Brian bent over the desk. Matt took a moment to appreciate the firm flesh presented to him. He gave Brian a nice little slap on his rear. Brian's body jolted and a moan crept through Matt's perception.
"Ungh..."
"Just fuck me, will ya?" Brian said snottily. Without needing a second taunt, Matt lined up and slammed all the way in. Brian cried out, and Matt gasped: Brian had come prepared. Matt paused and then pulled out; the noise Brian made was priceless. Matt slammed in again, relishing the cry. Everything was slick with oil or sweat, and he felt both their bodies flushing as they built up a frenzy.
Matt pulled Brian away from the desk, and sat down in the chair again. "Ride," Matt commanded. Brian grasped the arm-lifts and hoisted himself up. Matt gasped in pleasure, and reached around to stroke Brian off in time to the man's riding. Without any warning, Brian came all over himself and Matt's hand. Matt wiped his hand off on Brian's chest, and then shoved Brian onto his hands and knees. Brian groaned and Matt thrust in and out with the ferocity of an animal.
"Ohhh...Briiaannnn!" Matt cried softly as he came.
It was at least five minutes before either moved from their collapsed-and-panting positions on the floor. Brian kissed Matt and then got up. Matt heard the crinkling of plastic bags and decided that he should probably get back to business. The office was quiet while the two of them cleaned up and got ready to eat.
Brian had brought them sandwiches from a little store around the corner and they were still hot. While Matt unwrapped them, Brian also got out the drinks and a little cardboard box with two forks taped to the top.
"How did your morning go?" Brian asked when they finally sat down.
"Pretty well. I have a feeling the afternoon is going to be even better," Matt said with a wink.
"Not as good as tonight," Brian returned with ease. They ate quietly for another moment.
"How about you?" Matt asked.
"It was alright, I mean... as good as such a mundane job can be." Matt just nodded. He watched Brian take a few bites.
"So what's in the box?" Matt asked.
"A surprise," Brian said mischievously.
As it turned out, it was a small slice of rich chocolate cheesecake. Matt almost moaned when he took the first bite. "That is too good..."
"Thought you would like it."
It went even faster than the sandwiches, and soon, Brian had to leave.
"I should get a little sleep before tonight. Just wake me up when you get off work," Brian said as he picked up the trash. Matt nodded and then they kissed goodbye. Just as Brian left, Jimmy came in.
Matt took a sip of his orange juice and sat back down in his chair. Thankfully, they'd thought to clean up all the jizz. Jimmy sat down right where Brian had been not five minutes before.
"Nice guy. He was here a while, wasn't he?" Jimmy asked blandly, rifling through papers. A picture of Catbert: The Evil HR Director was on the cover of one of the folders.Fitting? Matt wondered.
"Yeah. He's my boyfriend," Matt let slip without thinking. Shit shit shit!
Jimmy looked nonplussed. "There's a report here I thought you should see before you start working on that Beauregard project."
The afternoon was a lot more draining than Matt had thought. But that didn't mean he lost hope for the evening.
The evening was mind-blowing.
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Hey folks, sorry if that wasn't hot enough for ya.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brian/Matt
Summary: This one might be heaven-sent, Matt, so don't screw it up!
Disclaimer: The only thing here that is mine is the plot. I do not intend to besmirch any actual people, whom I also don't own. The title belongs to Nat King Cole from "Orange Colored Sky." The chapter title belongs to Van Halen. I think.
Matt knew he was awake. He didn't open his eyes.
Soft sighs, sharp gasps. They took off their clothes, laid bare without a second thought or any shame. Neither tried to get to the bed; neither pretended that they would want to go there.
The smell of coffee launched a frontal attack on Matt's perception, but he refused to let go of the primal scent of last night. He understood now why people could be so squeamish about calling humans, "animals": it was true. As they grunted and moaned and placed sloppy kisses all over each other, he felt an stimulating drive somewhere deep in his abdomen. Something he needed to thrust forward to become one with Brian.
There was a rustle in the sheets next to him, and a blast of cool morning air as his lover rolled out the other side of the bed. At any other time he would've thought it was filthy and shameful. His inhibitions slipped through his fingers like a fist full of water as he buried his face right between Brian's legs and opened his mouth. Soft flesh so pliable in his mouth and the soft cries he pried from the other man.
Water turned on in the other room. They were both slippery from the sweat, so Matt dug his nails in to grasp Brian's hips harder. With grunts and growls, Matt shifted the other man around to perfect the leverage. He had a vision in his head, and to get it he had to dominate this man.
"You should get up," Brian said, shaking Matt by the shoulder. Matt tunneled deep into the sheets. Saliva and fingers slowed down Matt's plans. He worked quickly, and then spread legs and cheeks away for his own body. Holding on, he used every muscle he could to push into the tight, hot hole. This was perfect. He looked up to the clenched eyes and open mouth of Brian, and waited.
"C'mon, we'll be late!"
Open, close. Hot, wet. Pumping, and flesh slapping hard. They let out moans without caring, and let the couch hit the wall. Matt latched onto Brian's neck with lips and even more teeth, and kept a firm grasp on Brian's cock. He kept violating Brian even when the other man grasped his shoulders and stiffened up as he came hard; he came so hard the cum hit Matt in the chest. It was so damn sexy that Matt was pulled immediately over the edge, crying out Brian's name.
The blankets were ripped off Matt, and he was dragged out of bed and into the bathroom. Brian set him up in the shower, and turned on the shower. He left the slumped-over man to keep getting ready.
Eventually, Matt found it in himself to start moving along. Once he got out of the shower, all toweled off and squeaky clean, Brian came in and set down a pile of clothes. Matt finished up in the bathroom and walked out with bleary eyes.
"I'll drive," Brian said quietly, dragging Matt out to the car.
The day hadn't even started; the sun was still down. When the car started up, Matt barely made out the figures of the clock that said 4:30. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the window. It felt like a short time before Brian was shaking him again.
"Hey, I'll see you later, ok?" Matt nodded slowly, and they kissed for a brief moment in the soft dawn light. Breaking away, Brian added, "Your coffee is right here."
The door shut, and Matt gave himself a few more moments until he walked around to the driver's side. Giving one last look to the toll booth and the man clocking in, he shut his door and let a smile come through his sleepy visage.
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He was one of the first people at work and took the opportunity to do some housekeeping in the kitchen and in his office. Matt was grateful that he wasn't packed into a cubicle like the others, but now that he thought about it, he could definitely say that it had contributed to his alienation. He greeted people as they came in, and the day started off chipper and crisp. Matt felt that a lot was getting done, and was more confident than even before the lay-offs. He managed to remember a bunch of things he'd put off before, such as buying a new coffee maker and taking the clutter off the bulletin board.
Fully awake, and refreshed, he was uncharacteristically enthusiastic when Jimmy came in with an influx of projects. One of them even involved Matt's cooperation with the dickheads in Public Policy.
He was so busy straight through the morning that he almost missed lunch break. One of his co-workers came in with some cookies leftover from a party and vaguely mentioned going out for lunch. Matt almost questioned him, but stared at the clock first: 12:30. Matt just nodded with a smile and sat down at his desk. Shortly, he realized he hadn't brought anything to eat. With a sigh he picked up the phone, ready to dial a number. Just as the ring began, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in!" he called.
"Hello?" came a feminine voice through the phone. The door opened and Brian stepped in. Matt smiled and waved Brian in.
"Hi Leana, this is Matt." Brian set a few bags down on the floor and jumped up to sit on Matt's desk.
"Oh, hi." There was no disappointment in her tone, and Matt was grateful. Brian leaned over and kissed Matt's cheek.
"How have you been?" Brian gave him a suspicious look, but Matt held up a finger.
"Alright. Just kinda trying to find a new job."
"Well, would you be willing to do something for me in the mean time?"
"Um, I guess it depends...?"
"I know someone who needs a web site designed for a small business he's trying to get going." Brian's face lit up.
"Yeah?" The slight tone of curiosity was not lost on Matt.
"Yeah. Does that sound like something you could do?"
"Absolutely." Matt shot a smile over to Brian. "I'd need to meet with him to sort out the details, of course."
"When's the best time for you?"
"Any time this week. This evening would be fine, too."
"This evening?" Matt aimed the question at Brian who nodded. "Sounds good. Where do you want to meet?"
"What would be easiest?" Matt relayed the question to Brian.
Brian thought for a moment. "Ummm.... Would your house be OK?"
Matt nodded and went back to Leana. "Would my house be OK?"
"Mm-Hm," Leana agreed, "what's your address, and what time should I be there?"
The rest of the meeting was set up for 6:00 at Matt's house. Once the phone was down, Brian's lips were on Matt's neck.
"I brought some food. But I thought you might like this first."
"Too right..." Matt chuckled and lifted his hand to run it through Brian's hair. Brian crawled into Matt's lap and gyrated his hips as he locked lips with Matt. Matt's hands were all over Brian. "I hope you locked the door," Matt said.
"No worries," Brian assured him. With those words he stood up - both men whimpered quietly - and took his own pants off. He didn't have to tell Matt to do the same. In a flash, Matt had Brian bent over the desk. Matt took a moment to appreciate the firm flesh presented to him. He gave Brian a nice little slap on his rear. Brian's body jolted and a moan crept through Matt's perception.
"Ungh..."
"Just fuck me, will ya?" Brian said snottily. Without needing a second taunt, Matt lined up and slammed all the way in. Brian cried out, and Matt gasped: Brian had come prepared. Matt paused and then pulled out; the noise Brian made was priceless. Matt slammed in again, relishing the cry. Everything was slick with oil or sweat, and he felt both their bodies flushing as they built up a frenzy.
Matt pulled Brian away from the desk, and sat down in the chair again. "Ride," Matt commanded. Brian grasped the arm-lifts and hoisted himself up. Matt gasped in pleasure, and reached around to stroke Brian off in time to the man's riding. Without any warning, Brian came all over himself and Matt's hand. Matt wiped his hand off on Brian's chest, and then shoved Brian onto his hands and knees. Brian groaned and Matt thrust in and out with the ferocity of an animal.
"Ohhh...Briiaannnn!" Matt cried softly as he came.
It was at least five minutes before either moved from their collapsed-and-panting positions on the floor. Brian kissed Matt and then got up. Matt heard the crinkling of plastic bags and decided that he should probably get back to business. The office was quiet while the two of them cleaned up and got ready to eat.
Brian had brought them sandwiches from a little store around the corner and they were still hot. While Matt unwrapped them, Brian also got out the drinks and a little cardboard box with two forks taped to the top.
"How did your morning go?" Brian asked when they finally sat down.
"Pretty well. I have a feeling the afternoon is going to be even better," Matt said with a wink.
"Not as good as tonight," Brian returned with ease. They ate quietly for another moment.
"How about you?" Matt asked.
"It was alright, I mean... as good as such a mundane job can be." Matt just nodded. He watched Brian take a few bites.
"So what's in the box?" Matt asked.
"A surprise," Brian said mischievously.
As it turned out, it was a small slice of rich chocolate cheesecake. Matt almost moaned when he took the first bite. "That is too good..."
"Thought you would like it."
It went even faster than the sandwiches, and soon, Brian had to leave.
"I should get a little sleep before tonight. Just wake me up when you get off work," Brian said as he picked up the trash. Matt nodded and then they kissed goodbye. Just as Brian left, Jimmy came in.
Matt took a sip of his orange juice and sat back down in his chair. Thankfully, they'd thought to clean up all the jizz. Jimmy sat down right where Brian had been not five minutes before.
"Nice guy. He was here a while, wasn't he?" Jimmy asked blandly, rifling through papers. A picture of Catbert: The Evil HR Director was on the cover of one of the folders.Fitting? Matt wondered.
"Yeah. He's my boyfriend," Matt let slip without thinking. Shit shit shit!
Jimmy looked nonplussed. "There's a report here I thought you should see before you start working on that Beauregard project."
The afternoon was a lot more draining than Matt had thought. But that didn't mean he lost hope for the evening.
The evening was mind-blowing.
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Hey folks, sorry if that wasn't hot enough for ya.