It Changes Everything: Charlie | By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2977 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part 3 – Vanishing
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The next weeks were both delightful and painful. Delightful because of the time he got to
spend with Colby, learning the man’s sly humor and quiet intelligence. Painful because the only touches Charlie
allowed himself were the one morning kiss, the lovely
morning shave and, of course, sleeping in Colby’s strong arms. Colby went back to work, light duty only, and
life mostly returned to how it had been before the kidnapping, except for their
sleeping arrangements.
Charlie grew used to the constant frustration, used to
jacking off in the shower in the mornings, used to keeping his eyes and hands
off of Colby as much as possible. Then,
one seemingly-routine night, Colby pounced.
As Charlie pushed open the door to Colby’s apartment, his
mind was full of numbers and formulations for Don’s latest case. He should bounce his latest theory off
Colby. Colby was such a good listener
and surprised him with the occasional very insightful question.
Before he could even say hello, his folders were knocked to
the floor and he was pressed against the wall, Colby’s mouth on his. His lips automatically opened for Colby’s
tongue and his arms went around Colby’s shoulders. The world of numbers abruptly vanished in a
puff of heat and hunger. Kissing Colby
was as wonderful as Charlie remembered.
He wanted, he wanted … Better make
sure.
He broke apart from Colby, gasping for air, and asked,
“Colby?”
Colby’s grin was positively gleeful. “Got cleared for active duty today,” Colby
said, pressing Charlie’s hand against that spot on his ribs that had given him
so much trouble. “And I plan some very
active duty indeed.”
“Finally!” Charlie said with a groan. He shucked his self-imposed control and
reached for Colby. This time he kissed
Colby like he’d wanted to since that first night, his lips rough and demanding
with long-suppressed need.
Colby kissed him back just as urgently, one hand on the back
of Charlie’s head and other on Charlie’s ass, molding Charlie’s body against
his.
Now,
now, now, now. Blood pounded through Charlie’s body,
throbbing in his ears and fingers and groin.
Charlie pushed Colby toward the couch and climbed into his lap, their
mouths re-meeting with bruising force.
Colby’s hands were working off Charlie’s vest and shirt, but
Charlie was too impatient for a touch of that lovely chest. He yanked up Colby’s shirt and slid his hands
underneath. Colby’s skin felt hot to his
touch and Colby shivered.
Charlie explored that broad, muscular chest with his fingers
while Colby’s mouth traveled over his face and down his neck, nipping at his pulse
points. Charlie found the two sensitive
nubs he was seeking and began to rub and twist them. Without breaking their connection, Colby
stripped off his shirt. He then lifted
his head and pulled Charlie’s shirt the rest of the way off, a button pinging
off in his haste. Charlie laughed but the
button was instantly forgiven with the assault of Colby’s hungry mouth on his
chest.
Colby’s hands slid underneath Charlie’s jeans, brushing the
top of his ass. Charlie could feel the
hard shape of Colby’s cock against his inner thigh. That made far too many layers between his
skin and that cock.
Fumbling, Charlie tried to get Colby’s pants open. Colby aided him, barely pausing in his
teasing of Charlie’s nipple. Colby was
too slow in pulling down his zipper and Charlie took over. As soon as he could, he shoved his hand into
his fly and gripped Colby’s hard cock through his underwear. It was thick, huge, and Charlie’s mouth
watered. Charlie rubbed the cock through
the fabric as Colby yanked down Charlie’s jeans.
Colby moved, then the world tilted and Charlie found himself
with his head down and his legs up in the air.
“Hey!” Charlie protested as he was forced to give up his
hold on that tantalizing cock.
Ignoring his protest, Colby yanked off Charlie’s jeans and
underwear. His head swooped down and
sucked Charlie’s cock into his mouth.
Charlie moaned at the sudden and intense attack on his
cock. Colby’s lips and tongue worked him
and Charlie was quickly squirming in pleasure, his hands holding tight to
Colby’s legs. Colby added a hand to his
attentions and Charlie groaned.
“God, Colby,” he panted.
His orgasm was rising far too quickly under the onslaught. “Wait, wait, not yet.”
Colby lifted his head at the last possible second.
“Not yet,” Charlie begged.
He wanted his turn. He held up
his hands and Colby pulled him back up.
Charlie slammed his mouth against Colby’s, his tongue diving
between those strong lips. Colby’s hands
went to Charlie’s ass and reminded him that he was considerably less clothed
than Colby.
Moving back, Charlie tugged at Colby’s jeans. “Off!”
Colby grinned and set Charlie next to him on the couch. Colby began to strip as Charlie watched in
anticipation. Sliding down his jeans, Colby
exposed underwear that almost made Charlie orgasm unaided. Colby’s ass was uncovered, only two bands
running from his groin to the waistband of the underwear. He turned and Charlie saw that his cock and
balls were held in a small pouch.
Damn.
Then Charlie forgot entirely about the underwear as Colby
unveiled his cock. Charlie grabbed him,
and pulled that thick cock close enough to take into
his mouth. Charlie whimpered in pleasure
as that large, hard organ slid between his lips. Colby tasted sharp and sweaty and wonderful.
Charlie quickly got to work, sucking Colby in and out,
enjoying Colby’s groans and the fingers clenching spasmodically on his
shoulders. He looked up at Colby’s face
to see him watching avidly. His green
eyes were slits, his lips wet and parted, his nostrils flaring as his breaths
came short and heavy.
Colby gasped, “Together,” and tugged at Charlie’s
shoulders. Charlie reluctantly released
him.
Pushing Charlie back against the couch, Colby straddled his
legs. He took Charlie’s cock in one hand
and braced himself with the other.
Charlie wrapped both hands around Colby’s saliva-wet cock.
Colby’s lips met Charlie’s, his tongue probing deep as his
hand stroked Charlie with an intoxicating motion. Charlie’s orgasm quickly rose again and he
rubbed Colby urgently. Then Colby was shaking,
shuddering, pulsing between Charlie’s hands.
Hot cum splashed across Charlie’s chest.
Charlie moaned and followed Colby, jerking and thrusting against Colby’s
large hand.
They gasped and moaned and pumped for a long moment, driven
by weeks of waiting.
Finally, they came to a finish and leaned against each
other, breathing harshly. Charlie kept
his grip on Colby’s cock, not wanting to let it go, now or ever.
At
last, at last. And it was already worth waiting for. “I’m gonna,” Charlie said, panting. “Send your doctor a thank-you card.”
Charlie felt more than heard Colby’s responding laugh. “I
had all these plans. None of them
involved hand jobs on the couch.”
Oh, I have many more
plans myself. All of them involve you
naked and in bed. Charlie
laughed. “The night is still young.”
Colby moved to look at the time. “No, it’s not.”
Whatever time it was, Charlie
couldn’t care less. He had a lot of
catching up to do. Colby wasn’t getting
out of it with just a hand job. “Forget
the time,” Charlie said firmly. “I think
you’ll be calling in sick tomorrow.”
“Or calling in healthy,” Colby laughed. He sounded as thrilled and giddy as Charlie
felt. “Wonder what they’d make of that –
‘I can’t come into work, because I feel great.’”
Charlie finally released Colby’s cock to run his fingers
over Colby’s firm stomach. He drew a
swirl and mixed their cum together on that smooth,
lightly-haired skin. “You do feel
great,” he murmured fervently. “Better than great.”
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