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Balancing the Equation	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 1775 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Charlie had thought he was distracted before, but now his
automatic pilot didn�t work at all.� He
stumbled through his days, ignoring queries if he was sick.� His father worried at him, plying him with
food and questions, but everything else was nothing to the maelstrom in his
head.

The first time Charlie had kissed a girl was when he was
fifteen.� Natalie Anderson had been
another too-young college freshman and their kisses had been awkward and
fumbled.� But Charlie knew with the first
touch of Natalie�s inexpert lips that he would happily kiss her, touch her,
forever.� His normally over-charged brain
quieted and he could simply feel.�

The first time he had sex at sixteen with Martina Mason, he
finally understood so much about the physical world, so much about the needs
and �mind� of the body.� He�d thought
that his brain controlled everything, but he discovered that his fingers could
think, his skin remember.�

Now all his fingers thought about was David, all his skin remembered
was David�s body fitting perfectly against his own.� He sat in his garage and stared at the
chalkboards, but didn�t see them.

If I don�t have sex
with David, I�m never going to be able to do math again.

That terrifying thought got Charlie up, out of his seat, and
moving to his car.� He looked at his
watch and realized it was almost midnight.�
David would probably be home.� He
veered off into his house, to the kitchen drawer that held the battered old
address book.� Flipping to �S�, he saw
that yes, he had sent David a Christmas card last year and his home address was
right there.

It had started to rain by the time Charlie reached David�s
apartment.� The rain picked up as he
stood there on the sidewalk, staring at the light showing through the side
curtains.� �Don�t try this again�, David
had said.� But what else could Charlie
do?�

Slowly, he climbed the steps to David�s door.� Before he could think about it, he was
knocking quietly.� A small part of him
hoped that the sound of the rain would cover the knock or that David wasn�t
home after all.� But most of him strained
to hear any movement inside.

David opened the door, the light behind him so that Charlie
couldn�t read his face.� His feet were
bare, his dress shirt partially unbuttoned.�

�Charlie,� David said slowly.

�David,� Charlie responded, and hated the pleading tone in
his voice.

For a moment, they simply stood there as the rain ran down
Charlie�s face.� Finally, David stepped
back and motioned for Charlie to come in.�
Charlie slunk inside and looked around.�
It was a small, simple apartment and felt more like a place that someone
came to sleep rather than lived in.

�Nice place,� Charlie said, turning to David.

Then David was pressing Charlie against the wall, his mouth
hungrily seeking Charlie�s.� Charlie
kissed him back, his tongue exploring all those places he�d wanted to, his
hands pulling David even closer, molding him against his own body.

David pulled back and asked, �Charlie, are you sure this is
what you want?�

�God, yes.�� Charlie
reached for David again.

David held himself away.�
�You�re not just getting back at your brother, or something?�

Charlie shook his head.�
�There are a lot easier ways to do that.�

David smiled and dragged Charlie close, this time holding
Charlie�s face between his hands and kissing him deeply.� Charlie ran his hands down David�s back,
enjoying the strength he felt under his fingers.

�You�re dripping on my floor,� David murmured.

�Oh, sorry.�

�I�ll get a towel.�
Stay here.�

David broke away and Charlie watched him walk across the
room.� David was still wearing suit pants
and they fit nicely over his ass.�
Charlie began to shiver, either from cold or anticipation.

David returned with a towel and began to gently dry
Charlie�s face then Charlie�s hair.

�There�s not much I can do with those wet clothes,� David
said.�

�Sorry,� Charlie chattered.

�What you need,� David said, wiping water from Charlie�s
cheeks. �Is a hot shower.�

�Oh,� Charlie said, disappointed.

David grinned like he could read Charlie�s mind.� �Come on.��
He took Charlie�s hand and led him towards the bathroom.

As they passed through the bedroom, Charlie gave a longing
glance to the bed.� David pulled him into
the bathroom and shut the door.� He
turned on the water and soon steaming water was pouring into the tub.� The room began to warm up.

�Now, those wet clothes.��
David said, and peeled Charlie�s wet t-shirt off, over his head.� He ran his hands over Charlie�s bare
chest.� His hands felt hot against
Charlie�s goose-bumped skin.� His fingers
grazed Charlie�s nipples and Charlie shivered.

�Hmm, really need to get you warmed up,� David said and stepped
closer to kiss Charlie�s neck.� As his
mouth devoured Charlie�s sensitive skin, his hands undid the button to
Charlie�s damp jeans and pulled down the zipper.� He slid his hand inside Charlie�s pants and
brushed his cock.� Charlie pushed himself
against David�s hand.

�Just keep � doing what you�re doing,� Charlie said
breathlessly, �and I�ll be quite warm.�

�Not good enough,� David said, guiding Charlie so that he
sat on the edge of the tub.� David
kneeled down and removed Charlie�s shoes and socks.� Charlie lightly touched the side of David�s
face.�

�Stand back up,� David said, and tugged the wet denim down
Charlie�s legs.� He lifted Charlie�s foot
and helped him step out of the jeans.�
Then Charlie was naked but his underwear.� He was glad that he happened to be wearing
the navy-blue briefs that Susan had always liked.

From his position at Charlie�s feet, David smiled up at him
then began to peel down Charlie�s underwear.�
Charlie�s cock bounced free of the fabric and David�s smile
widened.� He stood up slowly, close to
Charlie�s body, so that Charlie could feel his breath on his cock as he went
by.

David finished straightening up then took Charlie�s mouth
with his own, pulling Charlie against him.�
Charlie found the rub of cloth against his bare skin intoxicating.� David�s hands ran down Charlie�s back and
cupped his ass.� He pressed his crotch
against Charlie�s and Charlie could feel the hardness of David�s cock through
his pants.

Charlie reached up and began unbuttoning David�s shirt.� David moved back a little to allow him
access.� David�s chest was revealed a
button at a time, smooth and surprisingly muscular.� Charlie tugged the tail of David�s shirt out
of his waistband and ran his hands up and around David�s stomach and chest.

Fumbling a little, Charlie unbuckled David�s belt and undid
the clasp on his pants.� His fingers
trembled as he pulled down David�s zipper.�
Underneath, David was wearing burgundy silk boxers, which did nothing to
hide his large bulge.� Charlie touched
that bulge with feather-light fingers.

He pushed the pants down David�s legs, letting his hands
linger on David�s skin.� David stepped
out of his pants and pulled his shirt the rest of the way off.�

Charlie swallowed nervously as he stood back up and reached
for David�s boxers.� He knew that this
was a point of no return.� No doubt, one of many.� He slid his hands down David�s back and
underneath the waistband of his boxers.�
Charlie gripped the firm, flat plane of David�s ass and pulled him
towards him.� His mouth found David�s as
he rubbed his cock against David�s, the soft fabric twisting between their already
hard cocks.

Sliding his hands around the front of the boxers, Charlie
lifted the waistband away and down from David�s pelvis, exposing the head of a
long dark cock.� Charlie couldn�t help
staring at it as he pushed David�s boxers down his legs.� Close up, it looked huge and muscular.� He was sure his own cock did not look nearly
as impressive, but then again he�d never been inches away from it before.�

Kicking off his boxers, David walked around him and pulled
the lever to send the water to the showerhead.�
The tub was halfway full, with curling steam coming off the
surface.� David pressed his naked body to
Charlie�s back.� Charlie felt David�s
cock nestle between his asscheeks and he swallowed.

�Have you ever been with a man before?� David murmured in
his ear.

Charlie shook his head.

�Okay, we�ll go slow,� David said,
his voice husky.

�Is that what you did with Don?�

�No way,� David laughed.�
�He wanted it hard and fast and slammed through his defenses before he
could think.�

�Really?�� Charlie
said, surprised.� Was it possible that he
was handling this better than his always smooth brother?

�Yeah.� David said.�
�We had to put him in handcuffs, twice.�

�Whoa.�� Charlie
turned around to look at David.� �That
sounds like fun.�

David chuckled and stroked Charlie�s cheek.� �One thing at a time.� Now, into the shower with you.�

Charlie stepped over the side of the tub, hissing as each
foot hit the hot water.� With a shudder,
he moved under the spray of the shower.�
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back into the water, feeling his
body warm up from the cold rain outside.�
His eyes shot open as he felt David�s hands on his chest.� David kissed him fiercely, pushing him back
so that water poured down both of their faces.�
Charlie pulled him closer, running his hands down David�s back.� David�s hands were on Charlie�s ass, kneading
him sensuously.

Turning him ninety degrees, Charlie pressed David against
the shower wall.� He broke their kiss and
nibbled his way down David�s neck.� He
tasted of sweat and water and something indefinable.� Charlie�s fingers found David�s nipples and
began to pull and twist them.� It was
something that Charlie had always enjoyed when it was done to him, but few
women did, and he was always too shy to ask.�
When he jerked off, sometimes he would pull on his nipples with one hand
while pumping himself with the other.

A quickening of David�s breath told Charlie that he also enjoyed
it.� Charlie licked the water from
David�s collarbone and his upper chest, relishing the unusual sensation of
short curly chest hair under his tongue.�
He took his fingers from David�s nipples and braced himself against the
wall on each side of David�s torso.� He
fastened his lips on David�s left nipple and began sucking hard on it, just
like Charlie liked.�

David moaned and dug his fingers into Charlie�s hair, which
was now a sodden mess.� After a moment,
Charlie moved to David�s right nipple and gave it the same treatment.� David�s fingers burrowed through Charlie�s
hair, hopelessly tangling it.

Charlie looked up at David�s face.� David was smiling down at him.�

�I see,� David said, his voice warmer than the hot water.
�Charlie Eppes is showing me what he wants me to do to him.�

�Yes,� Charlie murmured.�
�But don�t let that limit you.�

David laughed. �Oh, I won�t.��

He took Charlie�s shoulders and turned him around so that
Charlie�s back was to the wall and began kissing Charlie�s neck.� Charlie lifted his head to give David full
access.� David�s fingers traced spirals
on Charlie�s chest until they zeroed in on his nipples.� Those fingers twisted and played and pleasure
shot through Charlie.� He pressed his
head back against the wall.� David�s mouth
drifted down Charlie�s neck, across his chest, to his left nipple.� David sucked and pulled on that nipple while
his fingers kept busy on the other one.� �Charlie groaned with the pleasure of it.� It was like David knew exactly what felt the
best.� Maybe that was the appeal of gay sex, that the other knew what something felt like because
they had the same physiology.

Then David�s free hand was stroking Charlie�s wet cock and
he lost all thought.� David�s hand slid
up and down Charlie�s cock, making a little twist at the end of each stroke
that did terrible things to Charlie�s equilibrium.� Charlie�s fingers dug into David�s shoulders.

�Oh, damn,� Charlie moaned.�
�He could feel his orgasm rising
already, and he fought it off.� Not yet, not yet, not yet��

David switched hands and nipples which gave Charlie a brief
respite, but as David began to suck on his right nipple, he knew it wasn�t
going to help him for long.� He put his
hand down to pull David�s hand off of his cock, but David batted him away.

Charlie opened his mouth to complain but moaned
instead.�� It was too late and he was
abruptly coming, pumping his cum all over David�s hand and chest.�� He shuddered and jerked against David�s firm
hand.� The hot wash of pleasure surged
through his body then was gone.� He came
to a halt and felt his knees buckle.�
Only David�s hands kept him from sinking down the wall.

Damn, damn, damn.� There was so much more he had wanted to do, though
he was a little vague on exactly what it entailed.� But David�s touch had been too knowing, too
insistent.

David stood up, and smiled at Charlie, then began licking
Charlie�s cum from his fingers like honey.

�Sorry,� Charlie mumbled.�
�Guess it�s been too long.�

�Good,� David said.�
�Now that we�ve got that out of the way, we can start the real fun.�

�Huh?�

David grinned and trailed a cum-covered finger down
Charlie�s cheek.� �I�m going to take a
long time to work you up to another orgasm, and I promise it will be the best
one of your life.�

�Oh, okay.�� Charlie�s
heart began to hammer.�
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