Real Estate Pleasures

Gavin parked alongside his office, and sat for a second dwelling on his experience with Tony and Mark. The lingering sensation of unease in his ass was a reminder of the way they'd savaged and exploited him. The memories of what they did circled in his mind.

In their selfish onslaught they'd not satisfied Gavin, his cock was still hard in his pants, and he now felt totally aroused.

Entering the building he glanced around and saw Oliver. There was something about the younger man that captured his attention, perhaps it was those piercing eyes contrasting so sharply against his fair skin. Or maybe it was because he seemed like someone who would understand how taxing today had been without needing any explanation. Regardless, there was no denying that Oliver aroused him. With his slim physique underneath his form fitting suit, Gavin admired his youthful vigor.

As he sauntered into the open space office, Oliver leaned casually against one corner, his gaze directed towards the window. He appeared lost in thought.

"Hey Ollie!" greeted Gavin.
"Hey boss, how things?"
"Not bad. Just been over to the reno project to see how they're doing"
"Will they be ready on time?"
"Yeah..... I think they're doing good" replied Gavin, with an uncertain tone.
"You don't sound so sure?" Ollie said softly, "What exactly did you talk about during your meeting?"
"With Tony and Mark?"
"Yeah. You don't seem your normal self. Did something happen?"

The question threw Gavin off guard, causing him to pause for a moment. Despite knowing better than to tell Ollie everything, he began to pour out the details. Ollie listened, his face attentive as Gavin began to describe the scene at the building site. Gavin paused half way through his story, and there was a brief moment of awkwardness before Ollie broke the silence once again.

"Fuck Gavin!" he exclaimed incredulously, unable to believe that Tony and Mark could have put him through such an experience. It all sounded so surreal. Ollie's eyebrows raised even higher as he finished the story. His curiosity piqued, wanting to know all the gory details of what happened earlier. 
As he envisioned the scenario, Ollie couldn't help but feel a distinct sensation in his own groin. His cock was now as hard as Gavin's.

"I didn't know you were into......doing that" he said, his tone betraying his surprise. He looked genuinely confused and worried, as if fearing Gavin's respect for him might take a hit. Gavin simply shrugged it off.
"You mean.... submissive? I know, it wasn't something I planned."

This only led to more confusion in Ollie's expression. Was Gavin really the submissive type or was there something deeper going on? The sexual tension thickened in the air as they continued speaking. Both men found themselves drawn together.

Ollie took a deep breath as he tried to regulate his heartbeat which had quickened upon hearing the frank admission. A long, heavy silence filled the room, punctuated only by the distant humming of traffic outside. They stood facing each other - Gavin dressed impeccably, his muscular frame almost bursting out of his tailored clothing; Oliver dressed just as smartly, his chest heaving with anticipation. 
Their eyes locked onto each other's, an unspoken understanding passing between them.
Slowly, tentatively, Gavin reached out and cupped Oliver's cheek, feeling the warmth radiating. Oliver responded by placing his hand over Gavin's, squeezing it tightly.

"Ollie, I want to take it slowly.... not like the other times" he whispered.
'Sure, whatever you like".
"We don't have to...you know, do everything this time"
"I'm Okay with whatever you want" reassured Ollie.

Their faces drew closer until lips met, the kiss intense yet tender. Ollie's fingers ran over Gavin's hair, pulling him closer while their tongues danced slowly together. Gavin grasped him firmly, holding him in place as their embrace turned more fervent. Their bodies pressed tightly against each other, their hands roamed across each other's body, mapping every curve and dip. Gavin ran his lips gently on Oliver's neck. In return, Oliver let loose a soft groan, his legs trembling beneath him.    

Unable to wait any longer, Gavin took off his jacket and shirt, displaying his muscled smooth form for Ollie. Emboldened by Gavin's dominance, he allowed himself to surrender fully to the desires stirring inside him. Gavin swept his tongue along his stubbled jawline, creating a trail of goosebumps. His hands slipped under Ollie's shirt, tracing patterns over his skin. He relished the discovery of a pair of perfect nipples beneath the fabric, sensitive to his touch. Ollie gasped involuntarily, throwing his head back as currents raced throughout his body. Encouraged by his reaction, Gavin moved lower, running his fingertips slowly along the contours of his abs, stopping briefly to stroke his flat belly. 

Gripping the hem of Ollie's shirt, Gavin lifted it off, exposing his slim torso, the dusting of blonde chest hairs reflecting the light. Pausing to appreciate this sight, Gavin moved forward and placed his lips over one nipple, eliciting a moan from his partner. He caressed Ollie's hips, appreciating the strength hidden within his toned frame. Then, with deliberate intention, Gavin trailed his fingertip under the waistband of his trousers. He reached the elastic waistband of his briefs, feeling the familiar fabric against his fingertips as he gripped it firmly. With a gentle yet determined pull, he began to lower the garments, exposing what lay beneath. 

Now completely undressed, he was left standing before Gavin. Reaching forward, Gavin cupped his face tenderly, capturing his lips with his own. The intensity of their connection heightened, and with each thrust of their tongues against each other, their yearning grew stronger.
Overwhelmed by the energy around them, Ollie responded by threading his fingers through Gavin's hair, securing his hold. Gavin smirked wickedly, pleased by the power he held over him. Leaning forward, he brushed his lips across Ollie's earlobe, letting his beard graze against the delicate flesh.

Feeling confident enough to explore more deeply, Gavin reached down and placed his palms on either side of his waist, guiding him to sit onto the nearby couch. He stripped his remaining clothes and positioned himself beside Ollie, leaning in closer, pressing his lips against his neck. His hands glided along Ollie's chest, leaving tantalizing trails with his fingertips. 

Reaching the base of his neck, Gavin gave it a loving bite, drawing another pleasurable moan.
Feeling emboldened by Gavin's masterful touch, he opened his legs wider, offering easy access.
Without breaking eye contact, Gavin moved across, straddling Ollie's thighs. Their bodies faced one another, and the feelings between them had never been greater.    

Lowering his head slowly, Gavin planted tender kisses along his jawline, savoring the roughness of his stubble against his lips. Gavin's arms wrapped securely around Oliver's back, pulling him impossibly close as they rocked together rhythmically. 
Gavin slid his hands further down, grazing over his exposed rear. His fingers dragged across the tender skin, Ollie squirmed, writhing under Gavin's skillful touches. His erection strained against his belly, mirroring Gavin's immense cock. Yet even amidst the throbbing need, they maintained complete control, ensuring they prolonged their pleasure.

Gavin shifted his weight forward, positioning his cock directly in front of Ollie's. Taking care not to rush, Gavin adjusted their angle, making certain everything would line up perfectly. He carefully grasped both cocks firmly within a strong grip, ensuring that he had equal control over both. With deliberate precision, he pulled back the loose skin covering the tip of each cock, revealing the sensitive and bulging glans beneath. 

Lowering his head slowly, he allowed saliva to drip from his lips. The liquid fell straight down, landing squarely upon the heads of the cocks that lay below him. He carefully drew their skin back towards him. As he moved it upwards, he gently stretched it, until it covered the tips of their shafts. He felt Ollie's fingers intertwine with his own, and together, they began moving their hands in sync, working the shafts back-and-forth.

Each motion brought forth gasps of pleasure, followed by low moans and grunts. It seemed as though neither man could resist exploding. But then, with a subtle change in tempo, their rhythmic motions became gentler, slower. Every push sent waves of euphoria coursing through their veins, connecting them physically and mentally.

Gavin's gaze locked with Ollie's, an undeniable spark ignited between them. He felt himself drawn towards Ollie irresistibly, and he leaned forward and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
Ollie reciprocated with eagerness, their mouths locking in lust and affection. The heat of their breath mingled as they shared the thrill of the moment. Their hearts pounded wildly.
Gavin brought back his torso to stand upright and then glanced down to where their hands continued working.

"Oh fuck, look at that" he exclaimed.
Ollie cast his gaze downward, observing the state of arousal that had overtaken them. Their cocks were huge, demonstrating the intensity of their passionate feelings. Their girth strained against Gavin's palm, their glans shone an angry purple color, giving the impression they could burst at any moment.

Ollie released his hold on Gavin's hand, allowing both of his palms to slide upwards over Gavin's taut torso. As his hands glided across the surface of Gavin's skin, they brushed against the contours of his muscular pecs. His fingers started to playfully tease Gavin's nipples, rolling them between his fingertips and then pinching them intermittently. This sensation sent shivers through Gavin's body.
With his free hand, he gripped Ollie's shoulder firmly, reassuring him with a gentle squeeze.
He resumed their previous rhythm, stroking with increasing vigor and speed. Each movement increased the urgency and excitement that consumed them both.

The air in the room seemed charged with raw sexual energy. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the space, punctuated occasionally by soft moans and occasional sharp gasps. Gavin's hand maintained an unrelenting rhythm as he moved his fist up and down, working their swollen cocks with precision. His movements were steady and consistent, like a well-oiled machine. 

"Are you ready?" he asked, looking deep into Ollie's eyes, searching for signs of hesitation. Ollie nodded, longing for release. Gavin smiled triumphantly.

As they neared their peak, his hand movements sped up, becoming erratic and out of control. 
Both men found themselves gripping each other tightly, lost in the intense eroticism unfolding between them. They felt themselves reaching ecstasy, wanting nothing more than to give in to the needs consuming them.

Suddenly, Gavin threw his head back, shouting out loud as his orgasm took full effect. His entire body convulsed violently as he shot streams of hot cum over Ollie's chest and abs. It pelted him in violent bursts, the most forceful shots reaching his chin.    
Echoing Gavin's cry, Ollie let out a primal roar. Thrusting his hips forward uncontrollably, he came too, showering his own chest and shoulders with his powerful release, coating Gavin's cum with an additional layer.

Gavin crumpled forward and collapsed onto Ollie, mixing their cum and sweat as the two men clung to each other. Breathless and exhausted, their heart rates slowed gradually.
Stroking Ollie's hair affectionately, Gavin whispered, "That was incredible."
Breathlessly, Ollie agreed.

For now, all else ceased to exist, save these fleeting seconds where reality seemed suspended, time itself paused.

The afterglow settled comfortingly over them, wrapping them warmly in a blanket of contentment, their wet skin sticking together. They remained sprawled across the couch, still holding each other close. For a few minutes, silence permeated the atmosphere. 
Slowly, they unraveled from each other, their cooling skin sticking slightly.    
Gavin helped Ollie off the sofa, supporting him as he stood on wobbling legs. Smiling sheepishly, he said,
"We should clean ourselves up before anyone comes in here."    
They wrapped their arms around one another's waists, enjoying the feeling of being enveloped in each other's embrace. Neither desired the experience to end yet.
"Why don't I close up early, and we can go back to my place" suggested Gavin.
"Yeah, Okay" Ollie readily agreed.    
"You can stay the night, if you like?" Gavin asked tentatively, his voice quiet yet earnest.    

Ollie looked deeply into Gavin's eyes, his face flushing crimson as he processed the implications of what Gavin was suggesting.  Ollie smiled softly, his cheeks reddening slightly as he nodded. "Yes," he replied quietly, a sense of wonder in his voice. The promise of spending the night together, alone, held newfound significance.

They left the office quickly, eager to enjoy their privacy, seeing where the night would take them both.