Continuing My Bromance

Darren and I were making it work for nearly two years. We were best friends to the world. But behind closed doors we were more. And as we neared the Christmas week, I sat in my office thinking about our vacation two years ago when I first spotted him in his red bathing suit, the big smooth muscled 6’2” body on him, shoulder tattoo standing out against his skin, his big beefy body tanned, those thick legs and feet, and the way his blue eyes searched deep within me as we sat at the swim up bar together, wondering about the other. Until Darren’s leg touched mine and I knew.  

I was working late on that Thursday before the Christmas week, trying to get as much done as possible so I could enjoy the break and not have to come into the office, when I started thinking about my anniversary with Darren. And our upcoming plans to go to Vegas together in June. 

We had broached the subject with our wives and they were all for it, thrilled that we were doing something like this together. Darren and I were becoming inseparable. As were our families. We could hang out all together, the wives talked non-stop, the kids got along great, and Darren and I could be buddies. Two buddies that is with side looks, and quick feels, and small groans that would escape our throats when we could, sneaking around…it was all working. But I still wanted him more and more. And I was getting the same feeling from Darren. 

There’s nothing sexier than seeing the look in a man’s eyes, letting you know he wants you. Bad. 

My phone rang, and I looked down to see Darren’s name calling me. It was as if our sixth sense for each other was in tune once again. 

“Well hello!” I said with an immediate smile and heart flutter. 

“Hey you.” His sexy voice came through my ear. “You alone?” 

I pushed my papers in front of me and leaned my elbows on my desk. “Pretty much. I’m still in my office.” 

“Oh yeah?” I could hear the familiar background noise and knew Darren was driving. There was a slight pause, before he spoke. “Can I come by? I really need to see you.” 

He was talking lower than normal, as if something was weighing him down. I could tell that quickly. 

“You okay?” I asked, frowning, listening to his voice. 

“Yeah….” He drawled out. “I’m just…I don’t know, just…I just need to see you. Is that crazy?” He let out a little laugh and cleared his throat. “I’ve been thinking about you all day, and there’s been a couple things going on, and I…” He let out a long sigh. “I just NEED to see you. It would make me feel better.”  

I couldn’t help but smile. “Awwww….do you miss me?” I teased. 

He laughed, and cleared his throat again. “To be honest, damnit, yes I do.” 

It had been over a week since we had met up, resorting to a quick early morning meeting at the train station again, where I did get to suck on his thick 9 inches for a brief moment before we took off for work.  

“I miss you too big guy.” I looked up at my clock on the wall and saw that it was nearly 6 o’clock. “Let me text Allie and let her know I’ll be a bit. There shouldn’t be too many people here still. I haven’t gotten up to see. Text me when you get here and I’ll meet you at the side door.” 

I heard him sigh again, and could tell he was tired. “Thanks. I’m already smiling.” 

“Good!” I giggled. “Just let me know when you’re here.” 

“K.” He said. “I love you.”  

Hearing those words never got old. The way he said them, the sound of his voice, the sincerity. It was all real. And each time my heart skipped a beat. 

“I love you too buddy. I’ll see you soon.” 

I hung up and went to the hallway outside my office to see who was still around. Not surprisingly, my area was empty. I wandered around a bit, checking to see if there were others milling about and there were a few losers like me, but in other sections of our building. I came back into my office area and locked the front entrance before making my way back to my office to finish up what I could before Darren’s text came, saying he was at the side door. 

I went out the other door to my office area and down the hallway and could see Darren’s bulky figure nearing the side door. He had on a thick long wool black coat that went down to his knees, his hands in his pockets and his collar turned up to block the winter wind. His face went from serious to a sudden wide smiled beam of light as soon as he saw me. 

“Hey.” He said quietly, stepping by me, the whiff of his cologne and him filling my nostrils as he brushed past me. I wanted to grab him and hug him immediately, but resisted as he waited for me to close the door and lead him into my office area. 

I closed and locked the door behind me as I entered my area, sealing off anyone from coming in unless they had a key. Darren followed me into my office and took off his coat. He had on a purple checked shirt with a matching solid purple tie, black pants, and shiny black dress shoes, and he looked exhausted. He turned and closed my office door behind me, and then moved to me to pull me into him for a hug. 

And for a few minutes, that is all we did. His arms squeezed me tight, my head sideways against his big pecs as I hugged him back, my hands holding onto his upper back as he breathed in deeply. I could feel him hardening in his pants as we stood there, just hugging, until he lightened his grip and leaned back to look down at me. As I looked up, our mouths came together and we kissed softly. 

I groaned at the feeling, his lips lightly touching mine at first, before they parted more and our tongues found each other. Darren inhaled deep as we got lost in the kiss, and I could feel his cock now at full mast and pressing into my stomach. 

And then he stopped, and he hugged me tight again. “This is better.” He whispered. 

“Everything okay?” I said into his chest as he squeezed me. 

He gave a chuckle and then released me and sat in one of the chairs around my small table. His blue eyes stared up at me as I stood beside him. “Just a rough day all round. And the only person I wanted to see was you. So…” He shrugged. “I’ll admit it. You make me feel better.” He scrunched his lips together and continued to stare at me. I could see his eyes looking glossy, almost emotional so I didn’t say anything, just moved to his side closer and put my arm around his neck.  

“Well that’s what I’m here for you know.”  

He leaned into my hand, closing his eyes as he rested his ear on me. “I know. But these are the days I wish I was coming home to you.”  

I let that sink in, and didn’t say anything, just watched him with eyes closed, a half smile on his face. The stubble on his face from the day made him look even sexier. I stared at his full lips, the contours of his jaw line, and his thick neck as he leaned back. Then my eyes wandered down and I could see the bulge in his pants.  

“I know the feeling.” I said quietly. 

His eyes flickered open, and he looked at me again. “You think about that too?” 

I hesitated, knowing that Darren was always the one that said that nothing would ever come between his family. That he would never leave his wife. That he would protect them and keep everything a secret for us. I had a different experience, having had a taste of living with a man. And after I met Darren, I could see myself doing it again. It was Darren that had me convinced that we could do this while still keeping our families together. 

So I wasn’t sure how to respond. “Yeah, I do. All the time. But I know we can’t.” 

His eyes stared at me, seeming to read past my outer wall and into my very soul. “What if we did.” He finally said. 

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I rubbed his shoulder. “Did what?”  

He shrugged his shoulders, not taking his eyes off me. “I don’t know.” 

A strange silence fell between us as I stared back at him. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but I could suddenly see us living together. Alone. “You’re not leaving Amy and the kids.” 

He gave a loud laugh and sat up, letting my hand slip from his shoulder. “No I know.” He sat forward, looking down and leaned over his knees, covering up his huge erection in his pants. “I guess I’m just starting to miss you more and more….” He cleared his throat again, something he did when he was nervous or emotional. 

I looked down at his broad back and couldn’t help but run my hands over him, up to his shoulders, where I started to rub at his big neck. “Hey,” I said quietly, “I’m not going anywhere. And we’re making it work so it’s okay. I’ll take what I can get.” 

“What if we want more?” he said into his knees, letting his head fall down as I massaged him.  

I waited again, unsure of what it was he wanted to hear. So I took a deep breath. “Look, I want you to know that I love you. I am IN love with you. There is no one else I’m even looking at. But I also know you are a family man. And you’d never do anything to hurt your family. So I’m here for you. However that looks. Whatever that means. I’m not going anywhere. And I will do whatever you want me to do. I just want to be with you as much as I can. I know what it feels like to live with a man.” 

Darren’s head popped up. “You do?” 

I hadn’t really told him too much about my past, just a few conquests here and there, mostly after I was married. He knew about my baseball coach, and a few others, but I had kept Joe to myself. 

I took another deep breath. “Well, yes.” His eyes looked at me with that questioning look. “Before Allie, I lived with a guy.” 

Darren cocked his head sideways. “Like roommates? Or….more?” 

I smiled a little bit covering the emotions. It was still hard to talk about Joe, even after all these years. “More. Before I married Allie.” 

Darren sat back a bit and looked at me, his eyes squinted. “You never told me about that.” 

I sat down in the chair opposite him and nodded. “I know. I don’t talk about it with anyone. Even Allie doesn’t even know.” I paused, realizing I hadn’t told ANYONE about Joe. I had pushed it all aside and resumed a straight life.  

Darren waited, not saying anything. “So what happened? Who’s the guy?” 

I looked down, avoiding Darren’s piercing blue eyes and stared at his shiny black shoes. “We were together almost 4 years. As a couple.” 

I looked up at Darren and saw his eyes widened. “Seriously? You were, like, ‘out’?” 

I nodded. “Yeah sort of. To some.” I  looked away again, back down at Darren’s shoes to admit my feelings. “He was my world. My everything. I would have married him if we could back then.” 

Darren leaned forward. “So why didn’t you?” There was a hint of something in his voice, and his tone changed. “And where is this guy now?” 

I met his gaze. “He died.” 

Darren’s face softened. “Oh.” He could see the look on my face and moved forward in his chair. “Fuck Brian, I’m so sorry.”  

I shook my head, stopping him from moving closer. “It’s okay. I don’t tell many people. Just try to forget about it mostly. And I was doing good till you came along.” I let out a little laugh, and saw Darren smile a bit. 

“What happened to him?” Darren asked tentatively. 

“He was killed in a car accident…well, a sort of car accident…”I shook my head again and took a deep breath. “I really don’t want to talk about it. At least not just yet.” I moved forward in my chair and put my hand on his knee. “But I want you to know that I haven’t felt like this about anyone since then. And I feel it with you. And I know what it could be like, coming home to you. Us living together. I had it and I loved it. And the more time I spend with you, the more I can see it. Because I am in love with you. Totally. And I would do anything for you. Even leave everything just to be with you.” 

Darren let out a breath again and I could feel him relaxing under my hands. He didn’t say anything for a while, and I wondered if I said too much. But then his big hand rested on top of mine on his leg and he squeezed it gently. 

“I’m sorry I can’t do more for you.” He said softly. “I wish we were together all the time. I’m in love with you too. So much it hurts.” His voice cracked at the last sentence, and he cleared his throat again. You’re the one I want to call when things happen. You’re the one I want to see at the end of the day. You’re the one I want to wake up next too.” He stopped again and I could hear him breath in through his mouth. “You’re the one.”  

I squeezed his hand back and looked up into his eyes. He looked so solid, sitting in front of me. My big man. My next big man, I thought to myself, picturing Joe. I never thought I would feel like this about another man. But here I was. My eyes drifted down his neck, to his rounded pecs, seeing the outlines of his muscles under his shirt. “You’re it for me too.”  

Darren turned his head sideways a bit, so I could see his profile. His long straight nose looking perfect from this angle. He had a slight smile on his face and he arched his eyebrow to raise his eye towards me as he looked back at me. “I’m really looking forward to Vegas.” 

I let out a little laugh and patted his thigh. “Me too big guy!”  

He sat up and took my arm and brought me over to him, opening his legs and sitting me down on one of them like Santa. “I’m sorry. I’m just feeling stuff today and I just really needed to see you.” He kissed me gently again, smiling more as our eyes locked. “And I’m sorry about bringing up your other relationship. I had no idea. I’m so sorry that you had to go through all that.” 

“I get it.” I put my arms around his neck, and kissed him back a couple times until we were kissing deeper and more passionately than before.  

“And I want you to tell me all about him one day.” 

I nodded. “One day.” 

He pulled away with a groan. “Now I just want to be inside you.” He groaned at me. 

I inhaled myself now, feeling the need as well, but aware that I was in my office. Darren took my hand as he watched me, and placed it on his bulge.  

“See. I’ve been hard since I walked in here.”  

I squeezed that pole through his pants and felt my insides stir. I wanted him too. Like always. My mind raced at the safest place, as I suddenly wanted him. It felt like I was the one now in need. 

I stood up and took his hand and pulled him off the chair. “You want me too don’t you?” He whispered behind me. I answered with a look, making him growl. I opened the door and pulled him quickly down the hallway to the washroom in our area. It was single user washroom, around the corner with a locked door. Just a simple space, large enough with a sink and toilet and a mirror above the sink. I flicked on the light and closed the door behind us, pushing Darren up against it. 

“You naughty boy.” Darren grinned as I sank to my knees and grabbed his belt.  

His hands were faster than mine, assisting me in freeing his cock from his pants by unzipping his zipper and pulling out his meat. I let out a loud moan as I dove on it, sucking it deep into my throat as Darren undid the rest of the belt and opened his pants more, freeing his round nuts and exposing his lower abs. My hands went right to them, and then slid up under his dress shirt to feel his hard flat stomach. 

“Oh Brian, I missed you.” He groaned as he leaned back against the door.  

He was harder than ever, and I could taste the pre-cum leaking from the tip. And then he groaned loud. “Fuck look at you.” 

I looked up at him to see him looking behind me. I pulled off his dick to see he was staring at our reflection in the mirror over the sink directly across from where he was standing. He was watching me suck his dick in the mirror.  

I was back on him, giving him a show as he gripped my head and held me still to gently move his hips into me. Until he was ready.  

“I want to watch you.” He moaned, pulling me up and moving me to the sink. He pushed me over it, bending me over to face the mirror as I watched him behind me. I could see his cock sliding up the outside of my pants as he grinded his hips into me, his eyes staring at me in the mirror. A wry smile came over him. “I need to be inside you.”  

I nodded, reaching down to undo my belt and open my pants quickly. Darren’s hands grabbed my waist and pulled my pants and underwear down over my smooth bubble butt. He bent down fast and spit into my ass, and then moved behind me again, sliding his cock now against my bare skin, making me moan.  

“I thought about fucking you all day.” He muttered behind me, still staring at me in the reflection. I watched his face get all serious, filled with lust as his eyes flitted between my eyes and my backside. I could see him grab his cock, felt it poke at my hole. I watched him spit into his hand and then lube it as his eyes returned to mine. “Thought about coming home to you. And just drilling you as soon as I walked in. Tell me you want it too.” 

Without any hesitation I whispered, “I want you.” 

Darren moved his legs wider as he pushed mine open, as far as they could go with my pants around my knees. He stepped closer into me, and I could feel that giant cock head pressing against my ass, pushing into me with a need like never before. I gripped the sides of the sink and lowered myself more, pushing my ass out to allow him in. 

That fat dick slid into me so fast I saw stars. I gripped the edge of the sink tighter and looked up into the mirror at Darren’s blue eyes staring at me. I could feel sweat forming on my forehead as the sensation overwhelmed me. He stretched me so fast it hurt. I stood up a bit, and he sensed it and stopped for a moment, his cock half inside me. I could see his eyes half close, and I lowered my head. “Fuck!” I moaned. 

“You okay?” He whispered, letting his hands run up and down my back to soothe me.  

I tried to answer, but the feeling of him inside me ripping my ass open was too much. If I didn’t want him so badly, I would have pushed him out, but I worked through the pain, and slowly relaxed into him. I could only grimace, feeling the beads of sweat run down my forehead as I adjusted to the invasion. When he felt me pushing back, he moved forward again.  

“That’s it pal. Take it.” His hand reached around to my crotch and grabbed my hard dick. My own cock was dripping cum as he slid in the rest of the way. I bottomed out, feeling his balls against my ass as he gripped my cock, feeling the stream of cum leaking out of me. I felt his thumb rub over my head and he let out a groan near my ear. He brought his thumb to my lips. “This is what me being inside you does to you? Mmmmmm.”  

I moaned and opened my mouth to suck his thumb clean as he started to slowly thrust up into me. He left his thumb in my mouth and hung on to me, our eyes locked in the mirror, both of us watching the other as he plunged in and out of me. This wasn’t going to be a marathon fuck. We were in my office bathroom, and there were still people lingering about. But at least the door was locked. No one had seen us come in. And here he was fucking me deep, watching each other in the mirror. 

“Fuck you are tight today.” He moaned into my ear. I watched as he held his mouth near me, breathing into my ear, the feeling of him going right through me. He was pulling at my cock as he fucked me, as his other hand found mine clamped to the side of the sink. I opened my fingers and he laced his into mine, gripping me tight as he found a steady rhythm of deep thrusts. 

His mouth moved down my neck, but his eyes stayed on mine. I watched him, sucking at my neck, his tongue coming out to lick me in spots, his grip on my hand and cock tightening, until his hips started to move a little faster. 

“I’m going to cum!” He suddenly announced and shoved his body into me hard, catching us both by surprise and unloading into me. We tried to be quiet, but as soon as he started to unleash into my guts, I grabbed my cock in his hand and jerked myself off, pushing back against him making him moan louder as I took over. My ass clenched tighter around him, milking every drop out of him as I started to spurt my load out in front of me onto the bathroom floor. 

Darren’s hand covered my mouth as I started to moan, trying to keep me quiet as his cock flexed inside my convulsing ass. I let my load splash down onto the tiles under the sink as Darren backed out of me quickly.  

“Holy fuck you’re like a vice grip!” He giggled, moving to the toilet paper. 

I caught my breath, holding my shrinking cock in my hand and looking down at the puddles of cum in front of me. I heard more toilet paper being ripped off and Darren handed me a wad to clean up. 

When I caught our reflection in the mirror, Darren was tucking his shirt into his pants as I pulled mine up. I grabbed more toilet paper and wiped up my cum from the floor and dropped it into the toilet to flush. As the sounds of the pipes filled the small room, Darren came at me for a wild kiss, making me groan involuntarily as he sucked the air from me.  

“That was fucking hot.” He smiled at me, pressing his head against my forehead the way he always did. “I love you.”  

I grinned back at him. “I love you too. See, we can make it work.”  

Darren’s grin softened, but he made it wider. “Thank you. I needed this today.” He patted my ass and put his ear to the door. “You ready?”  

I went first, opening the door slowly to see if anyone was waiting outside. The coast was clear as I stepped into the hallway, Darren hanging back just to make sure. I signaled for him to follow me, and he snuck back into my office with me.  

He came up to me again and hugged me, spinning me around to face him. “You know, this was just what I needed today. I feel much better.” He kissed my forehead lightly and giggled. “But next time I want one big long session, completely naked.” 

“And in about six months we will have a whole four days together.” I smiled. 

“Ah. Vegas.” He purred. “I can’t fucking wait.” 

As I let my face sink into his chest again and breathed him in, I knew I couldn’t wait either. I was ready to escape with him. I was ready for anything with Darren.