Syed turned to walk away, ready to walk out but Christian grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Syed was a good friend and he didn't want to argue with him or leave things like this. He wanted to know what was going through his mind. If his life, and for that matter he himself, disgusted Syed that much.

Christian: Because this isn't just about your religion is it?

Syed's eyes met Christian's, he couldn't help but notice their beauty. He couldn't pull himself away from them. He'd resisted his urges for this man for so long, but now, with him touching him, something snapped inside him. He wondered if Christian could feel his arm burning through his shirt. Syed was too afraid to answer him, he didn't trust himself to open his mouth for so many reasons. He could snap back at him, he could blurt out how much he wanted him or, worse still, he would move his open mouth towards his, praying he opened his in return. So he stood there, staring at the only man he had fallen for at first sight.

And then Christian saw it. The look he had seen so many times. The look so-called straight men wore when they couldn't keep up their pretence anymore. He couldn't believe it. Syed? The man who had, just hours ago, told him how wrong it was?

His eyes never left Christian's as he moved an inch towards him, hoping he would do the same. Without thinking Christian moved his face closer, his mind a total blank. He saw Syed close his eyes a second before their lips met. Christian gasped. He couldn't help himself. The second their lips joined Christian felt something he'd never felt before. He felt his heart skip a beat, he felt his breath catch in his throat and he felt himself hardening instantly. He kissed Syed back hungrily. His mouth opened and closed on Syed's avidly. He couldn't seem to get enough.

Syed moved his hand up to Christian's cheek pulling him closer to him. He wanted to taste him. He wanted to savour him but more than anything he didn't want to let him go.

Christian pulled away

Christian: Syed?

Syed's face was beautiful. His chest rose and fell quickly and he couldn't disguise his panting, his desperate need to taste him again, to be one with him. All the other men had made him feel good, but not like this. And not from just 1 kiss. He felt like his insides were about to burst. Petrified that Christian was about to tell him to stop Syed smiled and stroked his face.

Syed: Please, don't ask me to stop.

Christian stared deep into his eyes then down at his wet lips. They were full and luscious. He found himself imagining what they would feel like wrapped around the tightening in his trousers. The image pushed Christian into overdrive. Kissing Syed again he couldn't believe how right this felt.

Syed slowly backed him up against the steel fridge, his lips not daring to break from their new owner's. As he hit his back against the metal he felt Syed press against him.

He moved his hands downwards over Christian's chest, over the muscles in his stomach, stopping at his belt. Moving his fingers inside the top of Christian's trousers Syed pulled himself closer. He was determined to let Christian feel him. To see how aroused he was, to see what effect he had on him. As he pushed his groin against Christian's, Syed couldn't help but smile. Christian was as hard as he was. Knowing this, that he turned him on, was all he needed to loose control.

Christian's hands moved slowly up Syed's sides resting at his face, the tips of his fingers ran through his hair. Syed shuddered at his touch. What was going on? He'd never been like this before. He'd never lost himself so deeply at a single touch. No one had ever made him feel like this.

He arched his neck up slightly, Christian pulling his hair to bring him closer. Syed didn't know how much longer he could take this waiting. If Christian didn't ask him soon he'd have to invite himself back.

As if reading his mind Christian whispered in his ear

Christian: Come back to mine.

Syed looked into his beautiful green eyes once more and sighed. He had found his weakness. Those eyes were unforgivably idyllic, he could never say no to them.

Syed: Have you got any?

Christian: Any what?

Syed stifled a smile

Syed: Condoms.

Christian's heart sank. Despite knowing the answer he mentally searched every room, drawer and cupboard at his flat. He dropped his head as he realised his disappointment showed.

Christian: No, I don't believe this!

The frustration on his face made Syed smile. He wanted him.

Christian: I'm sorry Syed, you have no idea how much.

Syed: It's OK, you'll just have to call at the Minute Mart on the way wont you.

Syed flashed him a dirty smile and Christian felt himself fall for him. Syed moved his mouth towards Christian's face, placing soft butterfly kissed on his cheeks, his chin, his mouth.

Christian couldn't stand the teasing. He'd never been this impatient before. He'd always enjoyed these moments, the gentleness of a situation before the intensity took control. But this was different on so many levels.

Syed: Lets go.

Grabbing his hand Syed began to lead Christian towards the door.

Christian: Wait!

Another barrier hit him.

Syed: What?

Christian: I've left my wallet at the flat. I haven't got a penny on me.

Syed dropped Christian's hand. Was he having second thoughts?

Syed: Have you changed your mind?

Christian was stunned at the disappointment on Syed's face.

Christian:NO!

It was a little louder than he wanted it to be. Syed's face shone as he smirked.

Syed: Good.

Reaching into his pocket he handed Christian a £5 note.

Syed: It's all I have on me. Is it enough?

Christian:Yeah. You'd better have this then.

Holding up his key Syed wrapped his hand around Christian's more than he needed to. The electricity from his touch surged through his entire body. Before he could stop himself he pulled Syed into him and kissed him in a way he never thought possible. His tongue lost control in Syed's mouth.

Syed pulled away slightly, gently biting Christian's lower lip as he did.

Syed: Don't keep me waiting.

Christian couldn't help himself. He let out a tiny moan. He closed his eyes expecting him to kiss him again but he felt him move away. By the time he opened his eyes he was gone.

Christian waited a few second and made his way towards the door too afraid to let his mind think of anything but what was about to happen. If it did he knew it would scream a warning to him. Walking across the street he looked straight ahead to the Minute Mart, hoping no one would stop him. It wasn't only Syed that didn't want to be kept waiting. Walking in he saw that the shop was empty. He walked up to the counter.

Christian: Pack of condoms please Patrick.

Patrick smiled.

Patrick: Big night planned?

Christian couldn't help but smile as he searched his pockets for the money.

Christian: You have no idea!

As Patrick turned around Christian looked over at the flat and let his mind wonder at what was waiting there for him. He saw that the door was left open a little,

Patrick: Christian?

Christian suddenly realised where he was.

Christian: Sorry Patrick.

Patrick: We've only got packs of 6 sorry.

Christian: Yeah, yeah, that's fine.

He realised he sounded hurried when Patrick's smile widened.

Patrick: £5.99 please.

Christian stared at him with the £5 in his hand. Seriously? Is someone trying to tell me something here? He thought

Christian: Right. Give me 2 minutes. I'll be right back.

Patrick: Hey don't worry about it, You can pay me tomorrow.

Christian: You sure?

Patrick: Yeah, you don't want to keep him waiting!

A smile spread across Christian's face. He grabbed the box from the counter and started to walk out of the shop.

Christian: Patrick, I think I'm in love with you.

As he ran across the road he couldn't get rid of the smile on his face. He pushed the door open and, staring up the stairs, he took a deep breath. What if he'd changed his mind? What if he'd gone home?

The door slammed behind him. As he spun around Syed was standing against the closed door.

Syed: What took you so long?

Christian: You owe Patrick £1.

Syed moved slowly towards him.

Syed: Expensive aren't they

Christian: Yeah

Syed: It'll be worth it.

He cupped his chin with one hand and reached out and bolted the door with the other, his eyes never leaving Christian's

Syed: No interruptions. I thought maybe you'd changed your mind

Christian couldn't help himself. He pulled Syed into his arms.

Christian: Never.

He was desperate to taste him again. To feel his warm delectable lips on his. To feel his tongue probe his mouth again. He was helpless. He'd never felt this kind of oblivion before. Everything had faded from Christian's mind. They were the only 2 people in existence, the only 2 people that mattered. He lowered his head down and parted his lips.

Syed: Wait!

He pulled way from Christian. This was it he thought. The reality of what was happening had finally hit Syed. Christian prepared himself for the worst.

But he needn't have worried. As he pushed Christian back against the wall Syed move downwards, slowly disappearing from Christian's sight. Christian felt his nerves kick in. He stood there powerless to his emotions.

Syed purposely brushed him through his trousers. Christian felt his belt loosen, his button open, his zip lowering, it was almost too much. As he felt his trousers being pulled down slightly he closed his eyes and swallowed the lump in his throat. He was so hard he was throbbing.

As Syed released him from his trousers Christian could feel his warm breath on him. He let out a low groan waiting patiently for the warmth of his mouth. Seconds passed and all he could feel was his breath. He was close to pleading.

Christian: Do you want me to beg?

Syed: Not yet.

As Syed took him in his mouth Christian gasped so hard his breath caught in his lungs. His mouth was so wet and warm. His tongue licked him as he guided him in and out of his mouth slowly. His teeth playfully bit gently at just the right moments, in just the right places.

Christian had never had it like this before. He was on the brink already. He had to stop him now or it would all be over before it even started.

Christian: Syed, stop. You're making me come.

Syed pulled away from him and rose up to him, taking his shaft in his hands. Slowly caressing him he smiled.

Syed: Good.

He lowered himself down and thrust himself back onto Christian, consuming every inch of his in his mouth. Grabbing Christian's sides he began moving him back and forth, moving him faster with each pull.

Christian happily obliged. Standing in the doorway fucking Syed's mouth, feeling him gag, nothing had ever come close to this feeling. Syed was sucking so hard Christian couldn't contain himself anymore. He tried to push Syed away but Syed pulled him deeper into his mouth. Christian started calling out as he felt his juice leave him into Syed's mouth.

As Syed felt his explosion hit the back of his throat he smiled inside. He swallowed every last drop of him and sucked him dry. He stayed down there, licking and kissing him, too afraid to look up. Christian was silent apart from his heavy breathing. His erection didn't move, he was still hard.

Reluctantly Syed pulled him out of his mouth, unsure of what would happen next. As he stood up in front of him he met his eyes. He had no idea what was going through Christian's mind.

Christian grabbed him by his jacket and forced him backwards against the wall. He stared at him, unable to believe what had just happened.

Syed had a look of fear etched on his face. Not fear of what had just happened, but of what would happen next. Fear of hearing Christian telling him to leave, that it shouldn't have happened.

Still panting Christian pulled Syed's face onto his and kissed him. He could taste himself in his mouth and that made him want him even more.

Relieved that he wasn't being rejected Syed searched Christian's pockets.

Christian: Back pocket.

His voice was groggy, but so sexy. Their lips still locked together Christian felt him reach in his back pocket until he found what he was looking for. He heard Syed rip open the wrapper, smiling through their kiss as he did so.

He grabbed Christian again, pleased that he was still hard. Slowly Syed started unrolling the rubber down him. Looking deep into his eyes Syed said the 2 words he had wanted to say for weeks, months even.

Syed: Fuck me.

Christian didn't need telling twice. He hurriedly undid Syed's trousers so they fell to the floor and spun him around so his back was facing him. Syed turned his head to the side and, using the advantage of his height, Christian kissed him as he entered him. As he gasped Christian took it slow. As far as he was aware this was Syed's first time.

Syed: Faster. Faster Christian, please.

Christian wanted to keep it slow, to tease him. To make him want him, to make this last forever. But he desperately wanted to pound him. To have this man make him come again. He gave in and fucked him so hard he knew he was just seconds away again.

Syed: Harder

Christian did as he was told, trying to keep feeling in him from boiling over again.

Syed: Harder. Fuck me harder.

He was on the brink again. This had never happened before. He could usually go for hours but something about Syed made him loose control.

Syed: Don't stop.

Christian could feel him tighten around him and knew that he wouldn't be able to last much longer.

Syed: Don't stop Christian. Please don't stop.

Christian: Sy, i'm coming

Syed: So am I

That was all Christian needed to hear. In 3 swift thrusts he exploded in him the same time he felt Syed tighten around him.

Both men couldn't contain theor pleasure and cried out together.

Christian could hardly breathe. His hand still gripping Syed's right shoulder he rested his head in between his neck and left shoulder, taking in his scent. He smelled so delicious Christian felt his erection harden more than before. He couldn't resist the urge he had to lick his soft neck, to taste him again. What was this man doing to him? Was he even aware he was doing it? He felt emotionally drained.

Christian: Sy...

Syed: Kiss me.

He lifted his head to see Syed staring at him from the corner of his eyes. He withdrew himself and turned him around. Christian had never seen anything so beautiful. His hair was messy, his eyes glistened, his lips were moist. He took Christian's breath away. He leaned in to kiss him again. As soon as his lips touched Syed's he felt it happen all over again. He forgot where he was, he didn't care if someone walked in. All that filled his mind was Syed. He ran his fingers through his hair and spoke.

Christian: What happens now?

Syed: Get up those stairs. It's my turn.