As Syed followed him up the stairs he could think of nothing but what had just happened. He had slept with men before but never had that happened. He'd orgasmed so hard he felt himself clench Christian's cock, felt it jerk as he came. He had never felt anything so wonderful in his entire life.

As they reached the top of the stairs Syed reached passed him and unlocked the door. Christian turned around to face.

Christian: Syed. Are you sure you...

Syed gave him no opportunity to finish what he was saying. He threw himself on him and kissed him so passionately as he pushed him backwards into the flat.

Syed: Lock the door.

The second he heard the bolt click Syed fumbled with the buttons on Christian's shirt, his hands shaking from excitement and anticipation. He slowly peeled his shirt off him, running his hands over his perfect chest and arms. As Christian led him towards the bed Syed undid his trousers again. He was so hard he ached.

As he backed Christian onto the bed he saw him naked for the first time. The blood rushed around his body, pumping through his veins, making him feel faint. He stood there staring at the perfection that lay before him. His sculptured legs, his rippling torso, his muscled arms, his huge cock, hard and ready. Waiting for Syed to ease it's need again.

Syed began to remove his top.

Christian: Wait

He stood up and moved close to Syed. He closed his eyes as he lowered his mouth to his ear, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

Christian: Let me

he whispered.

He reached down and lifted his top over his head, skimming his sides as he moved it up his body. His eyes never left Syed's as he threw his top on the floor and moved his hands down towards his waist. Undoing his top button, Syed's trousers fell to the floor. He hadn't bothered doing them up properly. As he stepped out of them he was surprised at how relaxed he felt. He expected some amount of nervousness, fear even, but he didn't. He'd never felt so content in his life.

Christian ran his fingers through Syed's hair and turned his head to the side. His kisses on his neck were so gentle Syed moaned. The slightest touch from Christian seemed to pleasure him beyond his imagination.

Christian moved his lips slowly down his chest, flicking his nipples with his tongue. Syed placed his hands and began to push him downwards.

Christian: Patience.

He whispered.

Christian: I want you to want me.

Syed: I do. You have no idea how much.

Syed could feel Christian's mouth curl into a smile as he kissed his stomach, his tongue tracing the subtle shape of his muscles, his hands gently tugging his boxers down.

The lower Christian's mouth went the quicker Syed's breathing became. If he didn't take him now he would explode.

Christian's lips traced Syed's inner thigh, stopping short of his cock. He was so desperate for him to take him in his mouth a lump rose in his throat. As he swallowed it he could still taste him in his mouth.

Syed: Please Christian. I'll beg if you... ah

He had taken him off guard. He had thrust Syed into his mouth with such force Syed's eyes burst open. He had waited so long for this, dreamt what it would feel like being with him. The dream was nothing compared to the reality.

He sucked him hard and slow, just the way he liked it. With every moan that escaped Syed's lips Christian thrust him deeper into his mouth.

Syed: Don't stop. I'm going to come.

Christian pulled away.

Christian: No you're not.

As he rose up to face him he placed 2 fingers at the base of Syed's shaft and squeezed gently. Instantly Syed could feel his orgasm dying down.

Syed: How did you do that?!

Christian laughed.

Christian: Just a little trick. Want to see if it works again?

Before Syed could say anything their lips crashed together and Christian led him backwards. The back of Syed's legs hit the back of the sofa and, loosing his balance, he fell downwards onto it.

Kneeling down in front of him, his eyes still fixed on Syed's Christian lowered his mouth onto Syed's cock. He couldn't stop himself and just let himself go. Syed didn't just moan, he gasped, he cried out as Christian sucked him to within an inch time and time again. Always pulling away at the last second and pressing him so his orgasm subsided.

Syed didn't know how much more of this he could take but he didn't want him to stop. He enjoyed the teasing. He enjoyed rising slightly out of the seat for what he thought was it. He enjoyed pushing Christian down deeper on him.

Christian: One last time?

He said playfully. Syed could hardly breathe. He had no energy for anymore. He reached over and pulled Christian's face to his, kissing him deeply.

Syed: Please. Make me come.

Christian smiled. It had worked. Syed was now his. He had teased him enough for him to know he wanted him.

Christian: Sit back. And don't push me away. I want to swallow you.

Slowly Syed leaned back and watched as Christian took him in his mouth again. But this time it was different. Syed had no idea how he did it but his tongue moved in a different direction to his mouth.

The feeling was too much and Syed started to call out Christian's name as he felt it rise inside him. He reached down and and pushed himself deeper into his mouth. Christian moved quicker and deeper, feeling Syed jerk in his mouth. As his relief left him Syed screamed Christian's name before his breath caught in his throat. His eyes shot open as he threw his head back.

He sat there, panting and twitching as Christian continued to slowly move his head up and down him, licking every last drop from him.

Letting him escape his mouth Christian moved slowly up towards Syed's face, kissing his body on the way up. Syed closed his eyes and smiled at the wonderful feeling that was rushing through him. When he opened his eyes Christian was leaning over him.

Christian: You OK?

Syed couldn't speak. He didn't have enough energy in him to utter a single word. So he smiled. And so did Christian. Seeing his face light up the way it did gave Syed a fresh burst of energy. He wrapped one hand around his neck and pulled him close.

Syed: That was...wow

Christian's smile widened. He almost looked proud.

Syed: But I want more.

Christian pulled him off the sofa and led Syed over to the bed. As they stood at the foot Syed felt this sudden need to be in control.

Syed: Lie down.

Christian looked into his eyes and saw how desperately he wanted him. He lay down and waited for whatever was going to happen next. He smiled as he heard the tear of a wrapper, the subtle sounds of rubber being rolled down.

As Syed slowly kissed his way up his body he hoisted one of Christian's legs up. Syed preferred it this way. Christian couldn't move, he couldn't see. The element of surprise was always there in this position. Christian had no idea when he would enter him but he knew he's make him wait. Make him beg and plead. The tip of Syed gently brushed Christian's opening and he licked his chest. He could feel him start to shake from him longing.

Syed: Tell me what you want

Christian: You know what I want.

Syed: Tell me. I want to hear you say it

Christian: You. I want you.

Syed: That's it? You had me downstairs. Tell me what you want me to do.

Christian: I want to feel you in me. I need to feel you in me. I want you to fuck me hard, I want you to fuck me fast until you come. I want you to make me scream out your name. I want you to... Shit!

Syed didn't hear what else he wanted him to do. He's taken that moment to push himself deep inside him

Christian: Shit Sy!

Syed: What?

Christian: You're big!

Syed laughed

Syed: Not too big I hope.

Christian: There's no such thing.

Syed moved his mouth onto Christian's chest and gently kissed it. Each kiss moved in perfect rhythm with his groin. Each thrust was followed by Christian's moaning.

Syed: I don't want this to end.

He stopped moving. He hadn't meant to say that out loud. As true as it was, he should have kept that to himself.

Christian: Neither do I.

Syed looked up at his face. Gazing into his eyes Syed saw a glimpse of what life would be like with Christian. He smiled at the images of them both, curled up on the sofa watching TV, sitting at the table eating dinner, wrapped around each other in bed. It looked perfect.

Syed started moving again, ploughing himself deeper with every mind blowing thrust. He could feel Christian tighten around him so much that he squeezed Syed's orgasm closer and closer.

Christian: Don't stop Sy, please. Please

Syed felt him tighten even more and knew what was about to happen. He moved faster and deeper in him, praying that he was about to satisfy this man in a way he'd never have believed possible. Christian, who had so much experience, was about to come, and he was the reason for it.

Christian: Shit Sy, I'm coming

Christian squeezed Syed's as he cock he screamed out. Syed could feel how intense his orgasm was and pummelled him harder. He was desperate to come, to explode inside him. With the last push Syed came so hard he screamed out. He felt his pleasure leave him and bucked in him.

Christian: Shit Sy. That was just...

Christian couldn't finish the sentence. There were no words to describe it.

Syed collapsed on Christian's chest, tiny beads of sweat gathered on every inch of his body. It had never been that intense before. It had never actually meant so much before. For either of them.

Laying on Christian's chest, panting, he felt a hand run through his hair.

Christian: You OK?

Syed picked his head up slightly, rested his chin on Christian's chest and starred into those perfect green eyes.

Syed: I'm better than OK.

He pulled himself out of Christian and moved up his body. Placing his hands on either side of Christian's head he gazed down at the man who had made him feel things he never even knew existed.

Syed: Are you? OK?

Christian let out a chuckle.

Christian: Trust me, I've never been better. Sy, I didn't know you were...

Syed: Don't. Don't spoil it.

Syed didn't want to think of the outside world and everything that went with it. What it would mean if his family found out. He just wanted to hold onto this moment.

Christian understood and didn't push it. He just fell into Syed's deep eyes.

He put his arms around Syed's back and rolled him over so he was lying on top of him, their eyes locked on each others. Both afraid to say what they really wanted. How right it had felt, how they wanted it every day for the rest of their lived. Oblivious that they shared the same thoughts Christian broke the silence.

Christian: I need a shower. Want to join me?