Chapter 7

"So when did you plan all this?" Piers asks after finishing the last of his lasagne. His eyes look up to see Chris had already finished and was now on the malbec contemplating dessert.

"3 says in hospital is a long time." A smirk creeps across his face. "I just wanted this to go well I know I probably over did it. I've never liked a guy before so I guessed it couldn't be much different than with a woman. Am I wrong?" He places the wine glass down and looks into Piers' hazel eyes.

"I have never liked anyone before and I... I have never been with anyone" his eyes drop to his plate ashamed of what he has admitted 26 years old and never lost his virginity.

Chris let's out a laugh louder than he intended. The glare he received from Piers was a clear indication that he was serious.

"I'm sorry I thought you were joking, what about the girl you left the bar with that night on leave a year ago?" A more serious tone taken to his voice. The younger male eyes dart around the room avoiding Chris altogether uneasy.

"The girl was being stalked by her ex partner and she had been getting calls off of him all night, I offered to walk her back to her home, when walking the guy had found us, a group of men at his back they told her she was a slag so I stepped asked if I was sleeping with her I said no but she said yes I was and laughed." He stood up unbuttoned his shirt revealing his toned torso, he points to a scar very faint but noticeable just above his belly button. "That's when they stabbed me, beat me and left me there. So I never bothered with anyone again." Chris stood up and approached him. He traces the scar with his finger. He moves his hand and pulls Piers' face to look at him.

"I'm sorry that you had to go through that, I won't let anything like that happen again." Chris eyes boring into Piers.

He kept his gaze with Chris, not even blinking. Chris takes Piers by the hands and leads him to the couch the only sounds now being made are that of the music and their heavy breaths. As Chris let's his hands wander over Piers' uncovered well defined abs tracing the ridges never taking his eyes away, keeping his focus massaging every detail while Piers just lays their watching as Chris work, unease setting in.

"Chris wait. Stop" Chris pulls back but hands still in their place.

"I know I don't expect anything. Trust me, I won't force anything" he pulls Piers up into a hug, his head resting on the older man's chest, he reaches his arm around his Captain's torso, he feels safe with him. But he is still not ready to give himself up yet.

"Do you trust me?" Chris asks. Waiting for a response before he asks his next question.

"With my life" he hummed. Chris ran his fingers through Piers' hair.

"Share my bed tonight. Not in any other way than I want to hold you" Chris let's his hand fall to Piers face, fingers tracing his cheek bones.

Piers was hesitant. "Okay I will" Chris lifts him up. As if he were a bride being carried over a threshold to a bed. Chris had more innocent intentions though.

As he carries him to his room he shifts to hold piers with one hand while opening the door with the other, all the while Piers held in with his arms around the older man's neck. Chris places him on the bed and takes off Piers' shirt and helps him out of his pants before doing the same to himself revealing all his body to the Lieutenant, Piers eyes drift and wonder all over the almost naked man stood in front of him, the man was a hulk compared to Piers each muscle rippling at every movement, tensing and relaxing, he has a hairy chest but not thick hair just the right amount that he seems to like, he catches himself biting his bottom lip.

Piers was not the only one to be enjoying what he saw, he was a well built man, as was expected when in his line of work, while not being as largely built like his Captain he was just as well defined, his skin a tanned almost golden colour which was complemented by his eyes, he has never been a hairy man, smooth chest like his face, only a thin layer of hair on his arms and legs which happen to be a lighter shade of his own hair, in contrast to his skin tone the seemed even finer than they actually were.

Chris climbed on his bed next to Piers and lifted him into his arm, the younger man's scent filling his nose, it was a light musk mixed with his natural odour not overpowering in the slightest, Chris smelled like pine, they lay there for a while, Piers listening to his heart beat. Piers leans up and kisses him, Chris reciprocates and it quickly becomes a deep, passionate kiss their tongues meeting and dancing in a play for dominance, hands caressing each other's body feeling every part they can reach.

Both losing to desire and want, Chris has noticed Piers' rigid member pressing against his lower abdomen and he reaches to grab it feeling the whole length stretching the fabric of his red briefs.

Piers begins kissing his neck, licking and biting as he proceeds further down, reaching his nipples he teases them with his teeth gently, alternating between biting and running his tongue in circles around the tip.

"I thought you said you've never had sex before" Chris says through gasps his own manhood throbbing and bouncing behind Piers.

"Internet" Piers says quickly before continuing to please his Captain. Chris rolls them over, him now on top he tears piers underwear at the seams with great ease discarding them on the other side of the room. He sits up running one hand gently down the side of his ribs all the way down his waist, the other hand squeezing and kneading the breast. He sees all that piers has been hiding, Chris grabs his shaft at the base, then he looks at Piers.

"Are you sure?" And with a nod Chris takes him fully into his mouth. Piers let's out a large gasp, his hands gripping the sheets.

Is this what it feels like all the time or is it because of my feelings for chris?

"I thought you have never been with a man?" Piers pants hands still holding the bedding tightly in his grip. Chris slides off just long enough to say 'internet' and goes straight back to where he was lips gripping the rod firmly, tongue massaging as he makes his way up and down.

Piers doesn't know how long he can hold on for. He doesn't want to disappoint his Captain but he can feel the pressure building up so he pushes Chris off, one swift movement he is back on top sliding Chris' pants down. His jaw dropping, the length not being the biggest issue but the thickness, he could just about get his hand around the monster, he doesn't back down but proceeds to take it in him mouth. It was a lot easier than Piers had thought sliding right down to the base with a little repositioning on the way. Chris couldn't help letting out a number of loud moans, his hand finding the back of Piers' head while he fought the urge to fuck his mouth.

"Damn Piers!" His breath getting heavier by the second. "I can't fight it Piers. I need you." He is so close now, Piers pulls off and Chris reaches for the lube and hands it to Piers. He squirts some on his hand and massages Chris' hard member afterwards applying a generous amount to his hole, stretching it as much as he can with his fingers, when he decides he is satisfied and ready he climbs on top of his Captain guiding his fully hard cock to his ring. Slowly he lowers himself teeth bared as he fights through the pain after a few seconds and only just past the head inside, he waits a few moments for himself to adjust and be able to accommodate the width.

"Fuck Chris... I may need a wheelchair after this." He laughed which instantly sent a shooting pain through his ass.

"gotta say that's the first time anyone has said that" Chris let's out a small chuckle and tenses which again sends more pain.

"Shit. Stop tensing it's killing me." An instant apology and they are back to focusing on not moving, after a few minutes the pain stops and slowly piers slides himself down reaching the hilt. He has done it. Piers begins to ride Chris almost like he has done it before, he leans down kissing Chris hands playing with his nipples pinching and rubbing, Chris maintaining a firm hold on his ads helping keep the rythm and pace even.

"This is amazing." Piers whispers with broken words in his ears through each pounding. Chris picks him up while remaining inside of Piers' cavity he stands up and gently lays him down on his back and continues to work him through deeper and deeper. Piers digging his nails into the back of the older man. He has never felt like this before it's painful but a good type of pain. Each pump and the pain lessens. Chris is getting close. His hand working on Piers stiff manhood tugging expertly. Piers moaning louder than ever begging for release. Chris more than happy to oblige speeds up allowing the hot thick load to spray all over Piers' body. arms sprawled to the side he enjoys the feeling of just having release while still feeling the pounding as their bare flesh collide again and again, faster and faster, the force of the thrusts pushing Piers up the bed, he is close now the pressure building. He thinks about pulling out but it's too late and Piers is filled with hot sticky cream.

after a while of heavy breathing still balls deep in his lieutenant, Chris pulls out causing Piers to wince at the pain as the head left with a pop. He rolls next to Piers handing him a towel to use to clean off all the mess. The tiredness setting in for both of them as the opt to go to sleep Chris holding him close feeling each other's warmth there is no need for covers. They both dozed off into a deep sleep.

When Piers awakens he is the only one in the bed. He climbed out of bed realizing he is naked. Memories from the night before flooding his mind.

Shit I wasn't suppose to do that at all. What if he thinks I'm easy now?

He realises he has no idea where his clothes are, Chris has taken all the ones from last night and he hasn't been told where his room is, if they are even in there that is. He looks around and noticed the room is bare apart from a wadrobe a tall mirror and a bed, anyone would think this was a spare room

He really must hate having possessions, hell I'm a minimalist but this is extreme.

He opens the bedroom door a little to see or hear if any one is about. He can't hear or see anyone there, he risks stepping outside the air warm donors not uncomfortable walking makes in that sense he is use to doing it at his apartment, he sees 2 doors opposite this room he knows the one on the left is the bathroom, so he assumes the bedroom is on the right.

He knocks just in case. No answer so he opens the handle and steps in the room is just as bare as the other a large gym bag on the bed, a wardrobe and a bedside table with a lamp and clock on it that reads 10:20 am. He has never slept in this late so he quickly finds himself a set of clothes from the wardrobe sweatpants and a vest will do. He throws them on and steps back out into the hall. He decides to check the lounge when he heard a voice. Female, he recognises it but can't think of where from.

"Yeah shut up, Chris im telling you a naked man just walked out of your room and into the other room. " whoever she was had seen him, not good.

"That's Piers I guess he is up now." Chris' voice echoes.

He warily makes his way to the lounge and peers round the door. Both of them notice him there. Chris wearing little apart from some shorts and is sat next to a female, quite tall, red hair tied back same nose as chris and wearing biker leathers.

Fuck that's claire. I didn't reply shit. She has seen me naked.

Piers steps into the room face bright red, he quickly tames his bed hair.

"Good morning, you must be claire. Glad to finally meet you although I wish it was under better circumstances." Piers rubs his neck awkwardly.

"It is finally good to put a face to the name. Soooo you two finally a thing now then?" Chris loses half the mouthful of coffee down his chin at these words. He quickly swallows the rest and turns to claire.

"Jesus Claire, give the boy some space he just woke up." He says sharply.

" oooh jumping to your lovers defence already. Yeah you guys are together" she half mocks. Chris holds a hand up to silence Claire. "I haven't even asked him yet" Chris states in defence. Piers just stood there watching the siblings fight about him. He won't deny he sort of enjoys it.

"So you cook him a meal which was my idea F.Y.I then you bang him and your telling me your not together... I'm going to the bathroom and when I come back I expect there to be boyfriends in the room not Fuck buddies... Got it!" she throws her arms up in the air and makes a break for the bathroom winking at Piers as she passes.

Chris pats the seat next to him for Piers to join him, which he does reluctantly.

"I'm sorry about Claire, she is too smart for her own good and has no filter..." Chris clears his throat. "Okay she is right we do need to talk about what happens... I would like for us to take the next step and you becoming my boyfriend." Chris panicked and spoke so fast he had to repeat himself. Piers just smiled warmly. "Of course that's what I want too" these words make Chris so excited he jumps up and lifts Piers into a bear hug.

" JUST KISS HIM! " Claire's voice calls from the door she happened to be peering around watching them. Chris looks shocked and goes to speak but is interrupted by Piers pulling him into a kiss.