Title: Experimental nearness
Series: The Connections Series, part 11/?
Characters: Charlie/Colby
Rating: M

Warnings: Explicit sexual encounter. If you are not into this kind of stuff, please be careful.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Colby makes Charlie stop thinking for one night.

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The Connections Series

Part 11: "Experimental nearness"

"Don't go," Charlie repeated while tugging gently at Colby's shirtsleeve. He made the agent enter the house again, and slowly closed the door.

Colby spent some time just looking at the mathematician, enjoying in silence those chocolate-brown eyes. It was like Charlie was finally giving in, after a few hours of struggle. Charlie didn't let go his sleeve and took the agent to the living room one more time.

"I'm sorry…" Charlie whispered, "I'm not used having this kind of feelings for someone… and the fact that you are a man… it just freaks me out every time…" Charlie's voice somehow sounded reassuring, and trembled a little. He was looking at Colby through lowered lashes.

"I know. It feels new and scary to me too… But… there's something here… you know, when we're together."

"Yeah, there's definitely something."

"And every time I talk to you, or see you, or even think about you… I can feel it."

"Like an echo of that energy."

"Exactly."

Colby was fascinated by the idea of the connection they share, while Charlie watched him in amusement. They went silent for a moment and suddenly found themselves smiling to each other tenderly, like they hadn't argued at all that night.

Colby said, "So… what does this mean? I don't want to push you, but I have feelings for you too, and this confusion of yours is killing me. You have to make a decision."

"I know."

"First you tell me you like me, then you turn me down, now you take me here again, like you're trying to seduce me…"

"I've been an idiot, I'm very aware of that. But I've made that decision you're talking about…"

Colby swallowed, hoping it was what he wanted so much. He just waited, his heart racing inside his chest.

And Charlie spoke. Every word he said seemed to extend in time, like they were in slow motion. "I want you to be here, with me. I don't want you to go home, not right now, not ever. I…," Charlie swallowed now before continuing, because his knees were weak, "I want you to spend the night with me."

Beautiful. Just beautiful. That was the only one word that could describe the way Charlie had pronounced his decision. But still, Colby didn't react; he remained in silence and closed his eyes.

The mathematician started to worry about that. "Colby, are you ok? Why did you close your eyes? You seem to be in pain…"

"I'm just… holding myself… from reaching for you and kissing you. It's hard, but I don't have any idea if you're ready for that yet…" Colby explained, but Charlie cut him off.

"I don't know if I'm ready. But I know I want to do it… right now… because I don't want to keep thinking. If I do, my brain will stop me again from doing what I desire the most."

Now Colby had opened his eyes, and was looking at the mathematician like if he was sweetly hypnotized by those confessions.

"Colby, it's all right. I won't ask you to do anything if you're mad at me for what I said to you before…"

And then Colby reached for him and kissed him, cupping his face. That first butterfly kiss broke the two of them in pieces. When the agent separated a little bit, he watched Charlie breathing hard, his eyes still closed, his cheeks flushed, his lips a little swollen.

"Charlie…"

Charlie took Colby's face between his hands, and still not opening his eyes, he pressed their foreheads together and whispered, "Don't say anything. Don't stop… Don't let me think. I don't want to think. I just… want… to feel you all around me, everywhere... I want to know for sure what this connection means…"

After saying those desperate words, the mathematician opened his eyes, and Colby thought he had never looked like this, like he wasn't a professional at all. He was just standing there, waiting for someone to love him. Waiting for him.

"We could… we could go upstairs," Charlie muttered, and the only sound he heard when he stopped was Colby's breathing and the living room clock ticking.

"Are you…?" the agent started to ask, and the question was 'Are you sure?', but Charlie had shook his head, like he meant he didn't want Colby to ask him that, just in case he freaked out again. "Yeah, Charlie. If you want to do this, and you want it to be in your room, it's more than ok with me… and I promise… I'll do everything I can to make your head spin and forget about your job, your fears and the rest of the world."

Next thing Colby felt was Charlie's lips on his, a little stronger, but still sweet, like he was incredibly thankful for that promise and like he was encouraging him to continue. Then Charlie took Colby's hand and led him upstairs, to his room, in complete silence, not smiling anymore at all, just looking at the agent with warm and wanton eyes.

When they got to the room, Charlie was still holding Colby's hand, caressing it slowly, like if he didn't know how to begin what he knew was coming. He seemed shy, but not too nervous anymore. He had played all his cards, there were no more secrets he needed to keep.

"Colby, I want you to know… that I've never done this before… not with a man," Charlie whispered, trying to guess if Colby would have had sex with a male partner before.

Colby cupped his face and very close to his nose responded "You don't have to worry. I'm… pretty much in the same situation."

That's when Charlie relaxed. They were both amateurs, so there would not be any comparisons there. Just pure and true feelings, nothing else. "Then… what do you prefer…?" he wanted to know, not daring to take the first step now that they were in the situation.

"I could start kissing you… and we could go slow from there," Colby suggested, and his breath was burning Charlie's eyes. "See what happens… I know that whatever it is, it will be amazing."

"I… I…" Charlie started to say, and then saw Colby's green eyes heavy on his, and an electric energy ran through his body. "Yeah. Just kiss me and well see if…"

"I'll guide you through this, I've got a pretty good intuition… so, please, just trust me."

So Colby leaned and kissed Charlie tenderly on the lips, because he wanted to take the time to enjoy this, to admire and absorb the feel and the image of Charlie there, giving in to him completely.

They put their arms around each other very slowly, like they were made of glass. They were gently caressing each other's bodies trying to feel the connection they shared.

When Charlie's legs hit the bed, he and Colby separated a little, still holding each other. When Colby looked at the bed, with all the sheets in a mess, he felt the rush to lay Charlie on it and provide him all the pleasure he had never had with any other human being. He didn't have to wait long. Charlie himself sat on the bed looking at him,. Both of them remained in silence for a moment.

The agent felt his blood going to his cock when Charlie slowly spread his legs. It was such a sexy image: Charlie looking up at him, just waiting. But it was too much for Colby when the mathematician lay on his back on the bed and spread his legs even more, never taking his eyes off of Colby.

It was like Charlie was saying to him, "I'm offering myself to you. Please, take control of this. Take control of my thoughts, take control of my body, it's what I have wanted for so long…"

So Colby ran his palms up and down Charlie's legs, and saw him shiver. It was the rough sensation of a male body that was making the mathematician's start to tremble.

Charlie had his sweatpants on, though. Colby rolled them down Charlie's legs, and while he did it, he could see him breathing heavily, his chest going up and down, the arousal starting to form a bulge in his underwear, without even being touched in that right area.

Colby took his time to get off his own shoes, and gazed down at Charlie. Then he lay down and firmly pressed his body to his lover's. Their flesh felt like burning, even through several layers of clothes. Charlie was really flushed now, and Colby could feel his erection pushing against his, making them both start to want more, and now. They both felt a very heavy desire to kiss each other. However, they wouldn't do it like they did before. Colby caressed Charlie's face and Charlie ran his fingers through Colby's hair, making it spiky.

And slowly, very slowly, the agent leaned down even more, barely opening his mouth, waiting for a response. He got it, way hotter than he expected. Charlie's mouth opened a little and just like that, met his.

There was no kiss yet. This was a sexy teasing game. Charlie's tongue made Colby's lips come apart and then gently ravished every corner of his mouth. Colby just went with it, a little surprised, but definitely more aroused than before.

But the kiss finally came, and it was too deep from the very beginning. To kiss a man, to be with a man, was so different from being with a woman. To caress Charlie's body was more solid and reassuring than anything. And to lick Charlie's lips, to explore his mouth, was so much more… hotter. So damn hot that Colby's heart almost ached.

And then there were Charlie's legs climbing Colby's body and molding around his hips…, and after that, hard solid thrusts that made Colby moan softly.

He pulled away from the kiss immediately, kept himself in a distance of only an inch from Charlie's now swollen lips, and watched him tighten the grip on his hair. Charlie hadn't stop thrusting up for a moment. And he kept doing it, but now he was looking at Colby's reaction to see him like this.

The agent's reaction caught Charlie by surprise. Colby rapidly took off Charlie's t-shirt and throw it away. Then he positioned himself between Charlie's legs and gave him a tender kiss on the corner of his mouth.

It was almost like Charlie's dream. It was like all the signs had been there, surrounded him, telling him that this was actually going to happen. But nothing could have let Charlie know that the real representation would be such an incredible turn-on.

Then Colby ran his palm over Charlie's chest, but didn't touch his nipples. This was a remarkable difference from the dream. Why wasn't he paying any attention to that part of Charlie's body…?

Charlie whimpered when Colby licked his right nipple. The tip of his tongue made Charlie shiver, made his body beg for more.

And Colby was very willing to give it to him. Just like in the dream, he slipped a hand inside the mathematician's boxers and slowly pumped his stiff cock. Charlie closed his eyes, threw his head back, arched his back and moaned deeply.

Colby couldn't resist gazing at him, and when he did, he saw Charlie's throat swallowing. It was asking to be ravished right now. So the agent used lips and tongue to give it proper treatment… and almost immediately, Charlie started to thrust into Colby's palm. Colby also felt Charlie's fingers over his, urging him to stroke him faster and rougher, begging him for it.

Charlie was desperate to fulfill the desire the dream had put in his mind for the entire day. He wanted Colby to please him in every single way, and this was probably the first one of thousands he was hoping for.

He moaned loudly when Colby's hand sped up and stroked his whole length. Surprisingly, Charlie flushed even more when he knew that his cock was leaking, and that Colby was sweetly smearing the precum up and down his shaft. This was too much. Too much of a connection. Too deep, to strong, to intimate to resist.

He needed to breathe out the arousal, so he started thrusting harder into Colby's hand, which insisted with its caresses, wanting Charlie to have his release. After four more thrusts, the mathematician came with a silent scream, not wanting to wake up the neighbors. He felt Colby's hand now caressing him slowly, trying to calm him down.

Charlie had never had an orgasm because of a man before. In fact, he had never had such a scorching orgasm in his life.

When Charlie turned his head he found a very flushed Colby looking down at him with such affection. The agent was admiring him, memorizing the image of him like this, so real and so smoking hot.

But Colby was the one that had give Charlie such pleasure, and even if Charlie was exhausted from the last round, he didn't have a doubt he wanted another one for Colby's happiness. A rush to do terrific things to the agent brought the energy back to Charlie and made him quickly get up and take Colby by his still buttoned shirt.

A desperate mathematician opened it, and the buttons went flying everywhere, landing on the bed, like a proof of how needy there were for each other right now.

Colby didn't have much choice but to let Charlie take off his clothes until he was completely naked. Not that he would have refused, though. Suddenly, Charlie had become a sexual being and had almost ripped his clothes off. And that was the hottest thing to watch: your lover showing you how much he wants you by trying to get as close to you as he can.

Charlie looked Colby in the eye… he wanted to treasure this moment forever. Nothing had been as intense as this encounter, ever. They were both naked, sweaty, with their hair in a mess, heavy eyes on each other, having sex on Charlie's bed.

There was one more thing Charlie needed to do before passing out because of all this beauty he had in the palm of his hand, in front of his eyes. He turned around Colby's body until the agent had his chest against the sheets. Colby didn't know where the hell Charlie had got the energy to make him go that position. But more than anything, he wondered if Charlie wasn't planning on doing something he could regret later.

"Hey… um… we don't have to do this yet, Charlie…" Colby muttered, because he didn't want to make Charlie feel like he was expecting to get to the ultimate climax that night. Although of course, it would be more than welcome. "It's ok to go slow…"

However, he couldn't end his warning, because Charlie caressed his neck and breathed into his hear, saying "Please, Colby. Please, let me do this…please…"

The three "please" were not necessary at all. Charlie's tone was so intimate and desperate, begging Colby to allow him to be inside him, that there was no way for the agent to say "no" to it.

"Yeah, ok… please… do it," Colby whispered, lost in Charlie's heavy breath on his ear. Then the absence of it made him feel the cold of the night. He looked at the pillow he had put under his head to bury his face in it afterwards, just in case. For a few seconds, he only heard Charlie getting something out of under the bed, from a box with contents he could only imagine.

He heard the lube pot being opened and tossed aside, on the nightstand. That meant that Charlie already had slicked his fingers in it, and…

Oh, god. This was like a jolt of life to Colby's body. Just the feeling of the fingers of his lover spreading his cheeks, slipping inside, while Charlie's tongue licked little spots of his back, made him gasp like a mad man.

When Charlie found something a little more solid, he knew what it could be. Not that he had had his own prostate stimulated before, but he had had biology a long time ago and there were some things he remembered pretty well.

He would have to guess how to do it right, though. He made several attempts to hit that sweet spot, and every one of them dragged out a gasp from Colby. When the agent finally jumped on the bed in shock, Charlie knew that was the right way to give him the most incredible pleasure. So he hit Colby's prostate again and again and again, until he knew he couldn't take it anymore. Charlie's cock was erect again, filled with blood like he hadn't had an orgasm like a minute before, and he really couldn't understand how that had never happened with any woman he had been with before.

He had to enjoy it as long as he could. He took his fingers out of Colby's body and positioned himself. He took a firm grip on his lover's hips, guided himself… and then he was inside.

Colby was so damn hot Charlie wanted to stay just like this forever. But then he felt the agent's hips thrusting backwards, eager to have him deeper. So Charlie pulled out and pushed in again, and this time Colby relaxed to have him so close and prepared to be fucked.

Because this was their new reality. They had been waiting to get along that night, and they had done it. They had ending up with Charlie fucking Colby in his bed after a confession, a fight and mutual understanding.

Without taking his eyes of Colby's face, turned to the side, his mouth open, his eyes barely closed, Charlie thrust deep and slow, wanting to remember every single moment of their first time. He wasn't a guy to go straight to the sex after a date, and he was pretty sure that Colby wasn't that kind of guy either. But all the events had led them both here, and sometimes when things happen naturally, it's because they're supposed to be that way.

Colby started to thrust back, wanting to take Charlie even deeper, and this made the mathematician go completely wild. He pushed and pushed and pushed until he felt himself coming all over again inside his lover. He reached for Colby's cock to help him have his release and found that he already had his hand there and was working his length roughly. Between lowered lashes and soft moans, Charlie watched a sweaty and flushed Colby pump his own cock until he came spilling himself over his palm.

Colby laid his hand on the sheets, coming down from his orgasm, not aware of Charlie's gaze on his entire trembling body.

But he had to open his eyes when suddenly his lover grabbed his hand and licked his cum covered fingers. The image of such a sexual Charlie turned him on once more, so he turned around and he kissed the mathematician, who swirled his tongue inside Colby's mouth, eager to share the flavor.

It was so much better than anything they had done before. They embraced a process of experimental nearness that none of them could have imagined a few hours before.

When they experienced their connection on Friday night, it was like the world was being torn apart by the force of it. They didn't know that a phone call would define the implications of their tender, beautiful, fantastically hot love-making.

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