Kiss Me, Lab Rat

Jim and Gil both drove up within moments of each other to the home they shared. Each had run a few errands on the way home.

Once they were inside and finished with the ritual and chores of getting home, their attention turned to each other.

"Jim, juice or coffee?" Gil called out from the kitchen as his lover had yet to join him there.

Jim answered "juice" as he slid into the stool at the counter.

It was Gil's week to fix the meals and Jim had clean-up duty in the kitchen. Jim smiled as he watched Gil cook. "So what makes you think you'll have me begging?" He ventured.

Gil looked up, smiled then his attention went back to the cooking. "You'll see after breakfast. What happened at the meeting? You were back at my office awfully quick."

"For a change it was someone else that's in the fire. Seems the Chief just presumed it was me. When I walked into the office, the person that was making the complaint just looked at me then back at him. Next he asked who the hell I was. So the Chief sent me home." Jim smiled at Gil staring at him, "eggs are going to burn."

"So who is in the fire?"

"Don't know and I don't care as long as it's not us." A moment later the plate was placed in front of Jim and Gil took the seat next to him. Jim leaned over and looking his lover in his bright blue eyes, kissed him, murmuring, "Thanks, love you."

They ate the food in the quiet comfort of their home letting the world of work drift away.

"So, it seems to me that you should be the one to beg." Jim took a sip of his juice.

"And what makes you think that? I told you that I would have you begging when we were in my office, remember James?" Gil twisted his stool so he now faced Jim.

"But that was after you refused to go to the supply room with me and the phone rang. I said then that you owed me one, remember my love." Jim leaned in for a kiss.

Gil just answered him with a breath stealing, toe tingling kiss then broke it off sliding off the stool.

When Jim got his breath back, "I'll be there as soon as I get the dishes taken care of."

"I'll be waiting," Gil headed out of the kitchen continuing to their bedroom.

While Jim took care of the kitchen, Gil readied the bedroom. The bag was opened and the new oil pulled out and set in easy reach for later. The bedding was pulled back. The new feathery soft bindings were tied into the rings on the bedposts and laid out of sight but within easy reach for Gil. The black-out curtains pulled closed and the mood light turn on to the softest setting Gil then added a soft flow of music. Finally he made it to the bathroom and turned on the shower, his clothes shed as he arranged the bedroom. Jim walked in the room to find Gil brushing his teeth. Jim joined in brushing his before he joined Gil in the shower.

Jim lay down on his stomach in the middle of the bed after the shower. Gil climbed on after him, picked up the oil and poured some into his hand. Gil warmed the oil before gently rubbing it on his lover's back. Gil's hands worked the tightness out of Jim's muscles, each area given total attention. This continued until Gil heard the even breaths of sleep coming from Jim. Gil then moved tying each wrist and ankle with a binding.

Next Gil returned to continue the massage only moving now to the fun part of it, the part that would soon have James begging Gil for his release. Gil poured more oil into his hands warming it just as he had done before. His hands move down from the small of his lover's back and over his ass. Then down the crack sliding down and over the hole continuing to the balls before making the return trip. Gil's oiled hands traveled over his lover's body teasing it awake. Soon Gil could hear the change in breathing as he continued the teasing. His fingers would push lightly on the anus with each trip past it, adding just a bit more pressure each time.

The soft moan told Gil it was time to move on. This time he added a little more oil and when he reached the anus he pushed the tip of his finger in. Pulled the finger out and dipped into the oil in the palm of his other hand. He continued this for several minutes until almost all the oil was used, letting the rest drip down the crack as he held the cheeks apart. Gil now pushed his finger farther into the hole and back out. Fucking his lover's hole with his finger until he heard the change in the breathing and moans that told him Jim was awake. Now he added another finger, continued the slow finger fucking. As his lover's sounds again changed in tone he smiled and added a third finger. Jim's noises quickly changed to words and moans with Jim's body bucking to meet the fingers.

"Gil…cock…Gilll…cock"

Jim tried to push himself up and looked at his wrist when couldn't moved his arms or legs. Slowly he realized that he was tied up and knew what he had to do. The words came out in a broke string of sound interlaced with moans and panting breaths.

"Gil…please… fuck me"

"But lover what do you think I'm doing." Gil had gone back to just sliding two finger in and around then out of his lover's ass.

"pleasse…your…cock"

Gil couldn't help himself, he grinned as he pulled out his fingers so he could slick his cock with the oil, "you want to touch my cock."

"Nooo" Jim had to fight to put the words together, "I want your cock in my ass, nooowwww." His head was down in the pillows, so he hadn't seen his lover shifting to give him just what he wanted, no needed, so desperately.

Gil had slid his cock all the way in as Jim had said the last word. It came out of Jim as more of a moan then word. Gil smiled at the sound. A moment later Jim bucked then Gil pulled almost all the way out before slowly sliding back in. Gil set a slow pace using his body to help hold Jim down. Jim pulled at the ties as he tried to find leverage to push back on his lover. Trying hard to impale himself on the cock, but he couldn't get the leverage he needed. Once more Gil's words spoken in the office, told Jim what he needed to do.

Jim gasped and moaned out the message, a battle won with each word that escaped. "Gil…please…faster…harder…deeper…please…need…to…cum…now…I'm…begging"

Gil picked up the pace as he heard the word. He was also close, as his body drove Jim into the bed. Then Gil shot his hot fluid into his lover, driving Jim over the edge. Gil clasped onto his lover as the orgasmic quakes flowed through their bodies.

Finally, when he could move again Gil withdrew and gently untied his lover, checking each wrist and ankle for any abrasions. Finding none he moved to the bathroom and cleaned himself up before returning with a warm washcloth. He cleaned his love up then gently urged Jim to move over and off the dirty top sheet.

Jim watched it all with sleepy hooded eyes, as his love first checked him over then cleaned them up without protest. "We're good, now come to bed."

Gil whispered as Jim curled against his back, "I told you I would make you beg."

They both fell into a deep satisfied sleep with Jim holding Gill close to him.