Fire in the Firehouse 18 : (From Mikey)

Mitch swallowed hard, uncertain where this was going next. He couldn't wait to find out though. Colby reached in his night stand and pulled out some flavored lube, a blindfold, and some soft rope. "Oh, yeah baby. I'm taking you to heaven and back." He began tying his lover's wrists to the bedposts. He tied knots that if need be he could easily get out, but firm enough for control. He then went down and tied his legs the same way at the ankles. There was already a pillow under Mitch's back. His hairy man hole glared at the room around and sat there almost asking what was coming next. 

Colby squirted a heavy glob of the lube onto his fingers and then began rubbing it in. Mitch was taken aback when Colby leaned over and began blowing cool air on it. Suddenly the gel began warming up. It was causing blood to engorge the flesh and the sensation was pure ecstasy. He could hardly fathom what was happening. In a bold and daring move Colby reached under the bed and pulled out a decent size wooden box. He made sure Mitch saw this before blindfolding him. There were dildos of all shapes, sizes and colors in it. Mitch gulped heavily. "Ok, yeah. See, this is all new. Failed to tell me something I see. Well, this could be fun, or painful." He was nervous, hoping Colby hadn't flipped out or something, especially in light of where he was emotionally the night before. Mitch naturally had cause for concern.

Colby remarked, "Don't worry, I've buried those demons. Its not like I flipped out, there was just too much on my plate and it all came to a head last night. I've dealt with it now. Now, how's about some fun?" He smiled coyly.

Mitch pursed his lips, taking in his lover's words and accepting them for what they were worth. He relaxed a bit more and used his power of empathy to scan his lover. Everything seemed to be fine. He got no indication of things being amiss. But, then again, he wasn't exactly a doctor. It would bare watching to see if any changes came to pass. For now, he thought, I'll enjoy this. I could use a good fuck session.

Mitch peered deep into the box and gazed at the various toys. Colby wasn't going to exactly allow Mitch to pick which one would invade his body, but by the same token felt it fair to at least give his lover a glimpse. He saw reds, blues, greens, purples, clear, flesh, midnight black. Various shapes and sizes. He had quite the collection. "What'd ya do? Join the fake- schlong-of-the-month club?" Colby let out a heartfelt belly laugh.

"Oh, these? Nah. I've just been ordering them as I see ones I like. And knew when the time was right we'd use them. Plus I think we remember the ice cream and Kool-Aid fun. It was my turn for some shock value." He then proceeded to lift up a compartment lid and revealed some anal beads. "If ya liked the fake cocks, get a load of these." Silence filled the room.

"Yeah, ok, this is new. Anal beads." His words hung heavy in the air, hoping his lover would give some input on his vision. "What am I, your sexual guinea pig?" The tone in his voice was mixed, though more calm than worried. He was in part, intrigued. It seemed promising. But he was hopeful his man would go easy on him. Colby's cock was one thing, some of these toys were another all together. He wasn't sure if he could fathom accommodating some due to their size. Time would tell.

Colby leaned in and began kissing kiss lover. He couldn't get enough. He'd totally engulfed his mouth, the moved on into a deep, wet, heavy french kiss. He literally sucked the other's tongue straight from his mouth and willed it into his own. Colby savored the minty toothpaste. He took notice as he laid on his lover. He felt his cock had become wet, a precursor of what was to come, or cum as the case would be. He took notice how the other man's nipples were engorged and erect. He made sure to give them some much-needed attention. He ran his hands gently, yet with vigor and control through his partner's bush, bringing the nerve endings together. He then journeyed into something he'd done many times to himself in the past while jerking off. He grabbed Mitch's bush firm and tight, then began to pull on them at the base of his cock, just to the point of hurting. Mitch sprung up. "Oh, Dear God! What was THAT!" He laid back down right away, his heart racing. He'd never felt something like that before. Colby repeated the act, first around his asshole, then his bush again, then his hairy (arm) pit bush. Mitch was stunned. He couldn't believe the intense eroticism of the experience. It was nothing shy of amazing. 

He spoke to his still-silent lover. "That is incredible. Oh, my God! You've been holding out on me? I can't believe that. Its amazing. I, I, I'm speechless." Colby shot his lover a wicked, sinister smile. He knew the feeling all too well. He'd experimented that very act on himself plenty of times. It was such a rush. 

Colby was making sure his lover was fully relaxed and willing to let himself go. To give fully of himself. He wasn't going to hurt his lover, but he wanted to take their love making a step further. He wasn't heavily into bizarre stuff, but a little kink was nice. He hated the thought of being called vanilla. "Oh, this? I've been tugging my pubic hairs all over for ages. It gets the nerve endings flowing with blood. I'm sure there's a medical explanation for it, but hell if I know what it is. Just feels so damn good." He went back to kissing his lover. 

A few minutes passed. The lighter haired man wasn't into poppers, that kind of scene did nothing for him. But he had a plan. He reached in the drawer of his night stand, which was rather deep. He pulled out a bottle of whiskey. "Take a few swigs. It'll take the edge off when I penetrate you. It helps relax the muscles." Mitch willing did what he was asked. He didn't want to balk, he wanted to really give fully of himself.

Once satisfied the edge was off, the wheat color-haired man went between his lover's legs, parted them and slid in his own swollen, drippy cock. He inserted only the head and began fucking him. He was careful to only fuck him with the head and the most minimal amount of shaft. He wanted the shaft action to be from the toys. Mitch was going crazy. He began spewing out words of passion and lust. He was spewing erotic obscenities. "Fuck my hairy man-pussy you sex-starved whore! Pound me deep cum-slut! That's right, make me your man-whore!" Colby was sucking in the vulgarity. A few times he was so turned on and brought so close, he had to institute using Kegels to tighten down on the muscles to keep from blowing his seed.

They went at it for close to ten minutes. Colby couldn't hold back any longer, removed his cock and slammed a plastic cock deep inside his lover. It was a red one, it looked like it was made of crystal. "Oh, yeah...Look at that thing disappear in that ass. Mmm, look at it. It, like you, is beautiful. Your ass is eating that toy alive. Your pussy is milking it. Oh, baby, look at your ass get bred by that thing. C'mon fucker, take it all lover, take it all." Mitch couldn't respond. The toy was a bit longer and thicker than his lover. He was biting his lip, a few tears had escaped. By all rights his pucker was trying to expel the foreign invader. But the man attached to it wanted to fight that urge and will it back inside himself. He was pretty much gone, not too acutely aware of his other senses. The one thing that stumbled across his mind was the fact his dick was soaked and his bush as well. He thought for a second the anal action had caused him to pee on himself. Then he justified it to himself it was precum. Never in his life had he leaked so much. The savory, sappy nectar was drooling everywhere. Colby saw it, too.

A few minutes zipped by, Mitch couldn't get the images of his cock leaking so much out of his head. He reached down with his index, middle and ring fingers, made a scoop motion and managed to snag a sizable wad of the clear liquid, brought it to his mouth and ingested the nectar from his body. Colby reacted, "Oh, yeah fucker. That's so fuckin hot watchin ya eat your own sap. That's 'cause your fucker's pounding your pussy so hard and deep. 

Mitch cried out, "I need a bigger one, NOW!" Colby happily obliged and plunged an electric green one in his lover. This particular one had to be about eleven inches long by at least seven thick. Mitch was rolling over the bed like a man possessed. 

The thing that stuck out, which wasn't easy, seeing how far gone his body was, just a few hours earlier this man had been on the verge of ending it all. He was still a bit apprehensive. In the back of his mind he was concerned his lover needed to see a doctor. And this new behavior just hours later was a bit concerning. He kept his guard up, but at the same time he couldn't help to submit his body to the attention being paid to it.

About two hours passed. Colby had cum twice without even touching his cock. he was so aroused that it spewed twice on its own and he didn't even direct where the load shot. A good portion flew onto his lover's body which was either used in their love making, or he licked up as he made his way around his lover's gorgeous and defined body. The room reeked with manliness and hormones. It hung on the air like the fog had the Golden Gate Bridge the night before. It was a deep, handsome smell-musky and strong.

Soon after they were both spent and fell asleep cuddling as close as humanly possible. They were intertwined and had passed out into a deep sleep, their bodies at ease and devoid of any ill emotions. It felt good at long last to find a sense of ease. Little did they know what was coming their way next. Car doors were opening and people they would soon have personal business with would be at their door. Neither willing to be imposed upon after finding some alone time after so long. 

There was commotion, bustling, and a sense of purpose to these people. One more so than the other acted as the leader calling the shots and directing the others to get things for the job they were there to do. A soft voice spoke, "We must act now before its too late. We can't let them know we're here. It'll ruin the element of surprise, and its imperative we have the element of surprise on our side, they won't be expecting us and have no time to react. Too bad if they've not prepared. The time has come and they need to get serious, or else. We've given them enough time and they can't seem to do what they need, so now we'll deal with them on our terms." Mitch stirred, hearing something, his heart began to race as it made more sense. He began shaking. He had to wake his lover up if they were to make it through.

Having been out for a few hours, Cory was ready to head home. He hoped he'd given his brother and his brother's lover adequate time alone. He longed to have again what they had for one another. His mind scurried to images of Bret again. He mumbled, "I miss you so badly Bret."

As he sat, finishing his coffee, reading the paper he was startled to hear a voice. "Morning. Nice day to sit out and have a cup of coffee. Sorry, couldn't help but overhear you say you miss someone badly." Cory was caught off guard. He gazed up, blocking the sun's glare from his eyes. The person continued. "Its quite all right. This area is synonymous for being gay friendly..." The words stayed there. There was something oddly familiar with this. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't be certain.

***To be continued*** Guys, the series is close to ending. Review now and suggest if you want the story to end a certain way! I'm open to making sure everyone sees what they want for these beloved characters.