Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Valentine's Day Short Story OUT TODAY
“Chocolate-Coated Reunion” by Berengaria Brown
Matt has arranged to meet Jake for Christmas Eve drinks after work. Matt has hopes this will be the start of a relationship for them. But his boss, Clauson, drops a huge pile of work on his desk at the last minute and he misses the last bus home.As well as having kept Jake waiting so long, he now discovers he’s left his wallet and cell phone on his desk in his rush to catch the bus.
Jake refused to talk to him or forgive him. As Valentine’s Day approaches Matt is determined to reconnect with Jake. But is Jake too hurt and disillusioned to forgive him?
No matter how many times Jake told himself not to get his hopes up, to keep his expectations low so he couldn't get hurt again, he couldn't stop his heart beating faster every time he thought about meeting Matt. His cock was as hard as a rock, pushing the front of his jeans out of shape, and his hands were sweaty with tension despite the cold air.
First he told himself to stay home until at least noon, so he wouldn't be the one sitting alone, waiting for hours at the bar. Then he told himself he'd stay out in the parking lot until ten after twelve before entering Benny's. But despite all his arguments with himself here he was, standing in the doorway at ten before noon.
And there was Matt, sitting at a table for two by the window, his arm raised in a wave to catch Jake's attention.
Jake's face split wide in a grin and his feet started walking of their own volition. Jake told himself to act cool, walk slowly, don't smile, don't be over-eager, but his body wasn't listening.
Matt stood up and pulled Jake into a full body hug. Jake could feel Matt's erection grinding against his. Shit, they were both hugely aroused. How could that be? This was their first date. Well, the first date they'd both attended anyway.
Jake sank into his chair, unable to break off eye contact with Matt. The man was beautiful, his face flushed, his eyes sparkling and filled with lust. Just exactly the way Jake was feeling, too.
In fact, his cock was trying to drive a hole in his pants to get out and play. He really needed to get a grip on himself. That or undo his zipper to give his equipment room to move.
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