Fire in the Firehouse 4

The two showered for a bit to get their body temperatures up and get a sense of "getting going for the day." Mitch would run over, slap Colby's well-defined bubble-ass, Colby would take the washcloth wad it up and sting Mitch on his ass. Games like this helped get them going and their minds off the impending snow issue.

Colby was done first, he turned off the shower, grabbed his towel and headed off to get dressed. His boyfriend remained getting shampoo out of his hair, calling out,"Go start breakfast babe, I'll be with you in a few." He also wanted to be alone with his thoughts for a moment. Since admitting his sexual attraction to another man, he'd not yet found time to think things over to himself. His life was changing in a way he only dreamed possible.

As the water danced over his well defined body, he got lost in his thoughts. In his mind he began reliving the first intimate moment and the subsequent ones that followed. Naturally his prick grew in response to his erotic memories, but he paid little attention to it. In some respects he was too sexually spent and on the other hand, jacking off wasn't his intent. He began speaking to himself within his mind. "I can't believe it. Well, I can. I always knew inside I'm gay. But who knew? But Colby is so damn amazing and not just sexually. He's everything I've always sought in a lover. He understands me, he pleases me and he understands me-wait, I said that already-HA! But what about family and friends? Those that have known me for years and for life, as well? How will they take to my being in love with another man?" He stood entranced in his thoughts. He pondered them awhile. "Fuck it and fuck them if they don't accept this. I am who I am, and Colby means way too much to me. Sure we've only just gotten together-more or less, guess we do need to make it more official, but fuck those that don't understand and accept. I want this and I want him." He finished up his shower and got out to get dressed.

Meanwhile, Colby was preparing their meal, he, too, lost deep in thought. "Sex with another man. And, am I in love with him? I mean, I don't want to confuse sex with love. My body burns with a fire deep within when I see him, feel him and sense his love. Damn, this is wild. Could he be the man for me, the one I could spend a lifetime in search of? This is incredible. What's craziest, he's down the hall, but I miss him. My body's aching for him. This is nuts. I was like this in high school. What's wrong with me? My God, my dick is hard thinking about him. This is wild! I, I, I love Mitch. Its going to be a big change for my family and friends, but to hell with it. They'll learn to accept and adapt. And to those who don't, they can fuck off. I may never find anyone that loves me as much as I feel Mitch is starting to. There's no way in hell he can't be falling for me."

It wasn't long Colby had their breakfast done. He'd prepared a nice bowl of hot oatmeal, perfect way to begin a day full of enormous storm. Mitch walked up the hall, stopping long enough to glare out the different windows. He saw nothing but an encompassing white mound everywhere he looked. The snow had found its way up to the windows. As he entered the dining area, he heard his lover talking. He knew it had to be a phone call. He silently wondered what it was about. He decided to listen in. He opted not to give the call much thought.

"Yes ma'am, a fellow fireman and myself are snowed in. Uh huh, yes. I see... Do you have any idea when? Hmmm....Understood. Yes, we'll be fine. We're stocked with supplies and the back up generator has kicked in. Well, all right. We'll sit and wait it out. See you then, or close to... Bye..." As Colby hung up the phone, the young man saw his lover before him with a slightly confused look on his face. He knew he'd best explain the call.

"That was the lady, didn't catch her name, that handles the city snow plowing. She said that until the storm eases, there's nothing they can do. And they won't even begin to try to remove some snow until that time. Sad to say, but this place is home until then. I just hope we can mentally deal with it. Plus side, she said the storm should ease by tomorrow night and they're hopeful mid morning the next day they can begin. Us being the fire station puts us top of the list." The cold reality of their predicament was setting in. It was dicey at best. The way this storm was going, it could very conceivably last longer if the system stalled out. Neither man wanted to accept that notion. They knew it best to deal with each hour as it came. But as the moments passed, they both began to think.

Colby sat at the table a few moments, deep in thought. He knew that the more they dwelled on their situation, the easier it would be for cabin fever to set in. He opted to get to know his new lover better. Rather than just sex. If they were going to officially become boyfriends, it was time to delve deeper. They'd spoken before over lunches and doing odd jobs around the station and both had a good chemistry then. But now it was a time to get more personal. "Babe, tell me about you. I mean we've talked before since we both began working here, but I mean tell me what makes you who you are and what you're all about." Mitch went for it. It seemed that he, too, felt the same that it was good to move things beyond the bedroom. He sat and talked, telling of his years growing up-family life, schooling. Friends. Dates. Special moments in his life. Every so often the golden haired heart throb would smile, laugh, nod, whatever was appropriate during the conversation. He'd ask question and really began getting a warm feeling inside from the man he'd expressed his love to over the last countless hours alone. He found himself drawn to the other more and more. The hours seemed to fly by.

Next it was Colby's turn to open up about events in his life as his brown tressed lover sat admiring things about him. His smile, his eyes. How his face would light up as he talked about certain moments and how his faced changed talking about less happier times. He, too, would smile, nod, ask question when the chance was appropriate. The day seemed to by flying by. Every so often they took turns to refill their cups with hot coffee. After a while Mitch put on some milk for hot chocolate. They two men were truly making the best of a bad situation. Both were coming away with a true sense of belonging together. They didn't need to speak on it, it just was and they knew it. How could two people be more right for one another? But it grew more obvious these two gods were sent together by fate. 

After what seemed an eternity, Colby offered, "You know babe, I can't help but feel we're right for one another. This is amazing. Do you feel it, too?" The other pursed his lips, a sexy, guilty smile took form on his sculptured face. It was all that was needed to confirm their want to be together. He continued, "I'm kinda stiff sitting here." He saw the man of his dreams smile, then realized his use of the word stiff. "No, ya goof. Not like that. My ass is numb and legs need to stretch. Plus I was thinking, too....There's the steam room. I'd love to go in there and just relax." Naturally, as if by magic, the two needed to say no more and headed down the hall to the steam room to relax and just wash their cares away. Though neither bothered to say it, the strains of being snowed in was very stressful. Almost claustrophobic. 

They were fortunate to have a steam room. But the area had opted to finance one due to the fact this particular region was dense with trees and with a forrest fire, there were times one would want to just go in a hot steamy room and clear the impurities from their body and lungs. Granted they wore air masks, but just the same smoke from such a fire would blanket a region such as this for days at a time. It was a luxury not afforded to many, but one these two men were determined to make the most of since they were fortunate enough to have it at their disposal.

Mitch proposed an idea upon entering the area. "I think it wise we disinfect this thing first. I don't need any fungus or some weird shit and with us being alone, I want to sit in here naked as the day I was born. Would you get me some Lysol so I can spray it down? Meanwhile, I'll get the hose." He stopped to look his the man his heart swooned for, seeing the look on his face by the use of the word hose. "Oh, give it a rest ya hornball, ya know what I mean!" They burst out laughing over the use of the words with obvious sexual innuendo.

Colby ventured off to get the disinfectant while the other got the hose. Quickly the golden haired stud sprayed the walls and the dual level benches. While his partner turned the water to hot and began spraying down the cleaner. In no time the room was ready. They set the room to steam up. There's was a steam room that omitted a soft scented mist. Neither were quite sure of the smell, but it wasn't mediciny like some. 

As they sat in the room, sans clothing, they began talking about other event. Like what lead them both to joining the fire department and things of that nature. As they stayed in the moist environment, their granite-like bodies were just drenched with water and sweat. Colby laid down, he watched his own chest rise and fall as Mitch spoke to him. Rivlets of the mixed liquids gathered in his belly button. The sparse hairs on his body had either a washed look or were curling up from the moisture. He even subconsciously began fiddling with his cock. The mood in the room was turning erotic. 

Mitch had closed his eyes, back against the wall, legs spread out before him. He could mentally sense the mood shifting in the room as he heard his significant other's breathing pattern change and he said less. Eyes still closed, "Get your hand off there. You certainly can't be horny again," he said teasingly.

He laughed, guilty of being caught. "Well, do you blame me? I mean just smell this room. The mist, our pheromones mixing. The steam is washing it free from our bodies and the scents are dancing about the room. I can't help it handsome, you turn me on and I want nothing more than being in your arms and us in each other's body. And I hate to tell ya, but your cock is just as swollen as mine. Besides, I really don't see there being much else to do. Unless you want to be all 'Ozzie and Harriet' and act like a married couple and go watch TV, I say let's do it." 

The choice of words made young Mitch bust up laughing. "You're a mess, ya know this, right? Ok, but since you instigated this, I'm gunna fuck ya this time. Old fashioned top and bottom." 

His companion said nothing, grabbed his legs by the back of the knees, "Its all yours. All the man-gina you can handle. Oh, but do me a favor," he sarcastically bellowed, "Make sure you suck my cock as you fuck my tight, hairy hole. Its so cliche to let one have all the fun while the other has to jack off. Might as well fuck yourself with a good dildo." The sexual tension and the humor they were sharing was beginning to turn the both on something fierce. 

It was quite a site to behold. These two men were so right for one another it was almost uncanny. The more time they spent, the more they wanted. But it wasn't just sex, it was the bond they were forming that was nothing shy of amazing.

Mitch, again found little resistance entering the tight hole. They were both pretty much loosened up from prior encounters with one another. It stood to reason, they'd gone at it like bunnies since they first began to mess around. The reality was they were both in their sexual prime and had bodies most men would die for and most women would die to get at. But here they were, two hot, gorgeous men falling in love, snowed in within a firehouse, deep within the breathtaking Sierras. He leaned over, sucking the other deep within his mouth. He managed to intake a pretty sizable amount and was enjoying the feeling of sucking cock while fucking tight ass.

It didn't take long, naturally, as the two men had formed such a familiarity for one another to reach their peeks. Colby was first to empty his balls deep into the darkest parts of the man he loved. "Oh God this is hot. Yeah, baby. Take my hot load. Uhhh, ohhh, fuck yeah, that's right! Swallow my savory seed!" 

The adorable Colby was spent, feeling overjoyed at the sexual satisfaction. His heart was racing, body tingling from the sensations as the sensations seemingly tore through his muscular body. Slowly his body was coming down from the sexual roller coaster it'd just been on.

The spasaming hole was taking on a life of its own as Mitch found his heavy nuts couldn't hold back from the added pressure being placed on his magnificent and sizable cock. His spastic tool was beginning to unleash its firey wrath inside the deep chambers of his lover. He threw back his head, and screamed as loud as he could, "Oh baby, your man-pussy feels so sonofabitchin good! Oh lover, God help me you're fuckin hot as hell!" It was mouthful to be unleashed in such a moment of pleasure, but the orgasm was that intense.

No sooner had the brown haired god released his DNA inside Colby's lustful body, it happened. There was a CRUNCH-SNAP-CRASH! The two young men froze. Their bodies went from pure sexual pleasure to being scared shitless. They reacted without speaking, grabbed their robes and flew down the hall, looking in every room along the way. They got to the living room to see a pine tree had very casually invited itself inside the station. They stood dumbfounded, puzzled what to do next.

Mitch was deeply enraged and pissed off. "What the fuck? How the fuck we supposed to deal with this? We can't even get our asses out the fuckin' door and now Mother Nature has invited her happy ass in here. Well, this is just fuckin' great!" Colby was more puzzled, rationalizing what they could do.

"Babe, let's think this through rationally. We can't panic. We have to think quick about this." Colby wasn't sure how Mitch would react to his choice of words. The silence put him on edge.

Mitch refrained from making this Colby's problem or seem like it was his fault. He fought back the urge to snap off in his furor, but he composed himself with still enough worry in his voice. "Hun, I know. But this is serious. We could freeze to death now. What the fuck can we do?" Mitch was slowly settling down, but the fact that they needed to address this right now was getting to them both. They had to think fast on their feet.

The snow was pounding down hard on the area still and now some of it was forcing its way inside. The two men knew they'd need to get dressed and get the issue under control. Mitch offered, "Sweetheart, we need to get dressed and get out and get this tree out of here and fast. And I think I have a plan."

Colby half sensing his boyfriend's intentions followed behind as Mitch raced up the hall to get dressed. "Right behind ya boss," he remarked humorously trying to lighten the mood. "I think I know what you're thinking and its gunna be tough, but I think we can do it."

With that, they were down the hall to get dressed. They had their work cut out for them, but being trained as they were, it could get done, they hoped.

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