Fire in the Firehouse Part 7

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

As Colby entered, his mouth dropped. "Oh my God, bro! This is incredible. I can't believe this. You're so fuckin' good to me. God blessed me when He brought us together. I can't put it into words... Incredible... You did all this and for me. Well, for us." He stared around the room taking it all in. There was so much to take in. And then there was the added piece that Mitch had included. He knew then that's what his lover meant by dessert. He knew inside the night was going to be one hot night. The thing that briefly entered his mind, How the hell would they look at the photo shoot the next day. They might be going at it for an awfully long time. Especially with dessert.

Mitch stood there, smiling. He was moved that his time and effort were being so well received. The adoration made his labor that much more worth it. He worked hard on their room to fill it with things of a luxury hotel. Not that Mitch couldn't afford it, but he didn't want to spoil Colby like that. Not that he didn't want to, but because he didn't want to make the other feel insignificant. In all fairness, Colby wasn't exactly poor, just came from a more modest family.

As Colby took in the amazing room he singled things out. Mitch had changed the sheets and added midnight blue silk sheets. He'd taken white rose petals, made a heart and in red petals wrote, "I love you." There was a bottle of champagne resting in an ice bucket chilling. Mitch had sprayed a soft, musky scent throughout the room. 

Music played softly in the corner of the room. The music was a mixed, personally burned CD of romantic songs. There were several candles burning, rather big in size. They'd not soon burn out. The candles were all dark colors, unscented. Blue, black, hunter green, deep purple, dark red, and to give contrast, two off white ones. Real manly colors. On Colby's pillow, a box of See's candies-soft centers. See's, his absolute favorite. But those weren't even dessert.

Mitch was smiling, wondering if Colby had yet seen the dessert he'd talked about. Then, like that, it hit him. There was a gallon of cookie dough ice cream from Cold Stone. Mixed with fudge, brownies, and chocolate chips. A true chocolate sin. And was their favorite flavor, both of them. That alone added to the specialness of it all.

Mitch coyly smiled, "I had that shipped here on dry ice. Thing is babe, dessert's on you." It was the way Mitch said that. It arose a suspicion in Colby's mind. He tried to wrap his mind around that. He wasn't sure how to take that.

"Run that by me again...On me? How do I take that." A sexy grimace washed over his face. He began to blush. He thought he knew what it meant, but didn't want to just assume. The more he thought about it, the more sense it began to make.

"Just how it sounds honey. You'll be lying flat, and I'll be scooping small scoops of it on your body and I will proceed to devour it and your body. I love you and I intend to rock your world. Hell, I'm going to shake your very foundation tonight. Oh, but before that, I think ya might want to look in the bathroom. More specifically the step-down tub. And in fairness, there's enough for you to reciprocate."

Colby silently followed Mitch's words. As he entered, he saw that Mitch had fulfilled his oldest sexual fantasy. He'd always wanted to make love in tropical punch Kool-Aid. There, in the tub was the fantasy come true. His mouth dropped, literally. He was speechless. A tingle shot up his spine, he felt his cock stir in his jeans.

Mitch spoke up. "I've been dying to make your fantasy come true forever now. Ever since we confessed our secret desires its been in my heart to make it your reality. The temperature is perfect. I think it wise we shower first, get all the gross stuff off us first, then hit the tub. I've even laid out a towel so that our feet remain clean. I plan on licking the sweet juice off your body and I'm gunning to taste it from your tight, hairy hole. I'm getting massive wood here, I think we need to shower, now." He was getting equally turned on just knowing he was going to make love to the man of his dreams in a way he'd dreamed of for so long.

They both began disrobing rapidly. The urge to get into this created scene was driving them both mad with lust. Both men had been dressed in jeans and long sleeve tee shirts. Mitch blue jeans and a dark green shirt, Colby blue jeans and a black one.

Colby had on his 2Xist underwear. He loved the midrise. Especially how they held his package and showed off his manly contours. He's gotten Mitch out of boxers and into the same kind as he. As he put it, "All men these days are into this boxer/boxer brief craze. They might be comfy, but they don't do shit for a man's bulge and balls in nice pants." That fact alone sold Mitch into switching to midrise.

The two hunks had disrobed. The urge to make love was over coming them at a mind numbing speed, but they fought back those urges. With bodies like theirs, it wasn't easy to fight back temptation. Especially when so in love. Even in the shower they held off. Not that they wanted to, but the tub was ready and waiting for them.


They sauntered over to the tub and slowly immersed themselves in the sticky-sweet fluid. It was so erotic for them both. They began passionately kissing. The sugar in the Kool-Aid was making them sticky naturally and that just heightened the intensity. The took turns scooping up the liquid in their hands, and allowed it to slowly stream down the other's body. They'd arch their heads back, and the red substance would trickle down their sizable muscles until it returned to the small pool of the same liquid. Then they'd lean in and lick the sweetness off the other. Lips, cheeks, pecs, arms, nipples, anywhere and everywhere. It was quite intense. Most any gay man would give most anything to be part of all this. It was quite a spectacle to behold.

Colby asked Mitch to stand up. "I want you to stand and I want to suck the Kool-Aid off your cock and suck it out of your bush. I want to taste the magic of this moment fresh from your heavenly body. I need to be with you in this moment as close and as passionately as I can be right now." Mitch complied instantly. Their hearts were racing in earnest, every nerve in their respective bodies felt as though they were all tied into one. Mitch's body shuddered and he grew weak in the knees each time Colby poured more of the mock juice on his muscular frame. His pucker tightened and relaxed in time with the waves of passion washing over him and the fact that the liquid was a bit cooler and the sensations were just overwhelming, but at the same time erotic. He was spellbound. He was his lover's love-slave for the taking.

This game continued for a while when Colby had a brilliant idea. "I want you to shoot your hot wad of jizz in my mouth while I hold some of the Kool-Aid in my mouth. Kind of like a sweet and sour sauce. Then I want to share it in a kiss with you." Those words alone shot through Mitch like an arrow through water. His balls tightened, his mouth formed a sly grin, he felt his balls wince a bit in response. The way Colby spoke, the emotion in his voice, filled with lust and desire, it wouldn't be long and he'd have no choice but to unload his sappy-man-cream in the other stud's oral cavity.

Colby leaned down in the tub, sucked a fair amount in his mouth and then went back to sucking Mitch's beautiful cock. He focused on the head and as well as the frenulum-thin strip of flesh on the underside of the penis that connects the shaft to the head. He knew there were plenty of nerve endings there and the more attention he paid to this area, the faster his lover would orgasm. He reached down, dipped his middle finger in the liquid to wet it and slipped the juicy digit inside the darkest, most private part of his lover. 

All this attention to his nether regions was quick to help Mitch explode. "Oh, Dear God, baby. Yes. Fuckin A yes. The feels so fuckin good. Ah, shit yeah!" He released a volley of his seed and once Colby was satisfied his man was spent, he broke off his cock and was quick to meet in the passionate kiss he'd promised. They stood, muscles touching, treasure trails intermixing, bodies seemingly on fire with wanton passion sharing the mixture, their skin slippery and slighty sticky. Their blood in their respective bodies feeling hot as lava, but in a good sense. The taste of cum mixed with Kool-Aid was mind numbing. A few fleeting moments passed, they had to sit down in the tub. The were over come with a vicious, all consuming greed for one another.

Without a spoken word, Mitch motioned Colby to lift his torso out of the juice-like mixture, his ass globes wet, sticky and sweet. He had to eat his lover's sweet, hairy, tasty pucker. He spread the mounds apart and buried his tongue as deep into his lover as he could. Colby's ass ring was tightening around the invading predator. Almost refusing entrance until the man it was attached to relaxed long enough to allow the probing unit to explore deeper. Mitch silently wished his tongue was much longer to delve deeper. The taste, the muskiness and the sweetness were fierce. Mitch broke off, "Baby, you've no idea. We'll definitely have to repeat this some time. Its beyond belief. The taste, the power and control. I just can't ease off. I'm on fire for you."

When the sweetness was gone, he'd scoop more and return it to its former tasty state. The tastes of ass and tropical punch were driving him mad. Colby secretly wondered if his lover was damned and determined to split him apart. He'd never been rimmed with such intensity in his entire short time with Mitch. Mitch was overcome with almost a rimming rage. His tongue darted, probed and practically excavated his lover's hole. Their fucking was at a fever pitch, a porn director would've thrown caution to the wind and just let things happen had they been on a set. No one would believe this if they'd been there. It was that intense.

Colby wasn't able to hold back long. His lover's ministrations were driving him crazy. Thing was, Mitch didn't even touch his lover's throbbing, veiny tool. He allowed it to bob and pulsate freely. He wanted him to shoot with his cock untouched and he continued being a slave to his lover's fuck chute. "God baby, where'd you learn to eat ass like this? You're fuckin drivin me wonky. God, it ain't gunna be long nowwwwwwwww....Ohhhhh, ahhhhh, wowwwwww, daaaaammmnnn." He was caught off guard. His cock began spitting his juice all over from deep within his well defined loins. "Damn, stud. What in the hell was that all about?"

Mitch said nothing. Colby's wad had shot everywhere. In the tub, the floor, down the tub. Half way over to the shower. The attention his boyfriend gave his hole drove him purely over the edge. His body had been slammed to the hilt with a massively, almost unimaginable experience. They both collapsed in the red water and were breathless. Their hearts raced furiously, almost begging to escape their chests. 

Mitch lifted his leg, with his big toe, clicked the drain down for the Kool-Aid to drain. "We need a bath here baby, let me run some water, rinse it out and then we'll sit here and clean up. But we have to save our energies. We still have dessert waiting for us in the other room. And there are a few more surprises waiting for us, too." 

They cuddled as close as they could. Mitch held Colby tightly against his chest, back resting against the tub. They were spent, but relaxed and so highly in tune with one another. Their minds raced, individually replaying what had just transpired. Mitch reached over for one of Colby's surprises. He'd managed to make some fresh Starbucks coffee at home, hid it in the bathroom. Colby knew about the coffee, but was clueless to the brand. Mitch knew the caffeine would help them liven up for their next go around. He'd gotten some stunning plastic cups, a crystal blue color. They repositioned themselves, took their cups and with the light the candles were making which set the tone, they locked arms, stared in one another's eyes and offered their drinks to one another. They'd not just fucked, they'd made love and now were embracing romance. Something many would say was dead in the world. 

Colby smiled at Mitch and then said, "Soon as this coffee kicks in and we wash the stickiness off, I think I'll be ready for dessert, or should I say be dessert? My mouth is watering for some of that ice cream and its starting to water for you, too."

Mitch smiled and responded, "I know the feeling baby, I feel the same as you. And what you've seen is only half the fun." A devilish smile brushed over his face. You'll just have to wait and see." He left it there, words hanging, filled with mystery and sexual tension.

***To be continued.***

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