Michael and Ian (part One)

Michael jogged along through Phoenix Park, in Dublin, the sweat pouring down his face and neck only to spread out over his tight, white T-shirt which hugged his hard, chiseled pecs. His dark grey jogging trousers fit snuggly over his luscious bubble arse but, you would only notice if you were jogging directly behind him. Today he was wearing his lucky black, high cut briefs underneath the trousers in the hopes that he would (perhaps) run into someone special.

He often came here to jog, driving the 2 hours from Belfast that it took to get here, because the park was large, beautiful and offered a tranquility that a business man, such as himself, often needed. Plus, it also boasted the hottest men! But, at 6’1, 183lbs, with a 47 inch chest (smooth), he had often been told that he was pretty damn hot himself. He reached up briefly and smoothed back his brown hair which was once more threatening to cover his blue eyes.
He’d been jogging along now for almost 2 hours and the strain was beginning to show on his beautiful baby face. Just 5 more minutes, he thought to himself, and then he’d head back to his car to start the long journey home again.

As he rounded the last bend in the road, he wasn’t quite looking up, he felt himself (suddenly and without warning) slam into somebody coming from the opposite direction.

“Oh shit!” He said outloud as he fell backwards to the ground.
As he sat up, his eyes fell upon the person (the wall??) that he ran into. The first thing he saw were two strong muscular calves that rose gracefully into two tight corded thighs. From there his gaze fell on a tapered waist. Around the waist were a pair of dark blue shorts. From there (going up) Michael could make out a flat, hard stomach but, only because the tank top the man was wearing had lifted up somewhat to reveal it. The rest of the tank top was a tight fit around the persons chest. He knew it was tight because he could make out two protruding nipples through the material.. The man had long black hair that almost cascaded around his shoulders and two of the most beautiful brown eyes that he’d ever seen in his life. His face was classic. He was either of hispanic descent or asian descent, or perhaps, maybe black and hispanic. He couldn’t quite decide. The man looked down at him anxiously and held out his hand to help him up. Michael reached for it and felt himself being pulled to his feet by a very strong grasp. When he was standing before this vision of lovliness, he couldn’t help but stare. The guy was fucking hot!

“Are you alright then?” The stranger asked. “I really do apologise. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”
“I’m fine,” Michael said lightly. “Nothing bruised but my pride.”
“God I’m glad for that. My name is Ian.” Once more, he stuck his hand out which Michael grasped firmly and they shook in greeting.
“I’m Michael and it’s really my fault Ian. I wasn’t watching where I was going…in fact…I was looking down.”
“Well,” Ian smiled. “As long as you’re sure you’re ok…I’d hate to be the cause of damaging anything on so fine a speciman as yourself.”
Michael paused briefly. Did he just hear correctly? “W-Well,” he stammered. “I don’t know about that but, you on the other hand, are quite easy on the eyes.”
He waited as Ian looked down quickly, then looked up and smiled. “Now that we have the mutual admiration society established, how about coming back to my flat for a beer?”

Michael didn’t hesitate. This was, after all, why he wore his lucky black, high cut briefs. “Sure,” he replied calmly. “I’ll just follow you along in my car.”
“Great then!” Ian beamed with pearly white teeth. “I live close by and I’m parked just right around the bend there.”
“This just keeps getting better,” Michael smiled. “So am I.”

They walked along, quietly at first, and then started talking about inconsequential things such as work, home, favorite hobbies and so on and so forth. When they came to the parking lot, neither one of them was to surprised at that point to find that Michael was parked directly behind Ian.
“The stars must be in our favor,” Ian laughed lightly. “You just get behind the wheel and follow me home; I promise I won’t drive to fast.”
“Ok,” Michael smiled. He climbed into his car, and switched it on. Nothing! It didn’t even make the odd clicking sound to let him know that an engine was still there! He tried it again. Again nothing. By this time Ian had started his car and was preparing to pull away when Michael started beeping his horn behind him. He stopped his car, climbed out and walked to Michaels car.

“What’s wrong mate?” Ian asked.
“My car won’t start,” Michael replied none to happily.
“Well you’re in luck then! I’m a mechanic so, pop the hood!”
Michael popped the hood as Ian walked around the front of the car. He disappeared for a few moments and then poked his head around the corner. “Ok then,” he called. “Try it again!”

Michael turned the key and this time the engine coughed but didn’t completely turn over.
Ian slammed the hood down and walked over to Michael’s open window. “Looks like you can use a new starter. Why don’t you lock it up and climb in with me. We’ll come back for it later.”
Michael sighed but quickly agreed. He rolled the window up, climbed out and locked the car up tight. Then he walked to the other side of Ian’s car and climbed into the front seat just as Ian got in behind the wheel.
“Right then,” Ian smiled. “We’re off!”

As he pulled away, Ian explained that he lived just 3 blocks away and they were likely to run into some traffic. “That’s ok,” Michael smiled warmly. “I rather like the company.”

“Yeah,” Ian replied quietly. “So don’t I.” He reached across the seat and slowly placed his hand on Michael’s crotch. Startled, Michael looked down but relaxed as Ian’s hand found his cock and started rubbing him gently through his trousers. As his cock hardened and lengthened, Ian gasped as it grew under his ministrations.

“It’s…uh…it’s…wow,” Michael gasped. “It’s 9 inches by 7 inches uncut,” he finally managed to spit out. “Damn! That feels good!”
“Something else we have in common then,” Ian grinned wickedly. “Mine is 9 inches by 6 inches uncut!”
Michael squirmed slightly in his seat beside Ian. This guys hand was driving him nuts! “Let me see,” he said breathlessly. He reached over and ran his hand lightly over Ian’s package which was already hard. The man wasn’t kidding. He had a nice big cock and it was throbbing under Michael’s hand.

“Ok, ok,” Ian groaned. “Let’s both stop before we get into an accident!”
“You first,” Michael laughed hoarsly.
“Ok,” Ian laughed back. “At the count of three we’ll both take our hands back! 1…2…3!”
On three they both removed their hands…albeit reluctantly.
Michael sighed and sat back in his seat. Then he looked over at Ian and smiled broadly.
“Well that was a nice preview of things to come…I hope.”
“Oh you bet mate!” Ian said as he pulled into a driveway. “And sooner than you thought, ‘cause we’re here.”

He stopped the engine and jumped out of the car. “Come on then,” he said slyly. Let’s finish what we just started.”
Michael followed Ian excitedly up the drive and to the side of the house where Ian put a key in the lock and opened the door. As soon as they stepped inside, Ian pulled Michael into an embrace and started kissing him hotly. Their hands roamed over each other as they ground their cocks together and their tongues dueled for dominance.

“Mmmm,” Michael growled into Ian’s ear. “This is lovely.”
“Yes,” Ian replied as he covered Michaels mouth once more with his own.

They grappled with each other and Ian swung Michael around so that his back was up against the door. He placed his arms on either side of the door and leaned into Michael once more. Michael used both hands and grabbed a handful of Ian’s wonderful arse as they fused their mouths together once more. Both of their cocks were straining for release. Ian was steadily grinding himself against Michael, causing lovely sensations to course through their bodies. He broke the kiss, and looked deeply into Michael’s eyes.

“I think,” he whispered hoarsly. “We could both do with a shower love. Come on then.”