Pizza & Beer

Tom was feeling nervous. It was so unlike him to doubt his own actions. But it was too late to change the course of his actions now. He’d hesitated for days, even weeks, before he’d called Dylan.

It wasn’t as if the two men didn’t have frequent telephone contact. They were both in show business, he as Tom Jarrett, A grade action hero movie star and Dylan Thomas, head of powerhouse Lotus Entertainment Studios. They talked to each other a lot. They often attended the same business meetings and frequented the same after hour’s premieres and parties. Their paths crossed frequently. And they shared many conversations. But it was a rare moment indeed that the two men would be together alone.

The sharp buzz of the electronic paging system startled Tom and he smiled as his eyes flicked over the security monitor and settled on Dylan standing in front of the camera outside his office. At 43 Tom was six years older than his friend and he had always made a conscious decision to stay fit and healthy. His career demanded that of him. But no matter what he did he was unable to compare himself to Dylan Thomas. Dylan often made light about his frequent high polling in women’s magazines ‘Sexiest Men in the World’ polls. He epitomised the all American male, tall, tanned and ruggedly handsome with a megawatt smile and flirty manner.

Tom buzzed Dylan into the security door and wandered into the adjoining bathroom and studied his reflection in the mirror. His blue eyes stared back. His black hair was dyed to keep the greying temples at bay and his face wore creases that had resisted his anti- aging routines. But overall he had managed to keep his handsome features in check. He had his beautiful wife of 8 years, Ruby, to thank for that. As a successful international model she always made sure he had the best of the best in men’s cosmetics and creams.

“Hi.” Tom took Dylan’s outstretched hand and squeezed it gently as he entered his office. “How are things?”
Dylan closed the door behind him and smiled at Tom. “Yeah, pretty good. And you?”
They stood close, grinning nervously at each other.
“You look good.” Tom took both of Dylan’s hands in his and stroked them softly. His heart was thumping as he leant in and placed his lips on Dylan’s. They kissed gently at first but the intensity between them built quickly and before long they were caught up in a passionate embrace that left them both breathless.

“It’s been too long.” Dylan pressed close to Tom’s body, enjoying the surge of arousal that shot through him as he felt Tom’s hardness against his own. He reached down and stroked Tom through the thin denim jeans he wore. “You turn me on big time,” he whispered as his lips nuzzled Tom’s.

Tom clicked the lock on the office door and backed Dylan up against the door in one fluent move. He kissed him feverishly and began to hurriedly undress him. His eyes wandered over Dylan’s nakedness and he wished he could see such a fine sight more often. He swept his lips over his smooth chest. His tongue teased and nibbled on his hard nipples. Slowly he inched down Dylan’s body until, on his knees, he eyed his prize excitedly.

Dylan moaned gently as Tom began to run his wet tongue down the length of his erection. He entwined his hands in Tom’s hair and guided the speed and tempo of him. His moans and groans grew in crescendo in sync with his arousal. His knees almost collapsed from under him as Tom took him fully in his mouth and began to suck him hungrily.

Sensing Dylan’s impending climax Tom slowly and reluctantly got to his feet. It was too early to bring these proceedings to an end. Right now all he wanted to do was get naked and do all the sexual moves that permeated his thoughts and kept him hard in his private moments alone. “Let’s lay down,” he suggested.

Dylan lay on the couch stroking his aching cock and watched Tom undress. He’d never been with a man before Tom. The resulting unabashedly sexual energy they shared had taken him completely by surprise. He was a ladies man! He loved them. But they didn’t make him feel the same as he felt when he was with Tom. It was exciting and forbidden and he couldn’t get enough of it.

They laid close together, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. Their eyes met and they studied each other silently for a moment, both savouring the moment. Each man knew this secret world they shared had to remain clandestine. They both had too much to lose.
Tom leant in and kissed Dylan. “I want you to fuck me,” he whispered.

Tom’s request excited Dylan no end. They’d only been together three other times and each time he had submitted willingly to Tom’s feverishly actions. He loved feeling the length of Tom’s cock deep within him. He so badly wanted to return the favour but had not wanted to push it. He figured his friend would succumb to curiosity eventually.

Dylan eyed the condoms and lubricant already laid out on the nearby table and smiled at the sight. Like himself, Tom was a habitual organiser. He reached for the lube and traced his wet fingers along Tom’s buttocks, urging him to lie on his stomach. He straddled him and trailed his hot wet mouth across Tom’s broad back and slowly down to his perfectly moulded bum cheeks. He slid a finger down the crevice of his cheeks and caressed his tight hole, gently slipping his finger deep inside of Tom’s tightness. Both men groaned in unison as Dylan began to simultaneously finger fuck and eat Tom out.

Their raw sex had no boundaries and each man took their turn in bringing themselves to climax. By the time they had exhausted themselves their skin glistened with perspiration and the heavy scent of sex hung in the air. They lay back in each other’s arms for a moment, each caught up in their own private battle to compartmentalise what had just transpired.

The smooth rift from a Black Eyed Peas song startled them out of their thoughts and Tom cursed at his mobile phones intrusion. It didn’t help matters that the ring tone identified the caller as Ruby. He knew he should answer it. But he wasn’t keen on going back to the real world just yet. He knew his wife was in London on a job and would ring back later. Right now that suited Tom just fine.
Tom rolled over to face Dylan and smiled at him “Let’s take a shower.”

Dylan followed him into the bathroom and the shower, enjoying the sensation of the warm needles of water on his skin. He closed his eyes as Tom’s soapy hands began to wander expertly over his body. It didn’t take long for each man’s arousal to build again and in the absence of condoms they bought each other to climax in ways that were beginning to feel pleasantly familiar for both of them.

After, when each man was clean and neatly dressed, they stood close together, an undeniable electric current still flowing between them as their hands brushed against each other’s.
“We really should do this again.” Dylan’s eyes met Tom’s as he leant in and kissed him. “Soon”
Tom smiled. “Yes we should.”
“Maybe we can make it easier?”
Tom frowned. “How?”

“Maybe we can use a code word to make our intensions known. Say … um…How about ‘Pizza and beer’?”
“We can be pizza and beer?” Tom laughed. “Sure.” His hand rested for a moment on Dylan’s crotch. “I definitely enjoy pizza and beer.”

They laughed at their newly christened relationship. Pizza and beer. It somehow made what they had more tangible. And instead of that notion scaring the bejesus out of each man they were left feeling expectant as to what would happen next between them.