Here's this weeks prompts:
I wish I had a nickel for every time..."
the alternate prompts are: Machiavelli, rain, nuance
"The first time I saw you, I...."
Use a sex toy
As always I'll leave the links to my fellow Briefer's below so you can check out their stories. Really amazing reading. Also I found a picture and it screamed Lance to me. So a pic of a cute man in a baseball uniform, my personal fav sport of choice, as an added bonus to my story. Love, love, love the pants!!
Out of His League Part 6
Kip pulled his car into his parking space and turned off the engine. Sweat started too trickled down the side of Lance’s face. The drive back to Kip’s place just didn’t seem long enough. Now he was faced with what would happen next. He knew what he wanted to happened but feared that Kip might have changed his mind.
“So, here we are.” Kip tapped his fingers against the steering wheel.
“Yep.” That was all Lance could think to say. He was nervous and afraid to make the first move. He nodded his head in time with Kip’s tapping fingers.
Kip turned in his seat. “I can see that you’re nervous.” He placed a hand on Lance’s thigh. “I propose we go up to my apartment and eat this pizza. It smells amazing.” Kip dipped his head then looked up at him through his thick eyelashes. “Will you please come upstairs with me, Lance? I hate eating alone,” he said with a pout to his lips.
Lance couldn’t help but laugh. Kip looked so innocent, almost childlike, asking him to come up to his apartment. How could he refuse?
“If I had a nickel for every time I heard that one.” Lance chuckled “Yes, I would love to come eat dinner with you.”
As they got out of the car, Kip grabbed the pizza box from the back seat. Lance followed behind him up the stairs admiring the way Kip’s ass moved under his shorts. The tight globes had a slight jiggle as he moved. Kip had a bounce to his step when he walked. Lance smiled to himself because he too had a little pep to his own. Even if he and Kip didn’t get physical it was still an awesome feeling to spend time with the man.
When they reached Kip’s apartment, he tried to balance the box and unlock the door at the same time. Lance stepped forward and grabbed the pizza from Kip’s hand.
“Here, let me hold that.”
Kip smiled at him then leaned forward to brush his lips across his. “Thanks.”
A slight grin spread across his lips. Kip was so affectionate with him and it warmed him from the inside out. He had to be glowing with happiness. He never dated a guy that had no qualms about kissing and holding hands for all to see. Kip was out and proud and Lance couldn’t have been luckier. He just hoped his shyness didn’t mess the whole thing up.
Kip pushed opened the door and waved a hand in front of him letting Lance go first. As he stepped over the threshold, he jumped when a hand smacked him hard on the right butt cheek. He turned to look at a laughing Kip.
“Sorry.” Kip continued to laugh. “I just wanted to shock you into loosening up.” Kip shrugged. “And I’ve been dying to give that fine ass a good squeeze.”
Heat seared his cheeks as he turned away from Kip. “Where do you want to eat this pie at?”
“Let’s sit on the couch and eat.” Kip grabbed the remote and flipped on the TV. “I want to watch the ESPN highlights from tonight’s games.” Kip headed toward the kitchen. “Water okay with you?” he shouted over his shoulder.
“Sounds good.” Lance took a seat on the couch. He placed the box on the coffee table and waited for Kip to come back. He didn’t want to be rude and start eating without him.
“Here you go.” Kip handed him a bottle of water then stepped over his lap. Which put his groin right at Lance’s eye level.
An unintentional move on Kip’s part but still caused his throat to go dry. Even when Kip wasn’t trying to he still wound him up. His dick twitched in his shorts and he dropped his hand to adjust the growing erection.
As they at dinner they talked over the game that was on the TV that had gone into overtime. It was in the twelfth inning. The home team’s left fielder came up to bat and hit a line drive right out of the park, scoring his team the winning run.
Lance looked over to Kip when he turned off the TV. He watched him stand up and he met Kip’s eyes as he stared down at him.
“I’m going to go hop in the shower.” He removed his shirt and let it dropped to the floor. Lanced gulped down the drool pooling in his mouth at the breathtaking sight. “If you want, you’re more than welcomed to join me.”
Lance watched as Kip walked down the hallway. He heard the water come on. From where he sat he could see Kip in the reflection of the bathroom mirror. Kip bent over then stood back up. Lance sat up straighter to see what Kip was doing. His mouth fell open when he saw the top curve of Kip’s ass in the mirror.
“Dear God,” Lance mumbled to himself.
He flopped back on the couch. This was it. He could go home and call it a night or he could work up his courage and go join Kip in the shower.
Pushing to his feet, Lance made his decision. He kicked off his shoes, then pulled off his shirt, and last he pushed down his shorts. He walked into the brightly lit bathroom. The shower curtain was clear so he could see every part of Kip’s naked body perfectly. He had a golden tan everywhere except on his ass. It was bright white having been shielded from the strong rays of the sun.
Hesitantly Lance pulled back the curtain. Kip turned to smile at him.
“Took you long enough.”
To be continued
Lily Sawyer m/m
MC Houle m/m
Julie Lynn Hayes m/m