Standing Next to Perfection

Standing next to perfection 3 By MJ oinkerz@mindless.com

This story is a work of fiction, and I would advise anyone not to regard it as anything other than that. I made up every character, and any similarities are merely a coincidence. If it's illegal for you to be reading this (and you will know if it is), then please do what's right.

Thanks to everyone who has emailed me. I really appreciate all your comments and suggestions. I also want to apologize for taking so long with this chapter. I've been crazy busy with assignments and tests and things, but I hope to be able to work faster now.

PLEASE NOTE: In this chapter I decided to switch between the characters as it goes along. I will indicate a switch in characters with the name of the speaking character surrounded by stars, like this: name.

Enjoy.

Kyle

We got home a few days later, and I couldn't believe how relaxed I had become in that short amount of time. I couldn't really say that I had been stressed or anything before our trip, but I just relaxed a lot more than I thought I could, just from being alone with him for a few days.

We arrived back home, and it was as if someone were watching the house, because the phone rang the moment Nate unlocked the door. He went over to it and answered it as I put my things down. I looked around the house, and found that I had missed Nate's house. It was such a beautiful place, and it had the most peaceful atmosphere I had ever found anywhere.

Nate found me standing by the indoor fishpond, watching the koi swimming around lazily. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around me. Somehow that made me even calmer than the wonderful atmosphere of his house had been able to do. I laid my head against his shoulder. We stood there for a moment before he spoke.

"Ben phoned," he said. I felt my heart sink, because I immediately knew what that meant.

"And?" I asked.

"He has a job that he would like to use me for."

"That's great. When is it?" I asked, trying hard to sound enthusiastic about him leaving me alone for any length of time to do something else.

"Well, he said that they could be ready whenever I am. They've been calling me for the past three days. Obviously they couldn't get hold of me."

"When are you going to do it?"

"Well, when would you like it to be? Obviously you need to be free as well," he said.

I was taken aback by that. "Why is that?" I asked.

He looked a bit shocked. "Because you have to be there. I won't do it without you being near me. At least not when I can help it."

"Well, it's still early. We could go today if you're up to it," I said.

"Don't I look too tired?" he asked.

"Not at all. You look perfect, as always," I said before reaching over to stroke his cheek as I leaned in for a soft kiss.

"And there's nothing they can't fix with makeup or Photoshop, is there?"

"No, I think they can fix it all," I replied, pretending that I had to think about it.

He smiled at me after he kissed me deeply, and pulled out his phone to set up the shoot. Within an hour he was in hair and makeup, getting ready for the shoot. He was doing an ad for some new shaving cream or something, but it was a major company he was doing it for, which meant major exposure (not that he really needed it after the calendar we did together).

He had to do the ad half-naked, wearing only a towel (he wore his briefs underneath, but that wasn't visible. I'm the only one who knew though, seeing as I was alone with him when he got dressed). They wanted him to `shave' and then admire the feel of his face. It wasn't very original, but with him being the guy doing it, I'm sure that anyone who saw the ad would completely forget that it wasn't an original idea.

He was brilliant in the ad, just as I knew he would be. He looked so amazing standing there wearing almost nothing, and just looking at himself in the mirror. I wanted so badly to run over to him and rip off the remaining clothes he was wearing and make out with him on the floor. Make out with my glorious naked boyfriend on the cold floor, with loads of people standing around, watching and (a strangely arousing thought) taking pictures. Luckily I was able to hold myself back, and the entire process was extremely fast. He did three takes to finish the ad, though I thought the first one was perfect already. They just wanted to have some extra footage in case they wanted something else.

The drive home was almost torture. I wanted so badly to have him in my arms. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to take his cock, and look into his beautiful eyes as I swallow it. I wanted to give him so much pleasure, but I had to keep my hormones in check for a while longer. I would have sworn that he was torturing me, because he wanted to stop and buy some fresh groceries before we went home.

It seemed that he was in a shopping mood, because after the grocery store we went to the clothing store to buy some new swimsuits and underwear (which I wasn't particularly opposed to), and then we went to the electronics store.

When we got to the electronics store, I was mildly surprised to find that everyone there knew Nate. He spoke quietly to one of the people there, and then the person quickly glanced at me before smiling at Nate. He turned around and walked into the back, and a minute later he came back and handed Nate a box which was gift-wrapped. I found that very strange, but didn't say anything. After that Nate just got a few things that he wanted for his new iPhone, like a protective cover and a protective film for the screen (to prevent scratches). He bought a few of each, and I just assumed that he wanted to be prepared for if one should break or something.

I was glad to finally be going home after we finished at the electronics store, though it wasn't for the same reason as before. I was very tired, and I really wanted to relax with Nate for a bit before we got some dinner.

We got to the house, and something was different about Nate. He seemed really excited about something, though I didn't know what that was. I tried to act indifferently about what his excitement, because I knew I would find out soon enough what it was. I knew that whatever it was, it was something I was going to enjoy very much, so I just kept silent and waited for it to come to me. I didn't have to wait very long though.

I walked into the house, and I couldn't see anything different from how we left it. I realized that I had been expecting the house to look different. Nate closed the door behind me, and told me to wait in the living room.

"I have a surprise for you, baby," he said, walking away. He came back a few seconds later, calling to me to close my eyes before he came into the room.

"If you peek, then you have to go sleep at your place tonight," he said, making sure that I wouldn't spoil his surprise. I closed my eyes, and I could hear him come toward me. He was busy with something for a minute before he let me open my eyes.

He was sitting next to me, smiling at me. I smiled back at him, and pulled him into a passionate kiss. I was disappointed when he pulled away after only a few seconds, but he said that we would soon be getting to that. He redirected my attention to the coffee table, which was now covered in gift-wrapped boxes. I looked at him and he smiled at me.

"I hope you don't mind, but I like getting some gifts the day before my birthday, and I wanted to do that for you too."

I had completely forgotten that it was my birthday the next day. I must have lost track of time when we were away. Obviously he hadn't.

He reached out to the table and picked up the first box. I recognised this box from the electronics store. He handed the box to me and I started to open it slowly. I unwrapped both ends before taking out the box inside. I knew that Nate was extremely excited, so I wanted to make him wait a little bit. I felt my jaw drop when I did finally see the box inside, because it was the brand new iPhone, just like the one he had gotten recently. I had told him how I wanted to get one when they were officially released, but it seemed that he wanted to surprise me with it.

I looked at him, and he looked at me, and all I could say was "Thank you Baby, so much".

"Oh, this is just the beginning." He started handing me some of the smaller boxes.

"These are obviously the accessories that we bought today. You probably noticed that I got some extras, and this is why." I unwrapped each of the accessories, and I couldn't believe how well he had either watched me, or gotten to know me, because each one of the items I received were the ones I had liked the most when we were buying them.

After that there were only two boxes left. Nate didn't reach out to take one, so I looked at him.

"Okay Kyle, there are two things left now. Each of them hold something different from the other, but still something I hope you will enjoy very much. I don't know which one to give you first, so I'm going to let you choose."

"Okay, let's do it then." I was feeling very excited.

I took the smallest box first. I unwrapped it, and inside was a box which really didn't tell me anything. It was a plain box with nothing on it. I opened it, and inside was a set of keys. I picked up the keys and then I saw the note that was hidden underneath it.

"Kyle, I am giving you this as a token of how much you mean to me. It doesn't really mean much of a difference in our lives, since you're basically living with me anyway, but this is to say that you can come and go as you like, and you could even sell your place and live with me full-time if you'd like. I hope giving you the keys to my house means as much to you as it does to me."

I stared at the card in my hand and it took a minute for the meaning to sink in. When it did, I was overwhelmed with joy. I looked into Nate's eyes, and I knew that the words weren't even necessary. We smiled at each other, and then we were kissing. Sometime during the kiss a tear had escaped from my eyes, and when Nate felt the moisture he pulled away and kissed the tear off of my cheek.

Without a word he reached over and picked up the last gift. I opened this one even more slowly, though I didn't think that there was anything else that could be better than what I already had.

The box inside the gift-wrap was just as nondescript as the previous one, so I just opened it. Once again, I felt my jaw drop from the shock. My eyes couldn't believe what they saw. Inside the box was a flash drive, which was laying on top of a pile of photos. I didn't know what the other photos showed, but the one photo I could see gave me a very good idea. The photo showed Nate standing with his back to the camera, looking back at the camera and smiling mischievously. The photo was not only amazing because of the pose, but also for the fact that he was completely naked. The pose Nate was in hid his beautiful cock, but I didn't need to see his cock to know that he was naked.

"These are the photos your friend took of you?" I asked, making sure.

"Yes, they are," he replied.

"And the flash drive has the digital versions on it?"

"Yes, so you could put them on your laptop or something, if you wanted to."

I looked away from him to pick up all of my gifts and put them back on the coffee table. I moved so I was sitting on his lap, and I kissed him intensely.

"Thank you Baby. Words can't describe how much all of this means to me. You didn't have to do any of it, but I'm really glad that you did," I said when we came up for some air after a few minutes of making out.

"I'm so glad you liked it," he said.

"So, do you have any other surprises planned for me?"

"Yeah, we're going to order some food, then we're going to get some sleep. It was a long flight, and a long day, and I really need to get some sleep before the big day tomorrow," he said, and I could swear I heard a smile in his voice, though it wasn't on his face.

"So there's not gonna be any fooling around tonight?" I asked.

"Sorry Baby, but no. If you're lucky, we might have some fun tomorrow. Like I said, tomorrow is going to be a big day." This time he did smile.

I felt myself get unhappy, but then I realized that he was right. It had been a really long day, and I was really tired. Nate more or less said that we would have some `fun' tomorrow, so I could just be patient until then.

I was woken by the smell of flapjacks, bacon and coffee. I opened my eyes to find all of these things on a tray in Nate's hands, on his way to me. He set the tray down on my lap, and I immediately started eating. I was very hungry, because we had dinner very early the previous evening, and we had gone to bed only a few minutes after we finished eating. I had slept for a very long time, and as a result I woke up ravenous.

Nate ate along with me, and with the two of us eating to satisfy the hunger, the food really didn't last very long. After we finished eating Nate took my face in his soft, warm hands and kissed me.

"Happy birthday beautiful," he said when we broke the kiss.

"Thanks gorgeous," I replied.

"You haven't even really inspected your gifts yet," he informed me, and I realized that he was right.

"Oh yeah, I guess you're right. Well, nothing's stopping me now." With that he pulled out all of my gifts from underneath the bed, handing them each to me individually, in the order I opened them. I first took my new phone out of its box, and switched it on. After browsing around on the phone, I noticed that Nate had already put some stuff on there, like our favourite songs, and photos of us together. I also noticed that Nate had set my favourite photo that was taken of us for the calendar we posed for together as my background. He had also added some games that he knew I liked, and some other apps that I always enjoyed using on his iPhone. He really had put a lot of time and effort into this gift, and I only loved him more for it.

I went through everything, though it didn't take long after the phone to get to the collection of photos. I looked through the pile slowly, and each photo was better than the previous one. I had known from the very first moment I saw Nate that he was beautiful, but in these photos there was something more than I had ever seen in him. His beauty was different, but still the same. I couldn't tell what the difference was, but I just knew that I liked whatever it was.

I was about to try to convince Nate to have some naughty fun with me when he spoke. "Okay, I think it's time that you get dressed. We have more surprises to get through before the day sees its end."

Without complaining too much, I got up and went over to the closet (which already contained almost all of my clothes, I noticed. It wouldn't be so difficult to move then, seeing as I had already started), and tried to decide what to wear. The problem was that I didn't know what type of surprises Nate had in mind, and as a result I didn't know how to dress.

"Baby, what should I wear?" I asked, deciding that it would be much less effort to be told what to wear than try to figure it out by myself.

"So now I have to dress you? I guess you need me more than I had thought," he said, much closer than I had thought he would be, and I jumped a bit. I heard him chuckle softly, and felt the air on my shoulder as he did.

He walked around me and started going through my clothes, obviously knowing what he was looking for. He finally came back to me with a dark pair of tight-fitting tailored jeans, a tight-fitting gray T-shirt with the decorative buttons at the top and a pair of my black, white and grey converse slip-on shoes. I wouldn't have picked those items together, but he had good taste, because when I was dressed I couldn't argue with the fact that it all worked together. I had to admit that I looked good. I don't consider myself vain, and I usually find things wrong with myself, but this time I couldn't deny myself this: I looked great. The muscles in my arms, chest and legs looked amazing in the tight clothing Nate had selected. I didn't have overly butch muscles, just well-defined, so it wasn't too in-your-face. It was just right. I guess that this was something else to add to things Nate did brilliantly: dressing his boyfriend. I wondered why he never dressed himself as well as he did me. Don't get me wrong, he always looked great, but he seemed to have gone to more trouble with me than himself, and I couldn't understand why.

"Baby, you definitely chose great clothes. But now you have to do the same for yourself," I said. He seemed unhappy about this, but I persisted and in the end he looked more amazing than usual.

Nate

We got to Archie's place around 10. Kyle seemed excited with everything that was happening, and I was really glad to see that he wasn't particularly opposed to receiving gifts, because for some reason I just wanted to give him things. I wanted to give him things that would make him smile that wonderful smile that I love so much. When Kyle smiles, my world screeches to a stop, leaving me filled with only warm feelings. He makes me forget about everything other than us when I'm around him, and I knew that that might become a problem when I really needed to think about other important things, but I tried to forget about that for the time being.

Kyle looked around him when we walked into the house, and I could see that he was quite confused. He tried to figure things out for himself before asking me though, and I could only smile at the timing because just as he was opening his mouth to ask me what was going on, Archie walked into the room. Archie was dressed just as he normally dresses. He was wearing dark blue cargo pants with a V-neck T-shirt and sneakers with dollar signs drawn onto the white bits at the end with a silver paint marker. It wasn't an attractive look exactly, but it matched his rebellious personality perfectly. Well, it matched the personality he showed strangers perfectly, but once you got to know him, or he wanted to impress you, then Archie was a really amazing guy. We had been best friends for as long as I can remember, and he was truly like a brother to me. The first moment I had alone after Kyle and I started hanging out I texted Archie to tell him about a possible connection between me and a really hot guy I was modelling with.

"So, you're finally here, bitch," Archie said, looking sternly at me. I knew he was only doing it mockingly, but I didn't think Kyle caught that, because he looked upset for me.

"Yeah whore, I'm here," I replied, looking him straight in the. Neither of us could keep it up for more than a second before bursting out in laughter. We closed the gap between us and hugged. I turned after the hug to find Kyle looking quite confused. He was so cute when he was confused.

"So, you must be the guy I've been hearing so much shit about," Archie said to Kyle. I smiled again, and Kyle's forehead creased even more in confusion.

"Yeah, this is my Kyle," I said, knowing somehow that Kyle was still trying to understand what was going on. "Kyle, this is my best friend, Archie."

Kyle seemed to understand after the introduction, because his frown disappeared and was quickly replaced by a warm smile. He reached out his hand and shook Archie's hand enthusiastically.

"Hi. It's so good to meet one of Nate's friends," he said.

"It's very nice to meet you, Kyle," Archie said, smiling.

"Okay, I think we should get started," I said to Archie.

"Yeah, I agree," he replied.

Kyle and I followed Archie as he led the way. I knew that Kyle was curious, but he probably decided that he should keep quiet and wait, since the answer was close.

Archie led us to his studio, which he had bought the house for. The previous owner of the house had done many photoshoots in this room, and since Archie wanted to be a photographer, he had decided that it would be convenient to have a studio in his home.

I looked at Kyle as he took in his surroundings, and though he understood what his surroundings were, I didn't think he understood the purpose. I couldn't fight back the smile that crept into my face.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked Kyle.

"What am I doing?" he asked, confused.

"Well, since I gave you those photos of me, you're getting some taken for me," I said. He seemed surprised, but not entirely uncomfortable at the idea. This surprised me somewhat, because I remembered how uncomfortable I felt the first time I did nude photos. I decided that the reason he wasn't uncomfortable because he knew he had nothing to be ashamed of, and he was much more confident than I was.

When all of the prep work was done he walked onto the floor without a stitch of clothing, which was very nice to see. Kyle started posing just as Archie told him to, and the shoot was going very well. After a while of intensive shooting, Archie went over to his computer to transfer the photos from his camera, and empty the memory card. I saw a few of the photos, and they were really good. I was definitely glad that I had decided to do this. I decided that since we had a few hundred photos of Kyle, it was time for his next surprise. Kyle hadn't noticed today that I was already prepped for this. I walked from the room, saying that I needed the bathroom.

When I walked back into the room Kyle had his back turned to me, and I smiled at Archie to thank him for this. He definitely knew me very well, and he knew I wanted to surprise Kyle.

I walked up behind Kyle and put my hand on his back before he turned to face me. I could see the surprise on his face as he saw me standing there, naked. I noticed that Archie was snapping away. I stood on my toes and kissed Kyle. He kissed me back, slowly at first. As the kiss went on, we both got more and more into the kiss, and soon we were making out furiously.

When I started feeling lightheaded from lack of oxygen I pulled away. Kyle looked at me like never before, and after a minute he continued his kissing, but this time he kissed me all over my body, staring at my neck. Fuck, he could really make you feel good by kissing your neck. He didn't stay at my neck for very long though. After a minute of kissing all over my neck he moved up and started lightly nibbling my earlobes. Yet again, I was in ecstasy. He continued working on my earlobes for a little longer than he did my neck, but it still wasn't nearly long enough.

He pulled away and looked at me, breathing deeply. "Why don't we just do some poses for a bit?" I asked.

"Sounds great," he replied.

Archie had many great ideas for poses. He had us stand, holding each other with our cocks pressed between us while looking at the camera. He also had Kyle sit on a chair with me on his one leg, my knee brushing against his cock, and us staring into one another's eyes. As time progressed, Archie made us get even more sexual. In one Kyle was lying on his back on the ground, and I was mounting him, with his cock resting in my crack. That pose was difficult because Kyle was rock hard, and I knew that he really wanted to push his cock into my ass and fuck me right there. More than once I felt the head against my hole, and most of those times I could swear I felt him out pressure against it, but then he would see my face and stop, or I would gently pinch him.

I wasn't against having sex with Kyle, but I didn't want it there. We weren't alone, and we had nothing to lube ourselves up with. It would hurt far too much, and I wanted to walk to my car after this shoot.

We finally got home around five that evening. Kyle had called for Chinese food to be delivered when we left from Archie's, and the delivery guy arrived at the house about 15 seconds after we did. Kyle paid for the food, insisting that I go inside and get us something to drink in the meantime. I knew that he didn't like me paying for everything, even though I really didn't mind it for him. He felt that he should also make a contribution, and this was one of the only things I allowed him to pay for. I knew that giving him this would make him feel better, and that in turn would make both of us happier.

I was just pouring the drinks into the glasses when Kyle came into the kitchen and kissed the back of my neck before putting the food down on the counter.

"Thanks for today Baby," he said.

"It's only a pleasure. I just hope you liked it," I replied.

`Well, I think you would be able to tell me whether I enjoyed it or not," he said, smiling mischievously.

"I guess so," I said after a short laugh.

"Well, I'm beat. How about we watch a movie while we eat?" he asked.

"I was about to suggest the same thing," I replied.

We watched some random movie which I didn't really pay much attention to while we ate. After the movie Kyle started watching the next one, but I said that I was going to go take a shower.

The hot water on my skin felt amazing after the day on posing. I stood under the hot spray of water for a long time before I started washing, because I just enjoyed standing still in the hot water too soothing. When I finally got out of the shower I dried off slowly, and put on a pair of briefs. I turned around to see Kyle coming around the corner into the room. He looked relieved to see me. I must have taken longer than I had thought, and started worrying him.

"Here you are. I thought you had fallen in the shower or something. Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine. I was just thinking," I said.

"Oh yeah? About what?" he asked as he came over and wrapped his strong arms around me.

"Well, I have one more gift for you. I just didn't know how I wanted to give it to you. I wasn't sure if I wanted to put it somewhere and let you find it, or just hand it to you."

"Well, did you decide?" He seemed disappointed about something, and I thought I knew what it was. He knew there was another gift, but he had been hoping for something I had to be present for.

"Well, since you know now, I guess I only have one choice," I said before breaking the embrace and walking over to my closet, where I had hidden it. It was hidden deep in the closet, so it took me a while to retrieve it.

"Wow, you really didn't want me to find it by accident," Kyle said when I finally emerged with the gift.

"Yeah, well I was a bit nervous about it," I admitted.

"Why is that?" he asked.

"You'll see why," I said, handing him the gift box.

He opened the box slowly, taking off all of the gift-wrap, instead of just enough to open the lid of the box. When he finally opened the box, I could see understanding in his features. He looked up at me and smiled, but I could see the smile wasn't as bright as it should've been.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

"Yes, I am," I replied.

"But you said you were nervous about it."

"I know, and I am. But I always will be, so I have to get over my nerves and do what I know I want to do, and you're the only one who I would want to try it with," I said. I almost hit myself over the head with a golf club, because I sounded very corny, but I was able to contain myself. I thought if I did that then Kyle would've wanted to wait. He looked at me for a moment without showing any emotion.

"You're sure?" he asked again.

I didn't answer him. Instead I kissed him for a short moment, before pulling away. I took hold of his hand and pulled him along with me to the bed. I took the box with the lube from him and placed it on the bedside table, before I gently pushed him down on the bed. I got onto the bed with him, and then straddled him just like we had done for the photos earlier. I lay down on top of him to get close enough to his face to kiss him again, and I could feel his joy at what was happening. He had been wanting this for so long, but I had never given into his requests, no matter how difficult it had been sometimes.

As we lay there kissing I felt his one hand move to hold onto my ass, and his other hand went under my shirt and felt all over my back. Both of his hands touching me made me feel very good. I reached underneath me for his shirt and when I had it I sat up to pull it off of him.

After kissing for another minute or so I reached underneath myself again and undid his belt, before moving on to his button and fly. I got completely off of him and pulled his pants off, with him lifting up to help of course. I then took off his briefs, and he took off mine. He sat up on the bed and looked up into my eyes. He started rubbing my stomach with both hands for a moment, and I loved the feeling of his hands against me.

After a second or two of that he moved one of his hands up to massage one of my nipples, and the other hand went down to take hold of my cock. He took hold of it and guided it into his mouth. He struggled to take all of me in at first, but after attempting it a few times he got it in. He knew exactly what I liked, and he did exactly that, which brought me over the edge much too quickly. When I had come down from my high he pulled me onto the bed with him and kissed me for a minute.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

He reached back to the bedside table and got the lube. He squirted some of it on my ass, which was accessible since he had lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He slowly spread it all over my hole before he slowly inserted his finger. I had expected at least a small amount of pain when he inserted his finger, but for some reason there was none at all. I only felt pleasure, and that made me optimistic for when he inserted his cock into me. I knew I was just being hopeful, but was that so wrong?

He took his finger from me, and placed the head of his cock against my hole. He looked into my eyes, and I smiled at him. He kissed me deeply for a moment, and then started pushing into me. I tried to relax even more, but I found that close to impossible. There was definitely pain, but I was more than able to handle it. Much sooner than I had expected I felt Kyle's pubes tickle me, and I knew he was completely inside me. He held still while I adjusted to being invaded like that, and when I gave him the sign, he continued.

His thrusts were slow at first. He was very afraid of hurting me, but the pain was long gone. I decided after about 5 minutes of going slow that he needed a sign to know that it was okay to speed up, so when he next pushed into me I pushed back against him, taking even more of him into me more quickly. He gave me a quick kiss, and then he went ahead and fucked the daylights out of me. He fucked me so fast that I could barely get a chance to breath. When he got a bit tired he opted for slower, harder strokes, and those were amazing. Then again, so far everything he had done was amazing. I hadn't disliked one single moment of it. The slower thrusts felt more intense to me than the faster ones did though, and I guess that's why I enjoyed it just a fraction more. When Kyle went slowly we were still able to properly look into each other's eyes, and kiss between thrusts.

At one particularly deep thrust he hit something inside me that made me cum right there. I arched my back and threw back my head and then it just came spurting out of me. I noticed that arching my back had pushed Kyle even deeper into me, and that along with seeing me cum on top of both of us made him cum deep inside of me.

When we were both done he looked into my eyes again and I saw him look at me with so much love and appreciation. I was so glad then that I had given him what we both had wanted, because it meant that we would be even closer than before, and for that I was happy.

Kyle waited a while before he pulled out of me, and when he did he lay down next to me and we kissed passionately again.