Symmetry

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Symmetry-7 Evan's Story

Evan turned to look at the clock. 1:10AM and his body was trembling with sweet anxiety. He heard the sweetest sound in the world, a light tap on the door and he knew the wait was over. He walked to the door as if in a trance and opened it to reveal a hot- as-hell Ron, dressed in jeans and a crumpled shirt carrying his duffel bag. The wait had been worth it. As soon as Ron took a step in and dropped his bag, Evan grabbed his slightly scruffy face and kissed him hard, bruising his lips with the need to consume him. Their tongues met and attacked each other wantonly, Evan grinding his hard cock against Ron's.

"This is by far the best arrival greeting I have ever received," Ron said when their lips parted. Evan watched Ron's eyes travel down his body. Starting from his eyes, then to his pink wet lips, then to his cotton-covered athletic chest, resting on the aroused, erect nipples, then to the tapered, sculpted waist and finally stopping at the tented boxers with the wet spot on the top. No one had ever looked at Evan like that. It was thrilling.

"Are you tired? Are you hungry? I got some pizza. I could throw it in the oven to heat up." Evan asked wanting to get rid of all preliminaries so that when they got to the good part, nothing would interrupt them.

"No and no. I do need a shower though," Ron said his eyes never leaving Evan's body.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," Evan said happy that there was only one huddle to cross before the all-important bed session.

"By the way, congratulations on the promotion. I knew you'd get it. You deserve it," Ron said with a toothy grin. "You're totally on your way to achieving that soulful, beautiful paycheck-maximizing agenda of yours," Ron added rolling his hands and faking a heartfelt look.

"Real funny. Go get showered already."

"You know, you could join me. That is, if you want to..." Ron said with a boyish smile reaching forward to run his thumb over Evan's lower lip then turning around and heading to the bathroom.

Evan wanted to cry out loud. Just scream out. Everything in the core of his being was bubbling up; he was beside himself with joy, agony, excitement, and some new emotion he couldn't quite put his finger on. Instead he stood transfixed staring into space, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings. Ron dominated him in ways he never thought possible; his thoughts, his actions, his feelings were centered on the man.

He remembered Ron's invitation and his cock led him to the already steamy bathroom. He stood at the entrance and watched Ron's silhouette through the translucent shower curtain. The shower was running loudly and what was that? Ron was humming in the shower. Perhaps, absentmindedly trying to catch a tune in his head. Even his silly shower-hum moved Evan.

"I think I am in love with you," he said unable to hold back the words. They came out low and breathless.

"Did you say something?" Ron asked shouting over the din in the shower.

Lie or go for it? Lie or go for it? A decision had to be made and Evan made it.

"I said, I am in love with you!" he proclaimed loudly over the shower's buzz, enunciating every word as clearly as he could. The shower stopped running, Ron ceased his movements and the room was still. Nothing and no one moved for what seemed to Evan like an eternity. Evan moved forward and yanked the curtain open.

"I said it, I said it. I love you. I'm in love with you," he repeated hoping it mattered to Ron. Ron just stood there, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, his long muscular body covered in droplets of water, his eyes greener than they had ever been staring into space, his mouth closed. Evan stared at him, his mind completely unable to process anything, his heart not wanting to.

"Ron, I'm sorry. I know this is not what you wanted. We never talked about love. This thing is just what it is. It's like a physical thing. Yeah, I know, we need to keep it simple. Love leads to...to... other stuff...expectations. I know and we shouldn't really expect anything. Like you said, it's like a phase, a glitch...it is not a part of the larger scheme of things. Ron, I have no expectations...just..."

"Shut up!" Ron cut him off with an anguished yell causing Evan to instantly halt his ramblings. So now, it was quiet again. No movement; like nobody-moves-no-body-gets- hurt type of silence. Evan let out a heavy sigh and let the curtain he was holding drop, creating a barrier between them, leaving Ron on the other side.

"Fine," Evan said unable to withstand the anguishing, unrelenting silence. He turned around to leave. He had nothing else to loose. All his cards were on the table.

"Say it again," Ron asked. No, Ron commanded.

"Which part?" Evan queried.

"The first part."

"The love part?"

"Yes, damnit! Say it again."

"I love you, Ron. I'm in love with you." He repeated enjoying how good it felt to let those words out. Finally, understanding the depth of meaning they held. Just saying them was fulfilling and he did not care what came out of it. He sighed and stared at Ron's body through the curtain and held his breath.

"Very nice," Evan heard the words and then saw the curtain pull back and a gloriously naked Ron step out of the large tab and into his arms. Their eyes met dark with emotion and then their lips collided in a gentle kiss.

"You scared the shit out of me for a moment there," Evan said tightening his hold on Ron.

"Yeah? You said it and I just freaked out. I mean, you said it to me. Nobody ever said those words to me like that before. I never said them before. It shocked me, that's all" Ron said still searching Evan's eyes.

"Very nice!?" Evan said remembering the two-word reply. Who said "very nice" after a declaration of love?

"I love you, Evan Shaw," Ron declared and his full lips captured Evan's in a soft kiss, which turned into a hard, passionate kiss. They stumbled out of the bathroom and headed straight for the bed, leaving Evan's boxers and tee shirt behind. Naked they fell over, legs intertwining, cocks rubbing, breaths coming hot and heavy.

Ron's Story

Evan was lying under him writhing and moaning. Enjoying the sweet intensity of their bodies meshed together so aggressively, Ron continued to place hot, hungry kisses on his lover's square jaw moving towards his mouth.

"Baby, you feel so fucking amazing!" Evan cried out using both his hands to massage Ron's tight back.

"This is just the thing....you're perfect," Ron breathed out and then let out a moan as the tips of their wet cocks touched creating a dizzying friction. Ron lifted his upper body, supporting himself on is elbows, and looked into Evan's eyes.

"I love you so much," he whispered. He moved his head slowly downwards for a kiss, and then he descended southwards until he was facing Evan's pulsing cock. He smiled when he saw Evan close his eyes as if in anguish and then throw his head back with a hiss.

"I'm going to make you scream," Ron promised and chuckled when the stunning organ he was staring at gave a jerk. Ron continued moving his nose close to the dripping man- tool; as close as he could be without actually touching it, taking in its intense scent. Ron slowly moved forward and planted his lips right on the tip, giving the head a pouty kiss. Then he looked up and saw Evan's hazel eyes piercing down at him with his jaws clenched.

"I want you to feed me this beauty, nice and slow," Ron instructed then placed his thick lips back on the hot head and perked them up forming a tight O.

"Here it comes, babe," Evan cried and then he slowly started moving this pelvis up, his cock breaking into Ron's wet, tight mouth. Ron's eyes held Evan's encouraging him to thrust forward until the cock was halfway in. Hungry for it all, Ron started bobbing up and down, wetting it as much as he could, each time taking more and more in.

"This is so hot," Evan said in a heat-ridden voice encouraging Ron. Feeling adventurous, Ron moved his mouth off the very slippery, cock and started to lick the round, velvety balls at its base.

"Fuck! Yeah, don't stop," Evan cried pushing his balls against Ron's tongue. Ron kept up the licking, going over onto the bottom part. When his tongue accidentally grazed that spot above Evan's hole, he was awarded a loud guttural moan.

"Ron, Ron, Ron..." Evan moaned and he kept up the licking. His tongue ventured further south and passed over the slightly hairy region leading to Evan's hole. His tongue found the hairless bud causing Evan to thrust forward even harder almost sending Ron off the bed. But Ron was a man on a mission and nothing was going to deter him. He licked the hole until it got wet then instinctively let his tongue slip deeper between those gorgeous mounds.

"Fuck yeah! Aaaaahhh," Evan yelled spreading his legs wider apart to give Ron better access. Ron kept up the tongue action tightening his tongue and pushing it in and out and sometimes just lapping greedily.

"Ron, Ron I need you inside me. Please...." Those words caused Ron to halt what he was doing and slowly crawl back up Evan's body.

"Baby, what do you want?" Ron asked looking into Evan's eyes. They were both breathing hard.

"I want you in me," Evan stated licking his lips and grinding his cock against Ron's. The wet friction was making them both groan.

"Baby, I want to be inside you," Ron whispered and then leaned forward to kiss Evan's lips, their mouths open.

"I have some lube in that drawer. I got some after work today. I got some condoms too. I wasn't sure...I mean we're two guys...no pregnancy stuff" Evan said. "Plus, I know we both did the Cameron and Kuch Blood Drive Rally a few weeks ago and we got tested then. I'm clean. Plus, I haven't been with anyone since Kiara. But I wasn't sure what you wanted..."

"I'm clean too. No condoms. Just the lube," Ron said reaching for the drawer and pulling the tube out. He leaned in, and they started to kiss again; their tongues crashing against each other hard. Evan held on to Ron's muscular ass and spread his legs then lifted them so that their crotches enjoyed maximum contact as they kissed.

"Do it," Evan whispered pulling his mouth off Ron's, a thin line of spit connecting their lips. Ron slid back down and then proceeded to uncap the lube and using his fingers smeared the goo on Evan's waiting virgin hole. He used his finger to spread it in the entrance and then he kept up his fingerwork. Just lightly slipping and sliding his finger in and watching Evan's face contort with pleasure. His heated moans permeated the whole room. A minute or so later, Ron felt the tight bud relax and permit his finger in. Evan started moving his body to meet his caresses so, he put in another lubed up finger.

"Baby, you are so hot. I have never seen anyone more beautiful than you. Your hole is so fucking hot," Ron said keeping up his actions. Evan, on his back, his legs spread open, his smooth powerful body gleaming with sweat and his angular striking face tense with pleasure, was truly a sight to behold forever. Forever.

"Please," Evan said trying to reach for Ron. Ron smeared more lube in his hand and spread it on his own aching cock. He leaned forward and Evan lifted and pulled his legs in tighter exposing the puckered hole. Ron placed a searing kiss on Evan's lips and then directed the tip of his penis to that sweet unexplored hole. This was just like everything else in their lives that they did together; it was an embodiment of perfect communication, trust and tenacity.

"Baby, tell me if it hurts. I want you to love it too," Ron whispered and he started to move forward slowly. "Look at me. I'm going to be inside you. Push forward for me. That's it. Oh god, your hole is sweet. Like nothing else. Don't fight it. Relax for me. That's it. We can do this. Take me in you. I belong in you, baby. Oh my god, one inch at a time. Look at me. I'll go slowly. Like this. You feel that. Yes, one more inch...and then another one...Oh god, your hole is so fucking sweet. Yeah, let me in, let me in...Sweet Baby...fuck..." He watched Evan's face for signs of pain and eased of every time he winced. Ron kept up his crooning and the pleasure around his cock intensified as he got deeper and deeper; the tight resistance threatening to undo his resolve.

"You are in me," Evan said in awe when Ron's pubic hair rubbed against him and then his eyes widened when Ron thrust experimentally forward. The shivers rocked them. Slowly, Ron started moving, his strokes penetrating the wet hole gently. This was by far, by way far, the tightest, place his cock had ever been and he loved it.

"You feel so fucking....oh fuck!" Ron shouted through his clenched teeth, his eyes rolling back from the intensity. This was unbelievable. He felt Evan thrust forward more forcefully and he knew it was time. Ron kept hitting a crazily good spot and each time Evan would shout out his name. He kept up his slow, tentative motions for a while longer.

"Fuck me with everything," Evan cried and Ron obeyed. His forceful strokes ripped through Evan and he used his forearms to support his body and to get a better angle. He thrust forward and grunted. They got into a perfect, raw rhythm driven by lust and primal instinct. Ron thrust his hips forward and Evan pistoned upward tightening his muscles as he met the downward stroke, his hard cock trapped between their chiseled bodies. They were both groaning and moaning loudly completely oblivious of the racket they were causing. Ron shoved his body forward into Evan with such gusto the bed shook.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum. You're gonna make me cum. I'm not even touching...Oh fuck..." Evan yelled his body slamming up to take in the pleasure.

"Fuck, baby. Cum for me. Cum with me..." Ron said his teeth still clenched, his hips thrusting hard through the words. Ron felt his body quake and his strokes shortened. The moment was here and he threw his head back and put all he had into the fuck. His body was on fire.

"Oh fuck...I'm gonna...aaaaaaaaaahhhh!" Evan yelled lost in the throes of his orgasm. Ron almost died of sensory overload when he felt Evan's muscles spasm around him, around his cock. He cried out his own unintelligible moan and felt his cock shoot hard over and over inside the tightness of Evan's body.

His sweaty body collapsed onto Evan. God almighty, so that's what fucking was? Where had Evan been all his life? He felt drained of all energy. Their rugged breathing continued as they lay there in silence. The minutes ticked and on. He lifted his chest up and looked at Evan.

"How are you?" he asked his hair brushing against Evan's forehead.

"Great. You totally blow me away," Evan said reaching up to touch Ron's face but his hand falling back lazily in exhaustion.

"No, you amaze me. That was...something else...like...I don't know...way better than just sex...that was..." Ron said searching for the right words. What kind of writer doesn't have words? Clearly, the kind that just experienced the greatest intimacy in Evan's arms.

"That was total hotness, utter fulfillment, out of this world" Evan stated, evidently the word guru of the two. Ironic.

"Yeah," Ron agreed. He started to move off Evan's body, fearing he was crushing him but he felt Evan hold him down.

"No."

Ron lay back down and then noticed the cum on Evan's chest, right below his right nipple. Evan's cum. He moved over and licked it then he found some more and licked it too. Slowly, lazily, enjoying how private and personal an act he was engaging in. It was an extension of their love making and he savored it. He moved over to kiss the other nipple and his cock slipped out of Evan's hole. They sighed simultaneously as if it was the biggest catastrophe to befall mankind. Evan placed his hand in Ron's hair and proceeded to run his hands through it lazily. Ron loved that.

"What are you thinking about?" Evan asked in a low exhausted tone after a protracted silence.

"Just stuff. I'm thinking I've never been happier. I'm thinking you love me. I'm thinking about tomorrow and the day after and the one after that one," Ron whispered letting the words come forth as the thoughts sprouted in his brain.

"What about tomorrow?"

"About us and this, about life, about my parents, about your family, about the guys at work. Is it too soon to think about this?" Ron said.

"I think I'll tell Cece."

"Are you sure? What will you say? That you're...what? That you love me? That you're... gay?" Ron asked. That was the first time either one of them had uttered that word in reference to themselves.

"I don't know. Am I gay? I know I'm definitely not straight. I'm in love with you like I never was in love before. You're a guy, the only guy I have ever wanted. Like, do I qualify to be gay? Either way, does it matter?"

"It's different for me. Something just clicked when this thing started. My past attempts at relationships were total scams. I always felt like such a fraud. Do I want to do women? No. Our bodies, yours and mine, just make sense somehow. Honestly, when I was in Washington I studied those hot, perfectly polished, fresh faced career women, you know, the kind that every straight guy fantasizes about, sexy as hell and intelligent? I couldn't see myself enjoying being with them. Zero interest, even when they tried to flirt with me. You on the other hand, I want to do so much to," Ron explained licking Evan's neck to emphasize his point.

"Nice," Evan said with a yawn. His hands still journeying through Ron's hair.

"Maybe you should tell Cece that we just kinda let our strong friendship grow to the next level. I bet you she'll be cool about it. My mum will die. She already picked out names for my kids," Ron said laughing dryly.

"So, is that it for you? No wife, no kids, none of that?"

"No," Ron said firmly, reveling in the word. "I swear, my mum will die," Ron said realizing that their love would need to move beyond the two of them.

"How about Professor Grant?" It was funny, both his parents were Professor Grants but it was his dad who carried the title in social circles. It had always been like that.

"I don't know. He is too busy to care. Plus, a little too cerebral to concern himself with such "silly" issues," Ron guessed. "And your parents? I bet your mum will be unruffled by it. She sounds a little out there."

"I have no clue how she'll react. I haven't been close with my parents and I doubt this is going to make things better. I don't give a fuck. You are all that counts and that's that," he responded vehemently but Ron suspected Evan was just trying to convince himself.

Once again thanks for the emails. Dane.