by Mel Spenser
They made love this way until they couldn't contain it any longer. Andy's hand joined Nick's on his cock and together they jerked him off. Nick gently milked him through his orgasm, gave a few quick, shallow thrusts and then plunged deep, joining him.
Afterward, they lay together, joined. When Nick slipped out, Andy rolled over to face him. He stretched and pressed their bodies together. They kissed for a long time like two people who knew they were where they should be, with the person they should be with.
Finally, they drifted off to sleep, arms and legs tangled together. Before he dozed off, Andy said, "I love you, too."
Chapter 31
Nick walked across the parking lot toward the library. He was surprised to see Andy outside talking to a guy with a clipboard. He could tell that the guy was mad because he was gesturing with his arms. Andy didn't seem fazed in the least. He was standing with his hands on his hips, listening to the guy rant. His hair and tie were blowing in the breeze that had kicked up. Of course, Nick couldn't help but notice Andy's hair.
Nick walked up within hearing range, but stayed off to the side. He heard the guy say, "Its public property. Anybody can use it."
Andy replied, "Actually, it's considered trespassing because you are not using the library for its intended purpose. I'm going to have to ask you to stop soliciting our patrons."
Nick waited and listened, letting Andy do his job.
The guy came back with another retort. Andy just gave him back the same response. It was like a mantra. The guy finally decided to leave when Andy mentioned calling the police.
When he was sure that the guy was leaving, Andy turned to go back into the building. He smiled when he saw Nick.
"Hey, you."
"Hi, babe. You know, it kind of turns me on when you get all forceful," Nick said to him. "Makes me all weak in the knees."
"Everything turns you on, smartass," Andy laughed.
"Just you, baby," Nick said. "So what was that guy's problem?"
"Oh, he was trying to get people to sign a petition. These assholes think they can do anything they want. I'm always having to run somebody off. It especially pisses me off when they tell me that they pay my salary. Hell, I pay my salary. Jerks."
They walked toward the building together. The wind blew again and Andy shivered.
"Damn, it's cold out here," he said.
Nick shook his head. "Wuss. It's almost sixty degrees. This is great! If we were in Indianapolis it would probably be in the forties or worse. Januarys suck up there."
"Speaking of warmer climates…" Andy said.
Nick held the door open for Andy to go through.
"I feel something brewing," Nick said.
"Ever been to the Southwest? Southern California? Arizona?" Andy asked.
"I've been to LA on business, but that's about it."
"Got any plans for March?" Andy asked. "That's when spring break is. Sandy and the gang are doing the Southwest thing. Interested?
"Maybe," Nick said.
"It's sunny out there. Lots of desert. I would need my own personal slathering boy again."
Nick laughed. "I happen to be an experienced slatherer, you know."
They dropped the topic as they walked through the workroom on the way to Andy's office. Nick greeted the staff as he went. Once the office door was closed, Nick pulled Andy to him.
"Happy anniversary, babe," Nick said. "It was six months ago today that we met. The night you practically raped me in my foyer. On the first date, I might add. Slut."
"And you hated every minute of it, if I remember correctly," Andy smiled at him. "I remember that you put up quite a fight."
"So are you about ready to leave?" Nick asked. "I'm starving."
Andy laughed. "You're always hungry. I don't know how anybody can eat as much as you and still look so gorgeous. So what did you have in mind?
"You could make me a romantic anniversary dinner at home," Nick said.
"Ha! After all this time you still seem to have this misconception that I cook." They kissed and Andy added, "How about I treat tonight and we can negotiate breakfast?"
"Sounds like a deal."
END
