Two days before Christmas, and I was driving to meet Darren. I finished work early, and it was a surprisingly sunny and warm for a winter December day. He said he had cleared his day for me and asked me to meet him at a spot close to his office.
I was early and headed to the spot he had picked out – a small parking lot near the marina on the lake. Darren’s office was only about ten minutes from this spot, and he said he would call me when he was on his way.
I pulled into the lot, noting the sun shining and checked my phone. No texts or messages yet, so I put the car in park and checked the time. I relaxed back into my seat, my heart pounding in anticipation of seeing Darren again this week. The quick fuck over my freezer last weekend in my basement had left me wanting more. I suddenly smiled knowing that we had been together for almost a year. It was only last Christmas day, sitting beside the pool in the Dominican when I had spotted him. All 6’2” of smooth muscle in his red bathing suit, his shoulder tattoo drawing my attention. And when we had paired up for the swimming competition…
My phone rang and I grabbed it quickly, seeing it was Darren.
“Afternoon.” I answered with a big hint of sexiness.
“Mmmm. Always good to hear your voice.” He was in his car already as I could tell from the sound. “Are you on your way?”
I stared out at the lake, my car turned off and already getting cold. “I’m already here.”
“What?” He said, surprised. “Can’t wait to see me huh?”
“I got off early so headed here slowly.”
“You should have texted me and I would’ve left earlier. No one’s here.” He said it pointedly, as if it meant something, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to see him, so I let the sounds of his deep voice carry me away.
My cock was hard the entire time we spoke, and in less than ten minutes, Darren’s SUV was pulling up beside me. He had that lustful smile on his face as he looked at me and waited for me to get into his car. There were no other cars in the lot, and we were in a parking lot that was secluded, so as soon as I got into the warmth of his vehicle, I leaned right over to kiss him hello.
Which turned into a very long, sensual greeting, with my hand finding his erect cock in his dress pants as our tongues battled.
His big hand was already grabbing my jock ass, squeezing it tight, causing him to grunt into my mouth. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted this man, even here in a car two days before Christmas. Every time I saw him unleashed a hunger in me I hadn’t felt for anyone in a long, long time.
I sat back, reluctantly, and looked at his smiley face. He was so good looking I still couldn’t believe we were together.
He reached around behind me in the back seat and grabbed a small plastic bag and brought it forward. “I brought us a little something.” He pulled out two dollar-store small champagne flutes, and a small bottle of champagne wrapped in a brown paper bag.
My heart was beating like mad as I watched him hand the glasses to me and unwrap the foil around the bottle. “Now, since it will be very, very difficult to see each other on Christmas, I wanted to make sure we toasted our anniversary.” He winked at me as he looked at the bottle, realizing it was a screw cap. “Thank God I didn’t have to pop this thing in here. Was afraid I’d poke your eye out.” He giggled, pouring a bit into the glass I was holding, careful it didn’t overflow.
“Aren’t you the romantic.” I mumbled to him quietly as I watched him concentrating on pouring. “I can’t believe it’s been a year.”
He smiled at me and took a glass from me. “I can’t either.” He held it up for a moment, looking into my eyes as he leaned over the cupholders in between us. “And in an entire year, I’m completely fixated with just you. I haven’t looked or wanted anyone else since I first met you.” He reached over and took my right hand and looked down at it, thumbing the Greek ring I had on that he had asked me to wear. He twisted it in his fingers and pulled at it, sliding it off my finger. “And I’ve never been happier.”
Then he dug into the cupholder and pulled out another ring and held them open in front of us in the palm of his hand. “I know this seems silly, but I want you to know how serious I am about us.” He looked up again into my blue-grey eyes. “This is my university grad ring I got. I wear it every now and then, but when I saw yours, I pulled it out. Here, take it.”
I fished it out of his big hand and looked at it, the flat top of the gold ring, the small symbols on the side that I couldn’t make out.
“I want you to know that I am yours. All yours.” He held up my ring in between his thumb and forefinger. “I want you to wear this ring on your right hand every day. And I’ll wear this one on mine.” He put his glass down in the cupholder and took mine, doing the same, and then took my right hand. “I know we’re married already, but I realize it’s possible to love two people deeply, in a different way. So…” He slid my ring back on my third finger on my right hand, “I want to be your husband too.”
I watched him carefully, holding back tears and smiled back at him. I took his ring that he gave me and took his big hand in mine. His fingers seemed so much thicker than mine, and I was suddenly mesmerized by the perfect shape of his hand. I slid the ring onto his right hand, third finger, slowly. “Then don’t take yours off either. For as long as we can do this, I’m yours too.”
He leaned over and kissed me, and forgetting where we were, I kissed him back hard, intensely, for a long moment until he pulled off and took our glasses and handed them back to me. “This is as close as we can get to being married right now.”
I looked at my own ring back on my finger and sighed. “Would you marry me, for real?” I asked quietly.
Darren paused and put his free hand on mine. “We’ve always said that our families come first.” He thumbed the ring that he just slid on my finger, and we sat silently for a moment. I thought about Allie and our life together. It wasn’t the best, but we managed. We were more friends that passionate lovers. And I couldn’t help but think about what it would be like if she wasn’t in my life. I wasn’t sure I could hurt her. But I also wasn’t sure I could keep pretending. And then I heard Darren say, “But yes, I would.”
My heart was pounding in my chest. “That’s good to know, because I have been thinking a lot about us, and wondering if we could do it.”
Darren’s eyes looked into mine, and I tried to read what he was thinking. “Maybe someday, but I think our kids are too young, and I can’t do that to them right now.” He let out a big breath himself and continued. “But I’ve been thinking about it too. All the time. I can picture us together.”
I smiled sadly. “I’d do it. For you. I’m ready.” I heard myself saying.
Darren squeezed my hand. “Really? You’d leave Allie and the kids?”
“I think so, yes.” I said quietly. “It’s been a long time since I felt like this. Before Allie, I was ready to marry another man, but it wasn’t legal back then.”
Darren focused on me, watching me as I spoke, his eyes studying me. “You were in love with another man?”
“I was finishing school. I lived with him for a while, and I pictured my entire life with him.” I stopped, feeling the rush of emotions flooding me from deep within that I had so carefully buried. It had been awhile since I talked about Joe; thinking about him was hard enough. Talking about him with Darren was proving to be even harder. “And when he was gone, I thought I would never be with another guy again.”
“What happened?” Darren asked tentatively.
I shook my head, trying to hold back tears as I remembered all the things I had pushed down, especially that last time I saw him. “I don’t want to talk about just yet.” I whispered.
Darren sensed this was a touchy subject. He put his glass back in the cupholder and took mine as well. He took both of my hands in his and leaned closer to me. “Hey.” He said quietly. “Look at me.” He asked me sensitively.
My watery eyes looked into his big brown eyes. “I don’t want to hurt anyone. Not my family, and most importantly, you. I’m not going to hurt you, ever.” He said and held up my right hand. “With this ring on your finger, I promise you that. But that’s all I can promise right now. But one day, I promise you…” He held his breath a moment. “You and I will be together. When it’s time. And we will be husbands for real. To each other. I promise.”
I leaned over and kissed him again in desperation, flinging my arms around his neck and breathing him in as I felt his tongue fill my mouth. “I love you.” I said in between his lips.
Darren pulled back and looked at me suddenly. And I knew that look. “Is your car locked?” He suddenly asked.
I nodded as he put his car in reverse and backed out. He didn’t say anything, just took my hand in his and held it as he started to drive.
“Where are we going?” I eventually asked as he pulled onto the main street.
He smiled, not taking his eyes off the road. “My office. It’s empty, and I don’t want to do this in the car.”
I felt butterflies as the warmth of his hand still radiated through me. I leaned over closer to him and slid my right hand up his forearm and held onto his large bicep as he drove. In ten minutes, we were pulling up behind the small three-story building that housed his office.
I followed him in, carrying the two glasses of champagne that we hadn’t finished yet, as he walked purposefully into the empty building. “Everyone’s gone.” He murmured over his shoulder as we rounded a corner and he stopped to unlock his office door. He held it open and closed it behind me.
It was a spacious office, large desk in the corner with a big black office chair behind it, two smaller ones on the other side of it, and a small round table in the opposite corner with four chairs. His desk was neat, tidy, well organized. Smartly decorated with a minimalistic décor, very masculine and manly. Just like him.
As soon as I set the glasses down on the round table, Darren was on me, kissing me, backing me over to the desk where my ass collided with it as he pressed himself up against me hard. “I’ve always wanted to fuck you in my office.” He murmured to me, pulling my coat off me and his own off his upper body. I could feel his dick already hard in his pants as he shoved up against me, not wasting any time as he started to pull at my clothes.
He kissed me as he lifted my sweater over my head and his big hands grabbed my pecs. His tongue battled mine as he fumbled with the button on my pants and opened them up, yanking them down as I kicked off my shoes. He lifted my bare ass up and plopped me down on the desk and grabbed my legs to pull off each sock.
And there I was, completely naked, sitting on his desk while he remained fully clothed.
Darren took a step back and looked at me sitting there on the edge, my cock fully erect and pointing straight up from my ripped body.
“Fuck me.” He gasped with a half grin. “I’m going to remember this vision every day.” He took a step towards me and bent over to meet my awaiting cock with his lips. My hands went to his head, feeling the softness of his hair as he swallowed me down into his warm mouth. I arched back, letting one foot move up to his big shoulder as he blew me. His tongue made its way to my smooth round balls, sucking each one into his mouth and pushing me backwards on his desk so I was lying flat. And then he lifted my legs and buried his head into the crack of my ass.
His tongue flicked out tantalizingly, making me moan loud as he started to rim me. He was grunting, enjoying it just as much as I was. He spent a lot of time massaging, licking, tasting, flicking, poking and prodding my tight pink hole. I was a squirming like a cat in heat by the time he stood up, and opened his zipper.
I lifted my head slightly to see him pull out his big cock, leaving his pants on. With his thick shaft sticking out of him, he looked like a horny businessman ready for pussy. With his cock leading him forward, Darren stepped up to my ready hole and slowly pushed his way inside me.
I arched my back suddenly and grabbed the material of his pants as he invaded me so quickly. That first insertion of Darren always made me leak, and this time was no exception as he slid all the way in. My hands grabbed his hard ass as he held himself deep inside me, giving a little wiggle with his hips to make me really know he was buried completely in me. He opened my legs with his hands and stood in between me, his collared shirt still done up hiding his magnificent body. I could feel the zipper on my ass cheek he was pushing so hard against me, wanting to literally climb up in me.
“You are so fucking hot.” He whispered as he stood there, his dick fully stuffed in my ass as I lay on his desk naked. And then he started to move his hips slowly, the way Darren loved to fuck. Taking his time. Making sure I was enjoying his cock as much as he was enjoying being buried in me. He had unbelievable control, holding back the intensity to make sure I wasn’t in pain, and we could both enjoy the pleasure building before he let loose.
He watched me carefully, never taking his eyes off me. His big hands held my legs by the ankles at times or slid down my calves to my ass. He would pull my legs together at times, placing my legs on either side of his head as he watched me. Or he would open them up wide, pushing them down against the desk spread eagled. I could see his pecs moving under his shirt. I could see the bulge of his biceps. I could see the veins in his neck pulse and thicken. And I could feel every inch of his love throbbing deep within me.
His thick hand grabbed my cock as he pumped into me, slowly stroking it to match his own steady pace.
“Don’t!” I pleaded, knowing that once he started stroking me, I was a goner. He just smiled and let his other hand run up and down my torso, feeling my hard pecs, the rippling of my abs, and the hardness of my nips. He tightened his grip on my cock in his fist, and kept jerking it knowing I would cum.
I arched again at this point knowing it was fruitless to resist, my hands moved to his forearms and I held onto his muscular arms. “Oh fuck,” I groaned. “Fuck!” I grunted, feeling my face go numb and my insides churning.
“You gonna cum for me baby?” Darren whispered, so softly in his baritone voice that just speaking to me would make me shoot. He adjusted his stance a bit and his cock hit my spot. He saw it in my eyes first, before my mouth hung open in a loud moan. “Oh Jesus there it is.” He grinned and made sure he kept punching that spot in me, squeezing my cock more in his hand and moving faster.
“Darren!” I groaned and leaned up to grab his pecs through his shirt. “Holy fuck!” I started to say as I began to shudder uncontrollably. He watched me shake under him, enjoying that his cock and his hand were doing this to me.
“Cum for me.” He groaned at me as I let my head fall back against his desk and I moaned loudly as I shivered out my climax. I clutched at his chest as the first rope of cum shot out straight up my chest and hit my own chin, followed by a second string of my thick cum falling in a line beside the first. Darren moaned loud and continued to fist my cock, picking up his own rhythm in my ass and pounding into me harder.
He stroked my cock to completion, and then backed out of me, leaving my ass gaping for him. I lifted my head up to see him use my own cum in his hand to lube his cock more and slide back into me. He pulled my legs towards him, making me slide into him just as much as he was sliding into me.
I moaned as he stuffed my ass again, his big hands now holding onto my hips as he rammed me hard. I reached down to feel his hands on me, and he took both my hands in his, using our locked fingers to pull me into him so that he could ram me like a machine. His face became hard, his eyes bore into me as he fucked me on a mission to cum.
And it didn’t take long.
With him completely clothed, his raw dick pummeling my ass, he let out a long deep guttural growl and started to unload into me. “Here you go baby!” He yelled and slammed into me, pushing me back on the desk as he flooded my insides. A few more thrusts, and a lot more groans, and he was spent.
He leaned over me and we made out fiercely, as if we could both go again. He leaned back, grabbed my right hand and took my third finger with the Greek ring into his mouth, sucking it in to the ring before letting it slide out of his mouth. Then he fed me his newly ringed finger and let me suck on his thick digit as I felt his cock twitch and pulsate inside me.
“We’re one buddy.” He grinned over me. “One.”
I pulled him to me and kissed him again, feeling his cock slipping out of me. I squeezed my ass tight, keeping in his very essence inside me. Because I was his. Linked together now with a ring. I didn’t want anyone else.
And I was now looking to the future with Darren. Just us. One.
