Date: Wed, 6 Feb 2013 15:58:40 +0000
From: S Kay <s.watkins@live.co.uk>
Subject: Forbidden Crush Part 3

Forbidden Crush, Part 3 of 4
By Samantha Kay
(All four parts Copyright Protected 2013)


Pacing around anxiously in Jamie's office, Darren hoped he hadn't fucked up
too badly.

Jamie started it; Jamie definitely started it with the flirting.  But he's
supposed to be straight? Why would he be flirtatious in any way?  Fuck,
what am I playing at?

His chest was throbbing and his skin became clammy as his stomach churned.

Darren couldn't help questioning the situation, trying to shift the blame.
Maybe what happened wasn't entirely my fault, maybe Jamie did lead me on,
did start-off the flirting?

I need to stop this. Yeah, ok, I guess I have to admit I fancy him, but I
can't act on it. I can't be suggestive, can't check him out.  I'm his work
colleague for fucks sake.  Even if Jamie did initiate things, he clearly
isn't interested in actually following it through.

The office door opened Darren tensed, as he watched Jamie walk in quietly,
looking wide-eyed, before starting to apologise.

"Look, Jamie, I shouldn't have done that, I was just having a laugh." He
said dismissing the idea that he'd done it because of the chemistry he felt
between them.

"It's ok, honestly Darren. I'm sorry; I just freaked out a little." Jamie
blushed.

Fuck he looks cute when he blushes -no Darren, stop it.  "You sure?
Everything's cool?"

Jamie nodded in reply before going back to sit down at his desk.


~*~


They continued to work steadily for another hour. The attraction between
them was evident, alongside the tension that filled the room, fuelled by
their unexpected -and unvoiced- desire for one another.

"I'll be back in a minute, just off to take a piss," Jamie said as he got
up and left the room.

Darren closed the project folder, and the other folder they'd created for
the final decisions they'd made, before standing to his feet.  He stretched
his arms out in front of him as he yawned. He was getting tired. He wasn't
used to staying behind after work.

He turned around when he heard Jamie enter the room, and couldn't resist
chuckling when he saw the state he was in.  "What happened to you?" Darren
grinned.

"The tap!" Jamie laughed. "Loads of water just came gushing out and
splashed me. It's gotten me soaked!"

Darren laughed, while admiring the gorgeous smile that lit up Jamie's
pretty face.

Jamie went back behind his desk as he took off his suit jacket, chucking it
on the back of his chair. He then started to unbutton his wet-through
shirt.

"Whoa, what you doing?" Darren exclaimed, clearly alarmed. His heart giving
out a quick punch in his chest.

"I'm getting changed, obviously! I've got a spare top in my gym bag."
Jamie shed his shirt, revealing his smooth back.

"Errr." Darren muttered, a lump suddenly filling his throat, snatching away
his ability to speak.

The shallow contours of Jamie's shoulders were emphasised by the soft
lighting in the room, making them look sexy and defined.  Jamie's body was
utterly beautiful. His skin held a gentle glow as he slipped the wet fabric
down his arms, exposing the small of his back -which Darren somehow managed
to find looked `cute'.

Jamie wasn't aware of the full extent of Darren's emotions right then, but
he enjoyed the idea of turning him on, toying with the fact Darren was gay.
Jamie didn't need to change his top, but he wanted to. He wanted Darren's
attention, he couldn't quite understand why -or more importantly was
refusing to consider why- ignoring the idea he may actually be attracted to
him.  He couldn't stop himself, deep down he knew full well he was leading
him on, but deep down he wanted to.

"Holy fuck, what are you trying to do to me?" Darren murmured under his
breath, awed at the sight before him. He was too dazed to even try and
cover up the hard-on bulging against his trousers.

Jamie turned around, not quite sure if he'd heard Darren correctly.  "What
did you just say?" He said, his tone had now dropped and softened.

Darren didn't say anything. He slowly approached Jamie, their eyes
remaining fixed on each other.

Jamie gulped as Darren got nearer, his body becoming hot and tense.

His breath then caught; as Darren came up so close he could feel the heat
radiating off his body. They continued to stare into one another's eyes,
studying the evident underlying passion in each of them.

Jamie could smell the soft fading cologne Darren's skin was dressed with,
and see the sexy rough stubble on his face.  He let his gaze wonder back up
to look at Darren; their breathing now becoming more and more staggered,
but still quiet and gentle.

Jamie was scaring himself; he'd gone from attempting to flirt to now being
so close to Darren they were almost kissing.  What the hell am I doing...I
need to say no. I need to say no. Why the hell can't I tell him to stop?

Jamie unconsciously leant into Darren. Darren brought his fingers up and
carefully swept away the few stray hairs flowing across Jamie's eye.

Jamie then allowed Darren to bring his lips in closer, the sweet-smelling
aroma of coffee on Darren's breath tingling his lips.  Holy Fuck, what am I
doing...

Their minds then emptied of any questions, any doubts, once Darren suddenly
pressed his lips into Jamie's.

Jamie's bare arms flooded with goosebumps, as he allowed himself to kiss
Darren back, accepting the underlying truth that he badly craved the
man. His stomach churned lightly; the nausea a sign of his nerves mixed
with anticipation.

They both forced their mouths even closer, kissing each other hungrily as
though they couldn't get enough of the taste of one another, and the
feeling of their hot lips colliding.

Jamie wasted no time in opening his mouth, allowing Darren's tongue to play
inside; the first touch of the foreign wetness sending a jolt into his
boxers.

Their hands simultaneously reached up to hold one another's faces, and to
run their fingers through each other's head of hair. Jamie tugged Darren's
hair as the passion in him overpowered him.

Load eager moans escaped their kiss, and Jamie pulled at Darren's suit
jacket, needing to feel the flesh underneath the clothing.  Darren got the
message, and shuffled to get it off, without leaving Jamie's lips. Darren
then quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, leaving it to fall
onto the floor, revealing the taut skin which formed his masculine chest
and pressing it up against Jamie's.

Jamie literally gasped, relishing in the smoothness of Darren's skin
against his own, liking how hard it felt –hard, firm and hot.  "Fuck I
want you so bad." Jamie panted into Darren's mouth, their lips becoming
tenderer as they kissed mercilessly. Why do I want you so badly?

Darren replied with a moan; barely able to form words as Jamie pushed his
crotch into him, showing him he wasn't the only one with a raging hard-on.
Darren let his hands explore Jamie's body; caressing his arms, rubbing his
smooth chest and grabbing eagerly at his hips. He loved how warm his skin
felt, and how he –unusually- enjoyed not feeling any hair beneath his
fingertips as he stroked at Jamie's body.  Darren then took a firm hold of
Jamie's ass, using his grasp to pull him in closer; forcing their crotches
together.  "Oh fuck Jamie." Darren murmured. He could feel the blood
pumping through the veins in his cock as his mind jumped way ahead of the
game. He couldn't help but picture sliding his cock into Jamie, imagining
Jamie's face as he would overwhelm him with a feeling of fullness and
intimacy.

Darren carefully stepped back, taking Jamie with him, and sat down on
Jamie's desk chair. Their lips still locked together as Jamie slid a leg
down each side of Darren on the chair, so his bulging hard-on could be
easily rubbed against Darren's.  Darren's hands wondered again, and began
to rub Jamie's nipples.

Jamie moaned as the fingertips tugged and played with his sensitive flesh.

Their lips had become red and puffy from kissing, and Jamie enjoyed the
feel of Darren's hard stubble rub against his face. He revelled in the
soreness the friction had created.

Darren's hands then slid down Jamie's torso, reaching down to unfasten his
trousers, unleashing the rock-hard cock that was begging to be touched.

"Oh fuck." Jamie moaned as Darren took a firm grip of him, relishing in
sensations he'd not felt in a long time.  He buried his face in Darren's
neck, as he started to get stroked, his body squirming in ecstasy. To try
and control his moaning he then bit and sucked at the skin, savouring the
flavour and the roughness of it against his soft lips. "Oh Darren."

Jamie's hands slowly –and shakily- reached down to grab at Darren's fly,
the nerves starting to really kick in now, realising that for the first
time, he was going to be attempting to pleasure a man. He obviously had a
good idea of what a man would like, but it was still daunting.  He gulped
as he unfastened the button, and gently dragged down the zip, before
reaching into Darren's boxers and taking a hold of his dick.  "Oh my God."
He panted. He immediately found he liked the warmth and smoothness of it.

Nonetheless he still managed to freeze, his hand rigid as he began to panic
slightly, unsure of how to continue.

Darren sensed Jamie's fear, and nuzzled his nose into his ear to get him to
pull away from his neck. When Jamie did as he wanted Darren started kissing
him as a way to reassure him.  Darren then wrapped a hand around Jamie's,
and moved it in a stroking motion, prompting him. As he did Jamie gasped
into their kiss, and Darren's body trembled for a moment.

Jamie's confidence grew as he heard Darren moan deeply while he continued
to stroke him.  Stopping once to rub his thumb over the tip of his cock and
spread the leaking precum down the shaft.

"Fuck that's good," Darren mumbled, tightening his grip of Jamie and
stroking faster.

Jamie shuddered as he found himself on the verge of exploding.  "I'm not
gonna last much longer," He panted, "I'm so close."

Darren's body began to tense, telling him he wasn't far off either.  "Me
too." Darren gasped as he put an arm around Jamie and pulled him in
tightly.

Jamie responded by pushing his lips onto Darren's harder, their tongues
crashing passionately as they moaned loudly. Both breathless and eager to
give in to their pending orgasms.  "Oh God, Darren," Jamie said as he
pulled away from the kiss and went back to biting at his neck.

Jamie's body was the first to surrender, as cum suddenly fired from his
cock. He shuddered and bit aggressively at Darren's neck to repress his
loads groans, as his body rode through the amazing sensations making him
lose full control of his body.  "Oh God, Darren." He whimpered, his body
shaking and his lips now tasting the distinct taste of fresh blood.

Darren's cock squirted cum as he heard Jamie call his name, which was
enough to take him over the edge. He gripped firmly as he groaned loudly,
joining Jamie in that place of pure ecstasy.


~*~


They gradually loosened their grip of each other as their bodies calmed
down and they caught their breaths.

When Jamie's mind began to clear, he started to take in what he'd done.  He
couldn't control the alarm that radiated through him. He quickly pulled
away from Darren and stood up. He fumbled with his trousers to fasten them
back up and grabbed his shirt off the floor.

"You ok?" Darren asked as he picked up his own shirt, and looked at the
panic-stricken Jamie pacing around.

"What the fuck am I doing?" Jamie barked at himself angrily. "This was so
fucked up."

"Hey", Darren attempted to try and reassure, while reaching out to take a
hold of Jamie's arm, but Jamie jerked it away and headed towards the door.
 "Jamie-" Darren called, but the door was slammed shut.

He quickly followed him out into the corridor, but there was no sign of
him, he was already long gone.



To be continued...


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