Partners

Bobby Hobbes woke up as always before his alarm went off. It was going to be another long hot 
day. It was the end of 
summer, he'd been working with Darien for several months now.
They had been trying a new medication on him this month and so far it seemed to be working. He 
still had to check his locks 
and hated coming up to corners when ever he was in a hallway but some of the everyday tension 
seemed to have ease up. 
Along with his new meds, Claire had asked him to "please try several relaxation techniques and a 
couple of exercises." He thought they might be helping, he was sleeping longer periods before 
waking up. He sometimes woke up every hour on 
the hour. This week, he had only been up once the whole night. The exercises she had him doing 
had made him sore as hell for the first week. They were really modified crunches. But she 
insisted they would ease tension from his back and spine and that would help him to sleep. He 
knew one thing after a month of the damn things his mid section was starting to look like it had 
when he was twenty. 
He was never going to have a six pack. But when he looked in a mirror he noticed his abdomen 
muscles were tight, and slightly visible. The love handles Viv had once teased him about were 
gone.  
Now if he could just grow some hair back on his head.... No, that wasn't what he wanted to 
improve on. He wanted some peace in his life. He wasn't stressed about this physical attributes 
or lack thereof. 
Bobby picked up Darien as usual. Bobby watched as his Partner appeared. It was a long walk 
from the apartment building to 
the curb. Bobby had time to admire the long legged stride Darien covered ground with when he 
was awake, and not dragging 
his feet. Bobby had tried to interest Darien in a class in martial arts, he'd be good at it, he had a 
great reach for one thing and 
good balance.  
But Darien had just told him to forget it. He was not interested.
 
That was one thing Bobby didn't know about his partner. How did he stay in shape. He had a 
good build, it was just spread out. His chest was well muscled, Claire was forever having him take 
his shirt off, everyone knew what Fawkes looked like with his shirt off, even Eberts. Bobby caught 
himself wondering about the rest of Darien's build and shook the vision of long legs and two 
bodies wrapped around each other out of his head. 
 
'Hey Hobbes how's it hanging" Darien climbed into the van and groaned. 
"No sleep?" Bobby pulled into traffic. 
"Restless sleep, I keep having these weird dreams." Darien told him.  
He looked over at Bobby who looked almost happy this morning. If you had any idea that you are 
the star of most of the 
dreams.... 
 
"Fawkes, I've been on this new exercise program Claire researched. What do you do to keep in 
shape?" he asked in all 
seriousness.
"When I was in the joint, I had a weight routine. Now I do push ups, stuff like that and I have a 
small weight set at my place no bench or anything." 
"Well what ever it is works." Bobby told him. 
"Thanks." Darien kind of liked that Bobby had noticed his build. 
 
"Darien you look tired this morning having any problems?" Claire told him, as she looked at the 
bags under his eyes and 
frowned. 
"No, nothing much to report, just a sleepless night." 
Claire studied him as he replied, "If you continue to have trouble sleeping please tell me and I'll 
give you something." 
Agent Hobbes stood in the doorway and knocked. He was smiling. He was planning on teasing 
Claire a little, by showing her 
his improved build.  
" Can I ask you something, Claire." 
"Come in Bobby."
"I didn't think you wanted me in there when you're checking on the kid." 
Bobby sauntered into her domain. 
"Is it about your medication?" 
"No, it's this exercise routine you put me on I think it's working I've been sleeping longer. I slept 
almost the entire night last night. 
But it's having this side effect."
Claire's eyebrows knitted together in concern as she stepped closer to Bobby, "What type of side 
effect?" 
"I'll show you, is it OK, if I take my shirt off?" Bobby was setting up the Keep for a small joke and 
he was having a hard time keeping a straight face.  
Hobbes slipped his jacket and shirt off quickly placing them carefully over a chair back. Claire had 
turned back to her medical 
equipment. She'd fetched her stethoscope and was moving to the exam table. Bobby was sitting 
in Darien's usual place waiting. 
"What is the problem you have been experiencing?" she said then noticed he looked very 
masculine with his shirt off. He was possibility more muscular than Darien. Bobby's chest was 
generously accented with dark hair. Altogether a very nice example of a well developed adult 
male. 
" Why Bobby I had no idea. You're very well put together, aren't you." Claire smiled. She'd had an 
idea she was being set up for one of their little pranks but she had deliberately taken all of the fun 
out of it now. Bobby lost that mischievous gleam in his eyes and look at her. He'd been busted. 
"You don't have to look so pleased with yourself." He moved to jump off the table. Neither of them 
had noticed Darien's reaction to the sight of Bobby shirtless. 
"My God, Partner! I'd some idea there was more hiding under those suites than cotton button 
down shirts. But you've been holding out on me, Buddy. I've always been a sucker for a hairy 
chest, but I hadn't expected such nice muscles. Then a really nice tight abdomen. What ever 
exercise program she's got you on buddy it's working. Darien looked away before he was caught 
looking. 
Bobby was fixing his tie and walking toward the door.  
"Come on partner, I'm sure the Official wants us." 
 
Later that same day, when they were staking out another building waiting for another group of 
bad guys, Darien made a comment that had Bobby puzzled for the rest of the week. 
" Hey Partner, you know that trick you tried to play on Claire today, she wasn't the only one 
effected." 
"What do you mean?" Hobbes asked and at that very moment the bad guys showed up and the 
Partners had to get busy. 
Darien had to go invisible and follow the bad guys inside. Darien didn't take long this time to 
liberate the information needed and 
he was back, shaking off the quicksilver and climbing into the van. Bobby was still on the 
perimeter, watching for problems. 
It wasn't until the drive home that night that Bobby remembered about Darien's strange 
statement. He'd already dropped Fawkes off or he would have asked. Bobby figured it could wait 
until tomorrow. But the more he thought about it the more it bothered him. Darien and Claire had 
been the only two people present. And he had been attempting to embarrass the Keep just a 
little. But she had figured out he was up to something before hand. Then the trick must have been 
on Darien. 
But how? Bobby had been around the block a few times. He'd been with lovers other than Viv, 
before he knew her, he'd not been with much of anyone since. A few meaningless one night 
stands that usually just made it more difficult to sleep. He wasn't only attracted to females, he'd 
been with a few men in his life.... The first, way back in the service. But he'd been strictly women 
for the past ten years or so. How the hell had he gotten to thinking about guys again.
He'd been thinking about Darien,... whoa, wait a minute! He tried to examine his feelings for 
Darien. That was when he realized, that if it wasn't for the new meds. He probably wouldn't have 
noticed, that he was falling for the younger man. The new pill they had him on took the edge off 
his obsessive nature, without making him so zombie like. The old stuff had been so strong it 
hadn't allowed his emotions to come out. 
Bobby could see the comparisons. Viv had been beautiful, young and out of his reach. But for 
some reason he still didn't 
understand, she had chosen him. Darien was gorgeous, young and so far out of his reach, it was 
laughable. The closest Bobby was ever going to get to Darien was about where their relationship 
was now. They were friends, and Partners and he would give his life for his Partner. But Bobby 
probably would never be able to tell his Partner, he cared about him. It would freak Darien out too 
much. 
 
Darien was thinking along the same lines in his apartment. There was no way Darien would ever 
be able to confess his attraction 
for Bobby to Bobby's face. The older agent was to straight in that respect. Bobby just might take a 
punch at him if Darien 
broached the subject. Darien didn't have it so bad that he was willing to risk their friendship, not 
yet. 
Fawkes closed his eyes and remembered the sight of Bobby in the lab that morning. God, his 
partner was built, he wished he 
could have the chance to go lock lips with Hobbes just once, to see if he tasted as hot as he 
looked.  
Darien had an idea that Bobby would be a terrific lover, no matter who his lover was. Bobby didn't 
let people close, so if he did get to that point, where he was getting sexual with someone they 
would be in for the ride of their life. 
By the end of the week, when the Keeper looked Darien over she frowned "Your still not sleeping 
are you Darien?" 
"I'm sleeping just not all that much." he answered irritably. 
"If this keeps up I am going to give you something." 
"Yeah, well not yet, I'll try some of those tapes you gave Bobby, he said he's got the technique 
down now." 
She nodded, hoping they helped "Fine, I'll see you later." 
Darien knew why he wasn't sleeping -- he kept thinking about Bobby. He dreamed about him 
sometimes, but it was never peaceful sleep. When he dreamed, it was always about something 
terrible happening; Bobby being killed right in front of him. Shot, full of holes, or blow up, or some 
other terrible means of taking a human life. 
Hobbes was waiting for Darien with a special assignment. They had to sneak into a warehouse at 
the docks. There was a lady being held hostage there and Darien's special talents might be her 
only hope of living through her ordeal. 
"Claire, we need some help here." Bobby was half carrying Darien. He had stay under for much 
longer than was safe, but he'd gotten the woman out safely. He'd had to cover her with the 
quicksilver too, at the end, or they would have been discovered. She was being debriefed. But 
Darien needed attention now. 
Darien was accepting Bobby's help, Darien was in pain all over this time, and it was worse than 
usual. He doubled over as a 
fresh wave of toxic poison hit his system.
"Claire he's in pain over here, hurry." Bobby yelled. 
"Help me get his arm out straight." she grasped Darien's arm and pulled, but he was in such a 
tight knot of pain she couldn't budge his arm. 
"Darien, listen to me Buddy, we're here to help. You have to relax your arm, so Claire can give 
you the shot." 
Darien looked up into Bobby's eyes. Darien's eyes were close to all red, but there was a glimmer 
of normalcy there still. He 
clenched his jaw and eased his arm out so that the Keep could stab him with the needle. 
Bobby held on to him knowing that when he was this far gone it hurt when the Counteragent hit 
his system almost as much as the toxic build up did. He stroked a hand over Darien's back, 
making loose circles in an effort to ease the pain for his partner. 
After a couple of minutes, Darien eased up from his curled up position.
Darien looked up at Bobby "Thanks, that's better now." 
"You got to stop taking risks like this Buddy. You're not going to make it one of these times and 
you know you don't want to go 
through that again." 
"I know, but we were so close. I wasn't about to just leave her there."
"OK, OK I understand." Bobby was standing next to the big chair Darien was often given his 
treatment in. 
Claire was observing them both in a detached manner. She had trained so long as a scientist it 
was in her nature to observe. Bobby was more concerned for Darien than she had ever seen him. 
He had been talking to him with a note of tenderness in his voice. Now he was back to a more 
normal tone. But he was still worried about his partner. 
"Is the counteragent working?" She asked looking at Darien's eyes, they were beginning to clear 
up now. But he needed to lay 
still for awhile yet. 
 
Bobby knew there was no way he'd be able to sleep that night. He knew after what had happened 
that afternoon, he'd be too worried. So it was either swallow his pride, and ask Darien if he could 
spend the night on his couch or he'd be sleeping in the van outside all night. Bobby would have to 
be sure Darien was safe. For Bobby to be sure it meant being close by. 
They were driving in the van, after convincing the Keeper he'd could sleep a lot better in his own 
bed then at the agency. 
"Darien you know how I worry all the time?'
Darien was leaning back in the seat, his eyes closed, he felt like shit still. He answered absently. 
"Yeah."
"No, I mean you know the way I am. 
Darien looked over at his friend, as bad as he was feeling he could see the strain of the day 
showing on Bobby's face. "OH, yeah got you." 
Bobby glanced at Darien. The senior agent's heart had been in his throat that afternoon, when 
the younger man had been in such 
distress. He steeled himself for a rejection. "Would you mind if I crashed on your couch tonight? 
Other wise I'm going to spend 
the whole night worrying about you." 
"If you want sure." Darien agreed, he didn't have a problem with it. He couldn't turn Bobby down, 
he couldn't refuse Bobby anything. 
"Thanks." 
 
"I'm going to crash. Make yourself at home." Darien told Hobbes. Darien disappeared into his bed 
room and returned with a blanket and pillow. 
"Thanks, get some rest, Partner." Bobby took the stuff from him. 
"I'm going to try." Darien nodded and walked back to his bed room. 
Darien removed his shoes and pants and then just crawled up his bed until he could reach his 
pillow. Then he collapsed face down, he was a sleep in seconds. 
Bobby was used to sleeping in strange places, but he was also use to the routine he'd recently 
started with Claire's help. So to get comfortable, he took off everything but his boxers and tee 
shirt. He sat on the floor and did his exercises. He had almost skipped, them but he still wasn't 
sure if it was the combination of them and the relaxation techniques that were helping or not. He 
then ran the relaxation mantra through his mind, it helped. By the time he was finished, he was 
relaxed.
He lay on the couch and waited for sleep. Bobby woke up three hours later, 'not bad Bobby.' 
Three hours in a row was good for him. He checked on Darien and found him curled into a ball. 
Bobby's first reaction was Darien was having a quicksilver reaction. But when Bobby got close he 
noticed a different sound coming from his Partner.
Darien was crying. 
Bobby didn't hold that against him, he'd cried in his life a number of times. But he wanted to wake 
Darien if it was a nightmare. Bobby wanted to help his Partner if he was awake. Bobby assumed 
it was because all the crap from the day had just caught up to Darien. Almost dieing tended to 
have a delayed effect. You suddenly realized you were alone in the world and there was no one 
who really cared if you died. Bobby knew that feeling. He wasn't about to let Darien live through 
all that pain, Bobby Hobbes was there for him and he always would be. 
Bobby moved closer to the bed and listened, he didn't think it was a night mare. Bobby sat on the 
bed behind Darien, one leg on the bed, one foot on the floor. He touched Darien's neck and 
shoulders with both hands, in a gesture of comfort. His partner didn't seem to notice at first, but 
after a few seconds the younger man seemed to relax a little. Bobby squeezed the tension 
knotted flesh under his hands once, then started rubbing his thumbs in circles at the base of 
Darien's neck. He was rewarded after several minutes by the sound of deep breathing. Darien 
was sleeping peacefully again. 
Bobby stayed a few more minutes to make sure, then as he lifted his hands, Darien stirred. 
Bobby put one hand back, and his partner slipped back into a deep sleep. Bobby made himself 
as comfortable as possible. Bobby leaned his back against the head board, one leg bent as 
before the other still on the floor. Bobby's warm hand was resting on Darien's back. He dropped 
off to sleep himself after awhile and only woke up when his leg went to sleep under him. 
This was stupid, he decided, if he removed his hand Darien woke up. Darien needed to sleep, 
he'd been having a rough week and an even rougher day. Bobby made the decision, Darien 
might be freaked by it in the morning, but he needed the rest. Bobby lifted the cover and moved 
to lay next to his Partner. Bobby's head on the pillow, his hand resting on Darien's side. Bobby 
went to sleep. 
Darien woke up hours later because he was hot. When Darien noticed why he smiled. There was 
a hot blooded Mediterranean 
pressed close to his back.  
It felt wonderful he wanted held and this was so close. Bobby wasn't too weirded out by the idea 
of two guys together, if he'd been willing to risk this to comfort him. 
Darien tried to feel all the places they were touching. There was a hard, muscled chest pressed 
into his back, there was a arm and hand resting on his side, Bobby's head was partly resting 
against Darien's shoulder, and there was one well muscled thigh pressed against his ass. Darien 
was so aroused he could have groaned. He knew it was inappropriate, and he wasn't glad he was 
hard, but it would pass... eventually.  
He just wanted to experience this a few more minutes. Bobby so close, so hot. Bobby cared, 
maybe not the way Darien wanted, but he cared. And at this point in his life, he'd take what he 
could get.  
Darien was so comfortable he had to fight the exhaustion still pulling at him. But he lost the battle 
and slipped back into a deep sleep. 
 
Bobby woke up feeling good. He knew where he was, why he was there and he still didn't care if 
Darien was mad about it. He slipped out of the bed and checked the time. It was past seven. He 
hadn't slept this late in years. Bobby called Claire on her cell phone and explained they would be 
late. He went back into the bed room. 
"Hey, Partner you wake?' 
"Yeah, just getting up the energy to get out of bed. Did the coffee maker work?"
"Yeah, there is coffee. Is it OK if I shower first?" 
Darien moved to sit up, he glanced towards the doorway. Bobby was standing there barefoot, 
wearing his pants and a white t-shirt. He looked adorable. God, Bobby would hate that adjective 
being used to describe him. But Darien was thinking 'adorable as in sexy.' Not as in cute. Bobby 
was a lot of things, but cute was not one of them. Virile, dependable, caring, strong, paranoid 
and exasperating, but not cute. 
"Sure, go ahead." Darien rubbed his hands over his face he felt better but it was going to he 
another long day. 
 
Bobby thought Darien didn't know about him sleeping with him. He hadn't acted any different than 
usual. He hadn't said anything. 
So their day was the same as always. Only part of it was spent in debriefing. It wasn't until that 
night when Bobby was dropping 
him off as always that Darien spoke up. 
"Bobby, when you were in college did you ever experiment around with sex?" that hadn't quite 
come out the way he'd meant it to.
"What do you mean did I have lots of partners? Or do you mean did I experiment, like see what it 
was like with guys?" 
"Yeah, both I guess." Darien looked at him hoping he hadn't asked the wrong thing. 
Bobby knew then that Darien hadn't been asleep the entire time, but apparently if he was just 
now asking him about it, it hadn't creeped him out. 
"I didn't date a lot in college, but I did try it with a guy a few times when I was in the service. It was 
different, but sometimes you need the release, you know?" Bobby told him trying to keep the note 
of building hope out of his voice. 
"In prison I had to accept a guy as my protector. But I had already learned I kind of liked both 
men and women. It just depended on the person, not their gender." 
Bobby lifted an eye brow at Darien "I never would have guessed your bi." 
Darien looked at him again, looked him deep in the eyes and said, " It felt good to have your arms 
around me last night. I'd  
like for us to get to know each other even more... if your willing."
"I thought you'd never ask." Bobby gave him a big smile and leaned towards him for their first 
kiss. Darien was so shocked 
at his reply he was frozen in place. Bobby covered his mouth, making contact first his lips then his 
tongue. He cupped the back of his Partners head in one strong hand and stroked his tongue 
tentatively over Darien's lips. He finally got the response he wanted when Darien's mouth opened 
to him. They stroked and tasted, until Bobby ended it saying, " I think we need to go inside now." 
he was aroused completely.
Bobby had never gotten turned on so quickly from just a kiss. He didn't know if Darien could tell, 
he was wearing dark blue pants so it wasn't real obvious. 
But Darien was thinking nearly the same thing, he was painfully aroused himself, only his pants 
didn't have the room for it, he knew Bobby had to notice. 
They went up to his apartment, the several flights of stairs did not putting a dent in either of their 
erections. 
Darien opened the door and took off his jacket as soon as he entered. He turned to look at 
Bobby, who was locking the door behind him. Then with out either of them knowing exactly how, 
they were locked in each others arms, mouth to mouth. Bobby was devouring Darien. He'd been 
wanting this for so long. He hadn't always been the aggressor in his past relationships, but it 
looked like it was going to be in this one. He was drawing deep pleasured moans from Darien. 
Moans that made Bobby that much more aroused, physically and emotionally. 
"You are so responsive." Bobby told him. 
"You're making me so hot Bobby." Darien confessed, pushing the jacket down off his Partners 
shoulders. Then moving on to the shirt. But Bobby was back to kissing him again, thrusting his 
tongue against Darien's, then dragging it into his own mouth. His hands were already under 
Darien's shirt stroking up the length of his long back. 
Darien had managed to open Bobby's shirt but he'd lost his concentration when his fingers came 
into contact with all of that splendor. The powerful build was so perfectly accented with dark hair. 
It felt coarse under his palms, but he loved that roughness. 
Bobby had to lift his head a moment for air, he swallowed, looking Darien directly in the eyes. 
"We're going to do this, you want to right?" 
"I want you, yeah we are going to." The younger man told him. 
"Bedroom" Bobby told him, still holding his gaze.
Darien nodded and moved in that direction, pulling his shirt off as he went. Bobby was half 
undressed already, so he put his shirt on the chair and unfastened his pants. He might not exactly 
be proud of his build, but he wasn't ashamed of it either. He was compact, strong and agile. 
Darien just watched, in admiration. He thought Bobby was impressive, with his shirt off, he was 
more so with all of his clothes off. His erection rising full, thick and long from his groin. 
Darien slid out of his jeans and looked back to Bobby for his reaction. He was fully aroused and 
arched hard against his belly. The senior partner raised one eye brow at him and moved towards 
the bed.
There was a moment of hesitation on both their parts, but they ended up bare chest to bare chest 
with Darien on top. At least for now. As soon as Bobby captured his mouth again, he began 
stoking his hand down Darien's back. Then up, then down farther, until he finally was cupping his 
firm ass with both hands and urging him to move against him. Darien was rocking his hips over 
his Partners groin, but he wasn't getting the feeling he was seeking. His erection was trapped 
between them, but he couldn't feel Bobby's at all. He was afraid all at once that Bobby wasn't 
really turned on by all of this and he stopped moving. That was when Bobby cupped his ass and 
urged him to continue. 
Bobby was aroused as hard as he had been a moment ago, but his cock had slid to the side 
when he climbed into bed. One side effect of his meds, it was up it was ready but it wasn't as tight 
to his body as it had once been. Darien was thrusting against him, with willing movements, but it 
lacked the contact he craved. He slipped a hand between their bodies and found Bobby's cock, 
hard and throbbing, and positioned it front and center. 
Then when Darien continued his hip movements he could feel his rock hard cock rubbing against 
his Partners fully swollen equally rock hard penis. Bobby made a noise of pleasure but it was 
deep, and quite. He lifted his hips to meet Darien's now frantic thrusts. They were both already 
close to finishing. Darien had to stop kissing so he could drag in enough air to keep pumping. He 
was there, he was so there. Darien groaned when his body allowed him the release he sought. 
His back arched hard pushing his pelvis painfully into Bobby's groin. Bobby was still moving his 
own climax just a few more seconds away. He pulled Darien's body hard into his when he came. 
Darien moved to the side, and recovered. He wanted to kiss, some more but wasn't at all sure if 
that was it for this time or not. He looked at Bobby, his eyes were still closed. His chest raising 
and falling as he dragged in air.
" You're really good at this Partner." Bobby praised him. 
"You're pretty good yourself." Darien smiled and raised up on an elbow to look at him. 
" I wouldn't let myself day dream about what you would be like. If I had I wouldn't have come 
close to how amazing it really was." Darien told him. 
"It's because I have been thinking about it, for a while now." Bobby smiled at him. 
Darien leaned down to kiss Bobby, softly this time just because he wanted to taste Bobby one 
more time. Darien knew if he kept at it he would become aroused again, he'd been wanting this 
for too long for only once to be enough. 
"You want to go again, partner?' Bobby asked when Darien ended the kiss. Darien looked south 
down the well muscled body and saw that his lover was already growing erect again. Bobby's 
cock stretching even now towards his navel. 
"I do but I don't rebound as fast as you do." Darien smiled. 
"You can catch up," Bobby rolled Darien onto his back and thrust his swollen organ against his 
Partners belly.  
"I'm making up for all those nights I spent thinking about how this would feel."  
Bobby was riding his Partner, with hips movements that would have made even a first timer want 
more. 
Darien's cock was responding, filling and hardening until he needed to adjust his position for best 
contact. They rubbed against 
each other for several minutes, then Bobby reached between them and grasped Darien in his 
hand, pulling and stroking his 
hardness. Then Bobby lowered his mouth over Darien's mouth again. His tongue thrusting in 
deep and with drawing, then 
thrusting back again. Bobby brought him to a powerful climax with the combination of stroking 
and thrusting. Darien groaning 
his pleasure the entire time, which just made Bobby work harder to bring him to climax. 
Now it was Bobby's turn, his cock still hard, full and pressed against his Partners belly. 
"Will that work for you, the same thing?" Darien asked. 
"Probably not" Bobby told him. He wanted all of Darien but he did have a choice. "It's your 
decision." 
"You like either, or you'll take which ever I'm willing to give?" 
"I like anal and oral." Bobby told him eyes hot with desire for this to begin. 
Darien didn't care for giving head, he liked receiving. Who didn't. But he hadn't pegged Bobby for 
doing anal, from either side. 
Since Bobby had said he had tried sex with guys, not that he preferred sex with men. 
"I've got some lube" he reached towards his bedside table and pulled a tube of jelly from the 
drawer. Bobby continued to keep his full cock pressed into his partner. He was moving his hips to 
keep things alive. Bobby offered his hand for some lube, then waited until Darien had put the tub 
aside before he slide a finger inside. Darien exhaled and relaxed, he liked this, it was always a 
powerful experience. 
"Easy Dar, I'm not going to rush you." he promised. His cock was still throbbing as he had moved 
back for access to his lovers opening. He eased his finger forward spreading lube around, then 
he added his index finger along the first. Darien moaned, he was liking Bobby's easy touch. 
Darien reached a hand towards his Partner, seeking the hard cock swaying between Bobby's 
corded thighs. His reach was just long enough, for him to stroke the lower portion.  
Bobby moved forward so Darien could reach him, better and added yet another finger to the 
warmth. He knew from experience his cock was thick and three eased the way for it better.  
Bobby was ready and he looked to Darien to make sure he was too.  
"Do it Bobby, I want you to."  
Bobby spread some lube on his cock head, and pushed past the outside ring of muscle. Then he 
sighed as he felt the tight warmth of his Partners body surrounding him. Darien already had his 
head thrown back, he was so ready for Bobby.  
Bobby pushed forward slowly, he wanted to feel his way to the full extent of his arousal. Then he 
pressed forward against the place that would give Darien the most pleasure of all. He withdrew 
and thrust in again, then out and back. Pressing deep to put pressure on that place that made the 
most of this experience. Bobby was in need of release himself and it didn't take long for 
him to increase his pace until he was hammering himself against his Partner. Darien cried out as 
he climaxed again. Bobby was still riding him with powerful thrusts, near a painful climax of his 
own. He grunted to an end, in three extra deep thrusts, his cock exploding deep inside Darien. He 
collapsed forward, over the taller man, his lungs screaming for air. "Damn, that was worth the 
effort. I didn't push too hard there at the end did I, Dar?" he asked his eyes full of happiness at 
least for the moment.
" No, that was incredible, Bobby." He let his legs down on either side of his lover and motioned for 
him to come up and lay with him. Bobby moved to lay on his side beside Darien. He liked the 
touching stuff too, either before or after, he wasn't particular. 
"It's no wonder your in such great shape, you burn it all off in the sack..." Darien taunted him. 
"Look who's talking, mister turn the heads of every female you come within a hundred feet of, if 
they only knew what they were missing out on, they would throw a net over you and drag you 
home." Bobby responded. 
Darien leaned over and kissed Bobby. It was a gentle kiss, not meant to start anything else.  
"You are going to have to share that exercise program Claire put you on. If you want me to keep 
up with you." Then added, slightly concerned about their relationship. "Your going to stay tonight 
right?' 
"Yeah, I won't worry about you that way, Partner." 
 
The End

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