JC stood in the gym watching him work out for the last hour. When the man looked up, JC casually tried to make it look like he'd been working out. Which wasn't exactly hard because he had been, he just hadn't been keeping track of how many reps he'd done on any one machine as he'd followed the man around the gym.

When the man entered the locker room to shower and JC followed him, he spun around and shoved JC up against the wall. "Why are you following me?"

"Ummm." JC couldn't get anything else out as soft lips brushed against his.

When the other man pulled away he smiled at the startled brunette, "All you had to do was say something, JC." He walks away and begins to strip for his shower.

JC follows closely after stripping his own clothes off, "God, it's been months Jeff."

"I know. Why didn't you call me when you got into town?"

"I don't know. Figured you'd be with Alyssa's mother for the holidays, or in Ohio with your folks."

"So why'd you show up here? If you didn't think I'd be here?"

"A guy can hope can't he?"

Jeff smiles, "Man, you have no idea how hard I've been hoping."

JC looks down and smirks, "I think I have a pretty good idea."

"You know I always have that reaction when you're concerned. You also know we can't do a damn thing about it here. If someone were to walk..."

It was JC's turn to cut Jeff off with a breath-stealing kiss, "I know, we'll finish this later. Now, hurry up."

The two men shower and make their way out of the gym. They get in Jeff's car and drive back to his apartment.

They walk in the door and JC once again finds himself shoved up against the door. The only difference was, the lips weren't so gentle this time. Jeff's tongue makes it's way inside JC's inviting mouth and his hands work their way under the sweater that JC has on.

When he makes contact with the wife beater underneath he breaks the kiss, "Do you always have to wear these damn things?"

"Sorry. I'm kinda used to them."

"I know. With all the sweating you do, I can understand but you knew we were gonna come back here."

"I know, just habit. I'm so used to having one on that I don't even think about it anymore. Just put it on."

"Well, take it off. I wanna see that gorgeous body."

JC whips the wifebeater over his head and pull Jeff back in. He slides his hands up and under Jeff's shirt and his hands come in contact with a wifebeater. He pulls back again, "Talk about double standards."

Jeff just smiles, undoes the button and zipper on JC's jeans and moves his hand inside, "You wear an extra layer on the top half of your body, but nothing under your jeans? That's interesting."

"Mmmm, makes it easier for you to do what your doing. Take these off. You got way to many clothes on damn it." Jeff teasingly takes his shirt and then wifebeater off. JC reaches out and grabs a beltloop, "These can go too." He undoes the snap and zipper, then slowly pulls them down Jeffs legs along with the boxers underneath. As he comes back up he gives the erect member a lick fromt he base to it's tip. When he stands back up he is once again shoved up against the door frame and roughly kissed.

"God, you are such a tease, Chasez."

"Tease? I have every intention of finishing what I started." He raises his eyesbrows, "If someone would stop shoving me up against the damn wall that is."

"Sorry, it's just been way too long."

JC raises his eyebrow again, "You're just full of euphemisms today, aren't you? Now how about a little less shoving JC up against the wall and get to business here?"

"Sounds good to me." Jeff slides down JC's body, slipping the jeans down those long legs, "God you are one gorgeous man." He leans in and kisses JC's shaft before engulfing the entire length in his mouth.

"Mmmm, me too." JC stammered as all ability to speak left his body. He places his hands in Jeff's hair and hangs on.

Jeff slides JC's shaft in and out of his mouth holding the slim hips of his lover against the door to keep him from sliding down the wall when his knees give out. With one hand he reaches between strong thighs and rolls JC's balls in his hand. Before JC can cum though he is spun around and slammed against the wall face first.

Jeff coaxes JC to spread his legs a bit further open while licking down his back. When his tongue brushes JC's opening he is rewarded with a deep moan from his lover. He slowly moves his tongue in and out then pushes a finger into his lover.

"Damn, you are way too tight." This earns another moan and a gasp. Jeff works the finger in and out a few times before inserting another. "I think we're gonna have to use lube this time Josh. I'll be right back, don't fucking move."

JC remains against the wall, trying desperately to get his body back under some kind of control. At the rate he was responding to Jeff's touches he wasn't gonna make it til Jeff was inside him.

"I'm back, did you miss me," Jeff asks, kissing the back of JC's neck.

"Yes."

"Good." He spins JC around again and drops to his knees again. He takes JC's shaft into his mouth again while his hand makes it's way up those long legs and to the hidden opening. He slides one well lubed finger inside, moving it in and out and then joining it with a second finger.

JC's only reaction is a constant moan that comes from deep within his stomach. "Jeff....Stop...I'm..."

Jeff swallows the warm fluid as JC cums and then spins him around so quickly JC damn near falls to the floor. With strong arms Jeff pins him to the wall and enters him in one swift movement.

"Shit. Guess it has been way too damn long." JC winces.

Jeff kisses his shoulder and begins to move, slowly at first but becoming more demanding with each thrust.

JC's knees finally give and the two lovers find themselves in a tangled heap on the floor. JC rolls to his back and pulls Jeff on top of him, "Need more now."

Jeff doesn't waste any time in reentering his lover, only this time they are face to face. The thrusts become more intense and JC prays the rug burns aren't too bad in the morning. Jeff reaches between their bodies and grasps JC's erection in a strong hand. He begins to pump the erection in time with his thrusts. It's not long before both men are laying a boneless heap, spent from one hell of an orgasm.

JC recovers first and gently rolls his lover over and smiles down on him, "You think next time, you can be the one up against the wall?"