A New Day
Chapter 8
The kiss finally broke when neither of them was able to ignore their need for oxygen any longer. They rested their foreheads together, breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes. Their bodies were squashed together so closely that it was impossible to tell where one body ended and the other began. Their erections were pressing insistently against one another, aching for a release.
AJ pulled back slightly and looked at his watch, before looking back at Howie and smirking as he pulled back.
"How long you think we got?" He asked.
Howie looked at his own watch and shrugged, confused at what AJ was planning.
"Dunno. Knowing Kevin, about 10 minutes. Why? What are you up to?"
"Nothing." AJ replied, trying to look innocent. "How quiet can you be?" He asked, changing the subject.
"That's a stupid question. I'm the quiet Backstreet Boy. Remember." Howie answered, confused and completely missing the point of AJ's question.
"Good." AJ replied, finally allowing a wicked grin to cross his face. "You'll have no problems then."
"No problems with wha�.ohhhh." Howie trailed off as AJ dropped to his knees in front of him and pulled down his pants and boxers in one slick move, before engulfing Howie's cock in his hot, wet mouth.
"Ohhh. Alex." Howie moaned, lost to the sensation.
"Shhhh." AJ warned him, without removing his mouth. This sent delicious vibrations through Howie, and it was all he could do to keep from crying out with the pleasure.
AJ sucked vigorously on Howie's cock, trying to bring him to orgasm as fast as he could. Ideally he wanted to make this last, but knew that they didn't have time. So instead, he decided that quality was more important than quantity, and settled for giving Howie the fastest, most powerful orgasm he could. Within minutes he sensed that Howie was close, and he brought a hand up to rim Howie's rosebud before dipping a finger inside.
That was more than Howie could take, and his mouth opened in a silent scream as he shot his load down AJ's throat. AJ greedily swallowed Howie's cum, not wasting a drop, before licking Howie clean and readjusting his clothes. Howie was leaning heavily against the door, his legs like jelly as a result of his orgasm. As his senses came back to him, he realised that AJ was no stood grinning at him, looking like the cat that ate the canary.
"Was it good for you?" AJ cackled.
"Mmmm." Was Howie's dreamy reply.
"Good. Come on, we need to get back."
That snapped Howie out of his daze. "Wait. What about you?" Howie asked, laying a hand on AJ's arm.
AJ smiled gently. "As much as I would like you to return the favour right now, we don't have time, and Kevin will have a coronary if we don't go back." Howie sighed, knowing that AJ was right, but not entirely happy about it. He pulled away from the door, and drew AJ into a soft, gentle kiss, full of promise.
"I guess I owe you one then." Howie told him, a glint in his eye.
"Yeah. I guess you do." AJ replied huskily.
"Later?"
"Most definitely."
AJ grinned as he opened the door and checked the corridor. Seeing it was safe he left the bathroom, Howie following as the headed back into the meeting.