Ryan howled. His hands came to rest on strong,muscled shoulders. Neatly trimmed fingernails broke flesh whenPhillip started a pace that was sure to leave him not only bruisedbut walking more than a little funny.
The desk shook under Phillip's thrusts. Papersfell over the sides. A name plate crashed to the floor and Ryan'scries were echoing off the walls.
“You're a fucking loud piece of ass,” Phillipsaid hotly and slammed his lips into Ryan's.
Ryan would have been offended if he didn't seethe wicked, pleased gleam in the other man's eyes.
Phillip angled the thrust and nailed Ryan'sprostate over and over, making Ryan leave a red streak of nailmarks down Phillip's back. That seemed to spur Phillip even more.This time it was his cries that filled the office.
“You're a fucking loud piece of ass, Grabowski!”Ryan breathed.
“Phillip. Call me Phillip,” the man ordered.
Put like that, Ryan didn't have a choice.“Phillip.” God, he was saying it for real.
“Fuck!” Phillip moaned. His hand went to Ryan'scock and expertly pulled. “Come for me, Ryan.” The pace andstrength of his thrust both sped up and became stronger.
Ryan's eyes went wide and then it was all over.The cock slamming into him, the hand on his cock and Phillip sayinghis name for the first time ever sent him careening over the edge.He screamed Phillip's name again and came in long spurts all overthe other man's hand and on his own stomach.
***
When Ryan's muscles clamped tight around hiscock Phillip knew it was over. He came hard into the condom,chanting Ryan's name like a prayer.
He rode out his orgasm and then slumped downagainst Ryan's belly. “Holy shit,” he gasped.
Ryan wasn't saying much. He was trying to keephimself from crying like a girl. He had never come that hard beforein his life. He was still seeing stars.
Slowly reality came back. Ryan knew this was aone-time deal. The idea of running into this particular man was alaughable notion. Ryan didn't believe in fate or destiny. This wasjust a really great fuck - one that when he got older, he wouldthink back to, the time with Phillip, and smile happily.
“I think I just broke about fifty Armyregulations,” Phillip said huskily.
“That’s okay. It's not breaking the rules whenwe both enjoyed it,” Ryan said, his voice hoarse.
Phillip chuckled and pulled out. Ryan hissed butdidn't move.
“You okay?”
Ryan nodded his head. “Umm, sure. I'm just thelatest in desk decorations.”
Phillip laughed at that. “Then I'll take two -one for my desk here and one for home.” Then it was as if herealized what he had just said and his mouth slammed shut.
“Luckily for you there‘s a ‘buy one, get onefree’ special.” Ryan opened his long lashed eyes and looked atPhillip.
“It's cool. I'm not some clingy chick who’sgoing to go all crazy on you.”
Phillip nodded.
The younger man decided that there was never abetter sight in the world than a post-orgasmic PhillipGrabowski.
“Come on.” Phillip helped Ryan get up and thensettled their bodies together on the couch. Ryan’s BCGs were overthere.
They looked at the clock. It was getting closeto the time for the guys to come back.
Phillip looked at Ryan and grinned. Phillip'shands began to travel down and he winked.
“I think we can manage one for the road.” Andthey proceeded to do just that.
An hour later, Ryan was getting ready to leave.He found his scattered buttons and glared at the Drill Sergeant,who commented on his 'messed up uniform.'
