Chapter 3: Big trouble in little Chinatown
Jamie looked over to see the Conservatory of Flowers coming up on his left. He was on the last leg of his usual three mile run- starting off at Ocean Beach and making his way inward, looping around at several of the attractions Golden Gate Park had to offer. Saturdays typically made for quiet runs with most of the city folk still hungover from the night before. He'd finished strong, jogging along to a playlist that he and Garrett made after a fit of insisting that they'd run out of good music.
He slowed to a stop, taking a seat at one of the nearby benches to watch a small group of corporate moms dressed head to toe in Lululemon while pushing their overpriced strollers along. He pulled out his phone, riding the endorphins that kicked in halfway through his run. The compression shorts he was wearing did little to hide how horny he was and in need of some relief that didn't come from his right hand.
Jamie adjusted his bulge as he pulled up his thread with Chris- which at this point was a steady stream of "what are you up to's" along with the occasional meme. After running into him on the street last week, the two fell into this unspoken arrangement of hooking up regularly. It was as if both of them knew that the sex was too good, and that the ability to get off without any strings couldn't be beat. Jamie even liked the fact that Chris could be direct, asking him over without some fake pretense of dinner or a movie. And so they went along with it, continuing this symbiotic relationship that gave both parties what they wanted. Jamie thought back to Riss' advice on the matter- that everything would be fine so long as both of them were on the same page.
"You free?" he texted Chris, throwing subtlety out the window.
Chris messaged back a few minutes later. "Yeah" he wrote, followed by another message, "But not for much longer- gotta head out in a little bit"
"Enough time for a quickie?"
The devil emoji came next, followed by the response, "I definitely got time for that."
Jamie smiled to himself, feeling his cock grow harder upon reading that. He typed back, "Gotta stop home real quick to take a shower. Just finished a run."
Chris replied instantly, "Just come straight over, you can take a shower here" along with a winking face.
"Can't argue with that" Jamie texted back as he got to his feet and took off, heading out of the park.
Jamie made it to Chris' building in under eight minutes. It would have been sooner if not for the sea of people doing some silent disco just by the park entrance. He hit the button on the buzzer, and after a few seconds, heard that now familiar ring followed by a door swinging open upstairs.
Chris was waiting by the counter, dressed in only a pair of sweatpants that barely hugged his hips. That creamy white skin was on full display, topped off by two pink nipples and a toothy grin that four out of five dentists would recommend.
The sweaty boy took him, hooking his arm around that narrow waist and pulling him close. He waited for Chris to protest, but little did he know that the boy secretly liked the musk he was giving off- even going in for a few whiffs when he wasn't looking.
He kissed Chris softly as the boy commented, "You know most people sleep in on Saturdays."
Jamie shrugged, "I went for a run. What's your excuse?"
"Brunch plans" he explained, "If not for the fact that dim sum was promised, I'd still be in bed."
Jamie laughed, "I'd do just about anything for some shrimp dumplings and pork buns."
Chris nodded in agreement, "Me too." He looked over at the clock to see he had less than twenty minutes before he needed to be out the door. "What do you say we both get cleaned up?"
Jamie smirked, "Let's kill two birds with one stone."
He followed Chris into the bathroom, watching his ass sway as he led them down the hall. They'd had sex three times since the last time he was here and Jamie knew that regardless of how quick they had to be, it would be well worth it. Chris turned on the water, slipping out of those sweatpants and showing off that chiselled body that made the other boy bite his lips. Jamie stripped as well, carefully laying his soaked clothes on the far edge of the bathroom before joining Chris under the stream. He let out a long moan when he felt the hot water fall over his back, running down his spine.
Chris reached for the body wash and lathered up his hands before working the soap all over Jamie's body. He rubbed against the hard flesh, feeling those steel muscles covered in soft velvet. He'd had sex with Jamie a couple times now, but this was the first that he got to explore his body like some art exhibit only he had access to. Jamie meanwhile let the boy do as he pleased, loving the feeling of warm, wet hands all over his aching back and shoulders. He'd go running every single day if it meant he could get a rubdown from Chris just like this after. The lighter boy continued to feel his way around until all of the suds rolled down that caramel skin and onto the shower floor.
Needing to show his thanks, Jamie too reached for the soap and lathered up the boy's chest. He teased at those two perked nipples which brought Chris' cock to life- almost like he'd been given a shot of adrenaline.
"They're reaaaaally sensitive." The boy said with a giggle as Jamie brought up his thumbs, lighting twisting them.
"I can tell." He said, leaning in to kiss the boy on his cheek.
Chris let the water fall between their faces as they made contact. "We don't have much time" he reminded him, stroking the fat eight inch cock that stood before him.
"Are you- have you-" Jamie stammered, not wanting to soil the intimacy with every little detail.
"Yeah." Chris said with a nod- knowing exactly what the boy was asking. He reached his hand out of the glass case and handed Jamie the rest of what they needed. Minutes later, he leaned against the glass, feeling a pair of large hands prying his cheeks apart. He loved how much attention Jamie gave his ass- almost making all the squats he forced himself to do in the gym worth it.
"Fuck me now, Jamie" he said, feeling that teasing cock along his crack. He needed it now and quick before time- and all the hot water- would run out. Chris let out a long moan, feeling that familiar cockhead push past his pucker. In all the sex they'd been having, Jamie had stayed true to his label of being verse- offering up his ass just as often as Chris spread his legs. But today, he needed to fuck- he was too high off endorphins and could feel the heat of all that steam working its way into his pores. And then there was the cut little Asian stud who he had bent over and taking his cock with ease. Yeah, Jamie surely couldn't pass this up.
He leaned forward, nibbling at his favorite spot along Chris' shoulder blades. One of these days, he'd go a little too hard and surely leave marks on the porcelain skin- but until that moment of weakness, he'd insisted on keeping the boy's milky complexion as clear and bite-free as possible.
