Up in Arms

“Once we’re out as a couple, I won’t have to manipulate ways to touch you in public. I want that day to come quickly, Trevor. I find it so very hard to keep my hands off you.”

The elevator bell rang behind Trevor, and he turned his head to see which door opened. Reed gave him a little shove, and he stumbled back a step into the elevator right behind him. Once inside, Reed was on him immediately, fusing their mouths together in an urgent, demanding, and captivating kiss. Reed backed Trevor against the elevator wall, securing him tightly in his arms. Trevor followed Reed’s lead, but it was hard to keep up. Reed was all over him. The kiss turned aggressive and extremely hot in a matter of seconds. The feel of Reed’s rock hard body pressed against his brought a small noise from his lips, urging Reed on. The elevator wall and rail pressed against his back, keeping him in place. Reed's roaming hands and heated kisses caused his body to harden. Desperately needing to slow it down, Trevor tore his mouth away from the kiss, trying to pace himself. He was on major Reed overload and his release already too close for comfort.

“I want you, Trevor. I can’t wait much longer.” The sound of Reed's breathless plea brushed his ear, and tightened his already painfully hard cock.

“You have me all messed up. I can’t think straight when you’re around.”

“Good, that makes us even. Let’s keep it that way, sexy.” Reed reached over, pressed a button, and the small elevator came to a complete stop. “It will take approximately three minutes for the system to recycle itself, getting us moving again,” Reed said, while Trevor pulled him back in the circle of his arms, a grin spreading across his lips.

“I bet you know all the tricks. You’ll have to teach me as we go.”

“Mmm, you have no idea what I want to teach you, but right now if I remember correctly, you said something about loving my hands in your pants. Let’s see how much...” Reed reached down, working Trevor’s belt free, releasing the button and sliding the zipper down. Trevor’s cock sprung out, seeking Reed’s touch. The anticipation was nothing compared to the feeling of Reed gripping his aching dick. A deep moan escaped his lips and his hips bucked forward on their own accord, seeking the friction of Reed’s palm. Trevor wrapped his hand around the back of Reed’s head, pulling him forward. He captured Reed’s lower lip between his teeth. He sucked the plump flesh of Reed’s lip, thrusting his tongue into Reed's mouth, over and over, matching each stroke of Reed’s skilled hand.

Chapter Ten

The elevator doors opened to several gasps, breaking the hypnotic trance Reed held over Trevor. Both broke from the kiss, turning to the opened doors. Trevor shot his gaze up, seeing they were on the fifty-sixth floor. Their floor. A blonde woman, one of the three standing in the opening, jumped in the elevator, clapping her hands.

“No, keep going! I’ve waited all my whole life to see something like this. God, you’re both so hot,” she exclaimed, pure joy in her deep Southern accent.

Reed chuckled. “Hello, ladies, I’m sorry to disappoint, but this is our floor. Will you hold the door for us?”

Trevor fumbled, trying to get Reed’s hands out of his pants. Reed didn’t seem to want to cooperate with that plan and fought Trevor on removing them with a gentle pinch on his sac below.

“NOOOOO! You can't stop. I love gay boys! Please let me watch!” The blonde motioned her hand for her friends to step in before the door closed. She pulled her phone from her small black Prada bag at her hip.

“Here, Kay, record them, here, here, hurry! I’ll pay you two. I have money!” The blonde began rummaging through the contents from her overstuffed purse, letting them drop to the floor of the elevator, until she pulled money from her purse. “I can pay! I can pay, just don’t STOP!” she begged.

Reed held a hand out, holding the door, pushing Trevor through the opening. To his deep embarrassment, his pants began to fall as he moved forward. All he could manage was to hold them up and get out of the elevator before the doors closed again. Reed tried to help, but it was too late. The buzzer sounded and the doors began to close.

“Good night, ladies. Enjoy the rest of your evening. It was a pleasure meeting you,” Reed said, giving the blonde a wink. Trevor could see her darting for the small opening, unwilling to let them go without her. But the doors were in force close mode, and she couldn’t make it through.

“Insistent little thing.” Trevor laughed at her determination as he stood watching from the other side of the hall, still holding his pants up. “Three minutes goes by fast,” Trevor said, watching Reed pull the card key from his pocket.

“Room 5612,” Reed said, looking up at the ornate gold hall direction sign before turning back to Trevor, who worked at tucking in his shirt. Reed placed a hand on Trevor’s, stopping him from fastening his pants.

“No, babe, why bother? They’ll be coming off soon enough. Less work for me when we get to the room. God, you look delicious. I can’t...” Reed didn’t finish the sentence, but pegged him with a hungry gaze and stalked closer. “I need another kiss. I love the taste of your sweet lips on mine.”

Reed pulled Trevor forward a few steps, only to pin him again against the wall. He shoved his tongue back into his mouth and Trevor opened for him immediately. Reed groaned loudly when their tongues met. Their kiss lasted several minutes. Trevor pulled Reed’s shirt tails free. He couldn’t wait, and ran his fingertips up under the shirt, loving the feel of Reed’s skin. Trevor slid both palms to Reed’s back, massaging before he pressed Reed firmly against his chest. His fingers slid into the waistband of Reed’s slacks. His hands slid forward, finding Reed's belt, and began loosening the metal fastener on the expensive leather. The elevator doors rang again. This time, Trevor wasn’t so completely lost. He pulled them both down the hall, searching for their room, still working the belt. He feared the blonde might have returned.