Nothing Special V (Nothing Special 5)

A horn blasted behind him and Steele jerked back forward, looking up at the green light that had just turned yellow when he stomped on the gas. He hadn’t realized how long he’d been sitting there engrossed by his lover’s show.

Steele pulled into the Aloft Atlanta Downtown and parked in one of the back parking spaces. He turned off the truck and turned around, reaching for Tech. He gripped him behind his neck and yanked him forward, crashing their mouths together, biting him hard enough to jolt him out of his haze. Tech slid forward like he was going to climb over the center console and into Steele’s lap. Damn, he was so in love with this man. An intellect paired with the insatiability of a sex addict.

“I’m going to get us a room.” Steele reached for Tech’s dick, firmly stroking it a couple times. “Put this away… for a few minutes.”

Tech simply nodded like he was too horny to speak the words.

Steele pulled his cock upwards in his jeans and closed his leather jacket before he went into the lobby to register for a room. He asked for a king-sized suite, thinking they should stay here a couple days and enjoy some of their unexpected time off. The desk clerk smiled suggestively at him, her long red hair swept up into a large bun on her head with tendrils hanging around her delicate face. She was very attractive, but Steele hardly paid attention to her soft rambling about the heated rooftop pool, billiards room, Wi-Fi passwords, and complimentary breakfast.

“You look like you’d enjoy our exercise room.” She smiled, putting his set of key cards in an envelope.

“My boyfriend probably would,” Steele said casually, taking the envelope and thanking her.

Tech

“What made you pack a bag?” Steele asked, sticking the card into the door scanner.

“I thought I was staying with you. Why do you have your backpack?”

“I was staying with you.” Steele chuckled.

“We need to communicate better.” Tech smiled up at him, walking into the room.

Steele let the door close behind them, dropped his bag and pulled Tech into his arms. “Oh, I think we communicate just fine.” Steele’s touch was calmer now, unlike ten minutes ago. It was adoring and romantic as he held the back of Tech’s head while lightly rubbing his back. He looked into Tech’s eyes and affectionately kissed him. “I love you.”

“Mmm,” Tech moaned. “I love you.”

They held each other for a moment, not in a rush, realizing they had the whole night; actually, they had a few days. He didn’t know how much the room was, but the Aloft hotel was nice. Located in Downtown amidst a ton of restaurants, shops, clubs, there was a lot they could do. Tech let Steele go and walked farther into the room. It was beautiful. The bed was huge and draped in starched white linens, looking like it’d never been used before. There were orange and blue decorative pillows to give it a splash of color, which matched perfectly with the colorful drapes. The art was chic and modern, as were the furnishings. He wanted to stay there with Steele their entire break and made a mental note to talk with him later about splitting the costs. He wanted to be fair.

Steele gave Tech some space while he looked around. The back wall was floor to ceiling windows. Tech turned the heat on low to knock the chill off the large space. The room was on the twelfth floor and Tech couldn’t resist opening the heavy curtains and staring across exquisitely lit Downtown at night.

“That’s sexy, huh?” Steele came up behind him, laying a soft kiss on the back of his neck. It was another part of Tech’s body he was obsessed with.

“Yeah.” Tech sighed. He turned around, looking further into the room and gasped at the massive Jacuzzi tub right outside the bathroom door. “Oh, come on, let’s take a bath together. That one’s exactly like Day’s tub.”

Steele looked quizzically at him. “First of all, how do you know what Day’s tub looks like and second, I don’t take baths.”

“Well, to answer your first question. Everyone knows what Day and God’s bedroom looks like because it’s where Day keeps his prize jazz collection that he can never resist showing off along with the model cars that he builds. I’m sure as soon as you go there, he’ll drag you up to see it.”

“Oh. Alright, then.” Steele released Tech and retrieved his backpack from the floor.

Tech went to the tub and started to fill it with water. He sat on the edge looking expectantly at his boyfriend, trying to look pitiful and pleading at the same time. “You going to make me get in this huge tub all by myself? Why would you get this amenity if you didn’t plan to use it? I love these; they make me feel so… good.”