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I would love some fun, AUish Lambs please. I'm in an AU state of mind.

The Appointment

Date: 2004-02-25 04:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jaciesplace.livejournal.com
The Appointment

Lance sighed as he shifted the van into park. It sounded like the transmission was starting to go. At least this was his last scheduled job of the day. He couldn’t wait until they hired a new installer to give the crappiest van to. It sucked being the new guy.

Twisting his wrist, he checked his watch. Right on time. His thumb held the call button on the radio as he informed the dispatcher he had arrived at his last call of the day. He waited for her to confirm, then opened his door. Poking out his finger, he jabbed at the doorbell twice, then waited. A minute later a man opened the door. He looked Lance up and down, but didn’t say anything.

Blinking his eyes, Lance couldn’t stop staring at the man. He was dressed in sweats only. Using a towel draped over his shoulder, he dabbed at the sweat trickling down from his forehead. Lance was dying just to touch or to taste. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, he pushed ahead, nearly stumbling over his words. “Mr. Timberlake? Hi, I’m Lance, the cable installer. You had an appointment to have cable installed.”

“Oh yeah. Come on in. Call me Justin.” The man unlatched the screen door and pushed it open. “Right over here.”

Lance glanced around as he followed. Lots of boxes. About the only things he saw unpacked was a workout bench and an assortment of weights set up right in the livingroom.

“If you could hook it up right there, so I could watch it while I work out, that would be perfection.”

Lance nodded and inspected the corner. Justin began sitting on the couch and staring at Lance while he worked, then he came closer. A few minutes later, Lance was shocked to realize, he felt the man breathing on his neck. They were so close. Lance’s hands trembled as he tried to hurry and finish the job.

When the work was complete, Justin leaned over to sign the ticket. Lance could feel the heat from Justin’s body. He was so close, he could just touch. A moment later, Justin glanced up, smiling. As he handed the ticket back to Lance, he allowed their hands to brush against each other.

“Hey, Lance the cable installer, when do you get off work?”

“Um, this is my last call, but I have to take the van back.”

“I’m new in town and I hate to eat alone. Why don’t you stop back by on your way home? Please?”

“I shouldn’t.”

Justin smiled, reaching for Lance’s hand. “Come here,” he urged. When they were standing close, Justin placed his other hand over Lance’s heart. “Racing like a Thoroughbred. I think you want to come back. I think you like what you see.” Justin placed his lips softly against Lance’s, then stroked his chin. “Please come back. I’m so lonely. I don’t know anyone in town yet. Please say yes.”

“Yes,” Lance muttered as he backed away. Back in his van, he told himself he shouldn’t go back, yet thirty minutes later, he found himself knocking at Justin’s door again. This time without his tool belt.

A smile washed across Justin’s face when he saw it was Lance at his door. Without a word, he reached out, placing his hand solidly around Lance’s wrist and tugging him in. As soon as the door was shut, Justin had Lance pushed up against the wall, pinning him with his hands on Lance’s wrists and leaning in to kiss.

“I love your mouth Lance. Let’s see what else you have going on.” Wasting no time, Justin unbuttoned Lance’s shirt and tossed it aside, then pulled off the undershirt as he backed Lance toward the weight bench. Once again, he placed his hand over Lance’s heart, then smiled. Next he placed his hand on Lance’s crotch, rubbing against it. “Nice,” he exclaimed. A moment later, he was pushing Lance’s pants to the floor, then shimmied out of his own clothes.

Running his hands up and down Lance’s bare torso, Justin offered, “You can touch me, too.”

Lance’s hands shook as they reached out, touching Justin’s bare chest. He took his time exploring, then leaned in for a kiss. This time Justin embraced him, pressing their bodies together. Lance suddenly found himself on his back, with Justin on top of him. Justin’s mouth was still on his and he could feel Justin’s hard cock throbbing against his thigh.

“If you want, maybe after dinner, you can spend the night and we could workout. Together.”

Re: The Appointment

Date: 2004-02-26 11:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jaciesplace.livejournal.com
You're very welcome. I'm glad you liked it. :)

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