A Passionate Blur

Ethan and Zach's apartment was filled with the aroma of something burning. Ethan rushed to the kitchen, flicking off the stove just as Zach walked in, his football gear still on, looking exhausted but smiling.

"Hey, you're home early," Ethan said, trying to hide his nervousness. He had been trying out a new recipe and it was not going well.

Zach leaned against the counter, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Yeah, practice got canceled. Looks like you could use some help in here." He stepped closer, his presence dominating the small kitchen. "What are you making?"

Ethan felt his heart race as Zach's arm brushed against his. "It's supposed to be lasagna, but I think it's a lost cause."

Zach chuckled, his breath warm on Ethan's neck. "Well, how about we order a pizza and you can tell me about your day?"

They ended up on the couch, a pizza box open between them, and a movie playing on the TV. Ethan found himself leaning into Zach, their shoulders touching, and he couldn't remember the last time he felt this content. As the movie ended, Zach turned to him, his eyes soft.

"Ethan, I... I think we should talk about this," Zach said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ethan's heart pounded. "Talk about what?"

Zach took a deep breath. "About us. About how I feel when I'm with you."

Ethan's mind raced. He had been so careful to hide his feelings, but maybe Zach felt the same way. "I... I don't know what to say, Zach."

Zach reached out, his hand cupping Ethan's cheek. "You don't have to say anything. Just let me show you."

Before Ethan could respond, Zach leaned in and pressed his lips softly against Ethan's. It was a gentle kiss, a question more than a statement. Ethan hesitated for a moment before kissing him back, his hands reaching up to tangle in Zach's hair.

Zach deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Ethan's mouth. Ethan moaned softly, his body pressing against Zach's. He could feel Zach's heart racing, matching his own. Zach's hands roamed Ethan's body, tracing the lines of his back, his sides, his hips. Ethan shivered, his skin on fire.

Zach pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against Ethan's. "Is this okay?" he whispered.

Ethan nodded, his breath coming in quick gasps. "More than okay."

Zach smiled, a slow, sexy smile that sent shivers down Ethan's spine. "Good. Because I've been wanting to do this for a while now."

He stood up, pulling Ethan with him, and led him to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. Zach pushed Ethan gently onto the bed, following him down, their bodies pressing together.

Ethan's hands explored Zach's body, feeling the firm muscles under his t-shirt. He pulled it off, revealing Zach's chiseled torso. He leaned down, his lips tracing a path from Zach's collarbone to his navel, making Zach shiver and moan.

Zach pulled Ethan back up, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Their clothes disappeared one piece at a time, until they were both naked, their bodies pressed together, skin to skin. Ethan could feel Zach's hardness against his own, and he arched his hips, rubbing against him.

Zach groaned, his hands gripping Ethan's hips. "You feel so good," he murmured against Ethan's neck.

Ethan laughed softly, a breathless sound. "So do you."

Zach reached into the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom. He rolled the condom on quickly, his eyes never leaving Ethan's. He poured some lube on his fingers, reaching down to prepare Ethan.

Ethan gasped as Zach's fingers entered him, stretching him gently. "Zach," he moaned, his head throwing back.

"Shh, I've got you," Zach murmured, his voice soothing. He added another finger, scissoring them gently, stretching Ethan until he was ready.

Zach positioned himself at Ethan's entrance, looking into his eyes. "Ready?"

Ethan nodded, his eyes locked on Zach's. "Ready."

Zach pushed in slowly, inch by inch, giving Ethan time to adjust. Ethan gasped, his nails digging into Zach's back. It burned, but it was a good burn, a welcome invasion.

Once he was fully sheathed, Zach paused, giving Ethan time to adjust. "You okay?" he asked, his voice strained.

Ethan nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "More than okay. Move, please."

Zach started to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm. Ethan met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in sync. The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking - the slap of skin on skin, their moans and gasps, and the occasional "I love you" whispered between them.

Ethan could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing. "Zach, I'm close," he panted.

Zach increased his pace, his hips moving faster, his breathing ragged. "Me too, Ethan. Me too."

With a final thrust, Zach sent Ethan over the edge. Ethan cried out, his body convulsing as his orgasm washed over him. Zach followed soon after, his body shuddering as he found his release.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts slowing to a normal pace. Zach pulled Ethan close, his lips pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"Stay with me tonight?" Zach asked, his voice soft.

Ethan smiled, his eyes already closing. "Always," he murmured, drifting off to sleep in Zach's arms.