Family

'Eew, daddy. That's gross. Stop kissing Matt.'
Matej reluctantly pulled his lips from Eric's glancing down at the huddled sleeping form on the sofa between them. Not sleeping after all, it seemed. Eric laughed softly, his breath warm on Matej's cheek.

'Hon, time for you to hit the bed. You know the drill. Brush your teeth and jump into your pyjama. I'll be up to tell you a good night story in..', Eric glanced at his wrist watch, 'exactly 5 minutes.'

Sarah dragged herself tiredly off the couch, pushing herself on her feet, yawning.
'I want Matt to tell me a story tonight.'

Matej looked up from the sofa, surprised. Eric smiled at him, grabbing his thigh, squeezing the solid muscle.
"I don't know any good stories, Sarah. I'm sure your dad can..', he murmured, looking to Eric for help, but he just grabbed a beer from the couch table and smiled innocently.
'She's yours, Matej. Have fun. She likes unicorns and princesses', he laughed.

'Unicorns!!', Sarah yelled, but slipped into a yawn once more.
'You can tell me what happened to the two princes who fell in love that dad told me about", she added, walking toward the corridor.

Matej looked inquiringly at his lover. Eric shrugged, raising the beer bottle to his lips.
'I wanted to explain to her why two guys... You know', he lifted his hand from the thigh and beckoned his fingers between himself and Matej. Two princes in love. Matej hated to admit how the gesture moved him. He shook his head, smiling, covering Eric's returned hand on his thigh with his before he got up to follow Sarah and think of a story for her. A story about what happened to the two princes in love. If only Matej knew that one already .

Reconnect

Matej looked up from his seat near the reception area, acknowledging the increasing flow of parents arriving and students coming down from the upper floors to meet them. Glancing at his watch, he saw that school ended just a few minutes ago, leaving him two more hours to kill before calling it a day and heading out of the elite private school that employed his services since the terror attacks in Paris a few months earlier. He stood up and began walking around. He hadn't yet learned the faces of all the parents of the school's 500 students, so any visitor entering the building was a potential threat in his book. And besides, he wouldn't want to be caught sitting around, playing with his cell phone while he was hired to keep the school's students and staff safe. Nice joke. With him not wearing a weapon in school - thanks to the school owner's ridiculous preference -  he could only hope never to run into an armed aggressor or else he'd be the first dead body in the building if someone drew a weapon and he had nothing but his massive built to put between these kids and a potential threat.

A sudden impact on his lower back had him whirl around, switching from complete boredom into fighting mode within a quarter of a second, getting a wider stance and raising his arms to meet the unexpected force hitting him from behind.
"Matt!"
Matej recognized the steel grip around his waist as the arms of a young girl from Grade 5, his friend Sarah.
"Jesus!", he drew in a breath, lowering himself to meet the girl at eye level. "How many times must I tell you not to sneak up on me. I have to assume it's bad people who do this. You're not bad people, right?", he said, grabbing her shoulder, trying to make her understand. Her eyes dancing mischievously instead.
"School's out!", she laughed, not acknowledging his reprimand.
"As it is each day at 3, hon", Matej said patiently, getting back up, looking around, scanning the many faces now entering and leaving the building. He hated this time of day. People walked in and out in a never-ending flow and he could just rely on the receptionist knowing whether anyone coming in was a stranger or a parent.

"Any plans for tonight, Sarah?", he asked the girl standing by his side, while his eyes jumped from face to face, trying to find something that might be off the mark. He wasn't in this line of work for nothing. He had a knack for reading people's intentions, which often helped him diffuse a situation before it even started, back when he was still bouncing at night clubs in Slovenia,

"Watching a movie with daddy!", she said and began to shriek when she spied someone - probably her father - in the bunch of people coming in. Matej's attention shifted immediately to a man with a weapon entering the building. He quickly walked towards him, finding himself slightly relieved when he recognized the man's Austrian police uniform - so not an obvious terrorist at least - and was surprised when the man turned his back to Matej, going down on his knees to catch a blond whirlwind in his arms, hugging her tightly to his chest.

Sarah's joyous squeal relaxed Matej. That was just the girl's dad. And a cop on top. Interesting. Matej continued to walk around the reception area, stepping aside when people went for the door, his eyes simultaneously scanning anyone who entered in between. The parents were supposed to carry ID cards and he sometimes stopped a few of them randomly, asking them to show their ID, but he could not do a thing if they didn't carry the card with them. They were rich businessmen and employees of international organisations. They dealt with many things in their busy lives, a top priority being that their kids were safe and protected, but they definitely did not care about carrying a school ID card with them for Matej's sake. He figured with the amount of money they paid for their children's education, they expected to be recognized by school staff upon entering the school. So he kept shut most of the time and was determined to get to know people as quickly as possible.

"Daddy, this is Matt, our bodyguard", Sarah said behind him, obviously trying to introduce him to her father. Matej turned around, looking at the impressive uniform on the tall man in front of him.
"I'm not a bodyguard, Sarah, I'm a security officer", he said patiently, before raising his arm toward the man in front of him.
"Hi, my name is Matej. Sarah's the only one who calls me Matt. Nice to meet you, Sir" He grabbed the man's outstretched hand and found himself looking into a pair of familiar brown eyes, pupils widening in surprise, the grip of the hands continuing a second longer than was strictly necessary.
The officer quickly shook off his surprise and left only Matej flustered and shocked, his mouth hanging open and eyes wide with terror.

"Eric? You're a...", Matej began, suddenly running out of words, feeling a flush of heat rise in his face.
"A cop?", the officer prompted, flashing white teeth in a well trained smile that told of how many times Eric had to put on a poker face in his line of work.

Matej swallowed, painfully aware that a group of Al-Kaeda terrorists could storm the building now and he wouldn't even notice, not with the man in front of him smiling like this, the peaked cap on his head covering the dark hair that Matej had liked so much.

"A... a dad", he finished, spluttering like a fool. He squared his shoulders and narrowed his stance, trying to get into a more impressive posture to impress the uniformed man in front of him.

"You two know each other?", Sarah inquired, looking curiously up, her gaze jumping from one man to the other. "He's my friend, dad."
Eric fished a coin out of his jacket and handed it to his daughter. "Would you get me a bottle of mineral water from the cantine, hon?"

He called her 'hon', just like Matej did when none of the girl's friends were nearby. Bad enough she was socializing with the brooding muscle man that most student steered clear off, except for a bunch of the testosterone fueled Grade 12 boys who asked him how he got so big. He tried not to disappoint them too much. Due to his lack of a social life, he practically lived in a gym. No wonder he got big.

Sarah stormed off and Matej wondered if she was even able to walk in a normal pace. Left alone with her father, he carefully raised his eyes to Eric's, afraid of what the man might say to him now.
The security guard in his daughter's school cruising at a gay sauna? Not the message he wanted to send to people at all. But then, the guy had been there himself. So who's throwing the first stone?

"You didn't have to run", Eric said calmly, his brown eyes never leaving Matej's, who couldn't hold his gaze longer than a few second, before glancing down at the man's badge and weapon holster.
Looking back up, he felt the need to make a statement.

"I don't usually do this. I was there because of the gym, but their gym is shit, man, and then I thought... I thought...", he started to fidget, hating himself for appearing like an insecure teenager when he had acted like a confident porn star during their first meeting. Pretense, he always knew that, but he didn't want Eric to find out the truth.

"Hey, hey", Eric stepped closer, moving to touch Matej's arm, but stopped, aware of the people around them. What a weird sight they were.  A cop and a security guard staring at each other like long lost brothers meeting for the first time after many years apart. It was crazy.

"I've been there too. What should I say? I'm a cop and a dad. You think I'm proud of myself?", he laughed, the smile lighting up his face, crinkling his eyes.

"And Sarah's mother?" Matej couldn't help but ask.
"We're divorced. She's a department assistant at the UN in New York. Sarah stays with me to finish Elementary School", Eric explained calmly, tilting his head to check on the hallway behind Matej, searching for signs that his daughter was returning.

He lowered his head again, finding Matej's confused eyes. "You really didn't have to leave", he repeated. Looking at Eric's inviting smile, Matej didn't know what to say. You reminded me too much of a previous lover, was not exactly polite. And 'It was just a hook up' was a downright lie. Matej knew that much by now. He hadn't been able to get their kiss out of his head for days, wondering if Eric would be at the sauna again if he returned to look for him. He hoped that wasn't the case.

"I'm sorry I left so abruptly. I didn't mean to insult you. Cold feet, I guess...", he mumbled, hearing Sarah's soft but fast paced footsteps approach behind him.
She bumped into her father, gripping his leg. Eric took the mineral water bottle from her hand and unscrewed it, lifting it to his lips and gulping down the sparkling water. Matej watched his lips close around the bottle neck, suddenly feeling the familiar rush of heat in his face again, taking a step back to save himself from further embarrassment.

Eric lowered the bottle, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving Matej.
"Hey, if you two know each other, why don't you come with us to the movie tonight? Karen says 'Zoomania' is really good", Sarah babbled excitedly.

Eric stroked her blonde hair back from her face and cradled her neck.
"Hon, I'm sure Matej has better things to do than watch a kid's movie tonight. But we're happy to have him if he wants to?" Brows rising in hopeful invitation, Matej felt himself cornered between the two pairs of brown eyes staring expectantly at him. Why hadn't he made the connection before? Standing right next to each other, it was obvious that they were father and daughter, judging from their eyes alone.

Going to a movie? With Eric? And his daughter? Speaking of weird.
"I..., I really need to hit the gym tonight", he lied. He always hit the gym, but that was mostly because there was nothing else to do for him.

"You sure? I know Sarah would love you to join us. And so would I." That warm smile again.
Matej stood up straighter, glancing around, just to make sure he at least appeared to be doing his job here.

"Please, Matt. You absolutely have to join us! No isn't an option", Sarah begged, practically jumping up and down with excitement.
Matej held up his hands in a placating gesture.

"You are a pushy young lady, Sarah. Okay, if I have to I have to. I'll be happy to come along, if it really isn't an imposition?" A glance at Eric.
"Absolutely not. We'll be at the Haydn Cinema at 7 p.m. Wanna meet for dinner at say 6 p.m. at Prater Stern?" Eric smiled, his white teeth shining in his tanned face, cheeks dark with stubble, eyes sparkling with excitement, just like his daughter's.

"I'd love to", he responded shyly, stepping another step back to let them pass.
"Awesome! See ya later, Matt", Sarah yelled, dragging her dad behind her who saluted Matej playfully and disappeared among a bunch of parents and kids leaving the building through the wide glass door.

Was this a date? Matej raised his hand to his forehead, wondering how he had stumbled into this situation. Eric. His Eric. Sarah's father. What were the odds?

Better not to dwell on that. Matej returned to his usual position near the wall, scanning the decreasing flow of people coming and going, suddenly anxious for 5 p.m. to roll around. He needed to get ready. For a date.

Encounter in the Dark

Walking into the establishment, Matej sensed immediately that something was off. The building had looked inconspicuously enough from the outside - a nice green wooden door in a beautifully ornamented wall on an old Viennese building next to a church - but the reception area led directly to a huge locker room with live porn show ads decorating the walls and condoms lying in a bowl for public use. Changing quickly into his gym shorts and muscle tee, Matej found the actual gym to be a rather small affair with only a few machines cramped into a tiny side room that seemed more like an excuse than an actual place to work out.

A gay gym his ass. The Gay Vienna app on his phone had clearly fucked up royally. No way was this ever meant to be a place to work out.

Stepping out of the gym room, Matej watched a bunch of naked guys with only white towels around their waists descend the stairs into a lower level to what Matej assumed would be the gym's sauna.
A spark of curiosity prompted him to walk towards the stair and look down into a black rounded staircase, with music drifting softly up to him.
An older guy emerging from the lockers glanced curiously at him, his eyes glued to the bulging pecs and biceps that his gym top revealed. He brushed Matej slightly when he stepped aside to let him  enter the dark staircase, looking back up at Matej for a second, a clear invitation in his eyes.
Matej quickly turned around, walking back to the lockers. A gay cruising sauna. Of course. He felt so dumb. Of all the places to get a gay friendly work out, this was probably the last place on the list where Matej wanted to be tonight.

He didn't mind a little fun and entertainment with a nice guy from time to time, but that certainly didn't include strangers in some steam room, where not even names were exchanged.

Matej grabbed his gym bag, getting ready to leave, when he found himself rooted to the spot, looking back toward the hallway and the mysterious stairs. The thought of a whole bunch of horny guys just waiting for him down there allured him somehow. He knew he was handsome. His muscles were a chick magnet, although he appreciated the longing stares of handsome men much more, to be honest.

He hadn't had a date in forever and he hated the guilt ride of a quickie or a one night stand that left him alone and brooding in his tiny apartment. He would never have come here, had he known. But walk out? He had paid the 15 euros for the night, intending to get a hard workout done tonight. And his virtue be damned, a workout was what he'd gonna get. Slipping out of his shorts and tee, he grabbed a white towel from a pile in a corner and put it around his hips, the tissue only barely covering his huge muscled legs. He usually hated how everything was tiny on his massive frame, but no one would object tonight, that was for sure. He closed his locker, slipped the key inside the attached wristband and put it on his wrist.

Walking down the dark stairs he emerged in a softly lit maze. Looking right, Matej stared into a dark room that was actually so dark that he didn't even see how big the room was or if it was open on the other side or not. The security professional in him felt his hackles rise at the notion of being in this room with a bunch of strangers and God knew what kind of things. He remembered how his colleague Dean had once stepped onto a syringe in a room as dark as this one. Only he was wearing military books that simply crushed the needle under his feet. Matej looked down at his bare toes, determined NOT to walk into that dark room tonight.

Walking left, he entered a shower room. A couple of men stood under the spray, taking an actual shower - and doing nothing else, to Matej's surprise. He felt their heads turn when he entered the area, removing the towel and stepping under a free shower, soaping his body up. Glancing swiftly around, he found the other men stare openly at him, not even trying to disguise their hunger.

Matej finished his business quickly, rinsing his body and putting the towel back on, not even bothering to dry off. Rivulets of water ran down his chest and legs, chilling his heated skin. He  left the showers and moved on to a small bar and a beautifully decorated lounging room. Huge colons and gay-themed wall paintings gave the room an ancient Greek atmosphere. Guys were sitting on tables, some in pairs, some alone, lifting their heads when they saw him walk in. Matej hated to be on the receiving end of their predatory stares and looked past the men, avoiding any eye contact as he walked through the room, aiming for another door at its end.

He felt a hand close around his biceps and turned to a handsome older man with glasses who had approached him from one of the tables.
'How much?', the man asked, smiling shily.
Matej drew his eyebrows together in confusion. 'How much for what?'
The man smiled at him a little wider now, his soft hands beginning to rub up and down his large arms.

'A blowjob, maybe? Or ...more?', he said.
Matej withdrew his hand quickly and looked down, excusing himself with a mumbled 'Sorry', walking on.

Shit. Did they take him for a rent boy? He felt a wave of disgust wash over him, almost breaking his mood.

He crossed the room in wide steps and left through a door to a small hallway that led to toilets - although Matej doubted they were actually used as such. Several guys were leaning against a wall outside of the bathroom and Matej noticed how a pair entered the toilet together. He looked at each of the remaining men and found their eyes lock with his immediately, except for one guy in a corner, who quickly looked down when he met Matej's stare. Matej glanced at the man's toned body and felt a pang of excitement pass through his body as he watched the dark nipples framed by a hairy chest, a delicious trail leading towards the v shaped center, covered by the white towel. He liked the man's swimmer's build, muscular, but slim, not massive and ripped like his own body.
He stared at the man's angular features, high cheekbones framing a straight nose, his eyes cast down on the floor, a stray lock of dark hair falling over his eyebrows. A few white strands showed near his temples, giving away that the man was clearly older than Matej.
He felt a rush of excitement in his stomach, a strange attraction he simply couldn't deny, pulling him closer to the only man who didn't try to catch his attention in the room.
The decision made, Matej walked over, ignoring everyone else and headed straight for his dark haired stranger.

The man's back pressed against the wall as he raised his eyes to meet Matej's, now standing directly in front of him. Matej raised his right arm placing his palm next to the man's head, supporting his body only inches from the stranger's face. Matej was amused when he saw the expressive brown eyes widen in surprise, a sigh escaping his lips, his breath peppermint. Matej stared at him like a predator about to devour a prey. No way was he gonna back out now, not with a guy as deliciously handsome and shy like this right there in front of him, cornered like a mouse by an intimidating tomcat.

Matej leaned in, whispering in the man's ear, making sure that his lips brushed slightly against his lobes. "Do you like what you see?"

Brown eyes cleared his throat, his restless eyes giving away the inner turmoil that left him out of words.

Matej leaned even closer. Both arms on the man's sides now. Thighs on thighs.

The man leveled his eyes to Matej's. Lips only inches apart. He felt his victory, when the man's lips quirked up. Matej flexed his muscles and lowered his right arm, reaching for the stranger's hand. The grip was warm and solid, albeit slightly slippery from sweat. He felt the hand tremble slightly in his big paw. No sense playing coy now. Matej placed the man's hand on his ass, as he ground his whole body against him.

"You like how I feel?", he whispered on the other's neck. Matej's cock hardened under the towel, feeling the other man's cock throb through the tissue separating them.

'I...'
The man leaned towards Matej, his lips closing in to meet Matej's, but he tilted his head to give the man access to his throat instead. Kisses were for lovers. This was sex.

Matej leaned forward, licking across the man's neck, the skin warm and salty under his tongue. Going lower, he enjoyed the rasp of chest hair on his lips. Dropping further on his knees, Matej sucked the left nipple into his mouth, worrying it with his tongue, before he continued south, following the furry trail to the tented towel. A soft tug and it dropped to the floor, the now freed cock jumping excitedly up, the blunt tip leaving a wet trail on Matej's cheek. His mouth watering with desire, Matej buried his nose in the trimmed hair on its base, his open mouth following the ridge of the swollen cock, before his lips parted wide to welcome the velvet head inside, lapping away beads of sweet precome that formed on his tongue. The warm liquid increased in volume with every swirl of Matej's tongue, dragging a loud moan out of his partner's body, as he slid the shaft deeper into his mouth, lips closing around the base, while the head brushed the back of his throat. Matej wasn't a passionate cocksucker, but he knew how to make a guy feel good, keeping his teeth away from the tender skin, while swirling his tongue around the sensitive head. His handsome stranger caressed his cheeks tenderly, his left arm touching the close cropped hair on his skull, urging Matej on to take his cock deeper. He finally did let the man go all the way, the hard shaft now slippery with saliva and precome, gliding into his throat. Matej tried not to choke on the intruding cock, releasing it a few times, coughing and spitting, before he got used to the long shaft closing his windpipe, letting the man fuck his throat slowly, until he was able to bury his nose deep into the silken hair, the throbbing cock logged deep in his abused throat. The man's moans grew more intense, as he fucked Matej's mouth slowly, the friction of the raw throat driving him insane with lust. Matej let the man tilt forward, supporting his weight on his broad shoulders, as the thrusts grew shorter and frantic. He held on tight to the man's furry thighs, strong muscles flexing with exertion under his touch.

'I..., I can't...', the man moaned. Matej responded by grabbing his hard ass and shoving the man into his face burying his cock deeper into his throat, until a loud cry echoed through the room, shortly before Matej felt the hard shaft tremble and warm liquid shoot down his throat. Matej milked the throbbing cock with his throat, swallowing around the head, before he released it and tasted the warm semen on his tongue. Strands of saliva and cum hang from the pink head when he released it from his lips, one last swipe of his tongue cleaning it, the cock slowly softening while Matej rolled and caressed the man's empty balls in his large hands.
Matej fell back on his haunches, as the man collapsed on top of him,  supporting him, letting his wide shoulders carry the exhausted man who grinned, panting. Matej felt proud  having put the satisfied expression on the man's face.
Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, removing spit and cum from his lips, Matej got up fully, staring into the man's eyes, his own cock begging desperately for attention.

One of the men around them, watching, stepped closer, touching Matej's biceps, seeking to step in.
'I can take care of that..', the invader  said pointing to Matej's rock hard cock jutting out of the small towel.
Matej threw him a sharp glance before fixing his eyes once more on his partner's.
'Back off. I'm his', he said, grabbing his man's ass and letting his fingers caress the muscled ass cheeks, finding the crack and the warm entrance in its midst.
The man squirmed in his touch, putting an arm around Matej's shoulder, pulling his head down to whisper in his ears.
'Please don't. Let's get someplace more private', he begged and pulled Matej along with him, through yet another dark corridor, until they reached a viewing room with a large screen and several raised benches, like a theatre, with porn being broadcast in a seemingly endless loop.
Settling down on the soft bench, which felt more like a mattress than an actual seat, the man pulled Matej towards him, lifting his leg over his own, cradling his large thighs in his lap and removing the white towel to watch the cock jump in front of him.
He looked up, searching Matej's eyes once more.
'May I...?', he asked tentatively.' Matej nodded, fascinated by the beautiful eyes that seemed to dance while the man's big hands closed around his shaft, eliciting a groan out of Matej's lips. Slow jerking motions made him lift his hips a little, gradually sliding more of his lower body into the man's lap, enjoying the sensation of warm hands on the most sensitive part of his body.
'You're so beautiful', the man whispered. Matej felt the welcome tingling in his groin and pulled the man closer by the shoulder, almost leaning in for a kiss, but changing the motion once again midway, leaning his forehead against the man's temple, his eyebrows caressing the man's own, who leaned into the touch, their heads close together, breaths mingling, lips close enough to kiss if they only moved an inch forward.

Matej's breath grew frantic as the man's hands sped up their task, one hand repeatedly jerking his cock from the root to the top, his thumb smearing the emerging precome around the head to increase the slippery effect, while his other kneaded his balls. Matej sensed the man's smile on his face when he felt his balls draw up and a few more jerks finally sent him over the edge, breathing into the man's mouth, his moan vibrating through their embraced bodies, when his cock finally spilled endless jets of come on the man's hand and Matej's smooth abs.
Fingers closing in around his now sensitive cock, the man milked the last drops out of him, staring at the white strands on his hand, fascinated. Matej looked at him, his breath finally winding down from the climax.
He watched the man lift his hand to his mouth, taking a tentative taste of Matej's come, which drove him wild with desire.
'Tastes like you', the man said, his eyes sparkling.

In response, Matej closed the last few inches separating them, his mouth now flush with the man's moist lips, Matej's tongue invading, searching, ravaging the willing mouth, finding his taste on the man's warm tongue.  The frantic meeting of tongues suddenly slowed down to a more intimate kiss, lips closing, sealing their connection, turning the raw hunger into a tender gesture of affection. Matej pulled back slowly, intimidated by the sudden turn of things, but the man pulled his shaved head to his body and cradled him against the hollow of his throat, keeping him warm inside his arms.
Matej felt unwanted memories surface in his mind. A loving touch, a tender gesture shared in the dark. A deep loss in his heart, suddenly coming back to his mind.

'I'm Eric', the man said, his rumbling voice echoing through Matej, feeling the words on his face resting against the warm throat, just as he heard them.
He wanted to respond. Tell him his name. Ask him to see him again. But his fear cooled his heart as it always did when someone came too close too fast and Matej untangled himself from Eric's arms and got up.

'I gotta go', he said, not able to look into the man's eyes for another second. He didn't want to see disappointment in those warm brown eyes. Grabbing his towel and covering himself in one swift motion, he fled from the room, leaving Eric alone with the soft moans and whispers on the screen.

He practically ran through the many rooms in this unbelievable maze until he was back at his locker. Not bothering to put his security shirt back on, he just slipped inside his gym tee and shirts, grabbed his bag and left the establishment without sparing anyone a single glance. Finally closing the green door behind himself he dropped his bag and inhaled the cool night air deeply, a whiff of incense coloring the city smells of the night. He looked across the street at the old church building sitting there, like a silent reminder to all the sinners leaving the raunchy establishment. Matej buried his face in his hands, hating the sudden guilt that hit him now, as it always did when he gave in to his hunger. He felt the curious stares of several young men who entered the door while he still stood right next to it. Matej felt sick. He grabbed his gym back and ran down the street, no direction in mind. Just away from the place that made him feel so dirty, sinful and trying to forget the feeling of the handsome man in his arms and the tender warmth of their shared kiss. His huge feet hammering the pavement, he ran into the anonymity of the city, ignoring the trails of tears painting his flushed cheeks.

Tomorrow he would have forgotten about this incident and find a real place to work out. Tomorrow he wanted to feel normal again. As if that would ever happen...