Hole-Y Matrimony Ch. 01

Chapter 1 – Jordan and Thomas

These two were clearly destined for each other: that was so apparent!

5 years before they first met Thomas and Jordan both hundreds of miles apart from each other were both scrolling through the same app and both were looking for completely two very different things…

Thomas the older of the two, he was a 43-year-old, head of department as a pastry chef in a manor home, close to where he lived. He was a shorter man around 5′ 6”, thin, salt/pepper, blonde hair. He had an accent, which would not become apparent to Jordan until the day he met Thomas. He likes the more masculine of men, the muscular, straight-acting type not too young someone maybe 10 years younger would be ok but not much lower than 34 he would say…

Whereas Jordan a 34-year-old hospital worker living in the East of the country, was around 5’8”. Muscular body, which showed his abs through his t-shirt, a man’s, man type of man. People often complimented on his looks, but he always, remained humble, not letting arrogance start to manifest.

Sure, he was also looking to date but actually, he was looking for a woman on the same site and not in-fact not a man. Jordan was a straight maybe even far enough to stretch to Bi-Curious. (He never really acted on the urges he sometimes would feel and not understand) muscular lad who was now starting to get the body he has truly worked hard for, but was never confident enough to show off.

One day when scrolling through and swiping left and right on, the ones they were interested in, a MAN appeared on his phone, but Jordan was not looking for a MAN! When looking at this MAN’s picture, Jordan began to feel his balls start to tingle and his cock began to start getting semi erect.

Jordan swiped right.

His curiosity got the better of him, what was it about this man that made him feel this way?

He wondered. He could not get the image of Thomas’ face out of his mind.

Jordan went to bed that night and randomly unlike ever before had this happened to him, but he began to imagine himself with a man…

Questions began to flood his mind… Am I Gay? Do I like men now? What’s going on..? Why am I feeling this way? None of these questions would be answered right away.

When he awoke the next morning, he was not the only part of his body that was stretching to the ceiling as he began to open his eyes. Looking down, seeing the sheets rising from the bed like a circus’ top tent… the head so thick and swollen.

He must have been erect for a long time…. His testicles were aching and cock just pulsating so hard that pre cum was soaking through to the duvet cover, through the actual duvet it’s self too.

As Jordan ran his finger across the head of his penis, he felt the pre cum oozing out of him, just a continual slow steady flow of this sticky clear liquid dripping down the side of his mushroomed head, still leaking, it drips slowly down his shaft.

Jordan just lies there amazed to see how much he has leaked, he had never seen himself so hard, so hard that the veins were even bulging out of the shaft, it just looked so aggressive and angry and shooting its gooey liquid so freely.

Jordan turned over to grab his phone to check the time, assuming that he was early for his alarm going off.

It read 9.25am.

IM LATE!

Jordan quickly changed into his uniform and grabbed his bike and flew off to work, his balls still not released a load this morning.

This was about day 6 of not stroking as work had been so manic this week, it felt like a effort to do, he just hoped that he would meet nice lass when out on weekend and she would then get the full force squirted in her.

Throughout the day seeing anyone from behind that was salt and pepper haired, Jordan would just feel his cock just twitch very slightly, after lunch once Jordan had eaten and regained some energy, he went back to work.

Working all over a University Hospital he would see hundreds of people in a day and a lot of the older men these days seemed to be rocking around everywhere he looked.

The afternoon was worse following lunch because where was all this extra energy going to, yep straight to his full balls holding in a full 6 days load that REALLY needed to be released, DAYS AGO! Especially with Jordan’s sex drive it was incredibly high and was always needing attended too.

The day was finally over and he stayed to make up for the lateness this morning.

Once home, Jordan put his bag down, placed his keys on the side of the table, locked his door and kicked off his shoes.. feeling the draft from underneath the door flowing through his ripe sweaty socks.

Before there was ANY chance he could settle down, Jordan needed to shower and get rid of the smell of a hospitals clinical environment mixed with the ripe odour of his white socks filling the air as he walked around the house.

Uniform placed in the wash, Jordan began to strip as the pressure from the shower head adjusting as did the heat coming from it, the slight cool air mixed with the heat from the shower made a faint mist, fill the air around the bathroom, steam mixed with his feet and clinical hospitals. Yummy just what every woman wanted in a man.

Jordan stands under his rainforest shower head and lets the water run down his head, across his face and down his shoulders and back as he leans against the wall, feeling the warm heat getting hotter against his skin, he lets out a soft moan of pleasure.

The water runs across his ass, and down onto the floor below some just continuing down his legs and across his ankles, and in-between his toes.

Jordan grabs a loafer and some shower gel and begins to soap up his body, as if it was all happening in slow motion all around him, he stands up straight and begins to scrub his neck and shoulders, moving his head from side to side releasing any tension built up.

Washing across his chest, he began to drift off into a daydream.

Like how he was before, Jordan was imagining himself in slow motion, as something dry and cold grazed his left shoulder blade, Jordan slowly turned to look to see what it was.

As he got halfway turning round there again was that sensation he had just felt only this time he felt it on the opposite shoulder.

The grazing turned into more pressure as his head swung enough to be able to see behind him, and all he could see, was Thomas, there naked, in the shower behind him.

Thomas’ lips just millimetres away from Jordan’s wet soapy spine, within the blink of an eye, Thomas’ lips pressed into Jordan’s back. Pulses of pleasure and tingling ran the length of Jordan’s spine, travelling right into the back of Jordan’s head and into the littlest toes on his feet.

Jordan came back into the moment and could feel his breath shallow and soft. His head still making sense of what had just happened. He looked down and shockingly staring right back up at him was his cock, again the veins were bulging through, and he was wet, but not a watery kind of wet but a sticky pre cum consistency.

Jordan just smiled to himself, stepped out the shower, turned off the pressure and wrapped a towel around his waist.

Jordan liked to walk around bare chested, and who would complain either, his abs on show, his tight, muscular pecs fully hard on display, his nipples small and pert. He walked into the bedroom, reached into his draw, pulled out a pair of grey gym joggers and let himself go commando as he cooked his dinner.

A few days had past and he still could not get Thomas’ face out of his mind.

Jordan got comfortable on the sofa, put on some music, grabbed out a beer and layed out on the sofa and logged into the app where he had first seen Thomas’ pictures.

Twenty-Four Messages, wow lots of horny girls out there wanting my dick Jordan thought to himself.

This was the first real chance that Jordan even had to play with himself, as past few days it has been extra pressure at work and he has been covering staff off sick, so coming home was a dinner and early night kind of evening.

Not feeling extra peppy to go out, Jordan just decided to have couple of beers on the sofa relaxing with some television in the background, catching up with any shows previously missed, and get through some of these messages, you never know, one might be free tonight and want to skip the chit chat and get straight to it.

After fourteen or so messages and not wanting to carry on replying as it was just the same type of girl, looking for the same kind of guy, and well Jordan always felt, that he was more refined than some of the other guys out there in his own unique way.

Jordan was about to log out when he noticed there in his inbox was a Message from a Thomas J. Jordan tried to get a clearer view of the profile picture but could roughly make out that it was the same guy that he had swiped yes to, a few days prior.

Jordan clicked the message and read the contents:

Good Evening,

I hope your well.

You’re handsome!

What are you looking for?

TJ

Jordan’s heart began to race, his hands began to shake and his phone slowly slipped out of his hands and crashed into his lap.

After a short while sat drinking his ice cold beer, Jordan picked up his phone again and returned to the message. Staring at it: disbelief, shock, surprise, all plagued his body of emotions.

Jordan hit the reply button and started to respond to the message questions before him:

Evening,

How are you?

I’m well also thanks.

Aww thanks, very kind of you to say.

Mates, Chats, LTR.

What about yourself?

*Send* and with that Jordan’s mind began to race and panic set in.

Jordan was not used to messaging other men, so this would be his first.

After another week of work, long days and double the workload, Jordan found himself home again on a Friday night. Thank fully his ex was also kind of like a friend with benefits and had come round to help him out during the week and he was glad she did!

Jordan again had been too busy to reply to the vast amount of messages that he had received during the week, shocking most was there was ONE message, one from a Thomas J that HAD been opened, as well as this it had been replied to, two days ago so contact had clearly continued.