Unspoken Desires

Chapter Five

TRIGGER WARNING-SEXUAL CONTENT

As the clock struck 7 PM, Alex arrived right on time(as instructed). Hearing his doorbell, Jack opened his door, he saw the familiar figure with his  punk-inspired attire standing at his doorstep.

Jack took in Alex's appearance, appreciating the way he effortlessly carried off the punk aesthetic with his band tees and skinny jeans.

"Damn, you clean up good," Jack remarked, his eyes lingering on Alex's appearance.

"Missed seeing that pretty face of yours."Jack whispered.

Jack ran a thumb over Alex's lip as Alex brushed past him in the doorway. Jack and him locked eyes as they passed each other. Neither daring to look away as Alex stopped in his tracks. He was searching Jack's face. Reading him.

Alex  had a hint of blush creeping onto his cheeks. Jack noticed it and smirked a little.

"Well my pretty face is glad to be here." Alex whispered.

As Alex spoke his lips were inches away from Jack's. The tension in their movements was thick. The longing of lovers who have not seen each other in months. Alex broke the eye contact first, deciding to make his way into the house fully.

Once Alex entered Jack's, he removed his shoes and his flannel as the flirtatious exchange at the doorway left him feeling a bit warm suddenly.

Jack watched curiously as he closed the door behind them. He couldn't look away as Alex's muscles flexed at his movements. Jack admired the way Alex's ass looked in his skinny jeans as he bent over to unzip his boots.

The Black Nirvana T-shirt hugged Alex's muscles in all the right ways, showing the muscles in Alex's toned arms. Alex's little tattoos scattered around his arms and hands always made Jack feel something, deep inside him.

Alex noticed Jack looking but decided to forgo saying anything. As he quite liked showing off.

Pretending he wasn't just undressing Alex with his eyes, Jack decided to plaster on a grin, and Jack gestured towards the living room.

"Make yourself at home, I'll be right back." He stated simply.

Alex had been here several times before as they had been hooking up for a month or so before he left. He returned with a bottle of wine and a plate of snacks, earning a playful jab from Alex about his "geriatric" choice of snacks.

"Well, I may be old, but you keep coming back for more." Jack quipped, pouring them both a glass of wine.

Alex smirked, leaning in closer. "Maybe it's our chemistry, or I pity you." Alex playfully suggested.

The air between them was quickly becoming charged with flirtation.Their conversation flowed effortlessly, shifting to Alex's recent role as producer on his most recent movie set. Jack listened attentively, offering words of encouragement.

"This film I was the liaison between the studio and the film crew. As this time I was hired by the studio and not the film itself. It was a more managerial producer role. It was definitely a step in the right direction towards becoming an executive producer. Which will hopefully give me the experience to be a director." Alex said with a hint of hope in his tone.

As Alex discussed his aspirations of becoming a director someday. Jack was a bit surprised. He didn't realize that was a dream of Alex's.

"I am sorry I am rambling. I am just trying to make conversation and unfortunately we landed on the topic I could spend hours discussing." Alex said with a cheeky smile.