From Top to Bottom

All the persons in this work are over the age of 18 years.

"I'm sorry Ash, but I think it is time that we break up."

Ash felt as if he had been hit in the guts.

His boyfriend, or should he think of him now as his ex-boyfriend, had invited him out to dinner to have a "talk". He knew from the outset that it sounded bad. But he didn't think it was this bad.

"Marshall, why?" was all he could splutter out.

Marshall sighed.

"It's been a long time coming Ash. We clearly haven't been gelling together."

"If this is about me asking you to let me t..."

Marshall cut him off.

"It's not just that." Marshall went quiet. He pulled out a set of keys and slowly winded a single key off. He placed it on the table. "This is yours. I think it is best we leave it here. Goodbye Ash and good luck."

He then stood up and walked away. Leaving Ash staring at the key on the table. He wasn't sure if it had been thirty minutes or thirty hours, but at one point a waiter asked if he was ready to order. Shaking his head Ash snatched up the key and headed out.

Catching a cab, Ash managed to get back home. The comforts of his apartment were lost on him as he flopped on the couch. Ash stared into space, his mind going over the last conversation he had with Marshall. Was there anything he could have done? Breathing out, Ash pulled off his shoes. Standing up he stretched. A floor length mirror, a gift from Marshall, sat off to the side. He stared at himself. A young man, just out of his teens looked back at him. While he was short, but he had a lithe build. One that he had been focused on building lean muscle for. His wavy brown hair was cropped at the top, and his face had an almost feminine appearance. Guys all over town would flock to him, gay or straight. And now he had been dumped!

Growling, Ash stomped to the fridge.

Fuck it! He grabbed a beer.

Before popping the top off Ash's brain did an UNO reverse. He had been working for weeks on eating clean and training hard. He wasn't going to let this bastard throw him off. Shoving the beer back in the fridge, he sat back down on the couch. What was a healthy way to deal with this situation? He picked up his phone and started scrolling through his friends list. Coming across one that made him smile, he pressed the dial button.

"Ash! Good to hear from you mate, how have you been?"

The strong but gentle resonance of the voice was soothing to Ash's ear.

"Hey Donovan. Honestly man, not too good. My boyfriend has broken up with me."

There was a pause.

"Do you need company, I can come right over?"

Ash felt slight tears welling up in his eyes. Now here was a friend!

"Only if you bring round some of those strawberry protein smoothies you are famous for."

"Done! I'll be round in twenty!"

As he clicked off Ash let out a deep breath. He and Donovan have been cultivating a solid friendship the last few months. Ash didn't make friends easy, but Donovan had been someone who could talk to. They joked about sci-fi, played card games and even some duster hockey.

To bad he was straight.

Not much later Ash heard a knock at the door.

Opening it up, Donovan's massive frame filled the door. He was only a few years older than him, but he was huge.

Here was a guy who could just walk by a set of dumbbells and gain muscle. Donovan was wearing his customary singlet and shorts. Most people might interpret this as Donovan showing off, but Ash knew it was more about comfort for him. Being true to himself.

Donovan raised a hand which held a bag of groceries.

"I thought I would make the smoothies here, that way you get them fresh."

Ash mustered a smile and moved to let Donovan in.

Donovan placed the groceries on the kitchen bench. He turned to face Ash.

"How are you feeling?"

Ash shrugged.

"Like my heart has been placed in a stump grinder."

Donovan moved gracefully for his size, engulfing Ash in a hug.

Ash let out a slight cry. He didn't realise he had been keeping the tears in all this time. He wrapped his arms around Donovan and started to sob.

"It's okay" Donovan said softly. "You are not alone."

Ash took in some deep breaths before breaking the embrace.

"You better, um, get a move on those smoothies."

Donovan held his gaze, those brown eyes soft with compassion.

"Sure thing, will be done in a jiffy."

Ash sat back down on the couch. There wasn't much more he could do. Donovan got to work, the sounds of the cutting board and clinking of knives soothing Ash's soul. Even the muted sound of the blender was comforting. Donovan expertly poured the mixture into two cups. Sitting next to him, Donovan handed him a smoothie with a smile.

"To good friends."

Ash gave a slight smile back.

"I'll drink to that."

The smoothie was heavenly, sweet but not too sweet. Thick but not too thick. Ash could drink this for days. Donovan broke the silence first.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Ash gave a chuckle.

"Sure you want to hear it?"

"I'm here aren't I, if you'd like to talk about something else..."

"No no" Ash shook his head. "I do. It's just I... well I am glad you are here." Ash exhaled. "He said that it had been a long time coming, and well, maybe he was right. I knew things haven't felt good for a while. I think the straw that broke the camels back was when I asked if I could..." Ash held his tongue.

"Asked what?" Donovan said quietly.

"Look man, you are a fantastic friend, I wouldn't want to burden you with TMI."

Donovan gave him a gentle nudge.

"Go for it man, I'm here for you."

"Okay, well, don't laugh. I asked if I could top him."

To his credit Donovan didn't sputter when he sipped his drink.

"Top him, you mean..."

"Yup, destroying his hole."

Donovan laughed. Ash joined in.

"Well, I am glad you can be brutally honest." Donovan let out a contented breath. "So I take it he wasn't into it."

Ash stood up and cracked his neck.

"You can say that again, I still remember the shocked look on his face." Ash began to pace. "I mean, yeah I know I am cute. And got a pretty fuckable body, but geez, I want to top." Ash realised he was starting to rant, but he didn't care, he trusted Donovan. "I might be short but I am strong, and I so want to slip my dick in some man meat you know?"

He turned to Donovan to see his reaction, then realised that his friend was staring at him intently. He then, not subtly, averted his gaze.

Wait, was Donovan checking him out?

"Well" Donovan said slowly. "I think I can empathize with your situation, sort of."

Another surprise.

Ash thought maybe it might be a good idea to change the topic of conversation, but curiosity beat out reason.

"What do you mean?"

Donovan scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Well, I am a pretty tall guy, so most dudes expect me to top. They... well... are kinda surprised when I ask to bottom."

Ash blinked twice. Was Donovan telling him what he thought he was telling him. Sitting back down next to his friend Ash asked.

"Donovan, my apologies, but are you gay?"

Donovan laughed.

"Yeah man, of course. You didn't know?"

"No" Ash chortled. "I had no idea, you have this straight vibe you know. That or my gaydar is completely out of wack."

Donovan took another sip.

"Well now you know."

"Heh" Ash said amused. "Okay, so let me get this straight. I want to top, but never get that kind of action. You want to bottom, but never get *that* action. Correct."

Donovan nodded glumly.

"Sounds about right, you have the peanut butter and I have the chocolate."

Ash couldn't help but let a large grin cross his face.

Donovan downed the rest of his smoothie and placed it on the side table, he then flexed his massive biceps, stretching his hands back behind his head.

"So what do you think we should do about it?" He said with a rye smile.

Ash didn't need and engraved invitation, placing his own cup down he jumped gingerly onto his friends lap, straddling him. Gazing down at those brown eyes, he mashed his mouth against his. There tongues instantly darting in and out of their mouths. Ash started to feel hot. Breaking the kiss, he nimbly jumped back and tore of his shirt and pants. His dick swinging free.

"Whoa" Donovan said in awe. "I had no idea you were packing such a huge dick."

"I know, it's too bad I never get a chance to use it."

Donovan grinned hungrily.

"Sit back on this couch and I will do something about that for you."

As Ash sat back down, Donovan gingerly got up and then fell to his knees. His mouth eager for Ash's cock, he immediately engulfed him.

"Whoa there tiger, take your ti.... oh shitttt." Ash was cut off as Donovan greedily began deep-throating him. His tongue flicking around his shaft. Ash moaned. He couldn't believe Donovan was bringing him to heaven so quickly.

He then started bobbing his head up and down.

Can the man just breathe through cock?

Soon enough, Ash felt himself starting to stiffen up.

"Man, I am about to blow, you might want to ease... ahhhhh."

Donovan buried his nose into Ash's crotch, taking his cock all the way in. Ash pumped rope after rope of cum down his friends throat. As he started to subside, Donovan finally came up for air. Breathing hard, Ash could spy his cum still present in Donovan's mouth. Not even hesitating, he kissed him passionately. Donovan's hard breathing and his own cum swapping between their mouths. Ash licked his tongue around his friend's mouth, savoring his own flavour. Breaking for air again, Ash gazed at Donovan's beautifully cum covered face.

"I hope you have more loads in you Ash."

Ash leaned back.

"Possibly, but I would need some 'inspiration' to get me back up to full mast."

Straightening, Donovan got off the floor. He slowly pulled his singlet over his head, exposing his well defined abdominals and chiseled pecks. Ash let out a low whistle.

"You haven't seen anything yet."

Tortuously slowly, he pulled down his pants.

Ash's mouth dropped.

Donovan's arse was like cut marble, smooth and beautifully round. As he kept bending over Ash could make out that gorgeous puckered hole. It took all of Ash's willpower to not go over there and slobber all over it.

Wait a moment, why the hell am I resisting.

"You, couch, now!"

Donovan happily complied, leaning over the cushioned edge of the couch. Ash whirled around and got on his knees and buried himself in that perfect arse.

His tongue lapping up and down like he was born to do just that. He then buried his tongue deep into Donovan. Now it was Donovan's turn to moan.

Feeling that he had lubed him up enough, Ash withdrew. A slight disappointed whimper emanated from Donovan.

Aww, he is whining for more. Well I can do something about that.

Ash's hard-on had returned with a vengeance. He placed his massive cock at the entrance of Donovan's tight hole.

"I'm coming in." He warned.

Donovan grunted.

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Ash inched in.

"Ugh, gawd, Ash, faster, please."

Ash craned his head up.

"You sure bro."

Ash felt Donovan's arse tightened around his cock in response.

"Hmmpf, gah, okay. You wanted this."

Ash pushes himself in, all the way to the base. Donovan moaning like crazy. Ash grabbed Donovan's midsection to keep himself steady. He then starts to push in and out. Pleasure reverberated through both of them with each push and pull. Both of them now were moaning and groaning. Never in Ash's life had he felt such pleasure.

It was close to perfect... but.

Ash pulled out completely.

"Hey" Donovan objected.

Ash moved around Donovan and sat on the couch, spreading his legs, he let his engorged cock flop against his stomach.

"You want this, you better bounce up and down it."

Donovan smiled with glee.

"Oh hell yeah."

Getting up, Donovan faced away from Ash as she slowly lowered that glorious arse onto Ash's prick. Ash was sure to angle his cock just right, allowing it to be sucked up by Donovan's quivering hole. Putting those leg muscles to good use. Donovan proceeded to bounced up and down on Ash's massive member.

"Ohhhhh ffuuuuckkkk" was all that Ash could say. He watched in utter fascination as Donovan's sculpted backside rode him up and down. It was mesmerizing. It wasn't long before he could feel his balls rising.

"Man, I'm about to cum."

Donovan lifted his arse, then shoved it down.

Ash leaned back, allowing his orgasm to thunder through both of them. He felt his seed spilling all over Donovan's insides. When he finally stopped cumming, Donovan lifted that toned arse of his up. Giving Ash the beautiful sight of his cum gushing out of that hole. Not even caring that it was staining his rug or his couch, Donovan slumped next to him, arm casually slinging over Ash's shoulder.

"Well man, geez, I hope that helps you get over your ex."

Ash blinked delirious.

"My who?"