Fandom:	Houston Knights
Series:	Heat
Rating:	NC17
Pairing:	Joe/Levon
Archive:	Starwinder's
Title:	Heat 2
Author:	Starwinder
e-mail:	starwinder2of7@gmail.com
Standard Disclaimer: Houston Knights belongs to Jay Bernstein and Michael Butler and Columbia Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fan fiction, written out of love for the shows. I am making no money off this. I have no money so please don't sue me. Any original characters who may appear in these stories are the property of the author.

Heat 2
By Starwinder

They got out of the jeep and went into the building where Mike Hale and his partner had had their private investigation firm. Checking the information desk in the lobby they found that the office was on the twenty third floor.

As they entered the elevator Lundy started to grin. There was no one else in it. The blow-job his new partner had given him in the airport restroom just minutes after they met was very fresh in his mind and he knew that with the office they were going to being on the twenty third floor they had plenty of time. Time for him to mess with the boy.

LaFiamma was leaning against the back of the elevator, relaxed and smiling slightly when Lundy turned and stepping in close, slid one hand behind him to caress his buttocks while slipping the other between his legs, stroking his cock.

"Whatídíya think youíre do---" He started but Lundy cut him off by clamping his mouth on LaFiammaís and sticking his tongue down the younger manís throat.

Removing his hand from LaFiammaís cock he reached up and got a good grip on the back of LaFiammaís neck holding him so that he couldnít withdraw from the kiss. The other hand continued to maul LaFiammaís buttocks, stroking, and pinching.

LaFiamma trembled beneath Lundyís hands, moaning softly into the older manís mouth.

Confident now that LaFiamma wouldnít protest or resist his intentions, Lundy broke the kiss so that he could speak to "his boy".

He kissed the soft skin of the boyís neck just below his ear then nipped at the earlobe. LaFiamma moaned helplessly.

"You like my hands on you, Boy?" Lundy whispered.

LaFiamma only moaned again.

"Answer the question!" Lundy commanded emphasizing it with a quick hard slap to LaFiammaís ass cheek.

LaFiamma whimpered with the pain of the slap but then he replied, breathlessly "Yes! Oh, God! Yes, Lundy!"

Lundy reclaimed the boyís sweet mouth, thoroughly plundering it before breaking the kiss again to explain things to "his boy", "Thatís good, Boy. ëCause youíre gonna be feeling them regular. Real regular. And soon there ainít gonna be nothing between you and them. Youíre gonna get intimately acquainted with my hands, Boy. And my cock is gonna get intimately acquainted with your asshole. You know what I mean?"

LaFiamma trembled in his embrace, "I know what you mean," He whispered.

Lundy heard the ding of the elevator hitting their floor and stepped back, turning to face the door. "Good!" He grinned. "Straighten your clothes, Boy." He snapped and as soon as the elevator doors opened he stepped out, leaving LaFiamma to straighten himself up and regain his composure.

It didnít take him long. By the time Lundy reached the office door LaFiamma was there, laying a restraining hand on his arm. "I go through doors first." He said.

"Fine. Go a head on." Lundy said with a shake of his head.

He watched the boy step though the door and smiled to himself. Quick recovery time was a definite plus in a boy. It meant that he could indulge his little perversions at will and the boy would still remain functional as a partner.

The End