The Afternoon of Pleasure
          ***Written at request- hope you like it, T!***

     Jason reached for another Kleenex, feeling this one to be even stronger as it slowly built up
in his strong nose. He tried to hold his nose closed with his thumb and first finger, trying to keep
the sneeze from coming, but it was no use as the feeling escalated. He held the tissue ready and,
letting himself take a deep breath, burst out with a deep and powerful sneeze. "Har-AHCHOO!"
He sniffed, exchanging the wet tissue for a clean one just as he sneezed again. "Ha-ah-CHEOO!"
Harder, stronger, his handsome form bending forward from the force, shoulders arching, muscles
tensing then relaxing. Jason sniffed again and, as the phone rang, put a finger under his nose to
hold back any more outbursts resulting from his tickling nose. "Hello? I'm sorry, Ms. Andrews is
out at the moment. May I take a mess.. a mess... " he tried in vein to keep from sneezing as he
managed under a strong breath out, "message-haSHOO!" sneezing strongly into a fist. "Ha-hah-
HACHOO!" Holding a tissue under his nose, he tried to finish. "Pardon me *sniff* May I take a
message?"
     The voice on the other line seemed distracted. "Oh, no thank you. I will call back later."
     The person hung up and Jason hung up the phone, only to grab a handful of tissues,
holding then up to his face only seconds before erupting with three more powerful sneezes which
controlled his body, commanding him to lunge forward, breathe deeply, and recover just in time to
meet the next. "Hah-CHOO!... Her-AHSHOO!.... HEPT-CHOO!"
     Chris peered around the wall of his cubicle to see Jason caught strongly by his sneezes. His
lover was well-built, in shape, and stood a few inches taller than Chris's own 5'9" status. He had a
rugged look to him, rough stubble on the lower part of his rounded face, a straight but relatively
large nose with rounded nostrils, short, wavy brown hair, but with soft brown eyes that could melt
Chris instantly with a smile. Chris himself was not quite his opposite, but somewhere in between.
An avid swimmer, Chris was just as strong and muscular but kept himself looking as thin as
possible. His eyes were an angelic blue, he kept his bright blond hair short and was in a buzz cut
now, and, being more of a morning person and waking up a good half an hour before Jason, had
made time in the bathroom that morning to give himself a clean shave.
     When the sneezing had subsided a little, Chris made his presence and his concern known.
"Hey, Jason. You alright?"
     Jason nodded, rubbing the side of his nose with his finger. He reached for the Kleenexes,
but, finding the box empty, covered his nose with two hands, sneezing heavily. "ha.. Har-AH-
SHEEO!" Sniffing, he wiped his nose on his sleeve. "Pardon me," he said at last. "Yeah, my
allergies are acting up again."
     Chris wheeled his chair over, facing him. "You mean your hay fever." He handed Jason
his handkerchief, clean, folded neatly.
     Jason took it with a thankful, sheepish smile, blowing his nose. "Yeah. That, too."
     Chris smiled, taking Jason's free hand and squeezing it in reassurance. "You seem to be
sneezing quite a bit. Maybe you should go home from work early today."
     Sighing, "You know I can't-"
     "And maybe I should, too."
     Jason's dark eyebrows raised. "Oh." He smiled mischievously. "Really?"
     Chris quickly looked around to make sure no one was watching, then leaned forward to
kiss him gently to seal the promise. "Really."


     They took off at lunch time with plans of a picnic in the park and a movie that evening at
the drive-in. On the drive over, Jason was having much more luck controlling his nose, and his
sneezes luckily seemed to be much less of a problem.


     The May sun was warm as it shown down upon them.  Chris and Jason sat together under
a tree, Chris leaning against the trunk with his arms draped around Jason, who sat in front of him,
leaning back against him. Stopping at McDonalds on the way over, they'd had most of their lunch
in the car, but had finished ice creams while walking among the fields and statues of the city's
elaborate public park. They'd found a nice secluded spot and had decided to sit together and just
be for a while. Unfortunately, Jason's nose was seizing upon the opportunity and giving him little
peace as he tried to relax with Chris.
     After a short spell of strong sneezing, Jason groaned miserably, closed his eyes, and wiped
his nose roughly with a corner of Chris's now rather soiled handkerchief. "Pardon," he mumbled,
wishing his allergies away so that he could simply enjoy the beautiful, sunny late spring afternoon
with the man he loved. His nose tickled again and he didn't have time to guide the cloth to his nose
as it came upon him, "har-ha-SHHOO!" bobbing his head, nostrils widening even more than
normally, eyes squeezing closed and watering slightly, face tensing and drooping instinctively as he
unsuccessfully tried to hold its strength and power back. Recovering, he snuffled another "Pardon"
into the folds of the handkerchief, his nose still tickling lightly... waiting a few more seconds to
begin building up again.
     Chris, straining his neck to reach to the side enough to get a look at Jason, kissed him on
his rough cheek. "I'm sorry. This was a bad idea. Let's go home, Love."
     Jason started to protest. "No, it's fine. We should stahh.. ahhh... " he quickly made sure his
nose was covered, for it felt even stronger, "ahh...HACHOO!" His handsome nose filled and the
sneeze came out powerfully with a rich, deep sound. The instant he took in his next breath his
nostrils flared again and his breathing quickened, rapid, panicked short breaths that built to a
mighty, irrepressible, "HARRAHHSHHEOOO!"  He burried his nose in the handkerchief as
another quickly followed, "HaCHHH!" and another "Hah... haSHOO!" and another "Hah...
Huhh... haaCHOO!HACHOO!" coming out in ga forceful double. He tried desperately to control
himself, sure that Chris would drag him home if much more took place, but he found it impossible
as his nose itched and tickled and the urge seemed to grow stronger with each sneezed that he
expelled. Finally, he found he had no choice but to submit as sneeze after sneeze took hold of him,
controlling him.
     When at last it passed, he blew his nose thoroughly and turned back to Chris to apologize
in abundance.
     Chris, loving him too much to accept the apology, squeezed his hand again. "We'd better
go." They rose and Chris stood, facing him, leaning forward to kiss him.
     Jason closed his eyes, leaning forward as well. He felt a faint tickling at the back of his
nose but was sure he could hold it off for the length of a kiss. As their lips met, Jason's nose
twitched and he took in a deep breath of air, pulling back quickly to let out a strong "haCHOO!"
spraying Chris a little in the face at the process. "Oh God," Jason snuffled, covering his nose and
digging around in his pockets for a clean tissue. Producing one, he handed it to Chris,
embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, Chris. I really... real..." he turned his head and brought a fist up to his
nose just in time. "Hart-ChOOO!" Whispering as he sniffed helplessly, "Really sorry."
     Chris refused the tissue, knowing Jason would no doubt need it soon, and wiped his face
with his sleeve. "It's alright. You can't help it." He pecked Jason on the nose to prove that he
didn't mind it at all. "Come on, let's go home."
     A short car ride home found them involved in casual conversation about the latest baseball
scores and the upcoming playoffs. They arrived home in no time, made some popcorn, and
cuddled together on the couch. Chris, holding the bowl of popcorn, sat to Jason's left, resting his
head upon Jason's strong shoulder. Jason had an arm around Chris and a full box of Kleenex on
his lap. 
     "I'm sorry it didn't work out at the park today, Chris," Jason said, closing his eyes and
stroking Jason's soft cheek with his hand. "That would have been a really nice way to spend the
afternoon."
     Chris didn't answer immediately; he had something else on his mind.
     "Chris? You still awake?"
     Chris sat up, pulling away from Jason's warm body to lean against the arm of the couch.
"Yeah, Jase... can I tell you something?"
     Jason sniffed. "Sure. You can tell me anything. You know that."
     He wasn't too sure. "Promise you won't laugh?"
     Jason nodded. "Of course I won't."
     "Promise?"
     With a clean, pleasant smile and sparkling eyes. "What's this about?"
     Chris put the bowl down on the table and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath for courage.
"It's... uh... about a fetish I have."
     Jason shifted in his place and Chris opened his eyes nervously only to be supported by his
lover's eager, kind smile. "I didn't know you have a fetish... what is it?"
     "Um..." Chris looked down at his hand; he was scared to say it; he'd never told anyone
before. "It's, uh... "
     "Come on," Jason coaxed, understanding the difficulty but wanting to know. "I promise I
won't tell another living soul. You know I won't."
     Chris nodded, still avoiding eye contact. "I know... it's just hard to say..."
     Jason scooted close to him and took his hand. "Take as long as you need to. I'll be here."
     Chris nodded, hanging his head. "Hold me."
     Jason obeyed, wrapping his arms around him as Chris buried his face against his lover's
chest. "I have a fetish..." he bit his lip, his heart pounding. "For sneezing." He immediately felt
Jason's body tense and he pulled out of the embrace, ashamed to have told his secret, getting up
off the couch and walking a few feet away. "I shouldn't have said anything. Dammit... I'm so
stupid!" With his back to Jason, he mumbled to himself, "Stupid. I'm so stupid! I can't believe I
just said that!"
     But Jason would hear none of it, rising to his feet and going to stand behind Chris. "Chris..
You're not stupid. It's all right."
     Chris shook his head, scared to look back. "How can it be? Everything's changed now. I
shouldn't have told you"
     Jason walked around him, touching his chin lightly to push it up and make him look him in
the face. "Yes, you should have."
     Chris shook his head, shaking off Jason's kind touch. "You don't mean it."
     Jason closed his eyes. "Why would I say it if I didn't mean it?"
     Chris had no answer.
     "I think that's great, Chris... so all that time today, and all the times before that?"
     "Yeah... I was... getting turned on..."
     "By my sneezing?"
     "Yeah..." he finally looked Jason in the eye. "I love you, Jase. I didn't want you just
because you sneezed... I want you because of you."
     "I know-"
     "And I don't want to make you think that you can't turn me on because of who you are,
because just to look at you, think of you... that does it so much, Jason."
     "I know-"
     "It's just that I've always felt like this about this and, well, I wanted you to know."
     Jason took his hands and guided him back down to the couch. "I'm glad you told me."
     "So... you're not... um... sickened-"
     "No!" He smiled, sniffing. "Actually, I think it's adorable."
     "You do?"
     Jason smiled. "Mm hmm... Tell me about it."
     "Tell you what?"
     "Everything. What is it that you like? How does it make you feel? That sort of thing."
     They got comfortable with each other again, Chris curling on the couch beside Jason,
whose strong arms held him tightly, assuring him that everything would be fine once more. Chris
told him everything, telling it all for the first time ever, knowing that Jason would only love him
more for it. And when he was nearly done, and looked at Jason, there was no doubt left in his
mind that he should have told him about it.
     "When you sneeze... I get so turned on, Jase," he said, finishing, circling his finger around
the top button of Jason's shirt.
     Jason grinned and sniffed. "Open the window, Chris."
     "What?"
     "Open the window."
     Chris understood, but wanted to be certain. "Jase, you don't have to... you know that..."
     Jason only grinned. "Yeah. I know.. I want to. I want to do this for you... if you want me
to, that is."
     Chris grinned, getting up. "God, I love you, Jason."
     He opened the windows of the room, then darted over to the adjoining room, opening
windows there, too, just to get the air circulating well. He rejoined Jason on the couch and undid
the buttons of his shirt as they waited for the fresh spring air to trigger Jason's sensitive nose.
Jason began taking off Chris's shirt, as well, and the two stripped each other as they lay beside and
practically on top of each other on the long but narrow couch.
     It didn't take three minutes before Jason felt the first tickle, and he alerted Chris of the fact
with a soft, "Chris... I think I feel a sneeze coming."
     Immediately Chris reacted to the news, excited, standing hard to hear the words.
     "Damn!" Jason chuckled, sniffing. "That was fast!" It was turning him on to see his
partner's excitement, and he began to get very warm as the heavy breaths set in and he saw the
longing in Chris's face.
     Their bodies pressed up close to each other, they were nearly naked by this time. All that
was left was Chris's boxers, and Jason had a better idea of how he would take those off. As the
sneeze approached, his facial expression changed, weakening the happy expression as his face
drooped, eyes turning down, smile becoming closer to a frown as his mouth opened a bit wider.
Jason pushed Chris up, so that he was almost sitting up against the arm of the couch. Then he
scooted back and went to his waist, the sneeze about to strike. He had only a second left, and he
tore the boxers down just in time as he erupted with a strong and wet, spraying sneeze, "HA-
CHISHHH!" right onto Chris's privates. With a moan of ecstacy, Chris thanked him, nearly
coming to it if hadn't been for Jason's sudden, strong warning, "Not yet!" Then his soft echoing,
"I can feel another alread... already..."
     Chris's eyes shot open and he panted, "You're so sexy..."
     "Don't come too fast, Chris...  I want *sniff*sniff* to make you enjoy this." Jason's nose
tickled again, but this time all he could think of was how much it would please Chris.
     "I love it..." he panted, eyes closed, body hot, naked, more than ready.
     Jason held down Chris's hands against the couch; it was a thing he did sometimes n their
love-making to make Chris realize that he had no control over what Jason was doing.
     Chris shook his head. "Give it to me... I can't wait..."
     "I think... I'm going to... my nose... is.. tickling... ahhh..." he relaxed, letting the sneeze
take over him. "Heeehhhh..." he tried to help draw it out for Chris. "HECHAAAH!" he sneezed
so perfectly, strong with a splash of force and masculine power that left him helpless at the tickles.
"har-ahCHOO!" so fast afterwards, building up as Jason's own sexual urges built. "Ha-SHOO!
Her-Ahh-HACHOO! AhSHHHH!" spraying Chris's penis and balls and causing Chris to nearly
orgasm.
     "I want you so bad!" Chris shouted in his bedroom voice.
     "Hold out a sec... HahhhhCHISSHHH!" so strong and so sudden that even he hadn't been
expecting it.
     It nearly send Chris over the edge. "I can't... let me have you!"
     Jason had to fight to hold Chris down, as Chris lunged for him. He had seen Chris wild before,
but this was amazing, knowing that it was something as simple as Jason's sneezing that was making
his lover so hot and want him so much.
     As the tickles got a little stronger in the back of his nose, he knew that something had
triggered not just his allergies but his hay fever, and soon he would be completely at the mercy of
more sneezes than he had sneezed all day. Immediately he let Jason go, warning him, "I feel big
ones coming on.. I'm not... ahhh... ahhhh... *sniff* I'm not going to be able to st.. to st-stop
'em..."
     Chris barely heard the last of it. He had Jason lying on his side, Chris spooning him as he
lay between Jason and the back of the couch. Now it was his turn to take over. He entered Jason
in a second, feeling pleasured beyond words to hear Jason moan happily in response, then sniff in
expectation of the oncoming sneezing fit. Chris reached around putting his hand down at Jason's
crotch, finding his lover to be just as hard as he was. As Jason's breathing changed, Chris's
excitement grew tenfold, and he was barely able to pant, "Hold them back!"
     Jason, struggling to do just that, was nearly able to answer, "I can't... unless... you...
heeehhh.. help... me... ahhh... ahhhhh... AHHH-"
     Chris brought his other hand around, putting his finger under Jason's nose and pressing
hard against the nostrils with every ounce of strength he had as he pushed hard into Jason at the
same time.
     "Ahhhhhh...." Jason sighed in relief, the urge to sneeze settling back down in his masculine
nose. "Thanks, Chris."
     Beside himself with pleasure, Chris didn't have long to wait before it happened again:
Jason's cry of warning signaling an approach, his helping to hold off the sneeze, and the hot push
that Chris couldn't help but give as he pulsated and reacted, almost having a great orgasm, but
holding off until Jason told him to. Twice more it happened, and twice more was all Chris could
stand. He took his finger away and promptly heard Jason's panicky breaths.
     'I c-can't... hold th-them baaahhhh... AHCHOOO!" he sneezed so strongly that Chris
orgasmed greatly, shooting into Jason and squeezing Jason hard at the same time, making him
orgasm as well.
     But the sneezes couldn't wait for their bodies to back off before they returned. Instead,
they came forth in a full hay fever form, causing Jason's body to shake desperately at the intense
forces he had no control  over. He would sneeze, feel Chris's delight within him, and sneeze again
without delay. "HaCHOOO! HARCHOO! HUP-CHOOO! HAAAHSHOOO! HAH-
SHHHAAOO!" so fast, so strong, that Jason nearly fainted from the little bit of breath he
managed to gain in between. "haahSHOOO! HECHISHHHO! HACHOO!CHOOO!" And had
the sure power of the sneezes not done him in, Chris's hard pushes nearly doubled the pressure,
taking both of their strong bodies to places that they had never before been, places that only
sneezing could take them.
     "HACHOO! *sniff* HAAA-CHEOOOO!SHOOO! HACHOO!" A full ten minutes later,
Chris had done all he could, pulling out with the greatest, most content-filled sigh in the world,
weak, tired, but excited still and having small orgasms at Jason's sneezes, which had subsided
much by then, but continued to effect him every twenty or thirty seconds. "HACHOO!..... HUP-
SHOO!.... HICHISHHOO!"
     Jason, his body controlling him entirely, was just as tired as his partner from the exertion,
but strong enough to fight back a sneeze as he desperately asked Chris, "Can you.. Hahh... ahhh-
*sniff* hand m-meehhhh... ahhh... tiss... a tiss-" softly, almost inaudible, hidden under a deep
breath, "tis-sue," causing the mighty sneeze to befall him, "HA-CHOOOOooo!"
     Chris reached for the box as Jason rolled over on his side, moaning with delight as Chris
gave him one last squeeze then set to the task of helping his nose. It was running heavily, and,
having sneezed constantly for such a long time, red at the nostrils and bottom of the top. For Chris
to wipe and then help Jason blow his nose, it was more than he had ever dreamed he could ever
feel. His whole body tingled and ached for more, and shook with small delightful urges every time
Jason sneezed just for him. Both Jason and Chris fell asleep a few minutes later, Jason's runny
nose causing him to snore as the two became one, again, this time in pleasurable dreams..
~tarotgal