{"id":382,"date":"2018-12-19T04:51:08","date_gmt":"2018-12-19T04:51:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2018\/calendar\/?p=382"},"modified":"2020-11-11T18:47:51","modified_gmt":"2020-11-11T18:47:51","slug":"december-19th-accidental-desire-part-two-by-ksstarfire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2018\/calendar\/?p=382","title":{"rendered":"December 19th- Accidental Desire Part Two by ksstarfire"},"content":{"rendered":"

Click here to read Part 1<\/span><\/strong><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch managed to beat Starsky to work, despite Starsky trying to hurry. Which was no doubt due to Starsky jerking off in the shower. He\u2019d thought about Hutch\u2026about what Hutch had done the previous day\u2026and things had gotten out of hand. Well, truthfully\u2026. into<\/em> hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

He paused at the squad room door kicking himself for recalling that now. He would be face to face with Hutch in seconds. He took a deep breath. Seeing Hutch glance up, Starsky walked in. He headed directly to the coffee pot.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMorning, Starsk. You have a hard night?\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/p>\n

Starsky almost dropped the carafe. Steadying it, he filled his cup and turned to sit at his side of the desk. \u201cNo. Well, other than worrying about my klutzy partner. How\u2019s your ankle?\u201d Starsky congratulated himself for sounding normal. At least he hoped he\u2019d sounded normal. Right now, he wasn\u2019t even sure what normal<\/em> was.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWrapping it helped. As long as we don\u2019t have to chase anyone today it should be good.\u201d Hutch took a deep breath. \u201cThanks for bringing me food, Starsk. I must have been asleep. I didn\u2019t even know you\u2019d been there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

It was Starsky\u2019s turn to take a deep breath. \u201cYeah, I could hear you snoring when I walked in. I just put the food in the fridge and went home.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

That wasn\u2019t so bad, <\/em>Starsky thought, relieved their first exchange was almost normal. Satisfied that Hutch didn\u2019t suspect the truth, he hoped the rest of the day would go as well.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The day started like most others. They looked for a couple of snitches who might have information on a current case. When that didn\u2019t pan out, they drove over to the Pits to talk to Huggy. He didn\u2019t have any information either, but he did offer them lunch.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky got the burrito special and Hutch ordered a salad.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOne of these days you\u2019re going to turn into a carrot! Sticking straight up from the middle of a hairy mess, Hutch!\u201d Starsky said without thinking.<\/span><\/p>\n

He could have bitten his tongue! It wasn\u2019t a carrot or mess of salad he imagined. He glanced at Hutch, then looked back at his burrito.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch looked at Starsky, frowning. When Starsky kept his attention on his food, Hutch let it go and finished his salad.<\/span><\/p>\n

They paid Huggy and went to the car. As they walked, <\/strong>Starsky put his hand on Hutch\u2019s shoulder. As soon as he did, he pulled his hand back as if an electrical spark shot through him!<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsk?. Something wrong?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cUh, no. You had a hair on your shoulder. I was brushing it off,\u201d was all Starsky could come up with.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch reached up and brushed at his shoulder. He shook his head. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsk? When you came by yesterday with the food\u2026 you\u2026you said I was snoring?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. Like a lumberjack!\u201d Starsky laughed and hurried toward the Torino. He needed to get a grip on himself.<\/span><\/p>\n

When Hutch got in the car, a bright blush bloomed on his cheeks. He looked out the passenger window, as if trying to evade Starsky\u2019s notice.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou okay there, blintz? You got red all of a sudden.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. A couple of the radishes in that salad were a little hot. They do that to me sometimes, Starsky, let it go. <\/span><\/p>\n

The rest of the day was more or less normal. Other than the fact that neither of them touched the other.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou wanna come over for pizza and a monster movie tonight, Hutch?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThanks, but I have some things to take care of tonight. And I want to prop my foot up and take it easy. Maybe tomorrow.”<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSure. <\/strong>Offer\u2019s open.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Starsky paced his living room. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Hutch on the bed\u2026naked. Even though he had his stereo cranked up loud, all he could hear were Hutch\u2019s moans. And that one solitary word… \u201dStarsk!\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

And the more he visualized that, the more his body reacted. He wanted<\/em> Hutch.<\/span><\/p>\n

He\u2019d loved Hutch almost since the day they had met. They\u2019d had an instant chemistry. That hadn\u2019t changed over the years other than to become deeper and more intense. Was this a continuation of that change? Was this the next logical step in their friendship?<\/span><\/p>\n

He thought about John Blaine. Had John ever loved another cop? How had he handled knowing he was gay? \u201cI don\u2019t know if I can be that strong, John.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Hutch sat on his couch. The television was on. Some comedy show. Hutch wasn\u2019t finding much to laugh about.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI have to know if Starsky saw me. And I have to know what he would say if I told him about my feelings for him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Leaning over the arm of the couch, Hutch picked up his phone and dialed the number by heart.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Starsky had to talk to Hutch. Reaching for his phone, he dialed the number he had known for years.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBusy signal. Damn!\u201d-<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky hung up. He started to get another beer, when the phone rang. He grabbed the handset and said, \u201cHutch?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, it\u2019s me. You busy, Starsk?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, watching a bad scary movie. It\u2019s not very scary. You all right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. No. Yeah.\u201d Hutch sounded flustered.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHutch? You need to go to the hospital?!\u201d Starsky started to stand.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not that. Sorry, Starsk. I\u2019m botching this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJust talk to me, Hutch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky heard Hutch take a deep breath before he started again. \u201cStarsk, I need to ask you something. And I need an honest answer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m always honest with you, Hutch.\u201d Starsky flinched, even as the lie left his lips.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe other day…was I\u2026sleeping when you came over?\u201d Hutch paused, <\/strong>waiting for Starsky\u2019s answer.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky\u2019s heart started beating faster. I can\u2019t lie to him. Not now.<\/em> Closing his eyes, he tightened his grip on the handset. \u201cNo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch said nothing in response, making Starsky wonder if he\u2019d hung up.<\/span><\/p>\n

Finally, Hutch asked in a shaky voice, \u201cWhat\u2026what did you see?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cEverything.\u201d Starsky felt mortified at admitting this to Hutch. What if Hutch became angry at him for watching such a private moment? What would he do if Hutch couldn\u2019t forgive him? This could ruin their friendship\u2026their partnership. What would he do if he were in Hutch\u2019s place? How would he react?<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDid you\u2026hear\u2026anything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d Starsky was sure Hutch was about to hang up on him. He couldn\u2019t lie to him, but to tell him that he\u2019d heard Hutch call out his name might cause Hutch to run away from him. What would he do without Hutch? He wouldn\u2019t be able to work the streets with anyone else. And he\u2019d never find another friend like him. He held his breath, waiting to hear if Hutch hung up. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky didn\u2019t hear anything for a while. \u201cHutch? You still there?\u201d Still nothing. \u201cHutch, talk to me. Please? I think I\u2019m as confused as you are. We\u2026we need to talk this out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Talk this out? Was that even possible? <\/em>Starsky thought.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLook, Hutch. I\u2026I got feelings…felt\u2026something\u2026when I saw you\u2026\u201d Starsky couldn\u2019t finish a simple sentence. \u201cHey, how about I come over? We can have a beer or two. Talk?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo!\u201d Hutch finally said. \u201cThis is hard enough on the phone. If you were here\u2026I\u2019m not sure I could t-talk about it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re probably right, Hutch. So, can we talk about this now? Like this?\u201d Starsky held his breath, waiting for Hutch\u2019s response.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, we can talk like this,\u201d Hutch said. \u201cStarsk, that day, in the alley\u2026when you fell on me\u2026something happened. Something changed. Suddenly, you were more than just my best friend and partner. You meant\u2026more to me.\u201d Hutch paused.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhen I got home, I took those pills, and went to bed. When I woke up\u2026I had been dreaming about you\u2026and me. We\u2026we had been making love\u2026to each other. I\u2026uh, I imagined you\u2026on the bed\u2026between my legs\u2026you took my cock into your mouth and\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky had his eyes closed as Hutch finished talking. He could clearly picture what Hutch described. His penis twitched at the thought of himself lying between Hutch\u2019s legs, sucking on his partner\u2019s hard cock.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI was concerned about you,” Starsky said. “So after work, I picked up food and drove to your house. The door was unlocked so I walked in. Took the food to the kitchen and figured you were sleeping. I saw the pills and beer bottles on the coffee table and got worried.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhen I got to the bedroom door\u2026 God, Hutch! You looked so damn beautiful. All stretched out, all that golden skin. I was going to turn around and wait for you to wake up. Then you started to\u2026touch yourself. I told myself to step back and give you privacy, but it was like I was glued to the spot. I couldn\u2019t move, couldn\u2019t look away.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen when you\u2026finished\u2026I heard you say my name.\u201d He closed his eyes again, remembering.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI was turned on, and when you said my name I got\u2026scared or something. I didn\u2019t know what to do. So I left. And I thought if I didn\u2019t tell you what I had seen\u2026we\u2019d both just forget it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Starsk. I know what I did upset you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt did and didn\u2019t, Hutch. I keep seeing you. And hearing you call out my name.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, Starsk. I wish I knew how to make you forget all that!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo. I don\u2019t want to forget it or un-see it. I, uh, I liked what I saw. I liked knowing you were thinking of me. It turned me on, Hutch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky was silent for a moment.<\/span><\/p>\n

Finally, Hutch said, \u201cStarsk, maybe you should come over. Maybe we do need to talk face to face. If you want to, that is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll be right there. And, Hutch, don\u2019t second guess this and leave. Because I will put out an APB on you.\u201d Starsky hung up and left.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

When he heard the Torino pull up, Hutch almost panicked. He stood up. What had he been thinking?<\/span><\/p>\n

The door opened and Starsky walked in. When he saw Hutch\u2019s expression he said, \u201cSit down Hutch. We really do need to talk.<\/span>\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

As he sat, Hutch didn\u2019t know how to start.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHutch, when I fell on top of you I felt something, too. It was like a spark, or something. But I didn\u2019t know what it was. Then when I came over, and saw you\u2026I knew you\u2019d felt it too.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ve known each other for years. Trusted each other. We\u2019ve shared more than most people ever share. We\u2019ve been closer than a lot of married couples. I guess what I\u2019m trying to say is, maybe this is the next step in our friendship?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cReally? You\u2019re not\u2026grossed out because I\u2026did what I did?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. I love you, Hutch. Have since the academy. So, maybe this is just a continuation of that love?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you saying you want to\u2026what? Become lovers?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes. If you want to explore this\u2026so do I.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch looked at his partner. He could see Starsky was being serious. The thought of having Starsky as a lover sent a wave of desire through him. \u201cYou\u2019re sure? This isn\u2019t just to\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sure. It\u2019s not just because of what you did. Well, it is, but not like you\u2019re thinking. The thought of making love to you turns me on.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Scooting close, Starsky leaned in and pressed his lips to Hutch\u2019s, kissing him deeply.<\/span><\/p>\n

Moaning, Hutch returned his kisses. When he pulled back they were both breathing heavily.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAre we going to do this, Hutch?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2026I\u2019d like to. But I don\u2019t want this to mess us up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think it will. We both want this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re off this weekend, Hutch. Think we can wait until then? Give us both time to think about it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think that\u2019s a good idea. We wouldn\u2019t have to rush.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo, I\u2019m going home now. Want me to pick you up in the morning?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOkay.\u201d Starsky started to stand, then leaned back and kissed Hutch again.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch followed Starsky to the door. Before Starsky could open it, Hutch pressed him against the door and kissed him.<\/span><\/p>\n

They both smiled as Starsky turned and almost bounced down the steps.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Starsky dropped Hutch off after work and went home to clean up. He was back at Hutch\u2019s in about ninety minutes. Knocking, he waited.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Opening the door, Hutch stepped back to let Starsky in. He shut it and pushed Starsky back against it. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed him. Then stepped back.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHello to you, too!\u201d Starsky laughed. He was nervous and figured Hutch was too. He thought he had figured out a way to make this easier for both of them.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSorry, I just needed to do that, Starsk.\u201d<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I\u2019m not complaining. Not one complaint!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch seemed nervous. \u201cSo\u2026how\u2026what are we going to do, Starsk?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think I have that figured out, blondie. Trust me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlways.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGood boy.\u201d Starsky laughed at the incensed look on Hutch\u2019s face. \u201cGo in your bedroom, strip, and get in bed. Do you remember how you were laying?\u201d When Hutch nodded, Starsky continued. \u201cLay down just like that. For me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch smiled and walked into his bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch stripped his clothes off and lay down in the bed on his back. He closed his eyes. Spreading his legs, he began to touch his cock. His eyes sprang open when he felt the foot of the bed dip.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky was naked and climbing up the bed between his legs. \u201cShhh. Close your eyes. I want to make your fantasy come true, Hutch. And make mine come true, too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch closed his eyes and waited.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky moved up between Hutch\u2019s legs watching as Hutch stroked his own shaft. His mouth watered. More than anything, he wanted to taste Hutch. To take him deep in his throat and please him.<\/span><\/p>\n

He moved between Hutch\u2019s thighs and pushed them wider to make space for him. Taking Hutch\u2019s hand he replaced it with his own, continuing the stroking. Then he bent his head and licked at the crown of Hutch\u2019s cock. He liked his partner\u2019s taste. He smiled when Hutch jumped and put a<\/span> hand in Starsky\u2019s curls.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky licked down the underside of Hutch\u2019s length, following the trail of the large vein there. Then he took it in his right hand and held it so he could close his mouth over it and suck it. Moving his left hand, he began to roll and gently squeeze Hutch\u2019s balls.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsk\u2026\u201d Hutch breathed as Starsky sucked him and began to fondle his balls.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky wanted this to go beyond any fantasy Hutch had ever had. He wet his fingers then pinched and rubbed Hutch\u2019s nipples. Starsky had to fight to keep from having an orgasm right then. It was almost too much.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky settled in, determined to please Hutch. Sucking him deep into his throat, he continued to play with Hutch\u2019s nipples and balls. Ignoring his own erection, he focused on Hutch. This was all for and about him. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cToo good. Not gonna last, Starsk!\u201d Hutch\u2019s head was thrashing on the pillow. His fingers were threaded through Starsky\u2019s curls, not pulling, just holding on. His hips were lifting up to meet Starsky\u2019s mouth. <\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky pulled off long enough to really look at Hutch. \u201cDon\u2019t hold back, babe. Come for me.\u201d He returned to what he\u2019d been doing, sucking harder and deeper.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsk!\u201d Hutch called out again as his orgasm hit.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hearing Hutch yelling his name was more stunning than it had been the first time. Starsky felt Hutch\u2019s cock stiffen then tasted Hutch as he came. That triggered Starsky\u2019s own orgasm to hit as his cock rubbed against Hutch\u2019s leg.<\/span><\/p>\n

He gentled his movements and swallowed quickly. When Hutch relaxed back onto the bed, Starsky climbed over his leg and moved up to lie beside him. He wrapped his arms around Hutch and pulled him close to his body. He could feel Hutch panting.<\/span><\/p>\n

Leaning in, Starsky kissed Hutch. \u201cI love you. That was amazing! Hearing you call my name\u2026\u201d He had to stop speaking. Feeling overwhelmed, he just held onto his partner.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cKnowing you were\u2026touching me with your hands and mouth\u2026is the most amazing thing I\u2019ve ever experienced, Starsk.\u201d His head fell back onto Starsky\u2019s shoulder. \u201cStarsk? What about you? Let me\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cToo late, blintz. Sorry about the sheets.\u201d Starsky laughed. \u201cI wanted to hold out, but it\u2026you were too erotic and exciting. Don\u2019t worry; I\u2019m sure we\u2019ll both have plenty of turns in the next sixty years or so.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSixty years? You mean that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNow that I\u2019ve made you mine, Hutch, I\u2019m not letting you go. You got a problem with that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo. No problem at all. I love you, babe. Love you more than I can say.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen don\u2019t say anything else. Let\u2019s get some rest. Then we can change the sheets and start all over. We have an entire weekend to discover each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPromise?\u201d Hutch yawned.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky pulled Hutch\u2019s head down to his shoulder. \u201cSleep, babe. I promise to love you forever.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cForever\u2026nice\u2026me, too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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