Thanks to Mog for ATF playground. This is not beta'd and is my first complete piece of work. Sorry for the title, but I couldn't think of anything else!

He couldn't believe it. How could this happen. It had never, ever, failed him before. His beautiful, dependable car - dead as a doornail!

He wouldn't have minded so much if he were at home, in HIS garage. But nooo, his luck just didn't run that way. Instead, he was stuck in the underground garage at work. He'd worked late to finish a report after a tedious case and was feeling tired, hungry and he just wanted to go home.

Oh God, why couldn't this have happened at home, in the morning!? he thought, and then started muttering numerous obscenities as he banged his head off of the steering wheel.

The tap at his window startled him slightly. With his head still resting on the wheel, he turned and stared up into the concerned blue eyes on the other side of the window.

"Ezra, is everything ok?" Josiah's voice easily penetrated through the glass.

Wonderful, thought Ezra as he closed his eyes, if it doesn't rain, it pours.

"Ezra? What's wrong?"

The concern in Josiah's voice stirred Ezra into movement. Getting out of his car he explained, "It seems Mr. Sanchez that my car won't start."

"Really?"

"No, actually I thought I'd try spending the night imbedding my head into the steering wheel." Ezra replied sarcastically, "Yes! Really! My car won't start!"

Josiah raised an unimpressed eyebrow and glared at Ezra.

Ezra closed his eyes and sighed, "I'm sorry Josiah." He ran a hand through his hair and leaned back against the car. "I'm tired and hungry and just want to go home. But I'm stuck here because of my damned car!" Ezra finished the sentence with a back heel to the car door.

"Ow - Shit! My car." Ezra hurriedly bent to inspect for damage, and was relived to find none.

"You want me to take a look at it for you?" Josiah queried after swallowing a small chortle.

Ezra stood and replied, "It would be much appreciated, but maybe I should just call the garage and have it picked up?"

"I'll have a quick look, and if it's not obvious what the problem is I'll leave it and you can call. That ok?"

"Thank you, that'll be great Josiah," and Ezra moved away so Josiah could take a look at his car. Standing off to one side Ezra's eyes drifted over every inch of Josiah's large frame, admiring the good shape the man kept himself in. Ezra just managed to suppress a small moan of appreciation as he watched Josiah lean over to look at the engine, his khaki Dockers stretching tight across a well-defined strong backside.

After checking out the car and finding nothing obviously wrong with it, Josiah gave up. He walked back to Ezra, who was leaning with his foot against the wall looking disheartened and just slightly flushed.

"Well, I can't see anything. Why don't I give you a lift home and then you can ring the garage and sort it all out there?" Josiah said to him while cleaning his hands on some tissue.

"I don't know, maybe I should call a tow truck..." Ezra started only to be cut off by Josiah

"Ezra, you look tired, and waiting around here is not going to help. Come on, I'll take you home. You can arrange for a tow truck tomorrow when you've got the rest of the day to wait for it?"

Ezra heaved a heavy sigh, and pushed himself away from the wall, "You are right Josiah, that sounds like a good idea - thank you."

"A pleasure Ezra." Josiah beamed a big smile back at him as they walked towards his car.

As they journeyed through the streets of Denver both men chatted about this and that and other non-important subjects before Josiah asked, "Would you like to eat at mine Ezra? I mean, I've got a load of chicken casserole that I made last night, and there's no way I could eat it all myself."

"Mr. Sanchez, Josiah, I wouldn't dream of intruding. Besides, you have put yourself out too much for me tonight already..." Ezra hurriedly replied, slightly caught off balance by the sudden change in subject.

"It's no problem at all Ezra," Josiah argued, "My house is just as close as yours and I am pretty certain that you won't have anything that could constitute an appropriate meal at yours."

"Actually I do," Ezra replied, slightly affronted by the remark.

"What?"

"What do you mean 'what'?"

"What are you going to eat?"

"I, erm," Ezra struggled for a name of any food, "I'm having... actually, I haven't made up my mind yet. There is such a vast array of food for me to choose from that I am not too sure what to choose." Ezra smiled back at Josiah, confident of his response

"Bull," Josiah simply stated

"Are you saying that I am lying?" Ezra asked with a shocked expression

"Yep," Josiah grinned, "You probably got some mouldy bread and some cereal, if you're lucky. You're coming to mine for dinner. Besides, I'm driving and we're almost here"

"What?" Ezra looked out of the window and finally noticed that through the whole argument Josiah had simply been driving towards his own house. So no matter what Ezra's answer had been, he still wouldn't be going home yet.

"Fine, but this casserole better be good," Ezra grumbled and slouched back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest and pouting.

"Oh - it is," Josiah smiled knowingly at him, giving Ezra a sudden warm and hard feeling in his pants, as well as butterflies in his stomach.

Josiah unlocked his door, turned off the alarm and ushered Ezra into his home.

"Just put your coat over there, and you can leave your shoes at the door," he said to a slightly perplexed looking Ezra, "Just a little idiosyncrasy of mine, always have guests leave their shoes at the front door. I'll go get that casserole warmed up eh? Just make yourself comfy Ezra."

Josiah headed off to the kitchen and Ezra made his way into the lounge. "Nice place you've got here Josiah."

"Thanks Ezra," Josiah replied as he entered the room, "Take a seat, it shouldn't take too long to heat up, just a few minutes in the microwave." Josiah said as he motioned for Ezra to sit.

"You should come by more often, I can show you all of the things I've collected from my travels."

"Erm, yeah, that would be nice."

"Drink?"

"Please."

"Any preference?"

"Whatever you're having is fine, thank you."

"Beer it is then." The ding of the microwave informed the two men that food was ready.

"Shall we?" Josiah directed the way to the kitchen for Ezra.

After several mouthfuls Ezra was starting to feel really glad that he had been persuaded, or should that be forced, into eating at Josiah's.

"This is really nice Josiah, did you make it?"

"A recipe of my mother's, I'm glad you like it."

The meal was finished rather swiftly and the two men returned to the lounge to relax a little and finish their drinks. Once the last drop was drank Ezra started to feel uncomfortable at staying so long, "I think I should maybe call a cab now, you shouldn't drive after drinking Josiah."

As Ezra stood so did Josiah, coming to stand in front of Ezra. "Ezra, you don't have to go, please, sit. You can stay here the night."

Ezra looked up at Josiah, and trying to hide all the feelings he had for this man behind his well worn poker face said, "I think I better go Josiah, I, I'll call a cab."

Josiah gently grabbed one of Ezra's wrists as he turned to head for the phone, and pulled him back to face him, "Ezra, please. I think. Well, I think you might have feelings for me that you daren't speak of or show."

At the revelation of Josiah discovering his secret Ezra's head shot up and his face flushed as he stammered, "Please Josiah, I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, but..."

Josiah held Ezra's face within his hands, seeing the fear and love that were encased within the sparkling green eyes.

"So, you do have feelings for me?"

"Josiah please. I said I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone I promise I just.... I love you."

Josiah could feel Ezra trembling now and rushed to reassure him, "Oh Ezra, I love you to. I felt it from almost the minute I saw you."

Ezra tried to regain some of his composure as Josiah still held his face, making sure they were looking eye-to-eye, "You love me? Me. Ezra. P. Standish?"

"Yes, I love you Ezra," Josiah confirmed, and then swooped to gain his first taste of those sumptuous pouty lips.

After what seemed like hours they broke apart, taking in much needed air, "God Josiah. I wished you'd have told me sooner!" Ezra stated with a slightly mischievous smile, "Then I could've done this months ago," and he grabbed the back of Josiah's neck, pulling him down into an earth-shattering kiss.

They pulled apart again for air and looked at each other with great desire.

"Bedroom?" asked Ezra, slightly tentatively.

"This way" replied Josiah, picking up his new lover and carrying him to the bedroom.

Josiah pushed open the bedroom door with his foot and walked over to the bed, Ezra still in his arms. He gently laid him down on the soft mattress, and then leaned down to once again touch his lips to Ezra's. This time his tongue licked wantonly at Ezra's lower lip, seeking entrance.

Ezra couldn't believe that his dreams were coming true. At the feel of the sensuous tongue teasing his lower lip he opened his mouth so that it could slip inside and start tracking and tasting his moist cavern.

Josiah slowly pulled away from Ezra and looked down on him. The light from the hallway gently illuminated Ezra's features. "Now's the time to stop if you want to Ezra? Because once I've started, I don't think I could stop loving you."

Ezra felt the heat rising in his groin to spread through his stomach, his need for Josiah growing with each second, "Don't stop Josiah, not now, not ever."

Josiah didn't wait too long and the kiss was more passionate and intense this time as he fiercely claimed Ezra's mouth. Ezra's need was just as strong and the battle waged for several minutes as both men's mouths were explored and tasted.

Ezra began to run his hands through Josiah's greying curly hair as first his left, and then his right ear lobes were nibbled at. Josiah slowly licked a path down Ezra's neck while his hands undid the buttons of his work shirt. Once undone the shirt was pulled open to reveal the sculptured torso of his new lover. Josiah growled low in his throat and then began a steady rhythm of sucking then nibbling then licking Ezra's right nipple.

The sensations Josiah was laving upon him had Ezra groaning and mewling with his head flung back against the pillows. Josiah quickly stripped out of his own top and trousers, then claimed Ezra's left nipple to start the dance afresh.

Ezra had managed to release his arms from his own shirt and massaged Josiah's hair and scalp, all the while mumbling, "Ahhh, Jesus, Josiah, I, I... ahhhhh!"

Sensing the need to move on Josiah licked and kissed his way down the firm abdomen. Upon reaching the navel his tongue circled the small indentation before quickly darting in to tongue fuck it.

The move caught Ezra completely off guard and his hips thrust into the air, "Ahhhhhhhh Josiah! Shit! Please! Oh God."

Josiah lavished a few more licks to the newly found sensual area before reaching up and unbuttoning Ezra's trousers, the hard erection evident. As he ever so slowly lowered the zipper, Ezra's moans and words became less and less recognisable.

Once the zipper was down Josiah slipped his thumbs into the waistband of Ezra's boxers and teasingly coaxed both garments lower to reveal Ezra's straining cock to his new lover.

Josiah quickly disposed of the rest of their clothing and once more looked deep into Ezra's pure green eyes. "Please Josiah, I'm yours."

At those words of confirmation Josiah massaged his way up Ezra's strong legs, gently coaxing them apart so that he could rest between them. He leaned down and kissed a way up Ezra's left inner thigh. The moans and writhing of his new lover had Josiah painfully rock hard. He made his way back up to the top of the bed where he was grabbed and pulled down into a loving and trusting kiss.

They broke apart and Josiah reached into a draw and retrieved some lube and a condom. He placed a chaste kiss on Ezra's swollen lips and then slicked up a finger and began to tease at Ezra's opening.

"You done this before Ezra?"

"Yes, it's been a while, but I am no virgin."

Josiah pressed the slick finger into Ezra's opening, gently preparing. As Ezra began to push back on his finger he added a second, then a third.

"Now Josiah! Please now!" Ezra all but screamed at him. The fingers were withdrawn and the condom applied along with some more lube.

Ezra tensed as Josiah's large cock began to breach his opening. The intrusion halted and after the burning pain began to ease he pleaded with Josiah to keep going, "I'm ok Josiah, keep going please God keep going."

Josiah slowly slid his cock into Ezra's opening, when fully impaled both men took a moment to adjust, claiming each others mouths in another dual. Josiah slid almost all the way back out again before slamming back in. The rhythm was slowly built between the two lovers. Ezra shouted Josiah's name as the long hard strokes hit his prostrate.

Any thoughts of taking things slowly evaporated as Josiah thrust harder and faster into Ezra's tight hot passage. He grabbed Ezra's weeping cock and pumped it in time to his hard strokes. The shouts of completion filled the house as both men reached their climaxes together.

Josiah gently withdrew and removed and disposed of the condom. Grabbing a cloth from the bathroom he cleaned himself and then his dozing lover. Dropping the cloth in the sink he returned to the bed and laid next to Ezra. The movement of the mattress stirred Ezra from his sex induced nap and he rolled to his side and looked up into the loving blue eyes of Josiah.

"Thank you for the lift and dinner Josiah," he mumbled as he snuggled into Josiah's side and wrapped his arms round him, "It was wonderful."

Josiah kissed the top of his head and hugged him tighter as they got comfortable enough to go to sleep, "You were most welcome my beloved."

"Love you Josiah," Ezra yawned as his eyes shut for the last time.

"Love you to Ezra," replied Josiah as the two men fell asleep.

EPILOGUE

He parked his car, got out, locked it and headed for the stairs. A quick glance at the parked Jaguar made him grin as he headed for the seventh floor. An hour later and the grin increased as Josiah and Ezra exited the lift together, their smiles and all round glows practically confirming his hopes. The plan had worked, the two love-struck agents had been brought together - job complete. Now if he could only get the wires back into Ezra's car before they find out.