A Storm's Gonna Come - Chapter 18
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None.
Summary: Five years post-513. This story is anti-angst medication. Nothing bad ever happens here (that’s not completely true, but it’s definitely kept to a minimum).
A/N: This chapter kept fighting me every step of the way. So, if it sucks - it’s because I finally surrendered. But either way, here it is, finally. All praise to my beta, silvaofhope!
Feedback: Please! :)
Disclaimer: I’ve read somewhere that, since disclaimers have no legal footing, they’re merely an expression of the author’s guilt. I don’t feel guilty.
Previous chapters:
[Ch 01] [Ch 02] [Ch 03] [Ch 04] [Ch 05] [Ch 06] [Ch 07] [Ch 08] [Ch 09] [Ch 10] [Ch 11] [Ch 12] [Ch 13] [Ch 14] [Ch 15] [Ch 16] [Ch 17]
Present, November 2010
“Mom, can you take the girls tonight? I realize it’s on a very short notice but if you could take them I’d be forever grateful.”
“Planning a night out, honey?”
“More like a night in.” Justin answered, trying to hide a smirk.
“Oh. Okay. Please don’t elaborate.” Jennifer said, blushing. “Sure, Justin, we’d be delighted to have the twins spend the night. Will you bring them around or do you want me to pick them up?”
“I’ll bring them around. Is it ok if we come by in about an hour?”
“Sure. See you soon.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“Anytime, darling.”
Justin quickly checked that the bag he and Brian always kept stacked, ready for the taking, was still equipped with all the necessities Jennifer would need for a night with the twins. He grabbed some books for Alex as well as Emma’s favorite toy - a stuffed rabbit with ridiculously long grey ears - and went to change and dress the twins.
He drove carefully to the house Jennifer and Tucker had moved into a couple of years ago. Since the accident Justin was driving a rental car because Brian and he hadn’t come around yet to decide on a new one. The blond’s mind repeatedly drifted off to the events earlier that day. Brian and he had finally found the time to see the doctor and get tested. It felt strange that the thirty minutes they spent in the doctor’s office, while waiting for the test results, should have such an impact on their lives. And now that the day Justin had thought of for so long was finally here, all he could think about was how fucking easy it all had been. He thought back on a time when fucking raw would have kept his mind from focusing on anything else. When his teenager self would think up elaborate plans that ended with Brian declaring his undying love and professing monogamy in all eternity. When the thought of Brian’s dick sliding inside his body, unsheathed, would give him a hard-on that would refuse to go away for hours. As life turned out, time was everything they’d ever needed to get there. Somewhere along the lines they had gotten so busy working on keeping the relationship going - navigating through long distances, running two businesses, establishing a career in the art world, moving back to Pittsburgh, becoming parents, and changing diapers - that Justin completely forgot to trick. The thought that Brian would go through the same process never even occurred to him.
Some fifty miles away, Brian also found it hard to concentrate on the boards in front of him. Ever since he came back from the doctor’s office on his lunch break, Brian couldn’t focus on anything but a certain blond. He decided to leave the marking up of the boards for tomorrow, asked Lauren to confirm the Cuylen meeting for the following day, and hurried home.
“How do you want to do it?” Brian asked.
He had arrived home mere five minutes ago, gone straight to the kitchen where he heard Justin hum along to the sounds of the radio, leaving his briefcase beside the door. Without so much as a greeting, he had wrapped his arms around the smaller form from behind and had stood there, just breathing him in. He could smell the gingery shower gel and fruity shampoo which told him Justin must have taken a shower not long ago. The scent combined with the warmth of Justin’s body had made Brian let out a deep sigh. When he felt Justin move his hips slightly, rubbing his plush ass against Brian’s growing erection, he’d finally spoken for the first time since coming home.
“I don’t need a show, Brian. I don’t want a show. I want it to just be us. You and me. The way it has always been.”
Us. The thrill that ran through Brian’s body whenever Justin would refer to them as us had lost nothing of its magic. Back in the days this small word would scare the hell out of him. It made him feel confined and unable to breathe, made him long for the time when there was no us. When there was only a me. But that was before he got his wish. What he didn’t take into consideration at that time was that the me after having known the us turned out to be utterly different. Alone suddenly had equaled lonely. A clean and tidy loft had equaled emptiness. And quiet and silence had made the screaming voices in his head so much louder. How could something as simple as an us carry all the meaning in the world? Be the difference between thirty years spent convincing himself he had everything he wanted, and a lifetime of bliss stretching before him? Fuck. And all it took to turn a me into an us was an unrelenting blond schoolboy. Brian tightened the hold he had around his blond.
“Just let’s go to bed, Brian. Okay?” Justin’s voice brought Brian’s musings to a halt.
“Okay. Let me shower first?”
“Sure. I’ll finish up here and come upstairs.”
Justin turned around in Brian’s embrace, kissed the brunet’s lips softly, and watched him go upstairs.
Brian’s skin was still damp as he walked into the master bedroom. Justin stood watching in the door frame as Brian dried himself after his shower. The blond crossed the room, shedding his clothes as he walked over to his partner. He took the towel from the taller man’s hands, throwing it in the direction of the bathroom. Justin pressed his lips under Brian’s pecs and gathered the few water droplets Brian had missed with his tongue. The heat that emanated from his skin made Justin’s head feel dizzy and he pressed his lips firmly against the smooth surface.
The suction made Brian’s knees wobble and he had to grab the bedpost with one hand while he sank his other fist into Justin’s strands. The blond let his lips travel up to Brian’s collarbone and bit lightly, eliciting a groan from the brunet. He placed his palms on the taller man’s abs and pushed until Brian fell onto the mattress and lay on the bed. Justin quickly straddled his legs and felt an excited shiver spread through his body at having this man underneath him, feeling the muscles of the brunet’s strong legs quiver slightly on the insides of his thighs. He’d hoped, but seldom imagined, what it would be like to want the same person for years and years. A decade came and went and feeling Brian’s skin under his fingertips, looking into the hazel eyes while tasting the unique flavor, had lost nothing of its magic. If anything, time had made him hate the hours spent apart with even more fervent passion. Touching Brian and being touched by him had become a luxury that Justin allowed himself to indulge in every chance he got, his crave for the man never diminishing. The blond let his lips work their way to Brian’s painfully hard cock, stopping only to tease his navel.
He thrust his tongue inside the bellybutton before nibbling around it and moving further down towards his goal. Justin let the tip of his nose lightly run the length of Brian’s erection from the base to the head, enjoying the scent that, despite the shower, was purely Brian. He then circled the base of the cock with his tongue and sucked both balls into his hot mouth. Brian bucked his hips underneath the blond as the talented tongue traced the seam separating them. Justin let them slip from his mouth and sucked very lightly on the wrinkly skin until Brian growled in frustration. Smiling, Justin moved over Brian’s cock head and blew a stream of cool air across the glistening tip. Brian was about to grab the blond’s head and direct his stiff member between the luscious lips of the artist, when Justin turned and instead started to suck on the sensitive skin in the crease between the thigh and perineum. Justin felt the blood draw up to the surface and let go to admire his handiwork. He needed to mark Brian, needed to imprint this day onto his very body, into his very skin.
Apparently fed up with just being the instrument of Justin’s pleasure plays, Brian pulled Justin gently upwards by his hair and rolled both of them over. He moved off of the blond’s body and Justin was about to protest when Brian turned around and without any preamble straddled Justin’s chest and enveloped his cock with his lips.
Justin’s attention was temporarily diverted from the beautiful sight before him that the sudden move provided him with. The warmth and wetness of Brian’s mouth gave him the rest as he gasped out his pleasure in silent moans. The brunet’s tongue pushed repeatedly against the most sensitive spot and Justin couldn’t help releasing a loud groan. He tried to catch a breath to clear his clouded mind for fear it would be over before it really began. Releasing another moan when Brian swished his tongue around the head of his cock and sucked hard, Justin scooted closer to Brian’s pelvis. Instead of pulling Brian’s dick inside his mouth, he resumed his previous activities and sucked on the same spot in the crease of the brunet’s leg before finally taking the dripping member inside.
Brian gave a relieved moan when he felt Justin’s hot mouth around his throbbing hardness. His own lips still around Justin’s stiff member, the sound reverberated through the blond’s body. Justin arched his back and clasped his lips tighter around Brian’s hard length and let his tongue wander around the smooth tip. The wet and soft roughness of Justin’s tongue on the sensitive area made the taller man moan even more. He almost forgot his own lips around the blond’s hardness when Justin’s tongue stroked a hot wet line up to his entrance. Brian felt Justin pull him apart as only a second later the talented tongue circled Brian’s tightly clenched hole. Remembering his own task, Brian started to lick Justin’s shaft in time with the artist’s actions.
Justin licked around the rim in endless circles while enjoying Brian’s tongue circling the rim of his cock head at the same time. When he couldn’t take the torturing motion any longer, Justin pushed the pointed tip of his tongue between the wrinkly folds, tasting Brian’s essence. His eyes rolled back not only at the exquisite tang but also because Brian imitated the action by pushing his tongue against Justin’s slit. His dick throbbed in response and Justin couldn’t help but bite gently down on the creased skin surrounding Brian’s opening. Feeling the teeth of the blond, Brian groaned and retaliated by scraping his softly along the rigid length. Justin nipped and nibbled before soothing with a caress of his rough tongue. Wanting to mark Brian there as well, he wrapped his lips around the softened entrance and sucked hard, moaning into the skin when the same action was performed on his painfully erect cock but never letting up on the intensity of his sucking motion.
The brunet grew impatient to move the show to the main act and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. Never letting up on sucking Justin’s continuously leaking member, he lubed a couple of fingers and pushed one into Justin’s quivering hole. Teasing the blond for a couple of seconds, Brian pushed in another digit and started fucking his lover in time with his sucking motion. Justin thrashed and tried to buck his hips but Brian pushed him firmly into the mattress with his free hand on the blond’s hip. He pushed a third finger inside the squirming blond and twisted them until Justin almost screamed.
“Don’t make me… oh fuck… come, Brian.” The blond panted. “I want to come with you… aahhh… with you… inside me.”
“You will.” Brian assured him, releasing Justin’s cock. “This is just to take the edge off.”
Justin panted through the wave of sensations that swept his mind and threatened to overpower him. He was almost inclined to give into Brian’s ministrations but managed to restrain himself in the last second.
“No! Stop, Brian! Hmmm…” Justin was momentarily distracted by Brian’s humming around his erection before managing to pull himself together. “No! Stop!”
Brian finally reacted to Justin’s protests and let go of the blond’s straining cock. He lifted his head and turned to look at his lover’s flushed face. “Why?”
Eyes closed, Justin gasped in an effort to restore some sort of power over himself before answering. “Don’t want to wait… any longer.” He finally pressed out.
Justin reached for the lube, pushed Brian onto his back, and straddled his lover again. He moved his hips until he felt Brian’s erection poking him and reached around himself to spread his ass cheeks. He felt the tip of the brunet’s cock against his opening and moved up and down to let the hard pole slide back and forth in his crack, teasing Brian. Knowing that in just a few moments this very cock head would be sliding into his body made a shiver run up his spine. Pressing his lips to Brian’s, Justin let his tongue invade the welcoming mouth as he pressed the bottle into the taller man’s hand.
Brian took his cue and rolled both of them over again. He squeezed a good dollop onto his fingers and positioned himself between Justin’s opened legs. The blond spread wider and lifted his hips to grant Brian better access. The older man lubed himself thoroughly before smearing the remainder of the lubricant in his palm onto the offered opening. The brunet let the tip of his cock slide along Justin’s crack, brushing the puckered hole, smearing pre-cum and lube over the soft folds. He felt almost nauseous when reality hit him. Goosebumps erupted all over his body. This was no teasing game they would occasionally indulge in when adequately buzzed. He was actually about to slide inside his lover of ten years with no barrier in between. Brian surrendered to the slight shaking that took possession of his body and made his fingers tremble as they caressed creamy, soft skin.
Noting Brian’s hesitation, Justin reached with both hands for the beloved face and let his tongue slide into the taller man’s mouth. Justin felt hot all over, skin flushed, raw nerves sending tiny electroshocks to his muddled brain whenever and wherever his heated skin came in contact with Brian’s. Something wild, and primal, and blindingly white shot through his veins, flooding him with lava-like heat. His lips felt as equally raw as his nerves, burning under the hard softness of his lover’s. He couldn’t help the moans that formed in the back of his throat and were swallowed by Brian’s hungry lips before they had a chance to escape. Justin moved his hips a little, wrapping his legs around the taller man’s hips and pushed against Brian’s rock hard erection resting comfortably on his entrance.
Brian finally released the blond’s lips and pushed carefully, feeling the muscles stretch and give at his insistence, granting him access, enveloping the tip of his cock. He desperately clung to the last shreds of his self-control, refraining himself from just slamming inside. After a couple of gasping breaths, Brian opened his eyes and stared into crystal clear, deep blue orbs full of love, trust, and wanton lust. Brian slid slowly further inside, just another inch, indescribable hotness welcoming him. Holding still for a second before sliding back out until just the cock of his head was embedded within the blond. Stretching him with his widest part, Brian revelled at the intense feeling as tremors ran through the artist’s body. He slid in and out again and again, never more than an inch. There were other times when he would do this to tease the blond, to make him beg, to make him scream his name and order Brian to fuck him already. This, however, wasn’t about teasing. This was something different entirely. He broke contact with the intense blue eyes and directed his vision downwards, complete and utter wonderment reflected on his face.
Brian couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight before him. Watching himself pushing in and out of his lover, with nothing in between them. Skin on skin. Justin, in turn, couldn’t tear his eyes away from the expression on the older man’s face. He looked fragile all of a sudden and Justin reached with his hand to touch his face again. Sinking the fingertips in his hair, and laying his palm against his cheek , stroking the brunet’s cheekbone with his thumb. The touch seemed to pull Brian out of his reverie and he looked up, locking his eyes on Justin’s once more.
Brian pulled Justin’s hand from his face, placed a tender kiss into the open palm, and directed it to his cock. Under the guidance of his lover, the blond’s fingers traced the rim of his own opening, where their bodies connected. Brian moved inside his partner and Justin relished the double sensation of Brian filling him and the silky hardness of Brian’s cock gliding along past his fingertips.
“Do you feel this?” the brunet whispered in awe. “Can you feel us?”
The essence of Brian, pure and unfiltered, enveloped each and every one of Justin’s senses. He felt him beside, above, inside, and all around him. Looking into Brian’s face and seeing nothing in those hazel eyes but undiluted and never ending devotion, Justin’s eyelids fluttered as his eyes threatened to roll back into his head from the vastness of all the sensations. He squeezed his eyes shut in an effort not to pass out.
“No. Open your eyes. I want you to see it all.”
Brian held still as he watched the blond slowly re-emerge from whatever depth he’d been drowned by. The deep blue eyes opened again and focused on his. Holding their gaze, Brian slid inside completely, holding still for a moment before he began thrusting in earnest.
“I love you. So fucking goddamn much.” The blond gasped between thrusts.
With the power of speech leaving him completely, Brian could only touch their foreheads and let go. He abandoned all willpower and control and just let all of him go and allowed to be swept away. Breaking through the thin fabric of reality, Brian soared in a sphere where only Justin’s body existed. Pressing against the blond’s resistance on every in-thrust, Brian’s eyes rolled back as his dick stroked against the hot and constricting walls of Justin’s passage. Never being a man of vocal lovemaking, he felt almost ridiculous as he couldn’t quell the moans that were coming in a steady torrent out his throat. He bit down on Justin’s shoulder in an attempt to stifle the stream of sounds. Every nerve in his body felt frazzled and hypersensitive. He moved completely on autopilot; the many different feelings felt like an enormous electric surge running wild in his body, short-circuiting every sensation into one giant ball of energy, seeking the vent for its release.
Brian’s hips jerked in uncontrolled spasms and, for the life of him, he couldn’t stop as he felt himself coating the walls of Justin’s tight channel, the creamy liquid smoothing his frenzied thrusts. How utterly different this sensations felt compared to filling a condom! Only a moment later he felt his lover arch violently off the bed. Mouth open in a silent cry and both hands digging painfully into Brian’s shoulders, he watched as the blond spilled his seed between their bodies. After a few minutes the straining tension left both their bodies and they collapsed onto the bed, Brian burying Justin underneath him. Allowing himself a minute’s rest, he made to move himself off of the blond but Justin clamped his arms tighter around the strong shoulders and refused to let go. Brian was about to protest when he realized there was really no need for him to disentangle himself from his lover. He smiled against the blond’s neck as the realization hit.
“Exactly,” Justin muttered, reading his thoughts. He sighed, happy and completely sated.
They must have fallen asleep after that because the next thing Justin remembered was waking up, squished under the heavy weight of a dozing Brian. The older man must have slipped out of him sometime during their nap. Legs entangled, the auburn haired head resting comfortably on Justin’s chest. Justin gently laced his fingers through the silky strands while allowing his mind to relive the events of the last hours. He still couldn’t believe that, despite his expectations, his imagination didn’t even come close to the reality of it all.
“What’s making the wheels turn?” Brian asked without making any move to lift himself from the blond.
“Artistic deficits.” Justin replied cryptically and laughed.
Brian was about to dug deeper but Justin pushed the taller frame off of himself and rolled both of them over. Without further warning, he positioned himself above the brunet and began rubbing their groins together. Brian released a gasp and accepted Justin’s searching tongue, diving deep with his own.
The blond couldn’t get enough of his lover’s lips. It was as though fucking raw had brought a whole new level of intimacy to their kissing. He finally forced himself to let go of the bruised and deep red mouth, his own lips throbbing from all the biting and sucking. Justin’s gaze travelled across the taller man’s body and he took inventory of all their passionate lovemaking. He saw the scratches on and around Brian’s shoulders where he had sunk his fingernails; the love bites and hickeys on his neck and in the fold of his leg near the groin, and one just under his left collarbone; a few bruises around his ribcage and on his thighs where he clung to him in ecstasy. He saw Brian grow hard under his gaze. This man was a work of art. Justin wondered how one man’s body could make him feel so much, want so much? He locked eyes with the man beside him and got his answer in the steady and open gaze.
“You’re not going to run off to paint, are you?” Brian asked with a smirk when the inspection was over.
Justin slapped his stomach playfully and positioned himself again above Brian’s crotch. He lifted himself on his knees and let his hips sink down, taking Brian’s stiff member unceremoniously inside. The sudden move made Brian’s head lift from the pillow and he groaned loudly.
“I thought,” the brunet pressed out, “you’d want to-“
“Later.” Justin said.
Brian only nodded. They’d have a lot of later and more than enough opportunities to experience the respective other side of their new commitment. Right now, the only thing he wanted to focus on was Justin moving above him, taking him so fucking deep with nothing but Brian’s own cum from the earlier session lubing the passage. The thought turned Brian on more than he ever thought possible.
Justin rose up high on his knees before slamming down hard on his lover. He entwined his fingers with the brunet’s and pushed their joined hands into the mattress with all his weight, using them as a leverage to increase the speed of his almost violent thrusts. Brian released one of his arms and grabbed Justin around his middle. He rose into a sitting position with Justin still moving frantically in his lap. He could feel his earlier outpour drip out of his lover and slide down his balls. Gripping the headboard behind him to keep himself upright, he jerked his hips to meet every of Justin’s movements, pulling the blond forcefully down onto his steel hard shaft with one arm still around the artist’s middle.
Justin impaled himself incredibly deeper on Brian with every slam down, the neck breaking speed making him clench involuntarily. He took hold of his bouncing cock and felt it swell in his hand. Knowing that he was only seconds from erupting, the blond worked himself into a trance until he threw back his head and, with a groan, gave himself over to the thought-stopping sensations that rolled over his whole body. Even through his post-orgasmic stupor he could feel Brian grabbing a firm hold on him as he rolled them both around. Ignoring the blond’s body’s request for rest, Brian kept up the speed of his jabs, never allowing Justin’s cock to soften completely, until he was hard as a rock again.
Justin’s throat felt hoarse from all the screaming as Brian kept fucking him through the hypersensitivity despite the blond’s, admittedly half-hearted, protests. He felt heady from all the shallow panting, not being able to take a deep breath. Justin sank his teeth into Brian’s throat and didn’t care if he broke skin. He felt close to fainting and grabbed a fistful of Brian’s hair. He pulled the brunet’s head back vigorously, the sharp pain jerking the older man from his frenzy. Justin pulled his head into a kiss, their mouths clashing and bruising.
Violating Justin’s mouth with his tongue, Brian suddenly stopped all movement and pulled out. Pressing their foreheads together, Brian panted heavily, sharing Justin’s breath. He then stared into his lover’s eyes, allowing himself to drown in them for a moment. Brian pulled away and lowered himself onto the bed beside Justin, rolling onto his stomach.
Justin scrambled into a sitting position and hastily pushed Brian’s legs apart using his own knees. His heart was still drumming up a wild beat and he knew that neither of them had the patience for a slow preparation. The blond grabbed the previously discarded bottle of lube and squirted some onto his dick. Another generous dollop was squeezed directly onto Brian’s tightly clenched hole. Justin tried to push some of it inside his lover’s channel with his fingers. But Brian’s urgency and eagerness made him abandon his plan quickly. He lined up his cock to Brian’s opening and pushed inside. As he expected, he had to use more force to press himself into the too tight channel. Brian pushed back against him and finally Justin slipped inside, an earth-shattering and primal groan ripped itself free from Brian’s lips. Justin didn’t even allow himself the time to get a feel for Brian with no barriers and picked up the frantic speed of their previous movements. He forced himself past any of Brian’s initial resistance and began moving in and out.
Brian pushed his face into the pillow beneath him and bit down hard on the fabric as the intensity of the pain made white spots appear in his peripheral vision. Still, he didn’t want Justin to slow down and grunted his appreciation when the blond set an equally rapid pace as Brian did before. He never thought having Justin inside him could feel like this. His jaw hung open as he felt the hotness of Justin’s cock from inside and he was grateful the blond couldn’t see his face. Burying deeper into the pillow, he felt the blond probe his prostate and couldn’t help but arch off the bed. His hand flew around to Justin’s leg and he sank his nails into the straining thigh muscles.
Justin only increased the speed of his thrusts and made sure to hit that very same spot over and over again, not allowing Brian’s body to sink back into the mattress.
The brunet hung almost suspended in the air, his whole upper body supported only by one arm. The student surpassing the master, Brian surrendered to his body’s needs and poured his juices without him or Justin touching his straining cock. Just as the brunet thought, he had reached nirvana, he felt the blond shoot his load and felt the heat spread itself within him, burning him from the inside.
As they collapsed onto the bed, Justin atop him, Brian’s only regret was not giving into Justin’s idea of doing it raw years ago.
Read Chapter 19
Warnings: None.
Summary: Five years post-513. This story is anti-angst medication. Nothing bad ever happens here (that’s not completely true, but it’s definitely kept to a minimum).
A/N: This chapter kept fighting me every step of the way. So, if it sucks - it’s because I finally surrendered. But either way, here it is, finally. All praise to my beta, silvaofhope!
Feedback: Please! :)
Disclaimer: I’ve read somewhere that, since disclaimers have no legal footing, they’re merely an expression of the author’s guilt. I don’t feel guilty.
Previous chapters:
[Ch 01] [Ch 02] [Ch 03] [Ch 04] [Ch 05] [Ch 06] [Ch 07] [Ch 08] [Ch 09] [Ch 10] [Ch 11] [Ch 12] [Ch 13] [Ch 14] [Ch 15] [Ch 16] [Ch 17]
Present, November 2010
“Mom, can you take the girls tonight? I realize it’s on a very short notice but if you could take them I’d be forever grateful.”
“Planning a night out, honey?”
“More like a night in.” Justin answered, trying to hide a smirk.
“Oh. Okay. Please don’t elaborate.” Jennifer said, blushing. “Sure, Justin, we’d be delighted to have the twins spend the night. Will you bring them around or do you want me to pick them up?”
“I’ll bring them around. Is it ok if we come by in about an hour?”
“Sure. See you soon.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“Anytime, darling.”
Justin quickly checked that the bag he and Brian always kept stacked, ready for the taking, was still equipped with all the necessities Jennifer would need for a night with the twins. He grabbed some books for Alex as well as Emma’s favorite toy - a stuffed rabbit with ridiculously long grey ears - and went to change and dress the twins.
He drove carefully to the house Jennifer and Tucker had moved into a couple of years ago. Since the accident Justin was driving a rental car because Brian and he hadn’t come around yet to decide on a new one. The blond’s mind repeatedly drifted off to the events earlier that day. Brian and he had finally found the time to see the doctor and get tested. It felt strange that the thirty minutes they spent in the doctor’s office, while waiting for the test results, should have such an impact on their lives. And now that the day Justin had thought of for so long was finally here, all he could think about was how fucking easy it all had been. He thought back on a time when fucking raw would have kept his mind from focusing on anything else. When his teenager self would think up elaborate plans that ended with Brian declaring his undying love and professing monogamy in all eternity. When the thought of Brian’s dick sliding inside his body, unsheathed, would give him a hard-on that would refuse to go away for hours. As life turned out, time was everything they’d ever needed to get there. Somewhere along the lines they had gotten so busy working on keeping the relationship going - navigating through long distances, running two businesses, establishing a career in the art world, moving back to Pittsburgh, becoming parents, and changing diapers - that Justin completely forgot to trick. The thought that Brian would go through the same process never even occurred to him.
Some fifty miles away, Brian also found it hard to concentrate on the boards in front of him. Ever since he came back from the doctor’s office on his lunch break, Brian couldn’t focus on anything but a certain blond. He decided to leave the marking up of the boards for tomorrow, asked Lauren to confirm the Cuylen meeting for the following day, and hurried home.
“How do you want to do it?” Brian asked.
He had arrived home mere five minutes ago, gone straight to the kitchen where he heard Justin hum along to the sounds of the radio, leaving his briefcase beside the door. Without so much as a greeting, he had wrapped his arms around the smaller form from behind and had stood there, just breathing him in. He could smell the gingery shower gel and fruity shampoo which told him Justin must have taken a shower not long ago. The scent combined with the warmth of Justin’s body had made Brian let out a deep sigh. When he felt Justin move his hips slightly, rubbing his plush ass against Brian’s growing erection, he’d finally spoken for the first time since coming home.
“I don’t need a show, Brian. I don’t want a show. I want it to just be us. You and me. The way it has always been.”
Us. The thrill that ran through Brian’s body whenever Justin would refer to them as us had lost nothing of its magic. Back in the days this small word would scare the hell out of him. It made him feel confined and unable to breathe, made him long for the time when there was no us. When there was only a me. But that was before he got his wish. What he didn’t take into consideration at that time was that the me after having known the us turned out to be utterly different. Alone suddenly had equaled lonely. A clean and tidy loft had equaled emptiness. And quiet and silence had made the screaming voices in his head so much louder. How could something as simple as an us carry all the meaning in the world? Be the difference between thirty years spent convincing himself he had everything he wanted, and a lifetime of bliss stretching before him? Fuck. And all it took to turn a me into an us was an unrelenting blond schoolboy. Brian tightened the hold he had around his blond.
“Just let’s go to bed, Brian. Okay?” Justin’s voice brought Brian’s musings to a halt.
“Okay. Let me shower first?”
“Sure. I’ll finish up here and come upstairs.”
Justin turned around in Brian’s embrace, kissed the brunet’s lips softly, and watched him go upstairs.
Brian’s skin was still damp as he walked into the master bedroom. Justin stood watching in the door frame as Brian dried himself after his shower. The blond crossed the room, shedding his clothes as he walked over to his partner. He took the towel from the taller man’s hands, throwing it in the direction of the bathroom. Justin pressed his lips under Brian’s pecs and gathered the few water droplets Brian had missed with his tongue. The heat that emanated from his skin made Justin’s head feel dizzy and he pressed his lips firmly against the smooth surface.
The suction made Brian’s knees wobble and he had to grab the bedpost with one hand while he sank his other fist into Justin’s strands. The blond let his lips travel up to Brian’s collarbone and bit lightly, eliciting a groan from the brunet. He placed his palms on the taller man’s abs and pushed until Brian fell onto the mattress and lay on the bed. Justin quickly straddled his legs and felt an excited shiver spread through his body at having this man underneath him, feeling the muscles of the brunet’s strong legs quiver slightly on the insides of his thighs. He’d hoped, but seldom imagined, what it would be like to want the same person for years and years. A decade came and went and feeling Brian’s skin under his fingertips, looking into the hazel eyes while tasting the unique flavor, had lost nothing of its magic. If anything, time had made him hate the hours spent apart with even more fervent passion. Touching Brian and being touched by him had become a luxury that Justin allowed himself to indulge in every chance he got, his crave for the man never diminishing. The blond let his lips work their way to Brian’s painfully hard cock, stopping only to tease his navel.
He thrust his tongue inside the bellybutton before nibbling around it and moving further down towards his goal. Justin let the tip of his nose lightly run the length of Brian’s erection from the base to the head, enjoying the scent that, despite the shower, was purely Brian. He then circled the base of the cock with his tongue and sucked both balls into his hot mouth. Brian bucked his hips underneath the blond as the talented tongue traced the seam separating them. Justin let them slip from his mouth and sucked very lightly on the wrinkly skin until Brian growled in frustration. Smiling, Justin moved over Brian’s cock head and blew a stream of cool air across the glistening tip. Brian was about to grab the blond’s head and direct his stiff member between the luscious lips of the artist, when Justin turned and instead started to suck on the sensitive skin in the crease between the thigh and perineum. Justin felt the blood draw up to the surface and let go to admire his handiwork. He needed to mark Brian, needed to imprint this day onto his very body, into his very skin.
Apparently fed up with just being the instrument of Justin’s pleasure plays, Brian pulled Justin gently upwards by his hair and rolled both of them over. He moved off of the blond’s body and Justin was about to protest when Brian turned around and without any preamble straddled Justin’s chest and enveloped his cock with his lips.
Justin’s attention was temporarily diverted from the beautiful sight before him that the sudden move provided him with. The warmth and wetness of Brian’s mouth gave him the rest as he gasped out his pleasure in silent moans. The brunet’s tongue pushed repeatedly against the most sensitive spot and Justin couldn’t help releasing a loud groan. He tried to catch a breath to clear his clouded mind for fear it would be over before it really began. Releasing another moan when Brian swished his tongue around the head of his cock and sucked hard, Justin scooted closer to Brian’s pelvis. Instead of pulling Brian’s dick inside his mouth, he resumed his previous activities and sucked on the same spot in the crease of the brunet’s leg before finally taking the dripping member inside.
Brian gave a relieved moan when he felt Justin’s hot mouth around his throbbing hardness. His own lips still around Justin’s stiff member, the sound reverberated through the blond’s body. Justin arched his back and clasped his lips tighter around Brian’s hard length and let his tongue wander around the smooth tip. The wet and soft roughness of Justin’s tongue on the sensitive area made the taller man moan even more. He almost forgot his own lips around the blond’s hardness when Justin’s tongue stroked a hot wet line up to his entrance. Brian felt Justin pull him apart as only a second later the talented tongue circled Brian’s tightly clenched hole. Remembering his own task, Brian started to lick Justin’s shaft in time with the artist’s actions.
Justin licked around the rim in endless circles while enjoying Brian’s tongue circling the rim of his cock head at the same time. When he couldn’t take the torturing motion any longer, Justin pushed the pointed tip of his tongue between the wrinkly folds, tasting Brian’s essence. His eyes rolled back not only at the exquisite tang but also because Brian imitated the action by pushing his tongue against Justin’s slit. His dick throbbed in response and Justin couldn’t help but bite gently down on the creased skin surrounding Brian’s opening. Feeling the teeth of the blond, Brian groaned and retaliated by scraping his softly along the rigid length. Justin nipped and nibbled before soothing with a caress of his rough tongue. Wanting to mark Brian there as well, he wrapped his lips around the softened entrance and sucked hard, moaning into the skin when the same action was performed on his painfully erect cock but never letting up on the intensity of his sucking motion.
The brunet grew impatient to move the show to the main act and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. Never letting up on sucking Justin’s continuously leaking member, he lubed a couple of fingers and pushed one into Justin’s quivering hole. Teasing the blond for a couple of seconds, Brian pushed in another digit and started fucking his lover in time with his sucking motion. Justin thrashed and tried to buck his hips but Brian pushed him firmly into the mattress with his free hand on the blond’s hip. He pushed a third finger inside the squirming blond and twisted them until Justin almost screamed.
“Don’t make me… oh fuck… come, Brian.” The blond panted. “I want to come with you… aahhh… with you… inside me.”
“You will.” Brian assured him, releasing Justin’s cock. “This is just to take the edge off.”
Justin panted through the wave of sensations that swept his mind and threatened to overpower him. He was almost inclined to give into Brian’s ministrations but managed to restrain himself in the last second.
“No! Stop, Brian! Hmmm…” Justin was momentarily distracted by Brian’s humming around his erection before managing to pull himself together. “No! Stop!”
Brian finally reacted to Justin’s protests and let go of the blond’s straining cock. He lifted his head and turned to look at his lover’s flushed face. “Why?”
Eyes closed, Justin gasped in an effort to restore some sort of power over himself before answering. “Don’t want to wait… any longer.” He finally pressed out.
Justin reached for the lube, pushed Brian onto his back, and straddled his lover again. He moved his hips until he felt Brian’s erection poking him and reached around himself to spread his ass cheeks. He felt the tip of the brunet’s cock against his opening and moved up and down to let the hard pole slide back and forth in his crack, teasing Brian. Knowing that in just a few moments this very cock head would be sliding into his body made a shiver run up his spine. Pressing his lips to Brian’s, Justin let his tongue invade the welcoming mouth as he pressed the bottle into the taller man’s hand.
Brian took his cue and rolled both of them over again. He squeezed a good dollop onto his fingers and positioned himself between Justin’s opened legs. The blond spread wider and lifted his hips to grant Brian better access. The older man lubed himself thoroughly before smearing the remainder of the lubricant in his palm onto the offered opening. The brunet let the tip of his cock slide along Justin’s crack, brushing the puckered hole, smearing pre-cum and lube over the soft folds. He felt almost nauseous when reality hit him. Goosebumps erupted all over his body. This was no teasing game they would occasionally indulge in when adequately buzzed. He was actually about to slide inside his lover of ten years with no barrier in between. Brian surrendered to the slight shaking that took possession of his body and made his fingers tremble as they caressed creamy, soft skin.
Noting Brian’s hesitation, Justin reached with both hands for the beloved face and let his tongue slide into the taller man’s mouth. Justin felt hot all over, skin flushed, raw nerves sending tiny electroshocks to his muddled brain whenever and wherever his heated skin came in contact with Brian’s. Something wild, and primal, and blindingly white shot through his veins, flooding him with lava-like heat. His lips felt as equally raw as his nerves, burning under the hard softness of his lover’s. He couldn’t help the moans that formed in the back of his throat and were swallowed by Brian’s hungry lips before they had a chance to escape. Justin moved his hips a little, wrapping his legs around the taller man’s hips and pushed against Brian’s rock hard erection resting comfortably on his entrance.
Brian finally released the blond’s lips and pushed carefully, feeling the muscles stretch and give at his insistence, granting him access, enveloping the tip of his cock. He desperately clung to the last shreds of his self-control, refraining himself from just slamming inside. After a couple of gasping breaths, Brian opened his eyes and stared into crystal clear, deep blue orbs full of love, trust, and wanton lust. Brian slid slowly further inside, just another inch, indescribable hotness welcoming him. Holding still for a second before sliding back out until just the cock of his head was embedded within the blond. Stretching him with his widest part, Brian revelled at the intense feeling as tremors ran through the artist’s body. He slid in and out again and again, never more than an inch. There were other times when he would do this to tease the blond, to make him beg, to make him scream his name and order Brian to fuck him already. This, however, wasn’t about teasing. This was something different entirely. He broke contact with the intense blue eyes and directed his vision downwards, complete and utter wonderment reflected on his face.
Brian couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight before him. Watching himself pushing in and out of his lover, with nothing in between them. Skin on skin. Justin, in turn, couldn’t tear his eyes away from the expression on the older man’s face. He looked fragile all of a sudden and Justin reached with his hand to touch his face again. Sinking the fingertips in his hair, and laying his palm against his cheek , stroking the brunet’s cheekbone with his thumb. The touch seemed to pull Brian out of his reverie and he looked up, locking his eyes on Justin’s once more.
Brian pulled Justin’s hand from his face, placed a tender kiss into the open palm, and directed it to his cock. Under the guidance of his lover, the blond’s fingers traced the rim of his own opening, where their bodies connected. Brian moved inside his partner and Justin relished the double sensation of Brian filling him and the silky hardness of Brian’s cock gliding along past his fingertips.
“Do you feel this?” the brunet whispered in awe. “Can you feel us?”
The essence of Brian, pure and unfiltered, enveloped each and every one of Justin’s senses. He felt him beside, above, inside, and all around him. Looking into Brian’s face and seeing nothing in those hazel eyes but undiluted and never ending devotion, Justin’s eyelids fluttered as his eyes threatened to roll back into his head from the vastness of all the sensations. He squeezed his eyes shut in an effort not to pass out.
“No. Open your eyes. I want you to see it all.”
Brian held still as he watched the blond slowly re-emerge from whatever depth he’d been drowned by. The deep blue eyes opened again and focused on his. Holding their gaze, Brian slid inside completely, holding still for a moment before he began thrusting in earnest.
“I love you. So fucking goddamn much.” The blond gasped between thrusts.
With the power of speech leaving him completely, Brian could only touch their foreheads and let go. He abandoned all willpower and control and just let all of him go and allowed to be swept away. Breaking through the thin fabric of reality, Brian soared in a sphere where only Justin’s body existed. Pressing against the blond’s resistance on every in-thrust, Brian’s eyes rolled back as his dick stroked against the hot and constricting walls of Justin’s passage. Never being a man of vocal lovemaking, he felt almost ridiculous as he couldn’t quell the moans that were coming in a steady torrent out his throat. He bit down on Justin’s shoulder in an attempt to stifle the stream of sounds. Every nerve in his body felt frazzled and hypersensitive. He moved completely on autopilot; the many different feelings felt like an enormous electric surge running wild in his body, short-circuiting every sensation into one giant ball of energy, seeking the vent for its release.
Brian’s hips jerked in uncontrolled spasms and, for the life of him, he couldn’t stop as he felt himself coating the walls of Justin’s tight channel, the creamy liquid smoothing his frenzied thrusts. How utterly different this sensations felt compared to filling a condom! Only a moment later he felt his lover arch violently off the bed. Mouth open in a silent cry and both hands digging painfully into Brian’s shoulders, he watched as the blond spilled his seed between their bodies. After a few minutes the straining tension left both their bodies and they collapsed onto the bed, Brian burying Justin underneath him. Allowing himself a minute’s rest, he made to move himself off of the blond but Justin clamped his arms tighter around the strong shoulders and refused to let go. Brian was about to protest when he realized there was really no need for him to disentangle himself from his lover. He smiled against the blond’s neck as the realization hit.
“Exactly,” Justin muttered, reading his thoughts. He sighed, happy and completely sated.
They must have fallen asleep after that because the next thing Justin remembered was waking up, squished under the heavy weight of a dozing Brian. The older man must have slipped out of him sometime during their nap. Legs entangled, the auburn haired head resting comfortably on Justin’s chest. Justin gently laced his fingers through the silky strands while allowing his mind to relive the events of the last hours. He still couldn’t believe that, despite his expectations, his imagination didn’t even come close to the reality of it all.
“What’s making the wheels turn?” Brian asked without making any move to lift himself from the blond.
“Artistic deficits.” Justin replied cryptically and laughed.
Brian was about to dug deeper but Justin pushed the taller frame off of himself and rolled both of them over. Without further warning, he positioned himself above the brunet and began rubbing their groins together. Brian released a gasp and accepted Justin’s searching tongue, diving deep with his own.
The blond couldn’t get enough of his lover’s lips. It was as though fucking raw had brought a whole new level of intimacy to their kissing. He finally forced himself to let go of the bruised and deep red mouth, his own lips throbbing from all the biting and sucking. Justin’s gaze travelled across the taller man’s body and he took inventory of all their passionate lovemaking. He saw the scratches on and around Brian’s shoulders where he had sunk his fingernails; the love bites and hickeys on his neck and in the fold of his leg near the groin, and one just under his left collarbone; a few bruises around his ribcage and on his thighs where he clung to him in ecstasy. He saw Brian grow hard under his gaze. This man was a work of art. Justin wondered how one man’s body could make him feel so much, want so much? He locked eyes with the man beside him and got his answer in the steady and open gaze.
“You’re not going to run off to paint, are you?” Brian asked with a smirk when the inspection was over.
Justin slapped his stomach playfully and positioned himself again above Brian’s crotch. He lifted himself on his knees and let his hips sink down, taking Brian’s stiff member unceremoniously inside. The sudden move made Brian’s head lift from the pillow and he groaned loudly.
“I thought,” the brunet pressed out, “you’d want to-“
“Later.” Justin said.
Brian only nodded. They’d have a lot of later and more than enough opportunities to experience the respective other side of their new commitment. Right now, the only thing he wanted to focus on was Justin moving above him, taking him so fucking deep with nothing but Brian’s own cum from the earlier session lubing the passage. The thought turned Brian on more than he ever thought possible.
Justin rose up high on his knees before slamming down hard on his lover. He entwined his fingers with the brunet’s and pushed their joined hands into the mattress with all his weight, using them as a leverage to increase the speed of his almost violent thrusts. Brian released one of his arms and grabbed Justin around his middle. He rose into a sitting position with Justin still moving frantically in his lap. He could feel his earlier outpour drip out of his lover and slide down his balls. Gripping the headboard behind him to keep himself upright, he jerked his hips to meet every of Justin’s movements, pulling the blond forcefully down onto his steel hard shaft with one arm still around the artist’s middle.
Justin impaled himself incredibly deeper on Brian with every slam down, the neck breaking speed making him clench involuntarily. He took hold of his bouncing cock and felt it swell in his hand. Knowing that he was only seconds from erupting, the blond worked himself into a trance until he threw back his head and, with a groan, gave himself over to the thought-stopping sensations that rolled over his whole body. Even through his post-orgasmic stupor he could feel Brian grabbing a firm hold on him as he rolled them both around. Ignoring the blond’s body’s request for rest, Brian kept up the speed of his jabs, never allowing Justin’s cock to soften completely, until he was hard as a rock again.
Justin’s throat felt hoarse from all the screaming as Brian kept fucking him through the hypersensitivity despite the blond’s, admittedly half-hearted, protests. He felt heady from all the shallow panting, not being able to take a deep breath. Justin sank his teeth into Brian’s throat and didn’t care if he broke skin. He felt close to fainting and grabbed a fistful of Brian’s hair. He pulled the brunet’s head back vigorously, the sharp pain jerking the older man from his frenzy. Justin pulled his head into a kiss, their mouths clashing and bruising.
Violating Justin’s mouth with his tongue, Brian suddenly stopped all movement and pulled out. Pressing their foreheads together, Brian panted heavily, sharing Justin’s breath. He then stared into his lover’s eyes, allowing himself to drown in them for a moment. Brian pulled away and lowered himself onto the bed beside Justin, rolling onto his stomach.
Justin scrambled into a sitting position and hastily pushed Brian’s legs apart using his own knees. His heart was still drumming up a wild beat and he knew that neither of them had the patience for a slow preparation. The blond grabbed the previously discarded bottle of lube and squirted some onto his dick. Another generous dollop was squeezed directly onto Brian’s tightly clenched hole. Justin tried to push some of it inside his lover’s channel with his fingers. But Brian’s urgency and eagerness made him abandon his plan quickly. He lined up his cock to Brian’s opening and pushed inside. As he expected, he had to use more force to press himself into the too tight channel. Brian pushed back against him and finally Justin slipped inside, an earth-shattering and primal groan ripped itself free from Brian’s lips. Justin didn’t even allow himself the time to get a feel for Brian with no barriers and picked up the frantic speed of their previous movements. He forced himself past any of Brian’s initial resistance and began moving in and out.
Brian pushed his face into the pillow beneath him and bit down hard on the fabric as the intensity of the pain made white spots appear in his peripheral vision. Still, he didn’t want Justin to slow down and grunted his appreciation when the blond set an equally rapid pace as Brian did before. He never thought having Justin inside him could feel like this. His jaw hung open as he felt the hotness of Justin’s cock from inside and he was grateful the blond couldn’t see his face. Burying deeper into the pillow, he felt the blond probe his prostate and couldn’t help but arch off the bed. His hand flew around to Justin’s leg and he sank his nails into the straining thigh muscles.
Justin only increased the speed of his thrusts and made sure to hit that very same spot over and over again, not allowing Brian’s body to sink back into the mattress.
The brunet hung almost suspended in the air, his whole upper body supported only by one arm. The student surpassing the master, Brian surrendered to his body’s needs and poured his juices without him or Justin touching his straining cock. Just as the brunet thought, he had reached nirvana, he felt the blond shoot his load and felt the heat spread itself within him, burning him from the inside.
As they collapsed onto the bed, Justin atop him, Brian’s only regret was not giving into Justin’s idea of doing it raw years ago.
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