Fic: The Nipple Ring (107 Gapfiller)
Title: The Nipple Ring
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: 107 Gapfiller
Summary: My take on how Justin ended up in the loft after showing Brian his nipple ring at Woody's.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to Cowlip.
Beta: Many thanks to the lovely
camelhaircoat.
Feedback: Please let me know what you think.
Justin: "Guess what I got today?"
Brian: "A new bell for your bicycle?"
Justin: "A nipple ring."
Brian: "Every piece of trash has something stuck...through their ear, or their nose, or their bellybutton, or their cock. What makes you think I’m even remotely interested...that you have a ring through your tit?"
Justin watches as Brian sinks in another ball and he wonders how long it is gonna take before Brian stops pretending he isn't rock hard ever since Justin showed him his nipple ring and takes him home already.
Justin hasn't been around for long but he's already figured out a thing or two about Brian Kinney. He knows that if he wants to continue ending up in Brian's bed he doesn't need anything but two things. Persistence and patience.
Justin knows he has to be persistent because Brian's not the type of guy who will ask him out on a date. Justin can have the roundest ass in Pittsburgh (as Brian said so on that very first night) but it won't matter if he spends his nights at home. He has to be everywhere Brian is so the man won't forget he exists. That's why he's became so familiar with the inside of the diner and Woody's and Babylon in the last couple of weeks.
Justin also knows he has to be patient, too. Sometimes it isn't enough that he's there because Brian tends to bullshit him, saying he doesn't want him or stupid things like that. At times like that it's all Justin can do is wait out until Brian finally just accepts the fact that he can't resist Justin.
Just like now.
As long as the guys were around Brian acted as if Justin weren't even there and made fun of his nipple ring. But once they left Justin could feel Brian's resistance melting away by the second. He could barely keep the grin off his face every time Brian found an excuse to casually brush against him.
He's almost sure Brian is going to take him home eventually but Justin wants to get fucked now so he makes it easier for Brian to decide. Making him jealous once has been a success and Justin figures it can't hurt if he tries it again.
Brian is just aiming with his cue when Justin puts his plan into action.
"Well I guess I'll see you around then."
Brian skillfully sinks in another ball before straightening up. "What, you don't want to miss your curfew?" He takes a sip from his beer and Justin notes that he looks too amused for his own good.
"No," Justin says slowly. "But it's been days since I got fucked so if you're not interested I'm sure it won't be hard to find someone else." He makes a show of looking around the bar before his gaze settles on someone. "In fact, I think I just found the right person."
There's a guy across the bar whose eye Justin's caught a few times during the night. Not that Justin is interested or anything, even though the guy is cute, it's just that it's hard to miss when someone is staring at you that intently.
Justin smiles at Cute Guy who waves back. With a last glance at Brian, Justin starts to make his way over but he's barely taken two steps when he feels a strong arm come around his chest. A second later Brian's hot breath washes over his ear.
"Had him. His dick is the size of a peanut and with the sounds he made when he came, the guy next to us thought I was fucking Prince himself. He even asked for an autograph."
Brian's voice is a low murmur but Justin can hear it crystal clear over the noisy bar. Even though he's still looking at Cute Guy he may as well be looking at the wall. His world has already narrowed down only to Brian.
Brian licks the spot just under his ear and Justin gasps.
"You're coming with me."
Brian propels Justin outside with a steady hand on his lower back; not that Justin needs such encouragement, Cute Guy long forgotten.
The minute they make it to the Jeep Brian pins Justin against its side with his whole body and kisses him hard. The kiss is rough and bruising and Justin thinks it's his punishment for making Brian choose him again. But if the hardness in Brian's jeans is any indication, Justin knows that Brian doesn't mind it a bit.
Brian's fingers dig into Justin's hips and Justin brings his arms around Brian's neck and stands on his toes for better access. Brian lets him for a while then breaks the kiss but doesn't pull back completely so their faces are just inches apart.
"You think you're clever, don't you?" His voice sounds menacing and for some reason it makes Justin hard.
"Think all you have to do is shake that pretty little ass of yours, flash a smile and I won't be able to resist you?"
Hell yeah, Justin thinks but he doesn't want to let Brian in on just how easy he is.
"I just want to get fucked," he says instead. "And I have first hand experience that you're the best fuck in Pittsburgh."
Brian snorts but doesn't stop grinding his crotch against Justin's.
"Like you have that much to compare to."
"I don't need it," Justin whispers," I just know."
He yanks Brian's head down for another kiss and they make out for a little while longer. Then Brian pushes him into the Jeep and takes off with squealing tires.
Later in the elevator Brian gives up all pretence and has both of his hands up inside Justin's t-shirt. He tugs gently on the nipple ring while he simultaneously rubs the other nipple with his fingers and Justin can't decide which one makes him harder. Brian brings his mouth to Justin's ear and his low husky voice ripples through Justin's whole body.
"First I'm gonna suck your cock." Justin swallows hard and has to grip Brian's shoulders for support. "Then I'm gonna eat your ass 'til you beg. And then,"a lick to his ear and Justin shivers as goosebumps break out all over his skin,"I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass all. night. long."
Before Justin's ear can melt off from the heat of Brian's voice the elevator comes to its stop and Brian pushes him outside. Everything happens so fast and before Justin knows what hit him they're in the loft and Brian has Justin's shirt off and his fly unbuttoned and is kissing the hell out of him as he walks them backwards in the general direction of the bedroom. Justin fumbles with the buttons on Brian's shirt and all he can do is hope that they won't fall on their way.
They reach the bed without trouble and when Justin's legs connect with its side Brian pushes him down and Justin finds himself on his back. Brian pulls Justin's pants, underwear and socks off in one swift motion and quickly sheds his own clothes. Justin realizes that somewhere along the way they took off their shoes but he can't seem to remember when.
Brian lies on top of him and covers him like a blanket. Justin loves the feeling of being surrounded and trapped by Brian's long hard body. Brian could easily crush him but he's always careful and Justin loves that sweet weight.
They both moan as their cocks rub together and Brian cradles Justin's face with his hands and starts kissing him frantically. He sucks Justin's tongue into his mouth then bites the fullness of his lower lip. It's almost terrifying and exciting at the same time when Brian gets like this. When this animalistic need comes over him and he can't seem to get enough. It thrills Justin and only confirms his suspicion that Brian wants him just as much.
When their lips are swollen and their mouths and chins are slick with spit, Brian pulls back and turns his attention to Justin's neck. He licks and sucks on the soft skin there and Justin's already proud of the marks he knows will be left. After a while Brian moves lower and runs his tongue over Justin's collarbone. Justin closes his eyes in eager anticipation but instead of attacking his nipple ring Brian just stops. Justin looks up and finds Brian staring at him.
"Did it hurt?" Brian asks.
"Huh?" His brain's apparently stopped functioning, Justin thinks.
"When you got your nipple pierced," Brian fingers said nipple," did it hurt?"
Oh, that. "Yeah," Justin breathes. "A little."
Brian's eyes flicker between Justin's face and his nipple ring. He seems completely fascinated with it.
Good, Justin thinks.
"Why'd you do it?" Brian asks silkily.
"Because it looks hot."
"And," Brian prompts.
"And I wanted to piss off my parents," Justin grins, which quickly turns into a yelp when Brian pulls hard on the nipple ring.
"Ow!" Justin tries to squirm away from the touch but it's impossible with Brian lying on top of him. "It was you, alright? I did it 'cause I thought you might like it."
The last part Justin says very quietly and he looks away, suddenly ashamed at how desperately he wants to get Brian's attention. He expects Brian to tease him about it but all he gets is a soft lick across his lower lip. He looks up at Brian.
"I do," Brian whispers then immediately sticks his tongue down Justin's throat before he can say a word. Not that Justin wants to; at least now he knows that if he plays his cards right Brian will never get tired of him.
After a hard kiss Brian tears his mouth away from Justin's and drags his lips over soft pale skin, moving down lower on Justin's body until his face is level with Justin's chest. Justin watches Brian as he lowers his head and he feels Brian's hot wet tongue flick back and forth across his pierced nipple. When his nipple is generously coated with saliva Brian raises his head to admire his work. Then he dips his head and takes the ring between his teeth. He gently tugs on it until Justin's back arches off the bed and his moans turn from pain into pleasure. Brian releases his new toy and laps at the sore nipple then moves to Justin's other nipple which gets the same attention, ring or not.
Then he starts trailing a wet line of open mouthed kisses down the center of Justin's chest. He tongues his navel and buries his face into the smooth skin of his belly, inhaling the sweet scent that is uniquely Justin. He ignores Justin's hard cock for the moment and continues to kiss across his pubes and down the inside of his thighs, covering the sensitive skin with light nips and kisses.
Justin starts to writhe on the bed and bucks his hips a few times and Brian knows that as much as Justin loves the attention what he really wants is Brian's mouth around his cock but tonight Brian wants to take his time because he likes Justin desperate and completely at his mercy.
"Please, Brian," pants Justin. "You're killing me." He twines his fingers into Brian's hair and tries to guide his head to his cock. He raises his hips but Brian's fingers tighten on them, forcing him back down.
"Brian," Justin whimpers.
Finally Brian takes Justin's balls into his mouth, one at a time and gently rolls them around with his tongue. He lets them fall from his lips then he flattens his tongue at the base of Justin's cock and licks along the big vein that pulses on the underside of his dick. When he reaches the head he teases the spot just under the rim and when pre-come bubbles from the slit Brian quickly captures it with his mouth. He swallows the head, swirling his tongue around it while he works the hard shaft with firm strokes.
"Brian, I'm gonna..." Justin trails off and he tugs on Brian's hair but Brian shakes his head and makes a protesting sound around his cock which Justin can feel vibrate through his whole body. His eyes roll back into his head and his toes curl.
Brian relaxes his throat completely and takes Justin all the way in then swallows a few times around his cock. Justin's body jerks and he comes hard while Brian swallows every drop.
When Justin goes limp under him Brian lets his softening cock slip from his mouth and crawls up Justin's body. Their mouths come together in a heated kiss and Justin moans as he tastes himself on Brian's tongue. Justin would be happy to just lie there and make out for the rest of the night because his muscles have suddenly turned into Jell-O, but he can feel Brian's cock hot and heavy against his thigh and he knows that the night is not over yet.
Brian tears his mouth away from Justin's with a little difficulty and kisses his chin.
"Now you're ready."
"For what?" Justin asks as he stares at Brian's red and swollen lips.
"I'm gonna eat your ass, remember?"
Justin's eyes flicker to Brian's.
"And now that you just came you'll be able to take what I have planned for you," Brian says before he pecks Justin's lips. "Roll over."
The tone of Brian's voice and the way he's looking at him make Justin suck in a breath and when Brian shifts his weight Justin quickly complies and settles down onto his belly.
"Open your legs."
Justin does and Brian lies between Justin's spread legs and palms the firm globes. He alternates between kneading the muscles and running his fingers across the soft skin until Justin starts squirming under him. Brian runs a single finger down over Justin's crack, teasing his hole lightly before trailing it down to his balls.
Then he takes hold of Justin's ass cheeks and pulls them apart, revealing his pink asshole. Brian's mouth waters at the sight and he quickly dips his head for a taste. He licks around Justin's hole with the tip of his tongue before pushing it inside. After a moment of resistance the tight pucker opens up to Brian's probing tongue before it clenches down on it and Brian has to repeat his ministrations until he can easily push his tongue inside.
When Justin's hole is wet and open Brian starts to suck and nip on the tender skin around it. Justin thrusts his hips into Brian's face and moans into the sheets. Despite having come just a few minutes ago Justin can already feels his cock harden under him. He tries to hump the sheets but it's not easy because Brian has his hips in a firm grip.
Justin doesn't seem to be able to stay quiet; not the way Brian is teasing his hole on the inside and outside and he thinks he will explode if Brian won't put something bigger in his ass right fucking now.
Justin's constant moaning and whimpering are driving Brian crazy and he decides he's tortured him enough. He pulls Justin's ass wider apart and spits on his hole. A little saliva runs down Justin's balls but Brian manages to catch the most of it and push it into Justin's ass along with one of his fingers. He wriggles his finger until his knuckle brushes across Justin's prostate and he hears Justin curse above him. He adds a second then a third finger and starts slowly fucking Justin with them.
Brian's cock is painfully hard but he ignores it. He meant it when he said that he wanted Justin to beg for it.
Fortunately he doesn't have to wait long because a few seconds later Justin starts pleading.
"Brian... Please, Brian. Fuck me. Please, fuck me."
Brian carefully withdraws his fingers and quickly reaches across Justin to grab the lube and a few condoms from the nightstand. He tears open the package with his teeth and rolls down the condom on his hypersensitive cock. He coats it and Justin's hole with generous amounts of lube and slaps Justin's ass lightly.
"Up."
Justin scrambles to his knees; ass in the air, arms bent beside his head on the bed. Brian kneels behind him, grabs his hip with one hand and guides his cock to Justin's hole with the other. They both moan as Brian slowly pushes inside and he has to pause for a moment because it's tight and hot and Christ, it's almost too much.
"Fuck!" Brian yells when his balls fall against Justin's ass and Justin clenches around his cock. "You're still so fucking tight."
"Lucky for you," Justin grunts then moans when Brian starts to pull out until just the head of his cock is inside Justin.
Then he slowly pushes back in and as he goes he lies on top of Justin covering his back with his chest and puts his bent arms beside Justin's. Justin turns his head sideways on the bed so when Brian pulls out again he can see as Justin's lips part in a silent gasp.
As he thrusts back in Justin pushes his ass down Brian's cock and after that they seem to find their rhythm. Their hips move together and Brian runs his hands over Justin's thighs and sides. He kisses the back of Justin's neck and lifts his weight off his back. He holds down Justin's upper body with one hand as he fucks him, angling his hips to find the best position.
Justin's moans get louder underneath him and Brian watches mesmerized as his cock disappears inside Justin's ass and the graceful movement of his back as it rises and falls back down. Justin's pale skin practically glows under the blue lights and his hair looks almost white and Goddamn, Brian thinks, it's fucking beautiful.
Justin feels as if Brian gets deeper and deeper inside him with every thrust and he grabs a fistful of Brian's expensive sheets and twists them between his fingers.
"Oh, God, Brian," Justin chokes. "More. Please, Brian. Harder."
Brian's balls slap against Justin's ass as he speeds up his thrusts. A bead of sweat rolls down from his forehead to Justin's back and Brian follows it with his mouth and licks it off Justin's moist skin. He covers Justin's body with his own again and twines their fingers. He presses his chest to Justin's back and their bodies rise and fall together like they've been doing this all of their lives. Up and down. Up and down. That thought freaks out Brian for a second so he grabs Justin's cock instead.
He pumps it a few times while he brushes his thumb over the head on the upstroke and soon Justin comes the second time that night. His ass clenches hard around Brian's cock and Brian manages to thrust a few more times into Justin before he follows suit. Their moans and heavy breathings fill the room and they collapse in a heap on the bed.
A few moments later Brian carefully pulls out, takes care of the condom and flops back down on the bed beside Justin. He rolls onto his back and contemplates lighting a cigarette. He just starts reaching for it when Justin turns to his side, facing him and Brian can feel those blue eyes stare at the side of his head. He looks at Justin.
"What?" he asks.
"You haven't fucked me that deep before," Justin says in a soft voice.
"You complaining?"
"Of course not," Justin protests quickly. "I loved it. I was just thinking it will be like the first time..." he trails off.
Brian raises an eyebrow in question.
"It's just that I still will be able to feel you tomorrow."
Justin can blush at the most unexpected times but he does it prettily so Brian gives him a quick kiss before he gets up from the bed.
"Gotta take a leak," he says over his shoulder.
He goes into the bathroom and stands in front of the toilet. As he empties his bladder he thinks about full lips and pale skin and the most fuckable ass he's ever seen. He flushes the toilet, washes his hands by the sink and looks at himself in the mirror. He's just planning the next position he will take that sweet ass in as he comes out of the bathroom but stops short in the door.
He wants to be unaffected by the sight of Justin stepping into his pants and buttoning up his fly but he feels something very close to disappointment all the same. He covers it quickly by walking over to the nightstand and lighting up a cigarette.
"Going somewhere?" he asks casually but Justin must hear something in his voice because he stops searching for his t-shirt by the bed and looks at him.
"I can't stay tonight," he says apologetically. "I told my mom I was sleeping at Daphne's and she said she would call later."
"Really?" Brian sounds disinterested but he makes a show of taking a long drag of his cigarette, well aware of Justin's eyes on his lips as he watches them stretch around the butt.
"So... I should be there when she calls?"
It sounds like a question and Brian watches Justin shift his weight from one leg to another. He can tell from his body language that the last thing Justin wants now is to go.
"Well you better hurry then little boy if you want to catch the last bus," Brian says as he lowers himself on the bed. He gracefully stretches out one long leg and bends the other at the knee. He smoothes one palm over his flat stomach and rests it just above his pubes. He brings his other hand to his mouth and takes another drag. He rakes his eyes over Justin's still bare chest and spends a few seconds at admiring one rosy pierced nipple. His cock stirs in his lap when the little ring catches the light in the room.
"It's very hard," Justin swallows," for her to accept my new uh, lifestyle and..." he trails off and when Brian looks up he almost laughs at Justin's lustful expression.
Justin's eyes roam Brian's body, all hard muscles under smooth skin. He watches as Brian's long elegant fingers wrap around his cock to give it a few lazy strokes.
"Yeah, it must be very hard," Brian says. His thumb traces the slit and a soft moan escapes his lips.
"Oh fuck it!" Justin snaps and tears open his fly. "It's not like she doesn't know where I am."
He drops his pants, bounces back on the bed and has Brian's cock down his throat in five seconds flat.
"Well then," Brian stubs out his cigarette and feels a small smile tug at his lips. "Let's continue, shall we?"
~the end~
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: 107 Gapfiller
Summary: My take on how Justin ended up in the loft after showing Brian his nipple ring at Woody's.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to Cowlip.
Beta: Many thanks to the lovely
camelhaircoat.
Feedback: Please let me know what you think.
Justin: "Guess what I got today?"
Brian: "A new bell for your bicycle?"
Justin: "A nipple ring."
Brian: "Every piece of trash has something stuck...through their ear, or their nose, or their bellybutton, or their cock. What makes you think I’m even remotely interested...that you have a ring through your tit?"
Justin watches as Brian sinks in another ball and he wonders how long it is gonna take before Brian stops pretending he isn't rock hard ever since Justin showed him his nipple ring and takes him home already.
Justin hasn't been around for long but he's already figured out a thing or two about Brian Kinney. He knows that if he wants to continue ending up in Brian's bed he doesn't need anything but two things. Persistence and patience.
Justin knows he has to be persistent because Brian's not the type of guy who will ask him out on a date. Justin can have the roundest ass in Pittsburgh (as Brian said so on that very first night) but it won't matter if he spends his nights at home. He has to be everywhere Brian is so the man won't forget he exists. That's why he's became so familiar with the inside of the diner and Woody's and Babylon in the last couple of weeks.
Justin also knows he has to be patient, too. Sometimes it isn't enough that he's there because Brian tends to bullshit him, saying he doesn't want him or stupid things like that. At times like that it's all Justin can do is wait out until Brian finally just accepts the fact that he can't resist Justin.
Just like now.
As long as the guys were around Brian acted as if Justin weren't even there and made fun of his nipple ring. But once they left Justin could feel Brian's resistance melting away by the second. He could barely keep the grin off his face every time Brian found an excuse to casually brush against him.
He's almost sure Brian is going to take him home eventually but Justin wants to get fucked now so he makes it easier for Brian to decide. Making him jealous once has been a success and Justin figures it can't hurt if he tries it again.
Brian is just aiming with his cue when Justin puts his plan into action.
"Well I guess I'll see you around then."
Brian skillfully sinks in another ball before straightening up. "What, you don't want to miss your curfew?" He takes a sip from his beer and Justin notes that he looks too amused for his own good.
"No," Justin says slowly. "But it's been days since I got fucked so if you're not interested I'm sure it won't be hard to find someone else." He makes a show of looking around the bar before his gaze settles on someone. "In fact, I think I just found the right person."
There's a guy across the bar whose eye Justin's caught a few times during the night. Not that Justin is interested or anything, even though the guy is cute, it's just that it's hard to miss when someone is staring at you that intently.
Justin smiles at Cute Guy who waves back. With a last glance at Brian, Justin starts to make his way over but he's barely taken two steps when he feels a strong arm come around his chest. A second later Brian's hot breath washes over his ear.
"Had him. His dick is the size of a peanut and with the sounds he made when he came, the guy next to us thought I was fucking Prince himself. He even asked for an autograph."
Brian's voice is a low murmur but Justin can hear it crystal clear over the noisy bar. Even though he's still looking at Cute Guy he may as well be looking at the wall. His world has already narrowed down only to Brian.
Brian licks the spot just under his ear and Justin gasps.
"You're coming with me."
Brian propels Justin outside with a steady hand on his lower back; not that Justin needs such encouragement, Cute Guy long forgotten.
The minute they make it to the Jeep Brian pins Justin against its side with his whole body and kisses him hard. The kiss is rough and bruising and Justin thinks it's his punishment for making Brian choose him again. But if the hardness in Brian's jeans is any indication, Justin knows that Brian doesn't mind it a bit.
Brian's fingers dig into Justin's hips and Justin brings his arms around Brian's neck and stands on his toes for better access. Brian lets him for a while then breaks the kiss but doesn't pull back completely so their faces are just inches apart.
"You think you're clever, don't you?" His voice sounds menacing and for some reason it makes Justin hard.
"Think all you have to do is shake that pretty little ass of yours, flash a smile and I won't be able to resist you?"
Hell yeah, Justin thinks but he doesn't want to let Brian in on just how easy he is.
"I just want to get fucked," he says instead. "And I have first hand experience that you're the best fuck in Pittsburgh."
Brian snorts but doesn't stop grinding his crotch against Justin's.
"Like you have that much to compare to."
"I don't need it," Justin whispers," I just know."
He yanks Brian's head down for another kiss and they make out for a little while longer. Then Brian pushes him into the Jeep and takes off with squealing tires.
Later in the elevator Brian gives up all pretence and has both of his hands up inside Justin's t-shirt. He tugs gently on the nipple ring while he simultaneously rubs the other nipple with his fingers and Justin can't decide which one makes him harder. Brian brings his mouth to Justin's ear and his low husky voice ripples through Justin's whole body.
"First I'm gonna suck your cock." Justin swallows hard and has to grip Brian's shoulders for support. "Then I'm gonna eat your ass 'til you beg. And then,"a lick to his ear and Justin shivers as goosebumps break out all over his skin,"I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass all. night. long."
Before Justin's ear can melt off from the heat of Brian's voice the elevator comes to its stop and Brian pushes him outside. Everything happens so fast and before Justin knows what hit him they're in the loft and Brian has Justin's shirt off and his fly unbuttoned and is kissing the hell out of him as he walks them backwards in the general direction of the bedroom. Justin fumbles with the buttons on Brian's shirt and all he can do is hope that they won't fall on their way.
They reach the bed without trouble and when Justin's legs connect with its side Brian pushes him down and Justin finds himself on his back. Brian pulls Justin's pants, underwear and socks off in one swift motion and quickly sheds his own clothes. Justin realizes that somewhere along the way they took off their shoes but he can't seem to remember when.
Brian lies on top of him and covers him like a blanket. Justin loves the feeling of being surrounded and trapped by Brian's long hard body. Brian could easily crush him but he's always careful and Justin loves that sweet weight.
They both moan as their cocks rub together and Brian cradles Justin's face with his hands and starts kissing him frantically. He sucks Justin's tongue into his mouth then bites the fullness of his lower lip. It's almost terrifying and exciting at the same time when Brian gets like this. When this animalistic need comes over him and he can't seem to get enough. It thrills Justin and only confirms his suspicion that Brian wants him just as much.
When their lips are swollen and their mouths and chins are slick with spit, Brian pulls back and turns his attention to Justin's neck. He licks and sucks on the soft skin there and Justin's already proud of the marks he knows will be left. After a while Brian moves lower and runs his tongue over Justin's collarbone. Justin closes his eyes in eager anticipation but instead of attacking his nipple ring Brian just stops. Justin looks up and finds Brian staring at him.
"Did it hurt?" Brian asks.
"Huh?" His brain's apparently stopped functioning, Justin thinks.
"When you got your nipple pierced," Brian fingers said nipple," did it hurt?"
Oh, that. "Yeah," Justin breathes. "A little."
Brian's eyes flicker between Justin's face and his nipple ring. He seems completely fascinated with it.
Good, Justin thinks.
"Why'd you do it?" Brian asks silkily.
"Because it looks hot."
"And," Brian prompts.
"And I wanted to piss off my parents," Justin grins, which quickly turns into a yelp when Brian pulls hard on the nipple ring.
"Ow!" Justin tries to squirm away from the touch but it's impossible with Brian lying on top of him. "It was you, alright? I did it 'cause I thought you might like it."
The last part Justin says very quietly and he looks away, suddenly ashamed at how desperately he wants to get Brian's attention. He expects Brian to tease him about it but all he gets is a soft lick across his lower lip. He looks up at Brian.
"I do," Brian whispers then immediately sticks his tongue down Justin's throat before he can say a word. Not that Justin wants to; at least now he knows that if he plays his cards right Brian will never get tired of him.
After a hard kiss Brian tears his mouth away from Justin's and drags his lips over soft pale skin, moving down lower on Justin's body until his face is level with Justin's chest. Justin watches Brian as he lowers his head and he feels Brian's hot wet tongue flick back and forth across his pierced nipple. When his nipple is generously coated with saliva Brian raises his head to admire his work. Then he dips his head and takes the ring between his teeth. He gently tugs on it until Justin's back arches off the bed and his moans turn from pain into pleasure. Brian releases his new toy and laps at the sore nipple then moves to Justin's other nipple which gets the same attention, ring or not.
Then he starts trailing a wet line of open mouthed kisses down the center of Justin's chest. He tongues his navel and buries his face into the smooth skin of his belly, inhaling the sweet scent that is uniquely Justin. He ignores Justin's hard cock for the moment and continues to kiss across his pubes and down the inside of his thighs, covering the sensitive skin with light nips and kisses.
Justin starts to writhe on the bed and bucks his hips a few times and Brian knows that as much as Justin loves the attention what he really wants is Brian's mouth around his cock but tonight Brian wants to take his time because he likes Justin desperate and completely at his mercy.
"Please, Brian," pants Justin. "You're killing me." He twines his fingers into Brian's hair and tries to guide his head to his cock. He raises his hips but Brian's fingers tighten on them, forcing him back down.
"Brian," Justin whimpers.
Finally Brian takes Justin's balls into his mouth, one at a time and gently rolls them around with his tongue. He lets them fall from his lips then he flattens his tongue at the base of Justin's cock and licks along the big vein that pulses on the underside of his dick. When he reaches the head he teases the spot just under the rim and when pre-come bubbles from the slit Brian quickly captures it with his mouth. He swallows the head, swirling his tongue around it while he works the hard shaft with firm strokes.
"Brian, I'm gonna..." Justin trails off and he tugs on Brian's hair but Brian shakes his head and makes a protesting sound around his cock which Justin can feel vibrate through his whole body. His eyes roll back into his head and his toes curl.
Brian relaxes his throat completely and takes Justin all the way in then swallows a few times around his cock. Justin's body jerks and he comes hard while Brian swallows every drop.
When Justin goes limp under him Brian lets his softening cock slip from his mouth and crawls up Justin's body. Their mouths come together in a heated kiss and Justin moans as he tastes himself on Brian's tongue. Justin would be happy to just lie there and make out for the rest of the night because his muscles have suddenly turned into Jell-O, but he can feel Brian's cock hot and heavy against his thigh and he knows that the night is not over yet.
Brian tears his mouth away from Justin's with a little difficulty and kisses his chin.
"Now you're ready."
"For what?" Justin asks as he stares at Brian's red and swollen lips.
"I'm gonna eat your ass, remember?"
Justin's eyes flicker to Brian's.
"And now that you just came you'll be able to take what I have planned for you," Brian says before he pecks Justin's lips. "Roll over."
The tone of Brian's voice and the way he's looking at him make Justin suck in a breath and when Brian shifts his weight Justin quickly complies and settles down onto his belly.
"Open your legs."
Justin does and Brian lies between Justin's spread legs and palms the firm globes. He alternates between kneading the muscles and running his fingers across the soft skin until Justin starts squirming under him. Brian runs a single finger down over Justin's crack, teasing his hole lightly before trailing it down to his balls.
Then he takes hold of Justin's ass cheeks and pulls them apart, revealing his pink asshole. Brian's mouth waters at the sight and he quickly dips his head for a taste. He licks around Justin's hole with the tip of his tongue before pushing it inside. After a moment of resistance the tight pucker opens up to Brian's probing tongue before it clenches down on it and Brian has to repeat his ministrations until he can easily push his tongue inside.
When Justin's hole is wet and open Brian starts to suck and nip on the tender skin around it. Justin thrusts his hips into Brian's face and moans into the sheets. Despite having come just a few minutes ago Justin can already feels his cock harden under him. He tries to hump the sheets but it's not easy because Brian has his hips in a firm grip.
Justin doesn't seem to be able to stay quiet; not the way Brian is teasing his hole on the inside and outside and he thinks he will explode if Brian won't put something bigger in his ass right fucking now.
Justin's constant moaning and whimpering are driving Brian crazy and he decides he's tortured him enough. He pulls Justin's ass wider apart and spits on his hole. A little saliva runs down Justin's balls but Brian manages to catch the most of it and push it into Justin's ass along with one of his fingers. He wriggles his finger until his knuckle brushes across Justin's prostate and he hears Justin curse above him. He adds a second then a third finger and starts slowly fucking Justin with them.
Brian's cock is painfully hard but he ignores it. He meant it when he said that he wanted Justin to beg for it.
Fortunately he doesn't have to wait long because a few seconds later Justin starts pleading.
"Brian... Please, Brian. Fuck me. Please, fuck me."
Brian carefully withdraws his fingers and quickly reaches across Justin to grab the lube and a few condoms from the nightstand. He tears open the package with his teeth and rolls down the condom on his hypersensitive cock. He coats it and Justin's hole with generous amounts of lube and slaps Justin's ass lightly.
"Up."
Justin scrambles to his knees; ass in the air, arms bent beside his head on the bed. Brian kneels behind him, grabs his hip with one hand and guides his cock to Justin's hole with the other. They both moan as Brian slowly pushes inside and he has to pause for a moment because it's tight and hot and Christ, it's almost too much.
"Fuck!" Brian yells when his balls fall against Justin's ass and Justin clenches around his cock. "You're still so fucking tight."
"Lucky for you," Justin grunts then moans when Brian starts to pull out until just the head of his cock is inside Justin.
Then he slowly pushes back in and as he goes he lies on top of Justin covering his back with his chest and puts his bent arms beside Justin's. Justin turns his head sideways on the bed so when Brian pulls out again he can see as Justin's lips part in a silent gasp.
As he thrusts back in Justin pushes his ass down Brian's cock and after that they seem to find their rhythm. Their hips move together and Brian runs his hands over Justin's thighs and sides. He kisses the back of Justin's neck and lifts his weight off his back. He holds down Justin's upper body with one hand as he fucks him, angling his hips to find the best position.
Justin's moans get louder underneath him and Brian watches mesmerized as his cock disappears inside Justin's ass and the graceful movement of his back as it rises and falls back down. Justin's pale skin practically glows under the blue lights and his hair looks almost white and Goddamn, Brian thinks, it's fucking beautiful.
Justin feels as if Brian gets deeper and deeper inside him with every thrust and he grabs a fistful of Brian's expensive sheets and twists them between his fingers.
"Oh, God, Brian," Justin chokes. "More. Please, Brian. Harder."
Brian's balls slap against Justin's ass as he speeds up his thrusts. A bead of sweat rolls down from his forehead to Justin's back and Brian follows it with his mouth and licks it off Justin's moist skin. He covers Justin's body with his own again and twines their fingers. He presses his chest to Justin's back and their bodies rise and fall together like they've been doing this all of their lives. Up and down. Up and down. That thought freaks out Brian for a second so he grabs Justin's cock instead.
He pumps it a few times while he brushes his thumb over the head on the upstroke and soon Justin comes the second time that night. His ass clenches hard around Brian's cock and Brian manages to thrust a few more times into Justin before he follows suit. Their moans and heavy breathings fill the room and they collapse in a heap on the bed.
A few moments later Brian carefully pulls out, takes care of the condom and flops back down on the bed beside Justin. He rolls onto his back and contemplates lighting a cigarette. He just starts reaching for it when Justin turns to his side, facing him and Brian can feel those blue eyes stare at the side of his head. He looks at Justin.
"What?" he asks.
"You haven't fucked me that deep before," Justin says in a soft voice.
"You complaining?"
"Of course not," Justin protests quickly. "I loved it. I was just thinking it will be like the first time..." he trails off.
Brian raises an eyebrow in question.
"It's just that I still will be able to feel you tomorrow."
Justin can blush at the most unexpected times but he does it prettily so Brian gives him a quick kiss before he gets up from the bed.
"Gotta take a leak," he says over his shoulder.
He goes into the bathroom and stands in front of the toilet. As he empties his bladder he thinks about full lips and pale skin and the most fuckable ass he's ever seen. He flushes the toilet, washes his hands by the sink and looks at himself in the mirror. He's just planning the next position he will take that sweet ass in as he comes out of the bathroom but stops short in the door.
He wants to be unaffected by the sight of Justin stepping into his pants and buttoning up his fly but he feels something very close to disappointment all the same. He covers it quickly by walking over to the nightstand and lighting up a cigarette.
"Going somewhere?" he asks casually but Justin must hear something in his voice because he stops searching for his t-shirt by the bed and looks at him.
"I can't stay tonight," he says apologetically. "I told my mom I was sleeping at Daphne's and she said she would call later."
"Really?" Brian sounds disinterested but he makes a show of taking a long drag of his cigarette, well aware of Justin's eyes on his lips as he watches them stretch around the butt.
"So... I should be there when she calls?"
It sounds like a question and Brian watches Justin shift his weight from one leg to another. He can tell from his body language that the last thing Justin wants now is to go.
"Well you better hurry then little boy if you want to catch the last bus," Brian says as he lowers himself on the bed. He gracefully stretches out one long leg and bends the other at the knee. He smoothes one palm over his flat stomach and rests it just above his pubes. He brings his other hand to his mouth and takes another drag. He rakes his eyes over Justin's still bare chest and spends a few seconds at admiring one rosy pierced nipple. His cock stirs in his lap when the little ring catches the light in the room.
"It's very hard," Justin swallows," for her to accept my new uh, lifestyle and..." he trails off and when Brian looks up he almost laughs at Justin's lustful expression.
Justin's eyes roam Brian's body, all hard muscles under smooth skin. He watches as Brian's long elegant fingers wrap around his cock to give it a few lazy strokes.
"Yeah, it must be very hard," Brian says. His thumb traces the slit and a soft moan escapes his lips.
"Oh fuck it!" Justin snaps and tears open his fly. "It's not like she doesn't know where I am."
He drops his pants, bounces back on the bed and has Brian's cock down his throat in five seconds flat.
"Well then," Brian stubs out his cigarette and feels a small smile tug at his lips. "Let's continue, shall we?"
~the end~