Illumination
Illumination
Written for the "Blue Lights" prompt challenge at qafdrabbles, though I may add more to this prompt if inspired to do so. My take on it is Illumination through the seasons
Thanks goes out totweedygalfor betaing most of these (mistakes are my own) andqafmaniacfor encouragement.
For the record, all my condoms went to Justin and yes, he won.
800 words
1
The first time Justin declared that his favorite color was blue he was in kindergarten. The boy sitting next to him stole his prized crayon and as Justin tried to take it back, the wax crumbled in the little thief's fist. Justin cried.
Years later, with blue light highlighting Brian's body, Justin decided he loved the color blue even more. Luminescence from the lights created shadows in every shade of blue upon their skin. The color of his eyes changed in the light as he gave himself to another man for the first time. This time, Justin's tears were happy.
2
Justin’s hand gently rubbed Brian’s thigh. Brian’s nerves sizzled with memory and elation. He gripped Justin’s hip, lifting himself so that he could slide deeper inside.
His lips and tongue found pale, glowing skin. The sweet flavor of Justin’s neck and the pitch of his moans caused Brian’s eyes to dilate into a new level of awareness.
The artist in Justin would describe the blue that painted their skin as clear, cool, calm.
But Brian took in the light wrapping around them and saw it in a totally different way. This was the deepest, hottest, wildest color of the spectrum.
3
The backroom’s blue illume gave life to the previously unoccupied space, filtering through the maze of concrete walls and forbidden rooms. It glided over smooth skin, defined contoured muscles and magically hid imperfections. Sometimes its rays were a smoky screen, other times a spotlight.
Brian was bare-chested first. His nipples hardened from the crisp, stale cool air. They coursed pleasure to his cock as they rubbed against Justin’s sweater while they kissed. For only a split second, the cashmere broke their lips and tongues apart. Then Brian tasted Justin’s glowing blue mouth and continued to revel in their sex-charged victory.
4
The whole block lost power as Justin finished pissing.
He awkwardly stepped into the bedroom. “Say something so I can follow your voice. “
Brian chuckled; his eyes adjusted to the dark quicker than Justin’s.
Without the blue lights to guide him, Justin clumsily made his way towards Brian’s laughter. Miscalculating his steps, he fell into the bed. Justin groaned, “Fuck. I don’t even think I’m gonna be able to find your cock without the lights.”
Brian said nothing. He lifted the duvet and there in the dark, his cock stood proud, blue neon condom, ready to light Justin’s way.
5
Justin rubbed his tired eyes with the backs of his hands. He felt like he’d been in the air for days. The trip from LAX seemed twice as long as it had been to the airport months ago. He was exhausted but couldn’t sleep. Nervous anticipation kept his eyes open, heart beating fast.
Justin nearly jumped from his seat when he finally heard the announcement signaling the plane’s approach to Pittsburgh International. He looked out the window into the night; the plane circled the runway below them. Justin saw the glow of blue lights on the runway. He was home.
5
The first time Brian told Justin he loved him; there was practically no meaning behind the words. Brian didn’t remember it, but Justin held onto it. Though not for long, after all, Brian mumbled the barely discernible words, high and in the light of a blue orgasm that blanketed them both in the dark.
The second and third time Brian meant the words.
The whisper sounded louder than any others Justin had heard before. Shock and disbelief didn’t blind his eyes or deafen him as Brian repeated the words louder.
Blue lights illuminated their faces, the dark, and Brian’s declaration.
Post
“What. In. The. Fuck. Did you put up your ass?”
“Lube, Brian.”
“It looks like a fucking glow stick exploded!”
“I didn’t fuck a glow stick Brian. It’s edible glow in the dark lube.”
“I’m not eating your ass while it’s covered in that!”
Justin waited, then smiled and moaned.
Justin’s ass tasted like sweet, sticky blueberries. Brian preferred the color blue and Justin’s ass to taste like usual. But that didn’t stop him from licking Justin’s hole until there was only a little blue glow left deep inside Justin’s ass. He’d use his cock to rub that spot out.
Post
At first, I thought the unexpected memory was some sort of flashback from a trip on E. I realized Brian and I were dancing together as the second flash passed through my mind. Laughter pricked at my ears in rolling waves of recollection.
Brian stood before me, beside the open fridge in the kitchen. My gaze turned from his worried expression drawn towards the white light inside the appliance. The light changed to blue, reality meeting past. I swayed, and Brian brought me into his arms. The blue, I realized was a spotlight, following our bodies, lighting our perfect dance.