Another one of my stories...
Read it or don't...the choice is yours!
later x
TITLE: Ted's excellent adventure
GENRE:Brian/other, Humour,
RATING:ADULT
WORD COUNT:1958
TITLE: Ted's excellent adventure
GENRE:Brian/other, Humour,
RATING:ADULT
WORD COUNT:1958
BANNER: sandra_qaf/carbon69
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, they belong to CowLip and Showtime…I just borrowed them for this flight of fancy! Written purely for my pleasure and no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N:I know this will be beyond the realms of some people's imagination, but I wrote it anyway 'cos I have a soft spot for Ted 'cos I really understand him more than I want to...so shoot me!
Thanks to my best friend Joyce who helped with some of the grammar.
Ted’s emotions were at an all time low. Although he had recovered from his addiction, with the help of Blake and the rest of the family, still he felt somewhat off-centre. He sometimes had moments of feeling somewhat OK, but lately, the down moments seemed to be more prevalent.
The down feelings would come and go, of course they would always be worse at night, when he was alone in his apartment. Unable to dampen the feelings with alcohol or drugs, he would try to cope with them by listening to an opera or classical music, but ultimately, he was forced to endure the feelings of dark despair by himself.
He was off crystal and all drugs including alcohol, he was still a part of the family and he knew that he was loved by them and he returned that affection.
Occasionally, Emmett would stay over, or would invite Ted to stay with him, but usually Ted was home alone. He would sometimes venture out alone, wanting to make sure that he could visit a club or bar, without succumbing to the lure of alcohol or drugs. Sometimes when he was out with the others his paranoia would kick in, making him feel as if they were just waiting for him to fail, waiting for him to lapse...
He was extremely proud of himself for taking the chance that Brian had offered, and also glad that he was excelling at the work. Brian was very pleased with him(although he would never say so), but the increase in responsibility that Ted was now handling let him know he was doing well.
But still, he felt that something was missing from his life and he knew he had to work to remedy this very soon, or he was likely to have a relapse and maybe if there was a next time, he would not be so lucky.
Deciding to go out for the evening, he made his way to an out of town bar that he had heard Brian mention, hoping that tonight, possibly, he might meet someone he could connect with.
Walking into the bar, he scanned the room and was impressed by the up-market feel of it. Although, of course, anything that Brian recommended was sure to be just that, so he was not at all surprised.
Moving across to the bar, he ordered a cranberry juice and stood surveying the patrons. He could feel the stares of many apparently interested men as he stood there. He felt pleasantly surprised by this, but preferred to just soak up the atmosphere for a while.
The music was a mixture of the usual dance club sounds interspersed with slower, sensual tracks. Feeling quite relaxed, he made his way over to a seated section of the bar.
Watching the few people in the small dance area, he heard raised voices from the other side of the room. Suddenly there was a loud crash, furniture was thrown aside and a man was pushed into the dance area. As he stumbled and fell to the floor, two men pushed through and began kicking him relentlessly as he lay there curled, protecting his head.
Ted could not believe what he was seeing. The fallen man was Brian! Standing up, he quickly ran over, shouting abuse at the two men, and pushing them away, he fell to his knees and brushed Brian’s hair from his face.
Brian had been kicked a few times and was now trying to protect his ribs. Ted grabbed him beneath his arms and helped him to his feet. Standing back to back they eased away from the dance area, while other customers were trying to calm the two men, forcing them away. Ted was thankful that they decided it was not worth it and left the bar.
Leading Brian to a seat he sat him down and checked if Brian was hurt. Apart from a small cut above his right eye and a bloody nose, he appeared to be his usual inebriated self.
Ted decided to drive Brian home. Persuading him to get up, they made their way to the exit with Brian mumbling (a usual Brian thing) and giggling (definitely not a usual Brian thing), incoherently.
Shaking his head and wondering what concoction of drugs Brian had taken, Ted decided to pick his car up tomorrow and take Brian’s jeep. He looked around and seeing it parked up the street he led Brian to it. He leaned Brian onto the hood, as an image he had seen in his mind so many times resurfaced.
Casting it aside, he slowly moved his hands over Brian’s torso, searching for his keys. Finding them he eased Brian into the passenger seat and smelt the unique aroma that is Brian Kinney, as he reached across to fasten him in.
Ted remembered the smell from the only time he had had the confidence to get that close to Brian. He had arrived at the loft with some financial papers to find an orgy in progress. Before he knew what was happening he was naked and so aroused that he almost forgot who and what he was doing.
Brian of course had made some remark and that was the end of that. He had had a great time but ever since then, images of a naked Brian would fuel some of his most satisfying jerk offs.
Sighing deeply, he walked round to the driver’s side, got in and smiled indulgently at Brian before heading back to town. Brian continued talking and laughing at some imaginary thing or person. Shaking his head, sneaking looks at Brian periodically, Ted drove on to the loft.
By the time they arrived, Brian had fallen asleep. Getting him out of the jeep and into the elevator was a struggle but finally they were at the loft door. Propping Brian up with one hand, Ted managed to open the door and they stumbled in.
Guiding Brian to his bed, he pondered whether to undress Brian, or just put him on his bed dressed. Again, images from his many fantasies about Brian entered his head. Sighing deeply and shaking his head to dispel them, he decided that Brian would not want his designer clothes ruined, so he proceeded to undress him and get him into bed.
“Thanksshh Theodore.” Brian spoke for the first time in 20 minutes or so, startling Ted so much he stepped backwards and fell over Brian’s shoes.
Brian rolled over and looked at Ted, trademark smirk on his face.
“You...um…you’re welcome Brian, um…do you need anything else, I was just going to leave.”
Ted struggled to get up off the floor and begins to walk away.
“No, Ted, stay, I want you to stay, pleasshe.”
“O…OK Bri…I’ll stay on the couch.”
Ted cannot believe that Brian has firstly, thanked him and secondly is now asking him to stay, in the loft!
Shaking his head in disbelief again, he looks for some blankets and a pillow, then after locking the loft door and turning out the lights, heads over to the couch where he undresses and lays down.
Soon the loft is silent and Ted finally falls asleep.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!”
The scream that comes from Brian a few hours later, had Ted off the couch and running towards the bedroom in no time. Brian was thrashing and rolling in the bed, drenched in sweat, a continual moaning and screaming coming from his lips.
“Bri…wake up…what is it?”
“No…NO, get off me!..leave me alone…NO!”
“C’mon Brian, wake up!”
Ted climbed onto the bed and held him close, gently rubbing his back and talking to him quietly.
Eventually Brian settled a little and curled himself around Ted, small whimpers occasionally escaping his lips. Ted continued to talk to him gently, calming the trembling man, and at last Brian fell back into a deep sleep.
Ted was unsure what to do now. He knew that if he remained in the bed and Brian woke up, that he would become his usual asshole self. But he also knew that whatever demons Brian was fighting, must be really bad for him to have reacted that way.
Deciding to risk the wrath of Brian, Ted remained in the bed holding him closely. He soon drifted off to sleep and the loft was quiet again.
Ted awoke to the wonderful sensation of soft, warm lips closing around his erection. Wondering where he was at first, he gradually remembered the previous evening.
‘Oh my God, I’m in bed with Brian!’
Trying to move away, he was overcome with the expert manipulations of Brian’s tongue and mouth and gave in to the experience. Moaning and moving towards the sensation, he grasped Brian’s hair and began to thrust gently into the warm channel. The sensations increased as Brian increased the suction and Ted knew he was not going to last much longer.
“Brian..Oh… Bri…I’m gonna…ah!”
Ted’s hands tightened on Brian’s hair as he tumbled in to his release. Brian took all that Ted had to offer and then moved up his body, giving small kisses as he went. Reaching Ted’s mouth he proceeded to kiss him roughly. Although barely conscious, Ted managed to return the kiss with passion.
“Hmm, not bad Theodore.” Trademark eyebrow raised, Brian smirked at Ted.
“Want to help me out?” Rolling onto his back he raised his arms over his head and waited.
“Um..sure Bri.”
Moving down over Brian's body, Ted licked and sucked around the head, taking his time to savour the arousing taste of Brian Kinney.
Still not quite believing that this was really happening, but not willing to give up this chance, he decided to go with the flow. He intended to enjoy the experience, and make it one he would never forget.
Taking the impressive member into his mouth and holding the base, he sucked firmly up and down, humming each time he made the downward journey. Using his other hand he pulled and massaged Brian’s full sac.
Brian moaned, arching his back and gripping the sheets.
“Christ Theodore, where did you learn that…FUCK!”
Ted smiled and continued to pleasure Brian, gaining confidence at the reactions he was causing. Sitting up suddenly, Brian pushed Ted over and rolled on top of him.
Reaching into a drawer with one hand he took out a condom and lube. Expertly, he ripped the condom packet open with his mouth and gave the condom to Ted. Opening the lube he squeezed some onto his fingers, soon moving to prepare and open Ted’s now quivering hole. Ted rolled the condom on Brian with shaking hands, his emotions threatening to overcome him completely.
Taking a deep breath he looked at Brian pleadingly.
“Now Brian…now…just now… please!”
Growling ferally, Brian removed his fingers. Positioning his cock he surged forward, entering Ted half way, then pausing for a moment. As he felt Ted adjusting to the intrusion he pushed in fully. Thrusting slowly he gripped Ted’s hips and moved his own hips in a circular motion, hitting Ted’s prostate on alternate strokes.
Rising up to meet the thrusts, Ted squeezed his legs tightly around Brian’s hips. Brian, knowing they were both close, increased his speed and reduced the length of his thrusts.
“Fuck…fuck…oh yeah!”
“Ah…yes…Brian…yes…ahhhh!”
Both totally exhausted, they lay panting, struggling to catch their breath.
“Well Theodore, now you have joined the many, thousands of satisfied men who have been fucked by yours truly!”
“Um yeah…Brian…um…er… but why?”
“Well…”
Ted was awakened by the shrill ringing of his alarm and rolled over to turn it off. Looking around he realised that he was in his own bed. Slumping back onto the bed he shook his head and smiled.
‘Well, I suppose that’s the closest I will ever get to being fucked by Brian Kinney…but damn…What a wonderful dream!”
Fin
Written by carbon69 AKA sandra_qafAugust/September 2008
later x
TITLE: Ted's excellent adventure
GENRE:Brian/other, Humour,
RATING:ADULT
WORD COUNT:1958
TITLE: Ted's excellent adventure
GENRE:Brian/other, Humour,
RATING:ADULT
WORD COUNT:1958
BANNER: sandra_qaf/carbon69
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, they belong to CowLip and Showtime…I just borrowed them for this flight of fancy! Written purely for my pleasure and no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N:I know this will be beyond the realms of some people's imagination, but I wrote it anyway 'cos I have a soft spot for Ted 'cos I really understand him more than I want to...so shoot me!
Thanks to my best friend Joyce who helped with some of the grammar.
Ted’s emotions were at an all time low. Although he had recovered from his addiction, with the help of Blake and the rest of the family, still he felt somewhat off-centre. He sometimes had moments of feeling somewhat OK, but lately, the down moments seemed to be more prevalent.
The down feelings would come and go, of course they would always be worse at night, when he was alone in his apartment. Unable to dampen the feelings with alcohol or drugs, he would try to cope with them by listening to an opera or classical music, but ultimately, he was forced to endure the feelings of dark despair by himself.
He was off crystal and all drugs including alcohol, he was still a part of the family and he knew that he was loved by them and he returned that affection.
Occasionally, Emmett would stay over, or would invite Ted to stay with him, but usually Ted was home alone. He would sometimes venture out alone, wanting to make sure that he could visit a club or bar, without succumbing to the lure of alcohol or drugs. Sometimes when he was out with the others his paranoia would kick in, making him feel as if they were just waiting for him to fail, waiting for him to lapse...
He was extremely proud of himself for taking the chance that Brian had offered, and also glad that he was excelling at the work. Brian was very pleased with him(although he would never say so), but the increase in responsibility that Ted was now handling let him know he was doing well.
But still, he felt that something was missing from his life and he knew he had to work to remedy this very soon, or he was likely to have a relapse and maybe if there was a next time, he would not be so lucky.
Deciding to go out for the evening, he made his way to an out of town bar that he had heard Brian mention, hoping that tonight, possibly, he might meet someone he could connect with.
Walking into the bar, he scanned the room and was impressed by the up-market feel of it. Although, of course, anything that Brian recommended was sure to be just that, so he was not at all surprised.
Moving across to the bar, he ordered a cranberry juice and stood surveying the patrons. He could feel the stares of many apparently interested men as he stood there. He felt pleasantly surprised by this, but preferred to just soak up the atmosphere for a while.
The music was a mixture of the usual dance club sounds interspersed with slower, sensual tracks. Feeling quite relaxed, he made his way over to a seated section of the bar.
Watching the few people in the small dance area, he heard raised voices from the other side of the room. Suddenly there was a loud crash, furniture was thrown aside and a man was pushed into the dance area. As he stumbled and fell to the floor, two men pushed through and began kicking him relentlessly as he lay there curled, protecting his head.
Ted could not believe what he was seeing. The fallen man was Brian! Standing up, he quickly ran over, shouting abuse at the two men, and pushing them away, he fell to his knees and brushed Brian’s hair from his face.
Brian had been kicked a few times and was now trying to protect his ribs. Ted grabbed him beneath his arms and helped him to his feet. Standing back to back they eased away from the dance area, while other customers were trying to calm the two men, forcing them away. Ted was thankful that they decided it was not worth it and left the bar.
Leading Brian to a seat he sat him down and checked if Brian was hurt. Apart from a small cut above his right eye and a bloody nose, he appeared to be his usual inebriated self.
Ted decided to drive Brian home. Persuading him to get up, they made their way to the exit with Brian mumbling (a usual Brian thing) and giggling (definitely not a usual Brian thing), incoherently.
Shaking his head and wondering what concoction of drugs Brian had taken, Ted decided to pick his car up tomorrow and take Brian’s jeep. He looked around and seeing it parked up the street he led Brian to it. He leaned Brian onto the hood, as an image he had seen in his mind so many times resurfaced.
Casting it aside, he slowly moved his hands over Brian’s torso, searching for his keys. Finding them he eased Brian into the passenger seat and smelt the unique aroma that is Brian Kinney, as he reached across to fasten him in.
Ted remembered the smell from the only time he had had the confidence to get that close to Brian. He had arrived at the loft with some financial papers to find an orgy in progress. Before he knew what was happening he was naked and so aroused that he almost forgot who and what he was doing.
Brian of course had made some remark and that was the end of that. He had had a great time but ever since then, images of a naked Brian would fuel some of his most satisfying jerk offs.
Sighing deeply, he walked round to the driver’s side, got in and smiled indulgently at Brian before heading back to town. Brian continued talking and laughing at some imaginary thing or person. Shaking his head, sneaking looks at Brian periodically, Ted drove on to the loft.
By the time they arrived, Brian had fallen asleep. Getting him out of the jeep and into the elevator was a struggle but finally they were at the loft door. Propping Brian up with one hand, Ted managed to open the door and they stumbled in.
Guiding Brian to his bed, he pondered whether to undress Brian, or just put him on his bed dressed. Again, images from his many fantasies about Brian entered his head. Sighing deeply and shaking his head to dispel them, he decided that Brian would not want his designer clothes ruined, so he proceeded to undress him and get him into bed.
“Thanksshh Theodore.” Brian spoke for the first time in 20 minutes or so, startling Ted so much he stepped backwards and fell over Brian’s shoes.
Brian rolled over and looked at Ted, trademark smirk on his face.
“You...um…you’re welcome Brian, um…do you need anything else, I was just going to leave.”
Ted struggled to get up off the floor and begins to walk away.
“No, Ted, stay, I want you to stay, pleasshe.”
“O…OK Bri…I’ll stay on the couch.”
Ted cannot believe that Brian has firstly, thanked him and secondly is now asking him to stay, in the loft!
Shaking his head in disbelief again, he looks for some blankets and a pillow, then after locking the loft door and turning out the lights, heads over to the couch where he undresses and lays down.
Soon the loft is silent and Ted finally falls asleep.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!”
The scream that comes from Brian a few hours later, had Ted off the couch and running towards the bedroom in no time. Brian was thrashing and rolling in the bed, drenched in sweat, a continual moaning and screaming coming from his lips.
“Bri…wake up…what is it?”
“No…NO, get off me!..leave me alone…NO!”
“C’mon Brian, wake up!”
Ted climbed onto the bed and held him close, gently rubbing his back and talking to him quietly.
Eventually Brian settled a little and curled himself around Ted, small whimpers occasionally escaping his lips. Ted continued to talk to him gently, calming the trembling man, and at last Brian fell back into a deep sleep.
Ted was unsure what to do now. He knew that if he remained in the bed and Brian woke up, that he would become his usual asshole self. But he also knew that whatever demons Brian was fighting, must be really bad for him to have reacted that way.
Deciding to risk the wrath of Brian, Ted remained in the bed holding him closely. He soon drifted off to sleep and the loft was quiet again.
Ted awoke to the wonderful sensation of soft, warm lips closing around his erection. Wondering where he was at first, he gradually remembered the previous evening.
‘Oh my God, I’m in bed with Brian!’
Trying to move away, he was overcome with the expert manipulations of Brian’s tongue and mouth and gave in to the experience. Moaning and moving towards the sensation, he grasped Brian’s hair and began to thrust gently into the warm channel. The sensations increased as Brian increased the suction and Ted knew he was not going to last much longer.
“Brian..Oh… Bri…I’m gonna…ah!”
Ted’s hands tightened on Brian’s hair as he tumbled in to his release. Brian took all that Ted had to offer and then moved up his body, giving small kisses as he went. Reaching Ted’s mouth he proceeded to kiss him roughly. Although barely conscious, Ted managed to return the kiss with passion.
“Hmm, not bad Theodore.” Trademark eyebrow raised, Brian smirked at Ted.
“Want to help me out?” Rolling onto his back he raised his arms over his head and waited.
“Um..sure Bri.”
Moving down over Brian's body, Ted licked and sucked around the head, taking his time to savour the arousing taste of Brian Kinney.
Still not quite believing that this was really happening, but not willing to give up this chance, he decided to go with the flow. He intended to enjoy the experience, and make it one he would never forget.
Taking the impressive member into his mouth and holding the base, he sucked firmly up and down, humming each time he made the downward journey. Using his other hand he pulled and massaged Brian’s full sac.
Brian moaned, arching his back and gripping the sheets.
“Christ Theodore, where did you learn that…FUCK!”
Ted smiled and continued to pleasure Brian, gaining confidence at the reactions he was causing. Sitting up suddenly, Brian pushed Ted over and rolled on top of him.
Reaching into a drawer with one hand he took out a condom and lube. Expertly, he ripped the condom packet open with his mouth and gave the condom to Ted. Opening the lube he squeezed some onto his fingers, soon moving to prepare and open Ted’s now quivering hole. Ted rolled the condom on Brian with shaking hands, his emotions threatening to overcome him completely.
Taking a deep breath he looked at Brian pleadingly.
“Now Brian…now…just now… please!”
Growling ferally, Brian removed his fingers. Positioning his cock he surged forward, entering Ted half way, then pausing for a moment. As he felt Ted adjusting to the intrusion he pushed in fully. Thrusting slowly he gripped Ted’s hips and moved his own hips in a circular motion, hitting Ted’s prostate on alternate strokes.
Rising up to meet the thrusts, Ted squeezed his legs tightly around Brian’s hips. Brian, knowing they were both close, increased his speed and reduced the length of his thrusts.
“Fuck…fuck…oh yeah!”
“Ah…yes…Brian…yes…ahhhh!”
Both totally exhausted, they lay panting, struggling to catch their breath.
“Well Theodore, now you have joined the many, thousands of satisfied men who have been fucked by yours truly!”
“Um yeah…Brian…um…er… but why?”
“Well…”
Ted was awakened by the shrill ringing of his alarm and rolled over to turn it off. Looking around he realised that he was in his own bed. Slumping back onto the bed he shook his head and smiled.
‘Well, I suppose that’s the closest I will ever get to being fucked by Brian Kinney…but damn…What a wonderful dream!”
Fin
Written by carbon69 AKA sandra_qafAugust/September 2008