A Storm's Gonna Come - Chapter 5
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).
Beta: silvaofhope
A/N: Thank you, all you lovely people who read and comment. ETA: This is a repost of the chapter that was originally posted at bjfic. Just wanted to have them all here on my journal.
Disclaimer: I’ve read somewhere that, since disclaimers have no legal footing, they’re merely an expression of the author’s guilt. *hmmm* I don’t feel guilty.
Feedback: Please! I love to know what you're thinking.
Previous chapters:
[Ch 01] [Ch 02] [Ch 03] [Ch 04]
Present, September 2010
The last sunlight of the day was steadily disappearing behind the horizon as Brian drove the ‘Vette on the almost completely deserted road. They sat in comfortable silence, the hushed sounds of the radio playing oldies softly in the background, Brian’s hand resting on Justin’s thigh, Justin’s fingers playing lazily with Brian’s. Justin relaxed further into the comfortable seat, enjoying the relative silence, the sounds of the motor oddly soothing. He hummed quietly along with the music while staring at the passing landscape through the passenger seat window.
The last notes of the song slowly died away and blended in with the next. His thoughts grazed the events of the day - the tense morning that now seemed light-years away; Emma’s appointment with the cardiologist; Kinnetik’s party and the people he met there. Justin didn’t linger on any particular event too long, just letting the day replay itself before his mind’s eye as he continued to hum along. He stopped when he felt a sudden tension in Brian’s body and a slight change in the mellow atmosphere. He turned his head, looking questioningly at Brian who kept his gaze on the road in front of him. His beautiful, and only seconds ago relaxed, expression had turned into a carefully controlled and seemingly emotionless mask.
“Brian-“ Justin began. Then he saw Brian glance quickly to the radio before giving Justin an equally quick look. The music and the lyrics penetrated Justin’s consciousness, the realization making his body go stiff.
He had no conscious memories, neither of the night, nor of the song. But he knew that, even after nine years, Brian’s were still fresh; the wounds still bleeding, the memories still hurting. He reached for Brian’s hand at the same time as Brian reached for the steering wheel, gripping it with both hands, then suddenly veering the vehicle to the right onto a broad curb and coming to a halt.
Brian killed the engine, but left the key in the ignition to keep the radio playing. He jerked open his door and got out. Justin remained seated, perplexed by this unexpected and strange behavior.
Brian came around the car and pulled open the passenger seat door, extending a hand for Justin to take. When Justin did, Brian pulled him out of the car and a few feet away from the road, leaving the door wide open. He pulled Justin into his arms, took his right hand in his left, wrapped the other arm around Justin’s waist and began to sway to the music that softly penetrated the stillness of the night.
Justin felt the tension leave Brian’s body and allowed himself to relax into Brian’s embrace, their movements becoming more fluent with the music.
They moved gracefully under a slowly darkening sky, the first stars their only witnesses. Justin let himself be led by Brian, completely surrendering into the security and warmth of the taller man’s arms, letting Brian dip him and swirl him around. A warm hand on his back pressed Justin’s body into that of his lover, and he heard Brian quietly sing along with the lyrics into his ear.
“Don’t you know I love you so,
Can’t you feel it when we touch,
I will never never let you go, …”
Here, Brian stopped singing and smirked down into Justin’s smiling face, rolling his lips into his mouth. Justin threw his head back and laughed out loud. Brian wrapped his arm tighter around Justin’s middle and lifted him off his feet, twirling him around.
“What are you doing?” Justin asked breathlessly when the twirling stopped and they swayed slowly, bodies pressed together tightly, a bright happy smile on his face.
“Making new memories,” Brian answered simply.
A shadow hushed over Justin’s features that Brian didn’t miss.
“What’s with the cloudy skies, Sunshine?”
“Just thinking.” When Brian simply raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner, he continued. “How different our lives could have been, if -“ He took a deep breath before carrying on. “If I hadn’t forgotten, a lot of things would have gone differently. If I would have remembered what you looked like that night a lot of things wouldn’t have happened.”
“How do you figure?” Brian twirled him one last time as the last notes of the song drifted into the night.
“I suppose, you must have looked at me a little bit like you look at me now. If I could have remembered it, I never would have left. I never would have let you get away with half the shit you pulled.” He gave a huff and continued in a low voice, “Ethan never would have had a chance.” Justin finished, voice breaking a little with uncertainty, afraid he might have destroyed the magic of the moment by pointing out their biggest failures and mistakes.
But Brian simply pulled him closer, nuzzling his nose into the blond hair. Then Justin heard him whisper silently, close to his ear, “He never had.”
Gratitude, because Brian understood, washed over him in a wave of relief. “No, he never had.” Justin agreed.
Ten minutes before reaching Britin a soft and warm summer rain began to come down. Justin hurried to get to the front door when Brian caught his arm and pulled him back into the driveway, wrapping the blond in his arms, the warm water soaking both their clothes.
Justin tilted his face up, toward the now completely dark sky, letting the droplets of rain wash over his face. He felt Brian’s fingers pull on the front of his shirt, slipping one of his hands under the wet material, skimming the warm wet skin. Brian’s touch felt like a thousand tiny lightning bolts and Justin leaned into the sensation, craving more. The contrast of the rain cooled by a light breeze and Brian’s hot skin was the most incredible feeling Justin could imagine right then.
The tiniest drop of water caught in the lash of Justin’s left eye. Brian stared at it transfixed, mesmerized by how the light from the porch lamp was reflected in it. He leaned in to place his lips ever so softly against Justin’s eyelid, gathering the moisture with his tongue. Justin shivered.
Being wanted by Brian always gave him a rush, it was the ultimate drug. But being loved by him was indescribable. A simple soft touch would morph into a thousand words, lightly grazing fingers into a declaration of affection, and nibbling lips into a million promises.
Justin’s mind clouded with desire. The blond pulled Brian’s head down to attack the taller man’s mouth and vent some of the sensations obscuring his mind. But Brian lowered his head and let his lips sweep over Justin’s eyes, cheeks, lips, licking at the rain droplets.
The feathery touches only increased Justin’s need to feel more of his lover. Justin managed to remove his shirt and was working open the buttons on Brian’s. His palms wandered all over Brian’s chest and shoulders, freeing him of the dress shirt. Justin let his hands roam every inch of Brian’s skin he could reach, the need to taste, feel, and smell overpowering. He let his hands wander down to Brian’s pants and followed with his mouth while his fingers worked Brian’s fly open, his world focused exclusively on the texture and taste of the taller man’s skin.
Brian observed in fascination as Justin lowered himself onto his knees and buried his nose in Brian’s pubic hair, licking at the first water drops that caught there and inhaling deeply Brian’s unique smell. Brian’s restraint dissolved completely as he watched his partner drown in the sensations, an expression of intense rapture on his beautiful face. Brian was barely able to hold his emotions together any longer; a throaty groan escaped his lips.
Justin sighed, trembling with desire as he felt his partner’s reaction. His pants felt agonizingly tight and he thought his dick might burst, the want was so immediate. Brian’s scent always had this effect on him and his dick gave a painful throb as if in affirmation.
Justin’s lips parted and hovered over Brian’s rapidly filling cock, aching to envelop the silky hardness in his mouth, but he forced himself to slow down. The blond breathed warm air across the sensitive skin, enjoying the shudders that ran all over his lover’s body.
Brian let out another quiet groan and sank his hands roughly into Justin’s blond strands, making the smaller man moan. He pulled him up and held his face close, panting heavily, then let his lips wander slowly over Justin’s, barely touching. Justin flicked his tongue across Brian’s bottom lip and gave a loud sigh as Brian’s tongue finally took possession of Justin’s mouth. A tingling sensation ran all over the blond’s body, as the movements grew more uncoordinated. Surrendering to the desire, he forced his body even closer to Brian’s, their chests colliding.
Justin let his fingers find Brian´s erect cock that was pressing incessantly against the smaller man’s belly and began to pump the rock hard shaft. Brian growled into his mouth and broke the heated kiss. His hot breath washed over Justin’s face. They stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments, both darkened with lust, panting heavily.
Justin broke the stare first, looking down at his own hand that was still pumping Brian. He let his other arm wind around Brian’s neck, holding him close. Again seeking eye contact, Justin looked up and stared intently into Brian’s lidded eyes. Never breaking the contact, he continued with his ministrations until Brian’s eyes rolled backwards and he began to leak. Still watching his lover’s face, Justin lowered himself once more onto his knees, licked the mix of pre-cum and rain from the glistening head, then took it into his mouth and sucked gently.
Brian’s breaths came out as short gasps as the blond worked his talented tongue around his aroused member, circling the sensitive tip. His fingers pressed firmer into Justin’s scull as a loud moan escaped his lips.
Letting go of his lover completely, Justin pulled himself up, pressed a quick kiss on the parted lips and took two steps towards the parked car. Turning around, he gave Brian an enticing look and started removing his pants. Brian watched him unmoving. Finally gloriously naked, Justin gave a last smirk, then turned around and bent over the still warm hood of the ‘Vette, not inclined to wait any longer.
Brian shook his head twice as if to clear his mind of the sexual haze. Licking his lips, he gave Justin’s sprawled body an appreciative once-over, before stepping up to his blond lover. His palms travelled over the expanse of Justin’s back, reveling in the softness, his mouth following course.
He pulled out a condom from the pocket of his pants, and, letting them pool around his ankles, slipped it on his cock that was begging for attention since the blond abandoned it. Brian’s lips kissed down the spinal column of Justin’s back and travelled upwards, taking the same route. Brian draped his body over Justin’s, covering him completely. The blond let out a sigh when Brian started nibbling on his neck, just underneath his earlobe while his nimble fingers prodded Justin’s entrance, slowly slipping in, testing Justin’s resistance.
Justin had no patience for taking it slow tonight and pushed fiercely against Brian’s hand. Brian knew when Justin wasn’t in the mood for games, so he pulled out his fingers and positioned himself at Justin’s opening.
“Deep. Make it deep,” Justin huffed.
Brian’s body gave a shiver in response. His hands slid across Justin’s shoulder blades and down his arms, pinning the smaller man’s forearms to either side of Justin’s head, covering him with his own body completely. Brian pressed steadily into the soft, warm opening, ignoring and pushing past any resistance, making Justin take all of him. Deeply imbedded inside Justin’s incredibly hot tightness, Brian held himself still. His chest heaved with every breath that he took while he tried to calm himself. He realized Justin wasn’t moving an inch and waited for the blond to start breathing again. When he felt his lover slowly release the air from his lungs, Brian used his knees to spread Justin’s legs more and felt himself sinking in even further. The motion made Justin gasp for breath.
Brian let go of Justin’s forearms and lifted himself up. The sudden coolness from the evening breeze on the wet skin made Justin shiver. Brian pulled out slowly and pushed back in, repeating the movement a few times at an unhurried pace, sinking deep on every in-stroke. Justin was reeling from the overpowering sensation. His eyes rolled into his sockets. Too full-. His body and limbs felt too heavy to move, so he remained sprawled across the hood. When Brian picked up the pace, sliding smoothly in and out of his body, Justin scrambled for something to hold onto, finding nothing on the sleek and wet surface of the car. He pushed his palms against the smooth surface and tried to lift up, but Brian’s hand on his upper back held him firmly down.
Brian began pounding in earnest, his hands gliding up and down Justin’s back, the body slick and slippery from the rain, Brian’s form gliding effortlessly along the blond’s. He avoided Justin’s prostate to keep the smaller man from coming, giving him time to adjust to the multiple sensations. When he felt Justin starting to meet his thrusts, Brian changed the angle slightly, hitting the sweet spot on every stroke.
Justin started to moan uncontrollably, drowning in the pleasures. The heat inside his body and the cooling breeze numbed his brain; Brian’s incessant touches made shivers run constantly up and down his spine. He felt every droplet of rain fall on his heated skin, each adding fuel to the desire running rampant in his body. He let go completely, relinquishing any control of his body entirely to Brian, trusting him to take him to new, unimagined highs.
Brian slipped a hand around Justin’s hips palming Justin’s straining cock for a moment. He then positioned his hand flat on the hood of the car in a way to give Justin’s stiff member something to rub against while continuing to pound into him. Seconds later, Justin came, screaming Brian’s name and clenching his channel tightly.
Brian groaned loudly when Justin’s muscles contracted, squeezing Brian’s cock almost painfully. He pulled out for one final thrust and pushed back inside, albeit with much less force; slowed down by Justin’s still clenching muscles. Brian pushed unrelentingly inside the now incredibly tight channel, growling with effort before giving into the much welcomed release, emptying himself into the confines of the condom.
Brian waited for his own tremors to subside and for Justin to relax, before he pulled out completely. Justin pushed himself up and turned around to plant an open-mouthed kiss on Brian’s lips. He reached down and pulled the condom off of Brian’s spent cock, discarding it. He pressed another kiss on Brian’s chest, near his heart, before bending down to collect the discarded clothes.
He turned to look at Brian who was watching mesmerized as the rain slowly washed away the last of Justin’s cum off of the ‘Vette’s dark green surface.
“Why didn’t you park in the garage in the first place?” Justin asked him.
Brian twisted his head, gave Justin an amused smirk then walked by him towards the main entrance, not bothering to answer with words. Justin smiled in response and followed him inside.
Read Chapter 6
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).
Beta: silvaofhope
A/N: Thank you, all you lovely people who read and comment. ETA: This is a repost of the chapter that was originally posted at bjfic. Just wanted to have them all here on my journal.
Disclaimer: I’ve read somewhere that, since disclaimers have no legal footing, they’re merely an expression of the author’s guilt. *hmmm* I don’t feel guilty.
Feedback: Please! I love to know what you're thinking.
Previous chapters:
[Ch 01] [Ch 02] [Ch 03] [Ch 04]
Present, September 2010
The last sunlight of the day was steadily disappearing behind the horizon as Brian drove the ‘Vette on the almost completely deserted road. They sat in comfortable silence, the hushed sounds of the radio playing oldies softly in the background, Brian’s hand resting on Justin’s thigh, Justin’s fingers playing lazily with Brian’s. Justin relaxed further into the comfortable seat, enjoying the relative silence, the sounds of the motor oddly soothing. He hummed quietly along with the music while staring at the passing landscape through the passenger seat window.
The last notes of the song slowly died away and blended in with the next. His thoughts grazed the events of the day - the tense morning that now seemed light-years away; Emma’s appointment with the cardiologist; Kinnetik’s party and the people he met there. Justin didn’t linger on any particular event too long, just letting the day replay itself before his mind’s eye as he continued to hum along. He stopped when he felt a sudden tension in Brian’s body and a slight change in the mellow atmosphere. He turned his head, looking questioningly at Brian who kept his gaze on the road in front of him. His beautiful, and only seconds ago relaxed, expression had turned into a carefully controlled and seemingly emotionless mask.
“Brian-“ Justin began. Then he saw Brian glance quickly to the radio before giving Justin an equally quick look. The music and the lyrics penetrated Justin’s consciousness, the realization making his body go stiff.
He had no conscious memories, neither of the night, nor of the song. But he knew that, even after nine years, Brian’s were still fresh; the wounds still bleeding, the memories still hurting. He reached for Brian’s hand at the same time as Brian reached for the steering wheel, gripping it with both hands, then suddenly veering the vehicle to the right onto a broad curb and coming to a halt.
Brian killed the engine, but left the key in the ignition to keep the radio playing. He jerked open his door and got out. Justin remained seated, perplexed by this unexpected and strange behavior.
Brian came around the car and pulled open the passenger seat door, extending a hand for Justin to take. When Justin did, Brian pulled him out of the car and a few feet away from the road, leaving the door wide open. He pulled Justin into his arms, took his right hand in his left, wrapped the other arm around Justin’s waist and began to sway to the music that softly penetrated the stillness of the night.
Justin felt the tension leave Brian’s body and allowed himself to relax into Brian’s embrace, their movements becoming more fluent with the music.
They moved gracefully under a slowly darkening sky, the first stars their only witnesses. Justin let himself be led by Brian, completely surrendering into the security and warmth of the taller man’s arms, letting Brian dip him and swirl him around. A warm hand on his back pressed Justin’s body into that of his lover, and he heard Brian quietly sing along with the lyrics into his ear.
“Don’t you know I love you so,
Can’t you feel it when we touch,
I will never never let you go, …”
Here, Brian stopped singing and smirked down into Justin’s smiling face, rolling his lips into his mouth. Justin threw his head back and laughed out loud. Brian wrapped his arm tighter around Justin’s middle and lifted him off his feet, twirling him around.
“What are you doing?” Justin asked breathlessly when the twirling stopped and they swayed slowly, bodies pressed together tightly, a bright happy smile on his face.
“Making new memories,” Brian answered simply.
A shadow hushed over Justin’s features that Brian didn’t miss.
“What’s with the cloudy skies, Sunshine?”
“Just thinking.” When Brian simply raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner, he continued. “How different our lives could have been, if -“ He took a deep breath before carrying on. “If I hadn’t forgotten, a lot of things would have gone differently. If I would have remembered what you looked like that night a lot of things wouldn’t have happened.”
“How do you figure?” Brian twirled him one last time as the last notes of the song drifted into the night.
“I suppose, you must have looked at me a little bit like you look at me now. If I could have remembered it, I never would have left. I never would have let you get away with half the shit you pulled.” He gave a huff and continued in a low voice, “Ethan never would have had a chance.” Justin finished, voice breaking a little with uncertainty, afraid he might have destroyed the magic of the moment by pointing out their biggest failures and mistakes.
But Brian simply pulled him closer, nuzzling his nose into the blond hair. Then Justin heard him whisper silently, close to his ear, “He never had.”
Gratitude, because Brian understood, washed over him in a wave of relief. “No, he never had.” Justin agreed.
Ten minutes before reaching Britin a soft and warm summer rain began to come down. Justin hurried to get to the front door when Brian caught his arm and pulled him back into the driveway, wrapping the blond in his arms, the warm water soaking both their clothes.
Justin tilted his face up, toward the now completely dark sky, letting the droplets of rain wash over his face. He felt Brian’s fingers pull on the front of his shirt, slipping one of his hands under the wet material, skimming the warm wet skin. Brian’s touch felt like a thousand tiny lightning bolts and Justin leaned into the sensation, craving more. The contrast of the rain cooled by a light breeze and Brian’s hot skin was the most incredible feeling Justin could imagine right then.
The tiniest drop of water caught in the lash of Justin’s left eye. Brian stared at it transfixed, mesmerized by how the light from the porch lamp was reflected in it. He leaned in to place his lips ever so softly against Justin’s eyelid, gathering the moisture with his tongue. Justin shivered.
Being wanted by Brian always gave him a rush, it was the ultimate drug. But being loved by him was indescribable. A simple soft touch would morph into a thousand words, lightly grazing fingers into a declaration of affection, and nibbling lips into a million promises.
Justin’s mind clouded with desire. The blond pulled Brian’s head down to attack the taller man’s mouth and vent some of the sensations obscuring his mind. But Brian lowered his head and let his lips sweep over Justin’s eyes, cheeks, lips, licking at the rain droplets.
The feathery touches only increased Justin’s need to feel more of his lover. Justin managed to remove his shirt and was working open the buttons on Brian’s. His palms wandered all over Brian’s chest and shoulders, freeing him of the dress shirt. Justin let his hands roam every inch of Brian’s skin he could reach, the need to taste, feel, and smell overpowering. He let his hands wander down to Brian’s pants and followed with his mouth while his fingers worked Brian’s fly open, his world focused exclusively on the texture and taste of the taller man’s skin.
Brian observed in fascination as Justin lowered himself onto his knees and buried his nose in Brian’s pubic hair, licking at the first water drops that caught there and inhaling deeply Brian’s unique smell. Brian’s restraint dissolved completely as he watched his partner drown in the sensations, an expression of intense rapture on his beautiful face. Brian was barely able to hold his emotions together any longer; a throaty groan escaped his lips.
Justin sighed, trembling with desire as he felt his partner’s reaction. His pants felt agonizingly tight and he thought his dick might burst, the want was so immediate. Brian’s scent always had this effect on him and his dick gave a painful throb as if in affirmation.
Justin’s lips parted and hovered over Brian’s rapidly filling cock, aching to envelop the silky hardness in his mouth, but he forced himself to slow down. The blond breathed warm air across the sensitive skin, enjoying the shudders that ran all over his lover’s body.
Brian let out another quiet groan and sank his hands roughly into Justin’s blond strands, making the smaller man moan. He pulled him up and held his face close, panting heavily, then let his lips wander slowly over Justin’s, barely touching. Justin flicked his tongue across Brian’s bottom lip and gave a loud sigh as Brian’s tongue finally took possession of Justin’s mouth. A tingling sensation ran all over the blond’s body, as the movements grew more uncoordinated. Surrendering to the desire, he forced his body even closer to Brian’s, their chests colliding.
Justin let his fingers find Brian´s erect cock that was pressing incessantly against the smaller man’s belly and began to pump the rock hard shaft. Brian growled into his mouth and broke the heated kiss. His hot breath washed over Justin’s face. They stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments, both darkened with lust, panting heavily.
Justin broke the stare first, looking down at his own hand that was still pumping Brian. He let his other arm wind around Brian’s neck, holding him close. Again seeking eye contact, Justin looked up and stared intently into Brian’s lidded eyes. Never breaking the contact, he continued with his ministrations until Brian’s eyes rolled backwards and he began to leak. Still watching his lover’s face, Justin lowered himself once more onto his knees, licked the mix of pre-cum and rain from the glistening head, then took it into his mouth and sucked gently.
Brian’s breaths came out as short gasps as the blond worked his talented tongue around his aroused member, circling the sensitive tip. His fingers pressed firmer into Justin’s scull as a loud moan escaped his lips.
Letting go of his lover completely, Justin pulled himself up, pressed a quick kiss on the parted lips and took two steps towards the parked car. Turning around, he gave Brian an enticing look and started removing his pants. Brian watched him unmoving. Finally gloriously naked, Justin gave a last smirk, then turned around and bent over the still warm hood of the ‘Vette, not inclined to wait any longer.
Brian shook his head twice as if to clear his mind of the sexual haze. Licking his lips, he gave Justin’s sprawled body an appreciative once-over, before stepping up to his blond lover. His palms travelled over the expanse of Justin’s back, reveling in the softness, his mouth following course.
He pulled out a condom from the pocket of his pants, and, letting them pool around his ankles, slipped it on his cock that was begging for attention since the blond abandoned it. Brian’s lips kissed down the spinal column of Justin’s back and travelled upwards, taking the same route. Brian draped his body over Justin’s, covering him completely. The blond let out a sigh when Brian started nibbling on his neck, just underneath his earlobe while his nimble fingers prodded Justin’s entrance, slowly slipping in, testing Justin’s resistance.
Justin had no patience for taking it slow tonight and pushed fiercely against Brian’s hand. Brian knew when Justin wasn’t in the mood for games, so he pulled out his fingers and positioned himself at Justin’s opening.
“Deep. Make it deep,” Justin huffed.
Brian’s body gave a shiver in response. His hands slid across Justin’s shoulder blades and down his arms, pinning the smaller man’s forearms to either side of Justin’s head, covering him with his own body completely. Brian pressed steadily into the soft, warm opening, ignoring and pushing past any resistance, making Justin take all of him. Deeply imbedded inside Justin’s incredibly hot tightness, Brian held himself still. His chest heaved with every breath that he took while he tried to calm himself. He realized Justin wasn’t moving an inch and waited for the blond to start breathing again. When he felt his lover slowly release the air from his lungs, Brian used his knees to spread Justin’s legs more and felt himself sinking in even further. The motion made Justin gasp for breath.
Brian let go of Justin’s forearms and lifted himself up. The sudden coolness from the evening breeze on the wet skin made Justin shiver. Brian pulled out slowly and pushed back in, repeating the movement a few times at an unhurried pace, sinking deep on every in-stroke. Justin was reeling from the overpowering sensation. His eyes rolled into his sockets. Too full-. His body and limbs felt too heavy to move, so he remained sprawled across the hood. When Brian picked up the pace, sliding smoothly in and out of his body, Justin scrambled for something to hold onto, finding nothing on the sleek and wet surface of the car. He pushed his palms against the smooth surface and tried to lift up, but Brian’s hand on his upper back held him firmly down.
Brian began pounding in earnest, his hands gliding up and down Justin’s back, the body slick and slippery from the rain, Brian’s form gliding effortlessly along the blond’s. He avoided Justin’s prostate to keep the smaller man from coming, giving him time to adjust to the multiple sensations. When he felt Justin starting to meet his thrusts, Brian changed the angle slightly, hitting the sweet spot on every stroke.
Justin started to moan uncontrollably, drowning in the pleasures. The heat inside his body and the cooling breeze numbed his brain; Brian’s incessant touches made shivers run constantly up and down his spine. He felt every droplet of rain fall on his heated skin, each adding fuel to the desire running rampant in his body. He let go completely, relinquishing any control of his body entirely to Brian, trusting him to take him to new, unimagined highs.
Brian slipped a hand around Justin’s hips palming Justin’s straining cock for a moment. He then positioned his hand flat on the hood of the car in a way to give Justin’s stiff member something to rub against while continuing to pound into him. Seconds later, Justin came, screaming Brian’s name and clenching his channel tightly.
Brian groaned loudly when Justin’s muscles contracted, squeezing Brian’s cock almost painfully. He pulled out for one final thrust and pushed back inside, albeit with much less force; slowed down by Justin’s still clenching muscles. Brian pushed unrelentingly inside the now incredibly tight channel, growling with effort before giving into the much welcomed release, emptying himself into the confines of the condom.
Brian waited for his own tremors to subside and for Justin to relax, before he pulled out completely. Justin pushed himself up and turned around to plant an open-mouthed kiss on Brian’s lips. He reached down and pulled the condom off of Brian’s spent cock, discarding it. He pressed another kiss on Brian’s chest, near his heart, before bending down to collect the discarded clothes.
He turned to look at Brian who was watching mesmerized as the rain slowly washed away the last of Justin’s cum off of the ‘Vette’s dark green surface.
“Why didn’t you park in the garage in the first place?” Justin asked him.
Brian twisted his head, gave Justin an amused smirk then walked by him towards the main entrance, not bothering to answer with words. Justin smiled in response and followed him inside.
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