"A GOOD NIGHT
TITLE: "A GOOD NIGHT"
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: bigj52 HUGS TO YOU!!!!
TIMELINE: 4 years Post-513.
WORD COUNT: 1532 words.
WARNING: NC-17.
DISCLAIMER: Brian/Justin and QAF are not my property. They are creations of COWLIP and ShowTime.
SYNOPSIS: Topping Brian...
A/N: For sodoesrachael who has been really, really patient with me... Please enjoy... Especially written for the 2010 qaf_giftxchnge.
"A GOOD NIGHT"
By Doppelganger
Justin punched in the code to unlock the loft’s door. Since New York City, he thought he’d never be this busy. He was wrong, of course. Almost four years in the ‘Big Apple’ and now he was back in Pittsburgh with a successful name as an artist and exhibits to go with that. You could be an artist in Pittsburgh and be successful - he knew that now, of course. He enjoyed the fast life of New York but eventually grew tired of it, especially because he was far away from family and friends. And he missed Brian way too much. Weekly visits didn’t suffice; instead, it made him yearn for the man more and more.
He closed and locked the door before taking his light jacket off. He dropped it on the floor together with his messenger bag; he felt exhausted. He was just back from an exhibit by an artist he would be working with this coming summer. The exhibit was very successful. The attendance was spectacular and he thought that the whole experience was intense because he mingled with familiar faces. It was his town, and those people who were there tonight at the exhibit were people of his town. The same ones who would be viewing his work very soon. The thought made him ecstatic. He was happy. And it would have been complete if Brian was there as well. But Brian had to work late. And although Brian didn’t give him vocal assurance, he knew that the man would’ve been there with him tonight if it was at all possible.
He was a little disappointed but he understood. Brian had always supported and encouraged him. The man had always been there for him, especially in the darkest time of his life. He knew his place in Brian’s life and he couldn’t ask for more.
So he attended the exhibit and decided that he’d stay at the loft tonight then go back home to the manor the following morning. It was too late to travel and he was very tired and a little bit drunk. He should have called Brian but then he decided not to because he was probably already sleeping.
He thought he should go to sleep himself as well but felt he needed to re-hydrate so he walked to the kitchen to get an ice-cold bottle of water from the fridge. As the cool water slid down his throat, refreshing him, he looked over to the bedroom and realized that the lights were on. He frowned but was very much aware that he wasn’t worried or scared. He placed the half-full bottle of water on the counter and quietly walked to the bedroom. His right hand absentmindedly ran through his blond locks as he stood at the bottom of the platform bed. And there, his eyes fell on Brian who was obviously sleeping. The man’s body was covered with their royal blue silk sheets and on one side of the bed was a pile of paperwork. Brian was on his stomach, his magnificent limbs beautifully and almost artistically sprawled over the bed; legs wide apart and arms above his head.
Justin could hear the man’s level breathing, indicating Brian’s deep sleep. His blue eyes wandered from Brian’s broad shoulders to his sculpted arms resting over his dark head. The outline of Brian’s naked ass could be clearly made out through the material of the sheets: Brian was not wearing anything. His right hand moved from his head to his crotch, feeling his instant hard-on. He rubbed his cock under his denim jeans, his eyes fixed on Brian’s god-like physique. He then took his shirt off followed by his jeans, leaving on his underwear which barely hid his stiff member. He carefully and quietly climbed on the bed, not wanting to wake Brian up. His pale hand touched the naked skin on Brian’s back; the man’s darker skin looked incredible against his lighter complexion. He moved his face closer to Brian’s exposed neck - he smelled the man. Then he decided he wanted to taste Brian as well. He lowered his mouth onto Brian’s shoulder and kissed it lightly...
His hand felt, rubbed the top and center of Brian’s back then slowly moved to the man’s upper backside. It was so tempting… And in one quick delicate move, he pulled off the silky sheets that covered Brian’s parts that he lusted to explore more. He licked his lips; his finger traced sweet little circles on Brian’s ass cheeks; the man moved slightly. Brian’s ass was hairless; smooth and soft to his touch. He lowered his mouth and softly sank his teeth into Brian’s exposed flesh. Brian again moved but didn’t wake up. He wondered if Brian had been drinking as well. He then replaced his teeth with his tongue; tasting, licking. His tongue moved to Brian’s crack, teasing, testing to see if Brian would wake up. Brian lay still. He continued licking Brian; his palms spread his cheeks.
Justin? Brian moaned his name. Brian was finally awake. What are you doing? Brian’s voice was hoarse.
He didn’t respond and kept licking instead. Brian’s voice was confused but without protest... So he licked and licked-- Brian’s hole, Brian’s balls. And Brian didn’t stop him. The man released a sigh he knew very well: Brian was very turned on.
He grinned when Brian raised his ass. Closer to his face now, he had a good view of Brian’s stiff cock. Brian was enjoying his tongue judging by the man’s loud moans.
He inserted the tip of his tongue in Brian’s entrance. His hole puckered. More moaning. He decided he wanted to see Brian’s hole stretch. He placed a finger in the opening and gently pushed it in; Brian groaned louder this time. His finger slipped in and out of Brian’s body accompanied by his slick, warm tongue. Brian backed up on his finger.
Fuck...
You like that? He asked.
Ahhhhh… Was Brian’s reply.
He pulled his finger out of Brian’s hole and took off the only piece of clothing he had on, revealing his thick cock. It sprung out proudly as he grabbed the lube and a condom from the night table drawer.
He needed to fuck.
Experiencing once how it was to be inside Brian was exquisite. Thinking about it almost made him come right there and then. His hands shook a little as he put the condom on; he couldn’t contain his excitement as he lubed up Brian who released hypnotic moans. He slipped a couple of fingers inside Brian, stretching him wider, making the brunet ready for his cock. And when his fingers slipped out of Brian, he finally heard a protest. Brian looked back at him, dark hair almost covered the man’s eyes but he didn’t fail to read the message Brian sent: Fuck me.
He needed no more encouragement. He positioned his hard cock between Brian’s crack. Slowly slipping in, he found that although well lubricated and ready, Brian was still very, very tight. He slowed himself, afraid to hurt Brian but Brian’s tight ass around his shaft felt so damn good...
He pushed in a little bit more until his head was completely inside Brian. Brian’s grasp on the pillow tightened…
He pushed an inch more; a loud, uncomfortable moan.
A bit more; Brian’s breathing became labored.
And when he was completely inside Brian, he remained still, just feeling.
What do you want ? He whispered to Brian.
Silence…
Brian raised his hips to him, pushing back against his groin, deepening their connection.
Fuck me… A sigh followed.
He started pumping; he controlled his breathing and made short, gentle thrusts into Brian.
Ahhhh, yes… Brian moaned.
He held onto Brian’s hips and let his cock slide all the way out and then all the way inside the brunet. Long, gentle strokes that drove them both insane with lust.
Long, gentle strokes over and over... He didn’t think he was gonna last.
Then his gentle strokes turned to hard fucking that pushed Brian hard on the bed. He reached around Brian’s waist only to find out Brian was vigorously jerking himself off. This sent him to the edge. Placing his hand in the middle of Brian’s back, he pushed harder and harder, stretching Brian’s body with his intense fucking. Their rhythm united; pushing and backing up, again and again until he felt his balls tighten. He reached for Brian’s neck, wrapping his hand around it, as if to hold Brian in place as he pumped into the brunet as hard as ever. And with each thrust, he spilled himself inside Brian, moaning the man’s name as he came. Seconds later, Brian was backing up harder against his groin as the man himself reached climax. He gently pulled out and then fell on top of Brian, exhausted and very well satisfied. Brian then easily manoeuvred their bodies so that he was wrapped in Brian’s arms.
He looked up, meeting Brian’s kiss. He could clearly see Brian’s hazel eyes and they were smiling at him.
“So,” Brian started, “I’m taking it that you had a good time tonight?” Then the man rolled his lips inside his mouth.
“That’s an understatement...” He grinned widely, once again kissing Brian.
-FIN-
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: bigj52 HUGS TO YOU!!!!
TIMELINE: 4 years Post-513.
WORD COUNT: 1532 words.
WARNING: NC-17.
DISCLAIMER: Brian/Justin and QAF are not my property. They are creations of COWLIP and ShowTime.
SYNOPSIS: Topping Brian...
A/N: For sodoesrachael who has been really, really patient with me... Please enjoy... Especially written for the 2010 qaf_giftxchnge.
"A GOOD NIGHT"
By Doppelganger
Justin punched in the code to unlock the loft’s door. Since New York City, he thought he’d never be this busy. He was wrong, of course. Almost four years in the ‘Big Apple’ and now he was back in Pittsburgh with a successful name as an artist and exhibits to go with that. You could be an artist in Pittsburgh and be successful - he knew that now, of course. He enjoyed the fast life of New York but eventually grew tired of it, especially because he was far away from family and friends. And he missed Brian way too much. Weekly visits didn’t suffice; instead, it made him yearn for the man more and more.
He closed and locked the door before taking his light jacket off. He dropped it on the floor together with his messenger bag; he felt exhausted. He was just back from an exhibit by an artist he would be working with this coming summer. The exhibit was very successful. The attendance was spectacular and he thought that the whole experience was intense because he mingled with familiar faces. It was his town, and those people who were there tonight at the exhibit were people of his town. The same ones who would be viewing his work very soon. The thought made him ecstatic. He was happy. And it would have been complete if Brian was there as well. But Brian had to work late. And although Brian didn’t give him vocal assurance, he knew that the man would’ve been there with him tonight if it was at all possible.
He was a little disappointed but he understood. Brian had always supported and encouraged him. The man had always been there for him, especially in the darkest time of his life. He knew his place in Brian’s life and he couldn’t ask for more.
So he attended the exhibit and decided that he’d stay at the loft tonight then go back home to the manor the following morning. It was too late to travel and he was very tired and a little bit drunk. He should have called Brian but then he decided not to because he was probably already sleeping.
He thought he should go to sleep himself as well but felt he needed to re-hydrate so he walked to the kitchen to get an ice-cold bottle of water from the fridge. As the cool water slid down his throat, refreshing him, he looked over to the bedroom and realized that the lights were on. He frowned but was very much aware that he wasn’t worried or scared. He placed the half-full bottle of water on the counter and quietly walked to the bedroom. His right hand absentmindedly ran through his blond locks as he stood at the bottom of the platform bed. And there, his eyes fell on Brian who was obviously sleeping. The man’s body was covered with their royal blue silk sheets and on one side of the bed was a pile of paperwork. Brian was on his stomach, his magnificent limbs beautifully and almost artistically sprawled over the bed; legs wide apart and arms above his head.
Justin could hear the man’s level breathing, indicating Brian’s deep sleep. His blue eyes wandered from Brian’s broad shoulders to his sculpted arms resting over his dark head. The outline of Brian’s naked ass could be clearly made out through the material of the sheets: Brian was not wearing anything. His right hand moved from his head to his crotch, feeling his instant hard-on. He rubbed his cock under his denim jeans, his eyes fixed on Brian’s god-like physique. He then took his shirt off followed by his jeans, leaving on his underwear which barely hid his stiff member. He carefully and quietly climbed on the bed, not wanting to wake Brian up. His pale hand touched the naked skin on Brian’s back; the man’s darker skin looked incredible against his lighter complexion. He moved his face closer to Brian’s exposed neck - he smelled the man. Then he decided he wanted to taste Brian as well. He lowered his mouth onto Brian’s shoulder and kissed it lightly...
His hand felt, rubbed the top and center of Brian’s back then slowly moved to the man’s upper backside. It was so tempting… And in one quick delicate move, he pulled off the silky sheets that covered Brian’s parts that he lusted to explore more. He licked his lips; his finger traced sweet little circles on Brian’s ass cheeks; the man moved slightly. Brian’s ass was hairless; smooth and soft to his touch. He lowered his mouth and softly sank his teeth into Brian’s exposed flesh. Brian again moved but didn’t wake up. He wondered if Brian had been drinking as well. He then replaced his teeth with his tongue; tasting, licking. His tongue moved to Brian’s crack, teasing, testing to see if Brian would wake up. Brian lay still. He continued licking Brian; his palms spread his cheeks.
Justin? Brian moaned his name. Brian was finally awake. What are you doing? Brian’s voice was hoarse.
He didn’t respond and kept licking instead. Brian’s voice was confused but without protest... So he licked and licked-- Brian’s hole, Brian’s balls. And Brian didn’t stop him. The man released a sigh he knew very well: Brian was very turned on.
He grinned when Brian raised his ass. Closer to his face now, he had a good view of Brian’s stiff cock. Brian was enjoying his tongue judging by the man’s loud moans.
He inserted the tip of his tongue in Brian’s entrance. His hole puckered. More moaning. He decided he wanted to see Brian’s hole stretch. He placed a finger in the opening and gently pushed it in; Brian groaned louder this time. His finger slipped in and out of Brian’s body accompanied by his slick, warm tongue. Brian backed up on his finger.
Fuck...
You like that? He asked.
Ahhhhh… Was Brian’s reply.
He pulled his finger out of Brian’s hole and took off the only piece of clothing he had on, revealing his thick cock. It sprung out proudly as he grabbed the lube and a condom from the night table drawer.
He needed to fuck.
Experiencing once how it was to be inside Brian was exquisite. Thinking about it almost made him come right there and then. His hands shook a little as he put the condom on; he couldn’t contain his excitement as he lubed up Brian who released hypnotic moans. He slipped a couple of fingers inside Brian, stretching him wider, making the brunet ready for his cock. And when his fingers slipped out of Brian, he finally heard a protest. Brian looked back at him, dark hair almost covered the man’s eyes but he didn’t fail to read the message Brian sent: Fuck me.
He needed no more encouragement. He positioned his hard cock between Brian’s crack. Slowly slipping in, he found that although well lubricated and ready, Brian was still very, very tight. He slowed himself, afraid to hurt Brian but Brian’s tight ass around his shaft felt so damn good...
He pushed in a little bit more until his head was completely inside Brian. Brian’s grasp on the pillow tightened…
He pushed an inch more; a loud, uncomfortable moan.
A bit more; Brian’s breathing became labored.
And when he was completely inside Brian, he remained still, just feeling.
What do you want ? He whispered to Brian.
Silence…
Brian raised his hips to him, pushing back against his groin, deepening their connection.
Fuck me… A sigh followed.
He started pumping; he controlled his breathing and made short, gentle thrusts into Brian.
Ahhhh, yes… Brian moaned.
He held onto Brian’s hips and let his cock slide all the way out and then all the way inside the brunet. Long, gentle strokes that drove them both insane with lust.
Long, gentle strokes over and over... He didn’t think he was gonna last.
Then his gentle strokes turned to hard fucking that pushed Brian hard on the bed. He reached around Brian’s waist only to find out Brian was vigorously jerking himself off. This sent him to the edge. Placing his hand in the middle of Brian’s back, he pushed harder and harder, stretching Brian’s body with his intense fucking. Their rhythm united; pushing and backing up, again and again until he felt his balls tighten. He reached for Brian’s neck, wrapping his hand around it, as if to hold Brian in place as he pumped into the brunet as hard as ever. And with each thrust, he spilled himself inside Brian, moaning the man’s name as he came. Seconds later, Brian was backing up harder against his groin as the man himself reached climax. He gently pulled out and then fell on top of Brian, exhausted and very well satisfied. Brian then easily manoeuvred their bodies so that he was wrapped in Brian’s arms.
He looked up, meeting Brian’s kiss. He could clearly see Brian’s hazel eyes and they were smiling at him.
“So,” Brian started, “I’m taking it that you had a good time tonight?” Then the man rolled his lips inside his mouth.
“That’s an understatement...” He grinned widely, once again kissing Brian.
-FIN-