Chapter 22

“Brian? Brian? Wake up... shhhhh, it's me... Justin... wake up... it's just a nightmare...”

Brian tried to open his eyes, but couldn't. They felt like dead weights and just wouldn't follow his command to open. He felt himself twist and turn in the bed and for a second wondered why he would be twisting and turning to begin with. Not able to find an explanation, he frowned some more when he heard that voice speak to him again.

“Shhhh, it's okay, Brian... come back... wake up... it's alright... you're safe... I am here... It's me, Justin.”

Justin? Why was Justin in his bedroom? That didn't make sense. Brian forced himself even more to wake up and felt relieved when his eyes finally followed his command and slowly opened. He frowned when he didn't recognise his surroundings and looked around frantically, until his eyes settled on blue eyes that looked down on him in concern from the side of the bed.

“Hey, there you are... it's alright. Everything is okay... I am here,” Justin said again and again, trying to smile as encouragingly as he could. “I am here...”

Brian settled on Justin's eyes and focused on what the younger man was saying. He might not be able to make sense of a lot of things, but at least he could always make sense of Justin.

“Where...am...I?”

“You're in my house. The guestroom. It's Gus' birthday, remember? You stayed over to help with the party,” Justin explained calmly, now slowly coming closer and handing Brian a glass of water he had gotten from the night table. “Here, drink this. Your throat must hurt.”

Brian slowly sat up and took the glass from Justin. He was right, his throat was hurting, though Brian didn't really know why it would. He had felt just fine when he had gone to bed. He took some sips before he handed the glass back to Justin. “Thanks.”

The younger man nodded, then put the glass back on the night table. “Are you okay? You gave me quite a fright.”

Brian frowned, still feeling confused and disoriented. What was Justin talking about? The confusion must have shown on his face because Justin went on speaking.

“You had a nightmare, Brian. You were twisting and turning and screaming...”

Brian frowned some more, not able to remember anything of what Justin had just said. A nightmare? Why couldn't he remember that? Usually he remembered his nightmares in great detail, so they could haunt him even after he had woken up, but now he had no recollection at all. Just that familiar sense of confusion and a sore throat.

“The boys?” Brian asked after a couple of seconds of trying to make sense of what Justin was saying. It was Gus' birthday and he had some friends over for a sleepover. If he had really been screaming like Justin had said, what if the boys had noticed?

“Don't worry, they are still watching that horror movie downstairs at top volume. They probably wouldn't even hear the house breaking down over all that noise,” Justin explained and now that Brian tried to focus on it, he could actually hear the sound of a TV and laughter coming from downstairs.

Brian nodded, then threw back the covers and sat on the side of the bed, taking some deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

“You okay?” Justin asked carefully, before he sat down as well, making sure to leave quite some space between himself and Brian. He knew from his own experience that it was too early for touches or close contact. Especially between the two of them.

“Yeah,” Brian said slowly, before he hung his head in his hands. “Fuck...,” he whispered after some seconds making Justin look at him sadly.

“It's okay,” Justin started, but stopped when Brian turned to him and glared at him.

“Okay, my ass. You're probably already getting that lawyer of yours ready for another round because I had another nightmare.”

“Brian,” Justin started, but was interrupted by the older man right away.

“You were probably just waiting for this to happen. Are you happy now?” Brian's voice grew more and more agitated as he spoke. “Are you happy now?”

Justin shook his head. “No...”

“Whatever...” Brian got up from the bed and went to grab the pair of jeans he had worn earlier.

“What are you doing?” Justin asked, watching Brian in confusion.

“I am leaving. That way you won't have to throw me out and tell me to my face what a danger I am to my own son,” Brian spat as he angrily put on the jeans.

“Don't,” Justin said silently, but Brian hadn't heard him, too caught up in his own anger. As the older man grabbed the shirt he had been wearing earlier, Justin made his way over and stilled Brian's movements with his own hands. “Stop!”

“Why? To give you the pleasure of ripping me a new one? Don't worry, I still know the drill from last time.”

“Stay,” Justin whispered, looking up at Brian's stormy hazel eyes from sad blue ones. “Please.”

“Why?” Brian asked, not quite sure that he wanted to know the answer. He was sure it would be some new plan of Justin's to punish him for this nightmare. Justin's reply therefore caught him by surprise.

“Because I want to make you feel better,” the younger man whispered, before closing the distance between them and starting to kiss Brian's mouth.

At first Brian was unresponsive and ready to bolt, but the longer Justin kissed him, the weaker his resolve grew. He had always been powerless when it came to Justin and this time was no exception. Knowing that once again his body was making the decisions for him, not his head, he finally gave in and kissed Justin back.

Their kiss quickly intensified and they both started moaning into the kiss.

“Let me make you feel better, please,” Justin whispered into the kiss, never breaking his contact with Brian's mouth.

As much as Brian had wanted to run earlier, as much as his head still told him to get out of there and run, his body was powerless and just kissed Justin back, that way giving the younger man the answer that he had waited for.

Justin started running his hands over Brian's chest, playfully teasing his nipples as he made his way down. He smiled into the kiss when he felt Brian's hands travel down his backside and settle on his ass. Brian had always loved his ass. It seemed like that much hadn't changed.

When they broke apart breathlessly, their gazes met.

“Don't think. Just feel,” Justin said, still running his hands over Brian's chest. He could feel a slight hesitation in the older man, but smiled when after several seconds Brian nodded.

Justin then closed the distance again and their mouths started a new kiss right away. While they were kissing Brian's hands slipped inside Justin's briefs and now squeezed the round globes of his ass which made Justin gasp into the kiss. “Yeah...more...”

Trying not to get lost in the feeling of Brian's hands on his ass, Justin tried to focus on his own hands and led them down to the older man's jeans. He slowly unbuttoned them, then started pushing them down.

When Brian froze, Justin wondered if he had gone too far and had been too bold. “Just want to make you feel good,” he whispered, never breaking the kiss between them. “You deserve to feel good.”

After the longest five seconds of his life, Brian finally responded again and started kissing him back again.

Justin took that as the okay to go on and pushed down the jeans further. He helped Brian to step out of them, then guided the taller man to the bed, carefully pushing him down onto it.

When Brian lay on the bed, Justin carefully lay down next to him, still kissing him, still touching him.

“I love you,” he whispered as he broke the kiss, looking at Brian from shining, lust-filled eyes.

Justin could see the war that was raging in Brian's head, could see it in his eyes and gently ran his hands through the auburn hair of the man he loved so much. “Let's not think tonight. Let's just enjoy this. Please.”

He knew that he was begging, but he didn't care. He wanted this. He had wanted it for almost seven years now. And damn if he would allow Brian's head to stop them from doing this. For once in his life he hoped that Brian would just follow his feelings instead of his mind.

“Please,” he whispered again and he nearly cried in relief when he saw the moment that Brian had made the decision to go on. He saw him nod in agreement and gave the man his best sunshine smile before he leaned in once again to close the distance between them in another passionate kiss.

This time Justin knew that they would go through with what they had started because he knew that Brian was now acting on feelings alone and had turned off his thoughts. He felt it in the way his hands went all over Justin's backside, settled on his ass once more and then pulled down his boxers.

They both knew this dance so well, it was as familiar to them as getting dressed in the morning and they both knew each step by heart. Now their bodies had taken over control of the situation, tuning out their minds for the moment.

Justin gasped when he felt one of Brian's fingers start exploring his hole and he was ready to cry in ecstasy when Brian started preparing him for what he had longed for for years. This was it. It was finally going to happen and Justin felt like crying from the happiness of it all. Instead he focused on making this as good for Brian as he could, because he had meant what he had said earlier. He wanted to make Brian feel better. He wanted to make him feel good. If anyone deserved to feel good, it was Brian.

He ran his own hands over Brian's chest, gently caressing his nipples as their kiss never broke. After several minutes of making Brian gasp he finally let go off the nipples and moved his hands all over Brian's chest and his stomach and towards his treasure trail. He gently took off Brian's briefs, then reached for his penis. When his hands closed around it, he felt happier than he had in months and his heart jumped in delight when Brian gasped into the kiss breathlessly.

They messed around like that for a while, before Brian pulled back from the kiss. For a second Justin was scared that maybe Brian's mind had won against his feelings, but he was glad when he found out that it wasn't like that.

“Supplies?” Brian just said, looking at the younger man, who nodded immediately.

Justin quickly got up, went into his bedroom and returned within seconds with lube and condoms.

They were both rock-hard by now and had painful erections.

“You're beautiful,” Brian said as Justin made his way back into the room and even though he felt like a school girl, Justin couldn't help but blush at Brian's words.

“And you're hot,” Justin whispered, before he closed the distance between them and started kissing the older man again. “So hot...”

As they kept kissing, Brian started spreading the lube on his fingers. He urged Justin to lay down on his back, which the younger man did immediately. They were still kissing as Brian started to properly prepare Justin, first entering one finger into his tight hole, then a second and later a third.

The whole time Justin kept moaning in ecstasy, running his hands all over Brian's body, touching him wherever he could.

“You ready?” Brian asked after several minutes of preparation and Justin nodded eargerly when he knew that he was. And even if he weren't, he couldn't wait any longer. He needed Brian to make love to him. He needed Brian's dick up his ass and he needed it now.

Brian put himself into position, claiming Justin's lips in another kiss as he pushed in. Partly because he wanted to keep kissing those luscious lips and partly because he wanted to drown out any sound Justin might make. It wouldn't do for Gus and his friends to notice what they were doing up here.

The moment Brian slid in, he felt like he had come home. He felt complete again and for several seconds he just enjoyed the feeling. He didn't move, he didn't even kiss Justin, he just enjoyed this moment of feeling complete again for the first time in years.

“Brian?” Justin's voice interrupted his thoughts and Brian frowned when he saw shining blue eyes look up at him in concern. Which was quite the comical image really as Justin was crying at the same time.

“Fuck,” Brian muttered, ready to pull out again, fearing that he might have hurt Justin when he had entered him.

“Stay,” the younger man whispered, as he closed his own legs around Brian's back, pulling him closer and effectively stopping him from pulling out. More tears left his eyes and Brian felt utterly confused by the sight in front of him.

“Feels so good,” Justin whispered, a huge sunshine smile now spreading on his face.

Brian relaxed when he saw the smile and couldn't help but smile a bit himself. It did feel good. Justin was right about that.

They stayed like that for several minutes, their gazes never breaking, their eyes holding a silent conversation on their own, without any words needed. When they both felt that they were ready, they nodded and smiled.

Brian then started to move, building up a steady rhythm of pounding into Justin's ass. The younger man met each thrust with his hips and soon after they were both panting breathlessly and moaning in the ecstasy of it all.

Not surprisingly, neither of them lasted long, too overcome by their emotions to really make this coupling last.

Justin felt his orgasm built and started meeting Brian's thrusts even more enthusiastically, before his seed finally burst from his dick and spread over his stomach and Brian's. Brian followed suit only seconds later, emptying his seed into the condom with a loud groan.

When he was done empyting his seed, Brian collapsed onto Justin's body, allowing the younger man to wrap his arms around him and hold him close.

No words were spoken as their bodies had done all the talking that was needed.

Justin wrapped his arms around Brian's body, holding the man securely in place and he couldn't help but smile to himself in absolute happiness when he felt Brian's breathing calm down and eventually felt the older man fall asleep in his arms, his penis still buried inside of Justin.