Brian tore at the shirt that still clung to his skin; his eyes were fiercely attached to the expanding chest of the beautiful blond standing nervously, yet clearly aroused before him. He wanted him so fucking much. In his haste to achieve a skin-on-skin sensation, the buttons on his 600-dollar Armani shirt popped off, the fabric slightly tearing beneath the pressure. Giving it only a brief look of regret, Brian tossed it far behind him, shrugging as he determined that loss was far worth speeding the process of what he was about to gain.

Justin gasped at the almost savage movement of the dominating man that was soon to be his lover. He swallowed nervously, uncertain of what to do or say next. Clearly, he was out of his element with this man... and yet, he was loving every moment of it. Determined to continue affecting his own air of nonchalance, although he felt anything but that, Justin arched a brow as he looked at the tattered, and clearly expensive article of clothing. "Now, that's a shame..." Justin mockingly observed, his eyes on the ripped shirt... and not the man who was barely keeping his control in check.

"I don't give a damn about the shirt. I have a dozen others... not to mention the fact - I can get more." Brian's eyes were blazing as they slid over Justin's naked perfection, his hands quickly making work of joining his state of undress. He had never so desperately wanted to feel his body pressed up against another - unfettered, nothing but flesh-on-flesh. Brian removed everything until he was as naked as the day he was born, a knowing glint in his eyes as he watched Justin's eyes widen and move hungrily over him. "See something you like, Taylor?"

Shrugging, pretending to be only moderately impressed, yet knowing he probably failed miserably, Justin returned blandly, "I guess you're not too bad..."

"Not too bad..." Brian mused, flecks of amusement in his eyes. Justin didn't fool him for a moment; nor could anything detract from the rise of the blond's cock. Justin wanted him... and Brian knew he had never anticipated a possession more than this one. His body naked, and now hungry to feel Justin against him, Brian grabbed Justin's arm, gently pulling him over to the luxurious king-size bed, only pausing to pull the bedding down, before pushing Justin onto the firm, yet cushioned bed.

Justin's breath hitched at the contrasting feel of the soft, coolness of the bed against his back when compared to the hot, and very hard man pressing him into the mattress. Fuck, he felt so damned good. Justin's breath completely lodged in his throat when Brian went on the aggressive, grasping both of his wrists in his hands, and extending them high above his head. Was he going to restrain him to the bed? As he was devoured by Brian's possessive gaze, Justin's cock twitched at the feel of Brian above him, in addition to the unmasked desire clearly defining Brian's face.

Brian raised Justin's arms to recline on each side of his pillow; he managed him firmly, and with a pressure that he knew would be comfortable for Justin, yet clearly restraining him. He had never loved having power over a man as much as he did Justin. Brian thought it would lessen after this first time... and yet, as he committed each perfect feature of Justin's face to memory, he couldn't help but think everything about how he lived his life - with other men in particular - was about to be redefined with his full knowledge of this man. "You are so fucking hot..." Brian rasped, as his hips moved against Justin's, their cocks equally hard and needy, brushing against the other. "I am going to fuck you so hard." Brian's eyes were glittering in lust when he closed the distance and smashed his lips against Justin's. Those lips tempted him like none other. Every taste of Justin only made him crave more. Brian knew he wouldn't be satisfied until he acquired the full meal; he wasn't even sure he would be satisfied then.

A deep, needful moan ripped from Justin's throat as Brian breathed just long enough before rejoining their lips more intimately together; Brian's tongue aggressively sweeping inside. Justin had no problem in responding, and acquiescing to that deeper form of a kiss. He wanted it badly. His lips parted under the driving pressure of Brian's tongue, his own tongue sliding out to sinuously wrap around Brian's. Justin groaned as Brian maintained his grasp on his arms; his hips urgently rising up to move against Brian's. He wasn't sure that he wouldn't come just from this kiss, and the friction of their naked bodies virtually grinding against the other.

His tongue wrapping, and sliding along Justin's, Brian felt his chest expanding as his breathing came more erratically, his cock leaking as it rubbed intimately and determinedly against Justin's. He was exhilarated by the feel of Justin's raging hard-on. No matter what his hot little blond said - he wanted him badly. Brian intended to fully capitalize on that want. Not only today... but for many days and nights to come. As his hips slammed against Justin's, Brian knew neither of them would last for another more intimate possession. They both needed release now. Slowly, and sensuously, Brian released his tight grip on Justin's wrists, sliding his hands down Justin's arms, lightly trailing them along his sides, not stopping until they settled on Justin's hips.

Justin didn't waste the opportunity. Almost instantly, his hands reached out to clasp tightly onto Brian's hips, his cock leaking and throbbing against the one that was so urgently seeking out his own. Gasping for breath, Justin brokenly pleaded - "B-Brian... please."

A husky, and completely carnal laugh tumbled from Brian's throat. Fuck, this boy was amazing, he thought. He had never desired anyone like him. It was impossible to lose that thought from his mind. Over and over it hammered at him. His lack of control would normally be alarming to him... but he couldn't think about that right now. All that mattered in this instant was possessing this man. The rest would need to be worked out over time. Reluctantly pulling his lips free, Brian's eyes were almost black in his lust, as they drilled into Justin's swollen lips, before sweeping up to view the almost painful need in Justin's eyes - a need that he knew to be fully reciprocated in him.

"We won't last, Justin." Brian's voice was a deep, and soft-spoken rasp. "Move your hips against mine." Brian began to increase his movements, a moan tearing from his throat each time the friction brushed their cocks more tightly together. "Come just like this, Justin. Right now!"

A deep and far-reaching groan fell from the depths of Justin's throat. Fuck! This felt so good. The heat of their cocks rubbing together; they didn't even need to use their hands to guide them. Everything Brian did to him felt both hot and perfect. There weren't any lingering doubts remaining. Justin knew he wouldn't be able to resist anything Brian wanted. His body belonged to Brian - at least on this night. The money had very little to do with the outcome. The passion that burned between them was what kept pushing him forward. At this moment - nothing else existed for him.

Justin knew he couldn't resist it... and without a doubt - he couldn't resist this man. He began to pant as his hips bucked upwards to meet Brian's downward thrusting. He had never thought of such an act being so hot; Justin began to realize that every act would be when under the hands of this mesmerizing, and overtly sexual man. Just as he was about to come, Brian's lips closed over his again, effectively swallowing the breathless moans that passed through his lips. Justin could feel Brian pounding out his release, his own mouth devouring the growls that seemed to be suctioned from his throat, just as intensely as the spurting that now flowed from each of their mutually needy cocks.

Brian growled as his tongue traced along Justin's lips. Despite the toe-curling release that had just coursed through him, almost instantly, his cock twitched... the vibration of Justin's lower body being all the enticement he needed. He pulled his lips free, his mouth scorching down the side of Justin's neck, desperate to explore everything with this man, and yet, knowing one desire reigned pre-dominant. Everything else would need to wait until that urgent need had been fulfilled. His lips latched onto Justin's ear, his tongue moving hotly around the outer edges; Brian's voice was husky and full of his burning need, when he spoke, "That was hot. I can only imagine how much hotter your ass will feel around my dick."

A groan was Justin's lone answer. The mixture of the meaning behind the spoken words, and the desire in Brian's voice had Justin's mostly replete cock awakening to life once more. Justin couldn't look away from the heat, and determination in Brian's eyes. On every form of scale that could be used for measurement, Brian was the hottest, and the most outspoken man he had ever met. There wasn't a doubt that a man always knew where he stood with Brian Kinney. Subtlety was not one of Brian's many attributes. Justin found himself admiring that quality. Although Brian's blatant and entirely direct approach wasn't what one could deem as expected or proper, one thing was clear - it was honest. Even in the slight haze of his fulfilled, and renewing desire - Justin couldn't help but to acknowledge that. Justin continued to be rendered speechless when he watched Brian reaching out to his bedside table, his hand coming away with the necessities of the next step that they were both more than ready to take.

Rising up on his knees, Brian pumped his cock into fullness, before sliding the condom onto his needy dick; Brian's eyes remained on Justin's attentive expression all through his required preparation. Brian popped open the lid on the small bottle of lube, before he generously coated his sheathed cock, making certain to keep enough on his fingers to ease the stretching his inexperienced lover would need. Lust fully glittered in Brian's eyes as he slid one lubed finger into Justin's tender opening. His nostrils flared as he began to get acquainted with the tightness that he instinctively knew would be the sweetest place his cock had ever explored. He couldn't fucking wait. Brian growled as Justin's back arched, his slight movement already pulling his finger deeper. Going slowly with Justin was the most difficult thing he had ever done. At this moment, he wasn't certain how long he would last. "Be still..." Brian hissed, another finger joining alongside the first. "We need to take this nice and easy."

Justin moaned as he felt the two fingers moving inside him. He felt so full... but he knew this was nothing in comparison to how Brian's cock would feel slamming into him. What Brian was doing to him now had him clenching the sheets beneath him. He wanted more. The more in question was very clear. He wanted Brian! Justin's breathing began to hitch when Brian's fingers moved even deeper, a slight burn and pulling sensation making the process almost bittersweet. But he wanted it. "B-Brian. Please! I'm ready..."

A sigh of regret slid from Brian's lips. "No, Justin. Sadly, you're not. But it won't be too much longer."

Sweat beaded on his brow as his head arched back, his eyes helplessly on Brian's telling expression. He couldn't mistake the lust on Brian's face... and yet, there was something else. A protective quality was somehow emanating from him; Justin felt he was losing his mind with such a thought, but it was pouring from Brian as his darkened hazel eyes cautiously took in Justin's every response to his ministrations. This man that appeared to be uncaring on the surface, was in his opinion, anything but that. When his mind was clearer, he hoped to think about that more. But for now, all he wanted was this man. Justin bit at his lip when he felt a third finger joining in the foray, a gasp that was derived from pure need shot from him when Brian began to scissor him apart more fully.

"Fuck. I want you..." Brian rasped, his eyes darkening even further. His cock throbbed as he continued to prepare his young lover. The preparation was nearly complete. Soon, his cock would be inside this man that had obsessed him from the first moment he'd laid eyes on him; Brian couldn't fail but to recognize that his obsession could be far from over. Reaching down with his free hand, he guided one of Justin's legs upwards. "Place your legs on my shoulders. It's time..."

Justin swallowed nervously... but immediately complied. Face-to-face? He hadn't expected that. For some reason, it seemed more intimate to him. He wasn't sure why, but he had the feeling Brian didn't normally choose this position. Even though he knew Brian had been easing him long as gently as he was capable of doing, he couldn't help a vulnerable entreaty... unaware of how that more innocent side of him made the predatory man burn in a desire to possess him. "Remember... take it easy. Okay?"

Brian leaned down to briefly brush his lips across Justin's. The want was fully exchanged in the kiss, but it was also one of reassurance. Brian had every intention of taking care of his hot new possession, and in ways that the blond couldn't begin to understand. Pulling his fingers from within him, Brian lined his cock up; Justin couldn't be more prepared than he was right now. And Brian wasn't certain he could wait any longer. "Relax..." he whispered, his tongue outlining Justin's lips, his mouth moving hungrily and thoroughly over the full and luscious lips. He pulled his lips free, his body firmly in position; Brian wanted to be looking into Justin's eyes as he took him. There wouldn't be a doubt as to where, and to who he belonged. "Keep your eyes on me, and most of all, breathe through it. I want you to always remember this, Justin. A bit of pain at first... but it will open you up to an amazing world of pleasure." Brian's cock slid into his blond beauty as he spoke the words, his desire to mark his possession warring with his need to make this a special memory for Justin. This beautiful boy deserved such consideration. He only hoped he could give him that.

Justin immediately tensed when he felt Brian's cock slicing forward. It hurt. Fuck. It really fucking hurt! "B-Brian... I'm not sure I can do this..."

"Shhh..." Brian whispered, the predatory beast in him being instantly outmaneuvered by the part of him that he hadn't realized had existed - the man that wanted this to be good for Justin, in essence, the man that for some reason wanted to protect him as well. "Breathe in and out, Justin. I'll go slow." Brian watched Justin's face closely for any unreasonable signs of distress; remaining still within his hot, and utterly welcome channel was the most difficult act of self-restraint he had ever endeavored to achieve. Relieved that the discomfort was beginning to lessen, Brian told him, "Push against me, Justin. Push like you are trying to force me out." Brian knew that would ease his entry; the sooner he was fully seated within Justin, the more quickly his adjustment would be complete. Remaining still within him wasn't something he thought he could do for too much longer.

"I'm fine, Brian." Sweat was running down Justin's face, his teeth biting at his lower lip as he watched the myriad of emotions on Brian's face. He was totally bewildered by Brian's gentle handling of him. It wasn't what he had expected when entering this agreement. His mind and body were too distracted right now to think about it, but he knew it was something that he would think about later. "Fuck me, Brian. I want to feel all of you."

Muscles jerked repetitively in Brian's jaw. He was trying so hard to move slowly... but Justin was making it even more difficult. His words instantly affected his cock in the most erotic sort of ways... but when Justin began to tilt his hips upward to meet him, Brian found himself nearly undone - for the first time in his life. This boy did things to him he couldn't begin to understand. He began to more clearly realize that making this arrangement had been the right thing to do - even if it was abhorrent to his massive ego that he had gone so far to acquire a man, because one thing was very simple - he would have never been satisfied with a brief hook-up with Justin. He wanted him around for much longer than that. He placed his forehead against Justin's, sharply breathing in and out as he steadily pushed in further. His voice was ragged, when he spoke, "Fuck, Justin! I'm trying to go slowly here. You make it about fucking impossible!"

Justin reached up and placed his hands on each side of Brian's face, effortlessly angling their mouths to meet. His lips opened, and his tongue stuck out to find Brian's. He was instantly awarded his prize. Justin slid his tongue along Brian's, his hips canting as the discomfort faded away and he gave himself totally to the mind-altering kiss. He was panting when their lips separated. "I appreciate your concern, but I'm ready now. Please, Brian, fuck me!" Justin gave Brian a coquettish smile. "Unless you've realized you don't really want me that badly..."

"Not want..." Brian couldn't assimilate why Justin would be taunting him in his vulnerable position. This hot little blond-headed beauty was obviously trying to drive him over the edge - both in desire and fury. He would resolve that quickly. The boy had no idea how dangerous it was to play those kinds of games with him. In one determined lunge, Brian slid his entire length the rest of the way in; his eyes glittering in lust and satisfaction when the gasp escaped Justin's lips. After very briefly tensing, and a look of discomfort, Justin began thrusting against him again, effectively driving his cock in and out on his own. Fuck. He felt so damned good. "That's it, Justin. Move your body against mine... and I'll take care of the rest!"

Although the burn was still uncomfortably afflicting him, the hint of pleasure followed directly behind it. His cock was leaking and throbbing as it brushed against Brian, his thrusting quickly matching Brian's. After a few minutes of Brian slowly, yet steadily rocking into him, the real pleasure began when Brian's determined motion rammed his cock against his sweet spot - over and over again.

Justin moaned as the sensations overtook him... but what he suddenly saw on Brian's face affected him even more. Brian's eyes were closed as he totally surrendered to the feel of the body beneath him; Justin was elated to know that such pleasure was being derived from him. Brian's expression had transformed in an instant. There was no doubt that Brian had found a place of complete bliss. He could only imagine how beautiful he would look when he completely found his release. Brian Kinney was beautiful at all times... but lost in the throes of passion - he was the most breathtaking sight alive.

Opening his eyes, Brian fell into the immensely hot gaze that was being leveled on him. He wouldn't last much longer. Never had he imagined how good Justin would feel. In this instance, he wished that Justin were more experienced. He would have to let him rest for a bit after this first round... and that was the last thing he would want to do. The only part of that reality that appeased him was in knowing that Justin was his, and here to stay. At least for now. Brian leaned forward, smashing his lips against Justin's, his hips beginning to pick up the pace and thrust relentlessly into his beautiful, young lover. He quickly recognized how much he loved kissing Justin. It was an addiction; Brian wondered how many other aspects of this man would soon be working as an addictive agent.

Pulling his lips free, knowing the end of this pleasurable ride was swiftly finding its conclusion, Brian brusquely demanded, "Come, Justin. Let it all go for me - now!" Brian slammed in and out of the warm, and welcoming boy several more times, before his eyes glinted in satisfaction when Justin once again coated his belly. Almost immediately thereafter, Brian was filling the condom, his legs quivering in the aftermath. "Fuck..." he whispered, slowing rolling to his side, flopping down on the bed, his eyes seeking out Justin's satisfied, and almost glowing gaze. "That was amazing." Brian moved in to slowly move his lips over Justin's, unable to completely fathom how special this time had been. "I hope it proved to be worth the wait."

"And then some." He looked down at the mess they had each made. A shower was definitely in order. He bit his lip hesitantly, before he spoke, "Uhhh, I guess I should go back to my room now. And I need to take a shower." His eyes instantly read the disapproval on Brian's face. Apparently, he had said something wrong. He had assumed that Brian would maintain solitary sleeping arrangements. He just didn't envision Brian as a man who liked his privacy intruded upon 24/7, and definitely not one that enjoyed waking up to a clinging man draping over or around him.

"You are half correct." Brian's lips rolled under as he thought of how to say what obviously needed to be said... but to say it in the right way. He had no experience in this. Justin clearly read him well. He didn't allow tricks to spend the night in his bed - after the fucking was done. The fact that he viewed Justin as much more than the ordinary trick was clear in his own mind, and yet, he wasn't sure how to approach that with Justin. It was too soon for that. For now, all that Justin needed to know was that it was his job to be where he wanted him to be. The rest would fall into place in time. Brian assured himself that familiarity would make this raging desire lessen over time. For now, he didn't intend to overthink any of it. "We need a shower. However, I want you to spend the night in my bed."

Justin swallowed. He hadn't really expected that... but a part of him was thrilled to the knowledge that Brian wanted him to stay. "Okay."

"Go get the water started. We'll take one together." Brian watched with more than appreciative eyes as Justin slid from the bed. Fuck. This boy was hot. He wondered if he would ever have enough. "I'll complete the rare task of changing the sheets, and join you soon."

Nodding, Justin moved in the direction of Brian's private bathroom. He glanced back to see Brian still reclining and watching his retreat. Justin couldn't hold back the slight flush at Brian's eyes sweeping over him, lingering longest on his now tender ass.

Brian chuckled. "Better get used to me looking at you, Justin. It gives me a great deal of pleasure." He watched until Justin closed the door behind him, a frown suddenly marring his expression. Now that his lust had been temporarily sated, the reality of Justin's situation came more into focus. He didn't like mysteries... and this one regarding Sapperstein and Justin, was more displeasing than most.

Why had the Sap held off on claiming Justin for so long? When he had interrupted them at the park, it had been obvious that Sapperstein had deemed the wait to be over. Why at that moment? And what disturbed him, even more, was in wondering what the Sap's plans had been for Justin. None of it fell in line with Gary Sapperstein's normal pattern. If he wanted a man, generally he just took them. In fact, Sapperstein would even use drugs to speed things along if necessary. The burning question still plagued him. Why not Justin?

As he moved through the process of changing the sheets before joining Justin, Brian realized he needed to learn more about Justin and his relationship with Gary Sapperstein. None of it made sense. One thing remained absolute, though. The Sap would not get his slimy hands on Justin again. Justin belonged to him now, and his financial independence would be secured. No matter what steps he had to take - Justin would be protected.

Not for a moment did Brian realize how much Justin had already changed his life, when it was supposed to be Justin's that evolved into change. Nor could he know how it was only the beginning, with even more changes to come.

TBC