No sex for another 7 days. Unfuckingbelievable!
That was the first thought that went through Brian's mind and cock (obviously) when he woke up in the morning looking at the most beautiful blond he had ever seen sleeping right next to him. That fucking aquarius position was supposed to be the hottest thing they had ever tried... instead it ended up being Brian's nightmare. Like yeah, Justin obviously had it worse, not only was he in pain, but he was also without sex, but let's be honest, even if the roles were reversed, Brian would still have sex, because no amount of pain, no fucking doctor, not even broken bones, literally nothing, would ever make him give up fucking his brains out. But he had to respect Justin and hope that by some miracle he would survive this. Although this was really killing him.
"Go away," Brian said annoyed as he looked down at his hard cock pointing straight up toward his belly. "Yeah, yeah, I know. He's mean to us," with that he turned his head back to look at Justin who had a little smile on his lips, just sleeping peacefully.
Little shit.
"Just seven more days... easy peasy," Brian whispered to himself while looking at Justin's naked body. "God... just kill me already," he sighed.
"Mhmmm," Justin finally started to wake up.
"Good morning, sleepyhead."
"Hey," he smiled at him sleepily with one eye opened. "Are you watching me sleep, creep?"
"No," Brian bit his lip. "Maybe."
"Hmm."
"I'm just trying to find something I don't like about you so I can focus on that for the next seven days to suppress this giant urge to fuck you."
"Uh... that's very romantic," Justin laughed. "A did you find anything?"
"You have weird toes..."
"Ouch. Thanks."
"Yeah, well, even though they're weird, they still look kind of cute. So that's not helping."
"Oh," Justin chuckled. "Well, is there anything else?"
"Hmmm... I think your left nipple is a bit bigger than your right..."
"Uh, what?" Justin immediately looked down at his chest. "No, it's not!"
"No, it's not," Brian smiled playfully.
"Asshole."
"Yeah, I would love to fuck your asshole..."
"Seven days."
"Christ. You sound like that crazy bitch from that horror movie... uhmmm... Samara."
Justin laughed out loud. "Too bad I don't have her hair."
"Thank God. Otherwise you wouldn't be sleeping here. She scared the crap out of me."
"Yeah, I remember. You basically slept with one eye open all night."
"No, I didn't!"
"Oh, yeah, you did. You were like a baby."
"Fuck you!"
"In seven days..." Justin winked. "Then you can fuck me all you want."
"God. I hate you. I hate this. My dick hurts."
"Trust me, it doesn't hurt as much as my back."
"Trust me, it does. Maybe even more."
"Oohh, poor baby."
"You are Satan," Brian frowned.
Justin carefully shifted to be closer to Brian and pressed his lips against his ear, sending chills down Brian's spine before whispering: "Just imagine how good the sex will be after two weeks..." then he gently licked his earlobe.
"God. You are worst than Satan," Brian buried his face in Justin's shoulder. "I think you're gonna have to take me to the ER with a massive boner that just won't go away."
"I'm sure Dr. Butcher would love that. First me, now you... he'd probably quit his job because of us..."
"Yeah, that's probably true. But seriously, Justin, I don't think I'm going to make it through another week... it's torture..."
"Well, we can always call Emmett... he'll be more than happy to give you a blowjob... and then we can help him decide if he's better at skincare or giving head," Justin chewed on his cheek to stop himself from laughing.
"Oh, don't even talk about him. As soon as I see him, I'm gonna rip his fucking balls off."
"Then let's hope you don't see him. I'm pretty sure he's enjoying his time with Mario."
"Yeah, he can have his fucking Mario... but you... you are all mine..." he ran his fingers through Justin's hair and pulled him closer for a breathtaking kiss.
"Um, wow, I'm... just wow..." Justin smiled and rested his forehead against Brian's. "We can do this. Just seven more days."
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"
"Both," he chuckled. "But we got this. I know it."
"Hope you're right, Sunshine."
"I always am."
"Smartass," Brian smiled and kissed him again. Maybe he can't have Justin's body, but those lips are his no matter what.
----
"So are you really sure you're okay with staying here by yourself?"
"Yeah, I'm just gonna jerk off all day and I'll be fine. You don't have to worry about me, Brian," Justin assured him for the millionth time.
"Oh, don't you dare touch that cock, Taylor. That's my job," Brian warned him. "Do I need to tie your hands behind your back?" he arched his brows.
"Mmm, that's very tempting," Justin smiled playfully. "But I promise I'll do my best," he bit his lip and winked.
"You better. And call me if anything. And I mean anything."
"Brian, I'll be okay, really," he stroked his hair. "God, you look really hot in that suit."
"I always look hot. Especially when I'm naked," Brian smirked.
"Oh, I won't argue about that," he licked his lips. "Now kiss me, Brian."
"You got it, Sunshine," Brian kissed him so hard he knew Justin would feel it on his lips all day.
"God," Justin let out a soft moan. "Go... go, go, go. Before I do something stupid and end up in the hospital."
"Something stupid, huh? I like doing stupid things," Brian grinned and could already feel how hard he was getting again.
"Yeah, but fortunately, we're both smart people."
"Ughh," Brian grunted and sighed.
"We got this, remember?"
"Well, you're not the one who's going to be walking around with a woodie all day."
"Just think about my weird toes and bigger nipple..."
Brian couldn't help but laugh again. "I think I'm just gonna think about Mel and Lindsay having sex... that should do the trick..."
"Ew. Yeah. That will definitely help."
"Yep. I'm soft again."
"See? We got this," Justin chuckled.
Brian nodded in agreement. "Okay, time to go," he kissed him once more and headed for the door.
"I'm gonna miss you!"
Brian turned back with a smile. "Me too."
Then he closed the door behind him and took a deep breath before looking up at the ceiling with a huge smile on his lips and mouthed: "Thank you God."
Don't get him wrong, of course he didn't like leaving Justin alone. But he was seriously on the verge of losing his damn mind (and cock). So yeah, he was fucking happy that he's going to work.
----
God, how I've missed it. Brian smiled happily as he walked into Kinnetik. It's been one hell of a long week and it was really good to be back. It was fantastic actually. Like seriously. Brian loved his job and he loved Kinnetik like his own child. And even though he loved Justin more than anything, being around him right now was pure hell because just looking at him made his cock hard. Painfully hard. So being at work was the absolute best distraction he could have.
"Hey boss," Cynthia greeted Brian as she walked into his office.
"Oh, good to see you, blondie. I've missed ya," he smiled at her and went to hug her.
"A-are you okay?" she looked at him suspiciously.
"Never better," he smiled brightly.
"I see that the week off was really good for you."
"No, it was not. It was hell. But I survived and I'm back, ready to make money."
"Excellent. Because you have a meeting in an hour."
"Music to my ears," he smiled.
"And how's Justin?"
"Shh, don't say that name. It's not allowed here, do you hear me?"
"Uh, what? Are you sure you're okay?"
"Uh-hm. I'm great... as long as you don't talk about him. My dick is very sensitive to his name."
Cynthia laughed out loud. "You know what? I'll get you some coffee. You seriously need it."
Brian nodded and sat down in his chair, looking forward to those few hours where he wouldn't have to think about how much he wanted Justin... or about how much his dick hurts.
Well, so he thought.
But he was right in the middle of his meeting when it happened again. When the thought of a certain blond interrupted his mind and sent signals directly to his cock. He could immediately feel the tingling sensations as he was getting heavier and larger and his pants began to be very tight... very filled. God, he was so horny. And he couldn't stop thinking about how much he wanted Justin's sweet and delicious mouth to suck his swollen cock, how much he wanted to fuck Justin's tight ass. It almost seemed as if the fucking time had stopped, that there was no end to this torture. No light at the end of the tunnel. A few more days of this and he can go straight to church because the amount of praying he's been through recently because he got hard in the most inappropriate situations, was definitely the way to become a fucking monk.
Fuck, even Ted looked hot today.
Wait a minute. What?
No amount of holy water will erase this thought from my memory.
"Bri?" Ted whispered, gently kicking him gently under the table. "Is everything okay?"
"No!" he yelled like a maniac and everyone just stared at him in confusion. It took him a moment to realize that this was not the time or place for him to act like a crazy person. "Uh, yeah... sorry... where was I? Oh, right. So as I was saying Mr. Brenner..."
"It's Turner," Cynthia whispered.
"Oh, shit... sorry... I mean, Mr. Turner... What I wanted to say is that, uh..." Christ, what the hell was I going to say? "That, um..."
"You've said enough, Mr. Kinney. And I don't think Kinnetik is the right choice for us. But thank you for... this."
With that, Mr. Turner and his assistant got up and left.
"To say this did not go well would be an understatement. This was a fucking disaster," Cynthia sighed.
"What the hell was that?" Ted looked at Brian confused and a bit angry. "I've never seen you like this."
Brian just shrugged his shoulders. He honestly didn't even care right now, he just wanted the boner to go away.
"Well? What the hell is going on with you?" Ted asked again.
"Jesus Christ, just leave me alone! Both of you."
They both looked at each other, but before they could say anything to Brian, he left the room, praying - again - that no one will see him walk because it was really difficult with his hard-on. He walked as if someone had kicked him right in the balls. Like a fucking penguin.
He went straight to the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water.
Lindsay and Mel having sex. Lindsay and Mel having sex. Lindsay and Mel having sex.
Fuck! Why isn't it working?
Oh, hell no! He thought as Mr. Turner's assistant walked into the bathroom as well. You've gotta be shitting me.
"Hey," what's-his-name said.
"Hey," Brian replied through gritted teeth, not making eye contact with him.
"Sorry about my boss. I think Kinnetik is great."
"Thanks. It is."
Could you fucking piss and leave already? I have work to do - to tame the beast between my legs.
"Maybe I could talk to him and get him to change his mind..."
"Yeah, sure. Wait... what?" Brian finally turned to look at him but forgot about his problem that was very visible. "Christ. Sorry," he covered his crotch with his hand.
He really didn't need to be sued for sexual harassment again.
"Uh, you really don't have to worry about," the guy smiled and licked his lips.
Brian was confused for a bit, but then it hit him... the guy was fucking hitting on him. Christ. Isn't anyone straight anymore? But Brian had to admit - he was hot.
"I mean, I could help you with that if you want..."
"Um, what?"
"Yeah," the guy walked closer to him and ran his hand over Brian's chest. "You're fucking hot," he then pressed himself against him to feel his cock.
And Brian immediately gasped and closed his eyes. He barely touched him and yet Brian was about to explode.
"What do you say, Mr. Kinney? You want me to suck your dick?"
God, why is this happening?
"Uh-huh," Brian cleared his throat, his heart racing. "That, uh, that's very tempting, but... fuck..."
"You will enjoy it, I promise."
"I bet," Brian chuckled, his breathing was heavy.
"So?" the guy unzipped his fly.
"God," he moaned. "Fuck. I can't..." with that he pushed him away.
"Wow. Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"Why? You don't like me?"
Brian scoffed. "I just have my reasons."
"Boyfriend?"
"Something like that."
"He's a lucky guy then."
Yeah, he fucking is, because I just turned down blowjob because of him!
"Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Kinney," he finally turned around and left.
And Brian just sighed. This was definitely not how he imagined this day would go.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
----
"Brian, I need you!" Justin suddenly yelled from the bathroom.
And Brian literally sprinted there, surprised he didn't break his legs. "What is it? Did you hurt yourself? Are you in pain?"
Justin rolled his lips into his mouth, fighting away a smile. "I'm okay, Brian. It's just that... I dropped my toothpaste and I can't bend over, so... could you pick it up for me? Please?" he smiled innocently.
And Brian immediately gave him a murderous look. "I'm gonna kill you."
"I really didn't mean to scare you..."
"I wasn't scared... it just that it would really suck to have to take to the ER again... especially since we only have five days left of this fucking nightmare..."
"Yeah, that would suck."
"Just next time don't yell like you're dying here."
"Promise," he mouthed.
"And hurry up... I want to show you something..."
"What? Did you buy a new butt plug?"
"No, but I probably should... you're gonna need it after two weeks without fucking, your ass is gonna be really tight, so we should probably start with something small... you're going to be like a virgin again," he laughed.
"Ha-ha."
"Now brush your teeth, honey, and come join me."
"Sure, dear."
Justin quickly brushed his teeth, he was too curious about Brian's 'surprise' that he really didn't care if his teeth were perfectly clean. Then he followed Brian to his work desk. And Brian was obviously lost in whatever he was doing on his computer so he didn't even realize Justin was standing right behind him until the blond finally spoke...
"He's hot."
And who the fuck is he? Justin thought, wondering if Brian was trying to find someone to hook up with on one of those sex sites and just needed his approval. Approval for the guy, not for fucking him.
"Uh," Brian cleared his throat. "There you are."
"Is he what you wanted to show me?" Justin asked a little annyoed.
"Yep. I need to know what you think..."
"That he looks like your type."
Brian gave him a slightly confused look, then looked back at the screen. "Huh, really? He's not blond and he's probably even older than me..."
"Well, he's hot and has big muscles, so..." Justin rolled his eyes.
Brian couldn't help but laugh. "I'm glad you like him. But I don't plan to fuck him... he's gonna help you so I can fuck you..."
"Huh?" this time it was Justin who was confused. "I'm not following."
"Well, let me explain, Sunshine. He's a chiropractor, and from what I've read, he's the best you could find..."
"What? W-wait a minute. He's a doctor?"
"Chiropractor, yeah. Since Dr. Butcher recommended you should try one, I figured why not... well, I mean, we don't want this to happen again, do we?"
"I don't even know what to say."
"Yes or no would be great. You know, I want the best for you, but if you're not comfortable with it... or you want someone else..."
"No, it's not about that. I mean, if he's the best, then... but he must be expensive!"
"Don't worry about that. Just tell me if I should make you an appointment."
"I mean, like you said, we don't want this to happen again, so... fuck yeah," he grinned from ear to ear.
Brian chuckled. "Great, because I've already made an appointment for tomorrow."
"What? That fast?"
"Yeah, we were lucky, someone canceled their appointment at the right time, so he can take you."
"Wow. You must want to fuck me really badly," Justin laughed, gently massaging Brian's shoulders.
"You have no idea. And I certainly don't ever want to experience this again, so I'm willing to pay for whatever treatment you need."
"My hero," Justin kissed the top of his head.
----
"Shit, even the waiting room looks breathtaking..." Justin was looking around with his mouth open. "So how expensive he actually is?"
"I already told you not to worry about that."
"Yeah, but..."
"No but. You want him to help you, don't you?"
"Of course."
"Then just focus on getting better."
Justin twisted his mouth trying to hide his smile, but it wasn't really working.
"What?" Brian barked.
"Nothing, just that it's really cute how much you're dying to have sex with me."
"I'm dying to have sex in general. You're just a bonus."
"Uh-huh."
"Shut up," Brian rolled his eyes.
"I love you too," Justin rested his head on Brian's shoulder. " And I can't wait to have sex with you again, too. Just... nothing crazy at first, okay?"
"You mean we're gonna have to take it easy?" Brian scrunched his nose.
"Yeah... like the first time," Justin chuckled.
"Shit. And I already had a new position in mind..."
"Not a chance. But don't worry, the sex will still feel crazy good..." he licked his lips and ran his fingers through Brian's hair.
"Damn. Stop looking at me like that or I don't know myself... my dick is twitching right now..."
"God," Justin sighed softly. "I hate that we can't just rip our clothes off and fuck our brains out. But only four more days."
"Well, maybe even sooner if the chiropractor is as good as they say."
"We can only hope."
"Yeah. Just don't forget what happened when Michael needed a chiropractor... he moved with him to Portland."
"Are you afraid I'm gonna run away with him?"
"Well, you said he's hot. And you're horny, so..." Brian shrugged.
"Trust me, I'm staying right here... with you."
"Good," Brian's tongue found its way to his cheek.
"I mean, he's probably straight, anyway."
Brian shot him a look. "And if he's not?"
"Well then... you should probably keep an eye on me," Justin smiled playfully, teasing him.
And Brian was ready to say something, but before he could, the door finally opened.
"Mr. Taylor?" the doctor asked.
"Oh, here, that's me," Justin smiled, carefully standing up before heading towards him.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Evans," he shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Taylor."
"Yeah, yeah, me too."
"Well, come on in. I'm gonna take a look at you."
You're already doing that, Brian thought.
To say that he didn't like the way the doctor was looking at Justin would be an understatement. Because at that moment he fucking knew he didn't like the guy... and that he wasn't going to let Justin out of his sight.
"And you are?" the doctor looked at Brian when he tried to follow them.
"His boyfriend."
"Oh, well, could you please wait here?"
"What, why?"
"Just wait here, Brian, I'll be okay," Justin smiled at him.
And before Brian could say anything, the doctor closed the door.
To be continued.
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