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"Brian, I need to take a shower. I stink."
"Okay," Brian muttered absently.
"Brian-"
"Yeah?" he looked up from his computer.
"I need a shower."
"Yeah, I heard you the first time. Oh, right," he realized what Justin was trying to say. "You need help."
"Trust me, I'm not happy about it either. It's just that I haven't showered in two days and that's a really fucking long time. And since my back is a little better today, I'd really like to take a shower and feel like human again."
"Okay, give me a minute, I'll just finish this."
Justin nodded and slowly began to rise from the couch. It still sucked to move, but it was getting better-ish. But there was no way he could take a shower on his own.
"You're lucky I need a shower, too," Brian said as he walked over to him.
"Otherwise you would just let me rot?" Justin raised his eyebrows.
Brian chukled and shrugged with one shoulder. "It would depend on your behavior."
Justin frowned at him. "You can be an ass sometimes, you know that?"
"Yeah," he replied almost proudly. "Now let's go, I'll get you cleaned up."
They walked slowly to the bathroom, where the real fun began. Getting Justin naked was one of the three top favorite things Brian loved to do right after fucking him and kissing him... but right now it was the worst thing ever. It took all his self-control not to start kissing his beautiful white skin.
When Brian decided to take some time off work to take care of Justin while he's recovering, it really didn't occur to him how hard it would be to spend every minute of the day in his presence, not being able to touch him, let alone do more than that. Justin, of course, didn't mind Brian touching him when he needed help going to the bathroom or getting dressed or something he just couldn't do by himself... but the moment Brian wanted to do something sexier and hotter, Justin stopped him right away, making Brian frustrated as hell.
So it was no surprise that as they got into the shower while Justin had his back turned to Brian, he just couldn't help but stare at his bubble butt. He was so close to kneeling and burying his face between those ass cheeks.
"Brian?" Justin chuckled, trying to figure out what was taking Brian so long.
"Sorry."
Brian immediately turned on the shower, then he took the body wash, squeezed good amount into his hands, and began to wash Justin's back in small circles. He was really gentle so it wouldn't hurt Justin. And he really took his time, Justin's skin was so soft, and Brian was probably enjoying it even more than Justin. Two days without fucking his blonde really sucked, but being without touching him was extremely difficult.
"Fuck, that's so nice," Justin sighed happily.
"I bet," Brian smiled and licked his lips.
And before he knew it, he was kissing Justin's neck, sucking the sensitive skin. He just couldn't stop himself from doing it.
And to his surprise, Justin didn't fight back, didn't even say anything. On the contrary, he closed his eyes and started moaning quietly. So Brian carefully pressed against his back, he was already hard as a rock and Justin could immediately feel it. He licked and sucked on his neck and earlobe while he slowly began to find his way to Justin's crotch.
He was excited almost like an inexperienced teenager who was about to touch his first dick.
Then he took his cock in his hand and squeezed it gently, Justin was already so big and throbbing. Brian immediately began stroking him while Justin was panting heavily. He rested his head on Brian's shoulder, his mouth was slightly open and he was just enjoying it.
But as it turned out, he was enjoying it little too much because his instinct was to arch his back...
"Oh Jesus! Motherfucker! No, no, no, no! For God's sake, that hurts so fucking much. Why did you have to do that?!" Justin cried out.
"Wh-what? You didn't stop me!"
"Your only job was to help me take a shower... not this!"
"So this is my fault again?"
"Just, shut up, Brian, and help me out of the shower. Ou, ou, fuck, I'm gonna die. I hate you!"
Brian just rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. Those two weeks will be really fucking long.
----
"This is fucking killing me," Brian yawned, scratching his head.
"You?" Justin glanced at him furiously. "I'm the one in pain. I can't even go piss by myself. Look at me. You have to help me get to the bathroom because I can barely even stand."
"Let's just say we are both suffering."
"And how exactly are you suffering? And don't say you miss my ass. It's getting old."
"Um, well," Brian pressed his lips together to fight away a grin. "For example.... You woke me up in the middle of the night to help you go piss... which makes it really hard to get my beauty sleep."
"You are such a jerk," Justin rolled his eyes.
"Careful, Sunshine. You know, I could just leave you here and go back to bed."
"Sure, you could. But then you're gonna have to find yourself a new tight piece of ass."
"Then I guess we're just gonna have to survive this together."
"Guess so."
"But hurry up, I really want to go back to bed."
"Well, I would love to... but I need your help."
"With what this time?"
Justin cleared his throat. "To pull my briefs down."
"Seriously? You can't even do that?"
"Well, not that I can't, but my back is really stiff right now and it would take me a really long time, and since you want to go back to sleep so badly, I suppose it'll better if you just help me with it."
"Just admit it, you only want me to do it, because you miss me touching your dick... which, by the way, I would love to do, but you won't let me."
"Christ, I'm just gonna pull them down myself," Justin made a sudden move, and he immediately felt a stabbing pain in his lower back. "Oh, oh, fuck! Jesus Christ," he bit his lip, groaning.
"Yeah, It'll better if you don't move at all."
"Just pull them down, Brian!"
"Okay," Brian quickly did as Justin asked. "Well, that's a first."
"First what?"
"First time getting you naked and you're not hard."
"Oh my God. You are unbelievable."
"Just piss already."
After what felt like an eternity, they finally managed to get back to bed, both completely exhausted. And again, Justin had a really hard time finding a comfortable position... it was one thing that he was in so much pain, but not being able to sleep the way he wanted was really fucking annoying.
"I'm starting to think it will be better if I go sleep on the couch. It's like an earthquake in this bed," Brian sighed.
"Oh. Am I interrupting you? I'm so sorry. I'm just gonna tell my back to stop hurting."
"You know what would help?"
"Tell me. I'm dying to know," Justin replied ironically.
"Turn pain into pleasure."
"What?"
"I can give you a head. That will definitely distract you from the pain. Then you will sleep like a baby."
Justin laughed. "You have such a good heart, Brian. If only you weren't trying to get something out of it."
"Me?" Brian tried to act all innocent. "This is just for you. I feel bad for putting you in this situation, so let me make it up to you."
"Um, well... I really appreciate the offer, but you know how much I enyjoy your blowjobs, I just wouldn't be able to stay still, and after what happened in the shower, I have to say thank you, but no. I will not risk it, not until I'm completely healed."
Brian sighed. "Too bad. I wanted to try this new technique with my tongue."
Justin swallowed loudly. It was so fucking tempting. "When I feel better," he said in a firm voice. "Then you can do whatever you want with your tongue."
Brian grunted quietly. "Fine," then he rolled onto his side, with his back to Justin.
"Are you mad?" Justin asked.
Brian cleared his throat. "No. Just tired. Good night."
"Okay. Good night then."
When Justin finally managed to find the most comfortable position in which he felt the least pain, he slowly began to fall asleep, hoping tomorrow would be better.
"Justin?" Brian whispered suddenly.
"Yeah?" he asked sleepily.
"Could you at least jerk me off?"
Justin took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "The only reason I won't kill you right now is that I would have to ask you to help me with that too."
Brian laughed a little. "I'll take that as a no then?"
"Good night, Brian."
"You're a sadist. Pure sadist."
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Justin was reading his new book, that he got from Lindsay, so he wouldn't go crazy during those two weeks. But he had a really hard time concentrating on the actual reading. Brian was walking around the apartment wearing only his track pants, no shirt, nothing. He had just finished his workout and looked so damn hot, all sweaty, his hair was a little messy. Justin was biting his lip, almost drooling, if Brian was any closer, he would probably lick his whole body and ride his dick right on the floor. It has been really long six days, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't horny as hell. The pain was almost bearable now and wasn't distracting him that much anymore. So it was no surprise that after six days without sex or any touch from Brian - well, if he didn't count that short moment in the shower when a few seconds of pleasure turned to horror - he just wanted to be fucked senseless.
But it was still too soon, not even a week yet, so as much as he wanted Brian to fuck him, he didn't want to end up in the ER again.
But when he saw Brian walking towards him and looking like a damn God, it was really hard for him to control himself.
"How come you're not horny?" Brian asked as he lay down on the bed next to him.
Justin looked up from his book and glanced at him, trying to look confused. "Huh?"
"I mean... it's been six days. Don't tell me you don't want to?"
"What part of 'avoid sex for at least two weeks' you didn't understand?"
Brian scoffed. "Doctros. They don't know shit."
"Oh. Right. And you know everything."
"Well, maybe not everything. But I definitely know what to do with your body," his fingers began to run up Justin's leg. "And with your dick especially," he began slowly stroking him through his sweatpants.
Justin's toes immediately curled. His dick was so sensitive now. But so was his back. The pain might not be so bad anymore, but he wanted it to stay that way.
"Brian?"
"Yes?" he smiled and licked his lips while rubbing the head of his semi-erect cock.
"Stop," Justin grabbed his hand.
"Come on. You said it yourself yesterday, your back is getting better."
"Yeah, better, but it still hurts. I don't want to end up in the ER again."
"I'll be really careful. You're hard, so don't tell me, you don't want to."
"I do want to. But I won't. Now let me get back to my book."
Brian collapsed on Justin's legs and sighed desperetaly. "Do you even realize that you are putting me in danger?"
"What?" Justin raised his eyebrow in amusement.
"Yeah. My balls are blue. And my dick hurts. You know how dangerous that is?"
"Very. Because it's obviously affecting your brain as well."
"I hate you... like really hate you."
"Yeah, well, get used to it. We still have eight days ahead of us."
"Just kill me now."
"At least you have something to look forward to."
"Yeah, to the missionary position, right?" Brian snorted. "Or have you change your mind about it already?" Brian's tongue found its way to his cheek.
"Oh, thanks for reminding me," Justin chukled. "It seems like we also have a pretty boring sex life ahead of us..."
"Not happening. Sex and boring are two words that just don't go together."
"Well, they do now. I'm not willing to go through so much pain ever again."
"I admit that the position that caused this was not my best choice... but I promise you I will not let you go through anything like this ever again."
"Thanks," Justin smiled. "But I still won't let you fuck me, Brian. You will have to wait eight more days."
"Fuck that," Brian rolled onto his back and stood up.
"What does that suppose to mean?"
Brian didn't answer, but Justin already knew that whatever plan Brian had, he wouldn't like it.
----
"Going somewhere?" Justin asked as he saw Brian getting ready.
"Babylon."
"Huh?"
"Yeah. I just need to get out of here for a few of hours."
"Are you for real?"
Brian sprayed himself with his favorite cologne. "Obviously. I just need some fresh air... and other things."
"What about me?"
"Don't worry. The sitter is on his way."
"Who?"
"Emmett," Brian grinned. "He volunteered. Well, right after I basically threatened him to rip his balls off."
"Seriously?"
"You know I wouldn't actually rip them off. I'm not really into touching Emmett this way."
"No, Brian. Are you seriously gonna leave me here so you can go fuck someone while I'm still recovering?"
"Well, you said it yourself yesterday. You're still in pain and you have to avoid sex for another week. But I'm horny and I'm done waiting. But don't worry, I'll be home by three, at most. And I trust Emmett to take care of you."
Justin just stared at him in disbelief with his eyebrows raised. But he decided there was no point in saying anything. Brian has already made up his mind and nothing's gonna stop him.
"Oh, that must be Emmett," Brian said excitedly when he heard knocking on his metal door and immediately went to open. "You're late."
"Hello to you too, Brian."
"Come on in."
"Hi, sweetie!" Emmett smiled brightly at Justin, who was scowling on the couch. "I've brought some movies and magazines with me... and also couple of sheet masks to help you get the right glow, since you haven't seen the sun in almost a week..."
Brian couldn't help but laugh. "Have fun, you two."
"Fuck you," Justin replied, obviously angry at him.
Brian just froze for a second. But then he turned to Emmett: "If he's in pain, just put some ice or a warm towel on his back... whatever works, okay? Just don't give him any drugs, he's allergic to everything."
"I know, don't worry."
"And make sure he eats and drinks a lot of water."
"You bet."
Brian paused for a moment and looked at Justin. "And call me if anything happens."
"Wouldn't it be better if you just stayed here with him?"
"You got this. I trust you, Honeycutt. Remember what I promised you otherwise?"
"Vividly," Emmett's face twisted and he smiled nervously. "I even help him take a shower if necessary."
"Don't even think about it. Your only job is to make sure he's okay until I come back."
"Fine. I'll just keep him company... and I'll try to convince him that you're not a total dick who just gonna leave him here with a sitter so he can go fuck someone else..."
"Fuck you, Honeycutt."
"Thank you, but no."
"Just take care of him. I'll be back in a few hours."
"Sure. Go fuck your brains out," Emmett smiled ironically. "Maybe it will even help you to be a less of a dick."
Brian just rolled his eyes and headed for the door when he stopped for a second, almost as if deciding whether to really go or not... but eventually he just left.
"So, do you want a coconut or strawberry mask?" Emmett grinned at Justin.
"Whatever. I don't care," Justin shrugged.
"O-kay. Movie then? Or do you want me to just shut up and act like I'm not even here?"
Justin glanced at him, his face softened a little. "Sorry, Em. I'll take the coconut one."
"Good choice. It's really moisturizing."
Justin smiled, trying to look at least half-excited as Emmett was. But when Emmett began to prepare him for the mask by cleaning his face with a bunch of stuff he didn't even know existed, he actually started to enjoy it.
"Fuck, that's really nice."
"Yeah, well, I know what I'm doing," Emmett chuckled. "Sometimes I can't decide if I'm better at skin care or giving blowjobs."
Justin laughed. "I would love to help you decide, but..."
"I know, I know, your heart belongs to Brian," he sighed and laughed at once.
"Well, I'm not really sure about that right now..."
"He's a dick, huh?"
"What else is new?"
"Yeah. But you have to admit that he managed to wait a really long time... I mean six days without sex? That's Brian Kinney's record."
"I guess. And I know we never said we wouldn't fuck other people, it's just that..."
"You hoped he wouldn't?"
Justin slightly nodded. "And especially not in this situation."
"Well, he's a prick. Won't argue about that. But he loves you more than he can express."
"Yeah, I know," Justin smiled. "But I'm really sorry about this. That he made you come here and look after me."
"You know I love you, sweetie, right? He didn't have to force me to do this. I love spending time with you."
"Thanks, Em. Me too."
"It's just that..."
"What?"
"Well, I was supposed to have a date tonight... his name is Mario, his dick is just huge... I mean, at least from the picture he sent me, it seemed so... and he's just really fun to talk to, you know? Not that we would be talking," Emmett laughed. "But nevermind. Hopefully he doesn't meet someone else.
"Brian knows about this?"
"Don't worry about it, honey."
"So that means yes."
"It's okay. I'm happy to be here with you."
"No, it's not okay. If he wants to fuck someone, that's his choice... but he will not ruin your plans. So go and fuck your Mario senseless, okay?"
"Well, I was kinda hoping he would fuck me senseless..."
Justin laughed. "Just go and enjoy it."
"But what about you? I won't leave you here like this."
"I'm fine, really. It doesn't hurt so much anymore and I can do most things by myself... I'll be okay, don't worry."
"I don't know... Brian will kill me if something happens."
"Trust me, he won't. Now go. And I want to hear all the details."
"You're the best, Sunshine," Emmett kissed him quickly on the cheek. "But I will put the mask on your face first."
"Okay. Sure."
----
After Emmett left, Justin somehow managed to fall asleep. But the sound of door opening woke him up. He glanced at the watch, it was shortly after midnight, which was surprising, to say the least. Brian obviously wasted no time and fucked someone at the entrance to Babylon.
Justin wanted to pretend to be asleep, but instead he put on an angry face and waited for Brian to show up. It took him a while but eventually he came to the bedroom.
"Jesus, what's that shit on your face?" Brian jumped as he saw Justin.
"What?" Justin didn't understand.
"You have something on your..." Brian pointed a finger to his face.
"Oh, shit. I must have fall asleep with it," he quickly took it off.
"You scared the hell out of me."
"I'm sorry," he lied. Brian actually deserved it. "You're home early."
"Yeah, well, I got bored."
"By getting your dick sucked or fucking someone?"
"Neither."
"What do you mean?"
"No one interesting was there. Well, no one who could give me what I needed. Because the only one who can do that is out of service right now."
Justin bit his lip, trying to fight away a smile. "Oh. Too bad."
Was he dreaming or something?
"Yeah. Looks like I have to wait another week... hopefully my balls won't fall off by then. Which reminds me... where the fuck is Honeycutt?"
"Um, not here."
"He was that bad at taking care of you? I'm gonna kill him."
"Why do you care? You left me here."
"Yeah, but with him! I made sure you'll be okay."
Justin snorted. "Very noble of you."
"Still pissed, huh?"
Justin shrugged. "Anyway, Emmett just had a better things to do."
"Like what? Get a pedicure?"
"Like a date. Which you knew about, but you decided to ignore it when you needed him to come here so you could go out and fuck. So I told him he should go and enjoy it."
Brian pressed his lips together, trying to look innocent. "Well, I didn't fuck anyone, so... everything is forgiven?"
"That you left me here in pain so you could have fun? Definitely not!" Justin hissed. "I will not let you off the hook that easily."
"I figured. Well, if I can't make it up to you with that new tongue technique, is there anything else I can do for you? Something that doesn't involve sex, of course."
"There is one thing..."
"Okay," Brian looked at him nervously. "What? Do you want me to undress and run around the block naked as a punishment?"
Justin burst out laughing. "We both know that wouldn't be a punishment for you. You like being naked in public."
"True," Brian bit his lip. "So what is it then?"
"Come here."
Brian raised an eyebrow. "You wanna slap me in the face?"
"Just come here."
"Okay. I guess I deserve it."
Brian took a deep breath and climbed onto the bed, moving closer to Justin. He had one eye closed and waited for the slap.
"Hug me," Justin said suddenly.
"Huh?" Brian looked at him confused.
"Just hug me and lie here with me."
"Yeah, that's actually a really good punishment. Feel your body and not be able to do anything with it... you're a clever devil."
"Jesus Christ, just shut up and hug me already."
Brian pretended to zip his mouth shut with his fingers and finally did what Justin wanted. He gently wrapped his arms around him and held him tightly.
"You smell good," he whispered after a while.
"Yeah, Emmett used everything he could find on me."
"At least his visit wasn't completely useless."
"Yeah, he's good at this stuff. He was actually pretty sad that I couldn't help him decide if he's better at skin care or giving blowjobs."
"WHAT?!"
Justin just laughed, but Brian's blood was boiling.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
First week of dealing with the no-sex rule. I can't believe this chapter is so long, but I really enjoyed writing it. So hopefully you will enjoy reading it.
Chapter End Notes:
Thank you for reading. I'm still not ready to end this, so obviously there will be another chapter :D