SNOWSHINE

Chapter 6

       Eventually, Brian came up for air. But it was only to trail kisses down Justin's face and neck and then latch onto his pulse point where he licked and sucked. Instinctively, Justin pressed forward and mashed their crotches together. He was otherwise incapacitated with pleasure.

       Brian was gloriously hard. He had been within about 10 seconds of seeing Snowshine. And reaching down, he could feel Snowshine's long, hard length as well. Justin groaned wantonly. The sound only enflamed Brian more, kissing him, sucking him even harder and then found the zipper and unzipped his pants. He reached in and pulled out Justin's cock and stroked it slowly. Justin grabbed Brian's face and mashed their lips together in order to keep from crying out.

       Then his pants button went next and suddenly Justin found his elegant black pants pooling around his ankles. Brian knelt an it one quick move he had yanked Justin's underwear down so that it joined his pants and he was eye level with Justin's glorious cock once more.

       He stroked it reverently and admired the jewel of pre-cum before flicking it away. "I only had this for one night but I dreamed of it, longed for it every night since." Brian whispered.

       "I meant what I said in the picture! It's yours! Only yours from now on. I let no one else have it! There is no one else!" Snowshine gasped back, "Or did you find that?"

       "I saw... I am faithful...and I am yours...Forever," gasped Brian. "I can tell you to both things....Ditto!" And then he could wait no longer. He engulfed Justin's cock in one swallow.

       Justin jammed his knuckles into his mouth and turned a scream of pleasure into a soft groan. He was mindful of the fact that they were a cubicle wall away from an audience.

       "Go ahead! Let loose! I want them to hear!" Brian growled in a fit of passion. He reached under Snowshine's black shirt and chestplayed him hard. Snowshine gasped again but was quiet. He backed up against his desk and scrabbled for his buttons, tearing them open one by one to give Brian better access. And what Justin gave, Brian greedily took. He sucked him harder and faster. Justin's head fell back in pleasure. He moaned in pleasure but still softly.

       Brian leaned forward and snaked an arm around Justin's back guiding him, dipping him deeper until Justin lay back on the top of his desk. Brian deep throated him a few times. Justin thrashed his head back and forth a few times

       ""Oh Brian! Brian! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he chanted softly to keep from screaming his orgasm as he shot stream after stream of ropy cum down Brian's willing mouth. Brian moaned in pleasure and his sucked and swallowed Justin dry. Then he moved upward and captured Justin's mouth again kissing him, holding the back of his head and letting him taste himself on his tongue.

       When they broke apart, many minutes later, Justin framed his face and kissed him softly and said, "For fourteen days and fourteen nights, I have been without you and now Brian, I want, nay...need you inside me! But if we continue with this, we need to be quiet! No screaming, no overt yelling or moaning or crying out. OK?"

       "But why?" Brian asked, still heady from the taste of Snowshine's lips and cum, "Are you in the closet here?"

       "Brian!" Snowshine admonished as if to say, "Really??" "Liberty Diner, remember? Debbie....I couldn't be in the closet here if I tried. But there is a very good reason that I don't want to say just yet as it will kill the mood. I'll tell you after. Trust me. Do you trust me Brian?  Completely?"

       "I trust you. I'm a little wary of Michael. Whatever happened to him has made him so...angry...and trigger happy!"

        "Michael has been through a lot and is very volatile. But it's mostly bravado as is the gun. In truth, he is loathe to shoot it and only does when it's absolutely necessary."

       "He hates me though. But he'll listen to you. Promise me your protection and I'll trust you completely."

       "No harm shall come to you while you are with me," Justin said serenely, "I swear it."

       "Then I shall trust you and be quiet. Pity...I was planning on ramming you over your desk!" He smiled lustily.

       "I have a better idea," Snowshine said, mashing their lips together and demanding, then forcing entrance into Brian's mouth. Brian made a quiet mmmph?...sound and his eyes went wide and then fluttered shut but otherwise he stayed quiet. He was unbelievably turned on. He was usually the dominant one in the relationship and this new powerful, take control, persona of Snowshine's was a total aphrodisiac.

       Justin backed Brian up to the straight backed chair and sat Brian down in it again.

       "Protection?" he asked.

       Brian fished around in a pocket and found a condom and a small vial of lube.

       "Let me guess...you never leave home without it?" Justin said with a smirk of his own. He kicked off his pants and underwear. Slowly, he approached the chair and knelt in front of Brian. He unbuttoned his pants.

       "Say, isn't that from a commercial?" Brian asked.

       Justin pulled down his pants in a hard yank, mimicking what he had done. Brian's pants pooled around his ankles.

       Justin sat on his lap, facing him and took the condom. He tore it open with his teeth.

       "You're the Ad Man. You tell me." He pressed them together chest to chest and wrapped his arms around Brian's neck and kissed him soft and sweet this time, deep, deeper, deepest-ening the kiss. His tongue was soft and big and if filled Brian's mouth perfectly, slowly and thoroughly tongue fucking him until Brian wanted to beg for mercy. But he was Brian Fucking Kjinney and he didn't do begging so instead he settled for a low, quiet moaning in the back of his throat. He was so hard it hurt. It throbbed and quested as if it had a mind of its own, trying to find the sweet spot that was deep in Justin's ass.

       As Justin kissed him, he withdrew the condom and began to stroke Brian's gloriously hard cock. As he stroked, he rolled on the condom. Brian groaned quietly at the amazing sensations. They came up for air. Justin lubed them both up. Button by slow button he unbuttoned Brian's shirt. He reached under and found Brian's nips and stroked them experimentally. Brian whimpered.

       He pulled them and Brian clamped his mouth shut to keep from crying out.

       He pulled and twisted them and Brian mashed their mouths together in a frenzy to keep from screaming. And as he did, Justin lifted himself off ad in one move impaled himself on Brian's cock.

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhh God! Oh Snowshine!! Oh, you're so tight! Oh God! You feel so good!!" Brian said against his ear in lieu of screaming in ecstasy.

       "And you feel so good with in me! This is mine! Only mine now! Say it!" Justin demanded moving up and down.

       "Ohhh yes! Ohh yes! Only yours! Now and always!" Brian promised.

       "Very good!! Now....tell me everything you know about Stockwell!"

       "Wha...What?? Now!!!??" Brian was unbelievably conflicted. He DID NOT want to think about Stockwell's ugly face or soul, not while Justin was slowly riding him, causing unbelievable sensations to shoot through the very fiber of his being.

       Justin chestplayed him hard, gently riding him, riding him. "When you go back to him, you need to tell him we tortured you, interrogated you without mercy. It's important you believe what you are saying."

       "Ohhhhh.....no offence....ohhh....But this doesn't exactly feel like.....mmmmmmmm.....torture, Snowshine!"

       Justin smiled evilly. "Promise to tell me everything you know," he said, moving a little faster, " Or I get up and stop everything I'm doing, right now!"

       "Oh God! Oh God, No!!! I'll tawk!! I'll sing like a canary! I'll squeal! I promise! For the love of God, don't...oh...oh....oh....don't stop!"

       "I knew you'd see it my way!" Justin said, with a wink and rocked faster and faster. And Brian pushed in tandem with him. He shifted and Justin gasped and Brian knew he had hit his prostate. He pushed again and Justin came down and hit it again. Justin mashed their mouths together to keep them both from crying out. Faster and faster, Justin rode Brian's cock like a racehorse and the finish line they rode to was such ecstasy they both nearly passed out. They came at the same time, Justin coating Brian's chest with 9 streams of ropy cum and Brian coming inside Justin and then collapsing back against the hard back of the chair, heaving in exertion and pleasure.

       "Rest and stay there." Justin lifted slowly up and off Brian and went to his desk and got a box of Kleenex. He brought it over and cleaned Brian and himself up using a lot of them. He wrapped the used condom in one for disposal. At last, Brian was...mostly clean and Justin snuggled sidesaddle on Brian's lap.

       "So now...now can you tell me what the big deal was? The big emergency. Why did we have to be so quiet?" asked Brian.

       "Oh that. Yes I can tell you now. It wasn't an emergency exactly, more like an issue of propriety. You see, your son may have been in the main room outside and I didn't want him to hear."

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       "WHAT!!! JUSTIN, WHAT THE FU-UUHHMMMMPPPH!!!!" Brian managed to yell before Justin clapped a hand over his mouth again and cut him off.

       "Shhhhhhh....Not really alone, remember? Now, yes Gus is here. You will meet him soon. But he may be out there so no profanity in front of your child, OK?"

       Brian nodded and Justin removed his hand.

       "God, Justin, how could you let me go on like that? Didn't you think I'd want to see him right away? And if he's been out there the whole...THE WHOLE TIME!! Oh God!!" Brian stage whispered furiously and then buried his face into his hands.

       Justin calmly got up and went over to his desk and proceeded to pull his pants back on.

       "Calm yourself Brian. I waited for just this reason. I told you it would be a mood killer. And I said he MAY have. There's a room off to one side that we had made up into a playroom for all the children of the workers and volunteers. He spends a lot of time there and if he was there, there would be no problem. However, he is old enough...just...to understand what we are up against and sometimes he helps with small tasks in the main room. Nothing heavy, just gofering, folding flyers, stuffing envelopes and the like. So you never know...and we need to be careful...until we do."

       Brian's face grew blotchy and his fist curved into talons. "You...you make my son work!!?" he strangled out in fury. He advanced on Justin for the kill.

       Justin was unconcerned. He opened his arms and welcomed Brian in, taking his furious hands in his own and kissed them before placing them around his neck, accurately guessing that Brian would not be able to squeeze. "Calm yourself, Brian. No one makes him work. He wants to work and when he gets bored and wants to stop, he does. And I said, it's only message carrying and light office work. Nothing he can't handle. I promise."

       "He wants to?? Are you sure?" Brian began to relax and Justin smiled and moved his hands up and around the back of his head and returned the gesture.

       "Of course. Brian really! He's six! Do you really think I'd pimp out your boy like we were in some sort of sweat shop?"

       "After what I've seen today, I'm not sure of anything anymore!"
       Justin laughed that musical laugh that had haunted Brian's dreams for a fortnight. "Oh Brian! How silly you are! I would never. Wait till you meet him..."He's an amazing little boy. Just like his father."

       When can I meet him? Let's go right now!"

       "Of course, my love. But first..."

       "First??? First what?"

       "First you may want to put your pants back on."

       When Brian had got up in anger, he had stepped out of his pants without even feeling it. He looked down. He was completely nude from the waist down.

       Brian blushed.

TBC