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Title: The Offer Still Stands…
Story Type: AU
Word Count: 6737
Rating: R, Porn…
Warnings: Anti-Michael, Passion and Lust…
Beta Queen: bigj52
Summary: Brian and Justin play tourist on their last day of vacation...
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, plot, etc. are property of their respective owners, including, but not limited to Russell T. Davies, Cowlip, and Showtime. The author of this story is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended…
The Offer Still Stands…
Chapter 15 ~ Mr. and Mr. Taylor-Kinney
Brian and Justin had a great breakfast at this quaint little café in the middle of the town square. There was a long line waiting to be seated, even for a Monday morning. Thank goodness the waitress walked around, serving coffee to those waiting in line. Besides being a great restaurant, they also owned the coffee beanery next door where they roasted their own coffee beans. Just the smell of the place was heaven to Brian, as he took in all the delightful aromas.
While waiting inside Justin noticed that they also had an extensive display case of pastries, muffins and pies. His mouth was watering as he gazed at all the fresh-baked treats. That’s when the waitress mentioned that they also owned the bakery across the street. It was now mandatory that they stopped at the beanery and bakery after breakfast.
Once they were seated, Justin was impressed with the huge selection of items on the menu, but of course he still wanted waffles, while Brian splurged on Eggs Benedict. They sit near the windows in the front as the sun pours in. Justin can’t help playing with his ring as it catches the sun, castings rays of light around the restaurant. They enjoy a leisurely breakfast and make plans to go window shopping and play tourist that afternoon.
They happened upon a local artist who makes unique jewelry. Justin finds a locket in the shape of the moon, with a small blue sapphire, for Molly. For his mom they bought a pair of gold tear-shaped earrings, and for Deb they found a rainbow pin made with different colored gemstones. The jeweler had a large selection of bracelets that Justin fell in love with. He wanted Brian and him to get one. Finally after convincing Brian that he needed to let go of his aversion he felt towards John, and his cowry shell bracelet, he agreed. Justin selected one made of platinum and leather, while Brian’s was a very classic design made of platinum and gold. They had them engraved with ‘It was love to me’ and the date of their wedding.
Just down the block was the Vermont Teddy Bear Company, where you could design your own teddy bears. For Gus they designed a polar bear with a woolen scarf, mittens and ice skates. And for JR they chose a grey ballerina teddy bear, with a pink tutu, ballet slippers and rhinestone tiara. Brian knew that it would irritate the hell out of Mel that they were stereotyping them, but he couldn’t resist.
The next shop they went into was Made in Vermont. Soon Justin was loading up their basket with bottles of real maple syrup, honey, homemade jams, salsa and cherry mustard. Then he found the handmade soaps that smelled like coconut, vanilla, and milk and honey. Brian teased Justin about whether he was going to eat them or shower with them, but he couldn’t fool Justin, he knew Brian really liked them too. They even decided to get Melanie a gift basket of soaps and matching bubble bath.
By this time Brian’s arms are loaded down with bags and packages from all over town, then they decide to stop at the local pub, The Rainbow Lounge, for lunch. They were sure before they even entered that it was a gay bar because there was a sign in the window advertising a daily afternoon Tea Dance. They felt right at home with the atmosphere being so similar to Woody’s. The bartender offered to store their shopping bags in the office, so they could relax, have lunch and dance without having to worry about someone stealing their things.
Everyone there was checking them out as the bar slowly filled up. Their waiter brought over their lunch and another round of beers, compliments of the couple sitting at the bar. Brian turned to look at them, lifting his beer to acknowledge his thanks. Justin just smiled, not wanting to give them the wrong impression; after all they hadn’t even been married twenty-four hours. Brian tried to be gracious without looking interested, so he flashed his wedding band as he nodded to them.
The couple couldn’t help but look disappointed, but they accepted it, as they held up their own wedding bands. There was an MC announcing the band, but first he congratulated several couples on their recent nuptials. Brian glared at Justin, saying, “Don’t you dare, little boy… Or I’ll have to spank you.”
Justin couldn’t help smiling back at him, knowing how much Brian would hate being the center of attention in front of all these strangers. After everyone celebrated by throwing confetti at the couples announcing their partnerships, the thumpa, thumpa beat took over. Justin pulled Brian out on the dance floor and soon they were in a world of their own, swaying to the music with their arms around each other as they kissed.
They drank and danced the afternoon away, meeting several people as they enjoyed themselves. It felt good to be back in friendly surroundings, not having to think about how their affection for one another might be interpreted. Not that the ski lodge was uncomfortable; it was just good to be with those of their own kind. When it started getting dark out they decided to head back to the hotel and get dressed for dinner. They had reservations at one of the fancy restaurants at the ski lodge, and of course Justin was starting to get hungry, or maybe he was a little drunk and just needed to eat something.
Once back in their suite, Justin started giving Brian a little strip show. He threw his head back and lifted his shirt up, flashing his chest. Then he turned around and wiggled his ass as he pulled his shirt over his head, letting it drop to the floor. Next he started shimmying out of his pants, swinging his hips as they fell to the floor. Brian reached out and pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him, kissing him, leaving him breathless.
“You know if you keep this up we will miss our reservations, but we can always order room service.”
Justin thinks about it for a minute and then says, “How about you just give me another mind-altering blowjob and then we can go to dinner.”
“It’s good to know you have your priorities straight.”
Brian lifts him up and carries him into the bedroom, laying him out on the bed. Justin throws his arms above his head as he feels Brian’s wet lips engulfing his cock; he arches his back as Brian swallows all of him, while sucking on his shaft. Soon Justin is moaning as his breathing increases, and Brian slides his lips up and down his dick. Every few strokes Justin’s head hits the back of Brian’s throat and he’s in heaven, loving the sensations spiraling through him. He fists Brian’s hair as he increases his rhythm until Justin loses control, shooting down Brian’s throat.
~~~
Debbie waits patiently for Michael in the guest lounge. She’s a little worried about how he’s doing after having to be sedated on her last visit. She’s not sure if it’s a good thing or not, but Michael looks calm. He sits down next to her, a little spaced out. She hands him the bag of cookies she’s baked for him, asking him how he’s feeling.
“I’m better.”
“Good. I understand that Dr. Edwards has changed your medication, and you’re now getting injections. He told me that they discovered that you were hiding your pills in your pillowcase.”
“Yeah, I guess that was stupid of me to think they wouldn’t find out. I just didn’t think I needed them.”
“And now?”
“I guess the medication is helping. I still hate having to take it, but what choice do I have?”
“Michael, I was worried about you after my last visit. I hope you’ve been able to accept that Brian and Justin have gotten married?”
Michael shifts in his seat, swearing.
“There’s no fucking way it will last! Brian will never give him what he wants, and Justin will always run away when he doesn’t get his own way.”
“Michael Charles Novotny! Stop feeling sorry for yourself and accept reality. Brian is married to Justin. He’s never been interested in you romantically, and if you don’t stop all this nonsense you’re going to lose his friendship. Capish!”
“Ma, you can’t really think…”
“Michael, for Christ sakes, get it through your thick head. It’s never going to happen!”
“But…”
“No buts about it. It’s this foolish daydreaming that’s gotten you into this mess to begin with. You need to learn to face reality.”
“I just don’t understand why he couldn’t love me, the way I love him.”
“Michael, infatuation isn’t love. Don’t let your life pass you by while you wait for a future that’s never going to come. Stop this ridiculous obsession left over from your adolescent years.”
“You don’t understand. I just want a chance. I know he has feelings for me.”
“Michael, right now the only feelings he has for you is anger and resentment. You’ve been coddled and pampered your whole life, and I know that’s partially my fault. I never reprimanded you or held you accountable when you were growing up. It’s made you a weak man, who never owns up to his mistakes and accepts his responsibilities.”
“I can’t believe you just said that. Is that how you really feel about me?”
“Unfortunately yes, at this point. You’re almost thirty-five years old and look at your life. It’s a complete mess. You threw away your marriage, your foster son wants nothing to do with you. You’ve never been able to help support JR financially, your comic bookstore failed. Your petty resentment toward Justin has left you in jail. You’ve lost most of your friends and you’re now in a psychiatric hospital on anti-psychotic drugs.”
“Maybe I’d be better off dead!”
“Enough with the drama princess act, I’m not buying it. You need to take this time to analyse your life, accept reality, and work with your psychiatrist to figure out where you want to go from here.”
“What options do I have?”
“Once you’ve gotten help and shown improvement, there’s a rehabilitation program that helps retrain inmates for careers once they’re released.”
“But you know I’m no good at school.”
“You have to try, Michael. Granted, it won’t be as good an option as Brian offered you, but it will be a start.”
“I don’t know…”
“You don’t really have any other choice, now do you?”
~~~
Emmett starts to knock on Ben’s door as he looks around and notices the realtor’s For Sale sign on the lawn. Hunter answers and waves him in. “Ben should be down in a few minutes.”
Ben comes down the stairs and goes over and gives Emmett a kiss on his cheek.
“Hunter, I expect you home by the time we get back, and be sure to clean your room before you go out.”
“Yes, dad…”
Ben and Emmett were on their way to an art exhibit at the Gay and Lesbian center, and then out to dinner.
“You’re selling your house?”
“Yeah, we don’t really fit into the neighborhood and Hunter and I would rather live closer to Liberty Avenue. Besides, it reminds us of Michael and we both need to move on from him.”
“I’m working with Jennifer to get one of those townhouses over near Brian’s old loft. They’re reasonably priced, and they have a large community center, a big lawn and pool area that’s maintained by the Home Owners’ Association.”
“I have a friend who owns one and they’re a lot more spacious than you’d think.”
“I think it will be good for Hunter and me to have a change, and it’s close enough that he can work as a busboy at the dinner and not have to take the bus, or ride his bike.”
“Speaking of Michael, have you been to see him since he’s been moved to the psychiatric hospital?”
“No, and I don’t plan on visiting him. He made it quite clear that he isn’t interested in having any kind of relationship with me or Hunter when he signed the divorce papers.”
“I haven’t been to see him either. I feel a little awkward and unsure about how to tell him that we’ve been seeing each other. The last thing I want is for him to freak out even more than he already is.”
“To tell you the truth, I don’t think he would really care. He seemed so distant the last time I saw him. He didn’t even ask how Hunter was doing.”
“Yeah, but it would be just like Michael to react badly once he finds out, and I really don’t want to hurt him.”
“He brought this all on himself and he has no one else to blame. I tried, I really tried. But he was so hung up on Brian he couldn’t see reality, and now look where it’s gotten him.”
~~~
After dinner Brian and Justin decide to spend a little time night skiing, enjoying the slopes. They planned to leave the next day, to be home in time for Justin to unwind and get ready for school on Thursday. The rush of downhill skiing was even more intense in the darkness under the starlit sky, but romantic at the same time.
Later that evening they sat next to the big fireplace in the bar, sipping cognac, warming their bones and reflecting on the last few days as they celebrated their marriage. It was great to get away, but soon they had to return home and start their new life together. Justin leans back into Brian’s arms as he sits on his lap, whispering words of love, showing his appreciation, still amazed that they’re really married. He can’t remember ever feeling so in love as he does right now, and he never wants this feeling to end.
They slowly make their way back up to their suite, enjoying a little buzz from the cognac. They walk with their arms around each other’s waist, holding one another close. Once inside Justin pushes Brian up against the wall, standing up on his tip-toes to kiss him passionately. Brian reaches out to hold him steady, so he won’t fall as they move into the bedroom. He lies him down on the bed and starts to disrobe him, loving all the little signs and giggles coming from his intoxicated husband.
Soon he’s divested himself of his clothing and crawls up Justin’s body, running kisses up his torso and around his neck from ear to ear. He drives Justin crazy, knowing how sensitive he is as he watches him squirm under his touch. Looking down into his eyes, seeing the lust and passion, he rolls him over and starts licking down his spine, leaving a wet path as he goes. Again Justin is giggling as Brian’s warm tongue tickles him. Soon Brian’s spreading his cheeks and lapping at his tender tissues.
Justin loves the intense sensations that are building as Brian swishes his tongue around his pucker. Soon he’s delving in and out of him, making him buck to get more of his tongue deeper inside. His breathing increases and he starts panting. Justin soon relaxes into Brian’s intrusion, loving the tremors of desire that are swirling towards his prostate, soon to take him over the brink.
He can’t help rutting into the three hundred thread count sheets that feel like silk to his cock. He can no longer hold back his orgasm as he cums across the bedding, leaving a large wet spot. Brian crawls up his back, and runs kisses across his shoulders as Justin’s breathing returns to normal. He rests his head between his shoulder blades as he sheaths his cock. Then they hear the distinct sound of the lube snapping open, as he spreads the cool gel around his opening.
Brian pulls Justin up by his hips, leaving his head still resting on the bed as he penetrates him in one long smooth motion. Justin loves the feeling of being full. Brian’s hands hold him in place, as he starts thrusting his hips back and forth. Brian throws his head back, loving the sensations of sliding deep into Justin. He can’t help thinking they fit perfectly together, like Justin’s body was made just for him. He’s on a natural high as the friction builds between them, sending waves of pleasure from the base of his spine throughout his body.
Brian hears Justin’s breathing hitch so he knows that he’s already getting close again. He reaches around and grasps his dick in his fist. Soon Brian’s driving in a steady rhythm as he pumps Justin’s cock, pulling them both closer to ecstasy. Brian increases his thrusts, feeling his slick walls clamping down on him as they both teeter on the edge, finally falling into oblivion. Now the only sound they hear is the two of them breathing, as their hearts race in their chests, and their senses slowly return to normal.
“Oh God, Brian… You’re absolutely amazing…”
“I know, it’s true, I am…”
“And modest…”
“Twat!”
“You love me so much…”
“It’s true, I do…”
~~~
Mel and Leda are having a late supper; the kids are all tucked into bed, and they’re finally alone. It’s bittersweet as Leda is leaving in the morning to go back to California, and while she’s applied for several jobs in Pittsburgh, she hasn’t heard back from any of them. She needs to sell her house in LA, and give notice at her job. They don’t know how long it will be until she can return, possibly several months but they’re both optimistic about the future.
Mel has decided to sell the house her and Lindsay have shared for the last decade, and look for something new to give them a fresh start. She knows that she has to talk with Brian and Justin about Gus’s custody, she hates to lose him. But she also knows that it’s too much for her to care for two small children, and continue to work such long hours as an attorney. She just hopes the transition will go smoothly, and Gus adjusts easily to the changes. He’s still confused about Lindsay’s departure and it breaks her heart.
Leda tells her to relax, that everything will work out and they’ll all be together soon. No matter how positive Leda is, Mel’s still smarting over how Lindsay deceived her, and it’s hard for her to believe in a future that’s so uncertain. Even though she loves Leda, it’s been a long time since they’ve been a couple and she can’t help remembering how Leda needed her freedom, and the option of having an open relationship. Mel’s not sure she can live like that, especially now she’s a parent. They still have so much to discuss.
~~~
Ben and Emmett walk hand in hand down Liberty Avenue. It’s a little brisk out but it isn’t snowing anymore. They’re almost at The Limelight where they have reservations when Ben’s cell phone rings and it’s Hunter. He wants to know if he can spend the night at Terry’s house. After having dinner with his family they’re settling down for the evening to play video games.
Ben is a little hesitant, knowing how attracted the two of them are to one another, but he figures Terry’s parents are home and he doubts anything will happen. Besides, with Hunter spending the night at Terry’s, this would leave him and Emmett alone for the night, and that’s just what they need to move their relationship along.
~~~
After they drifted off to sleep after an intense session of passionate sex, Brian awakes to find he’s alone in bed. But when he looks up there’s a small lamp on across the room where Justin sits, sketching him while he sleeps.
“Drawing my cock again?”
“You know it. I couldn’t resist…”
Brian just grins back at him, questioning what’s bothering him.
“I couldn’t sleep. It must be my nerves about starting school on Thursday. I know it sounds ridiculous, and I have nothing to be nervous about. But it’s been awhile since I’ve been in school and I left under such bad circumstances.”
“Justin, I’m sure all has been forgiven. Besides, Stockwell ended up in jail, which just goes to show you were right to have stood up for what you believed in.”
“Maybe. I guess you’re right.”
“Now come back to bed. It’s getting cold without you wrapped around me.”
Justin smiles and puts down his sketch pad and pencil and joins Brian in bed.
“Come here.”
Brian wraps his arms around Justin as their lips gently graze one another’s. Soon they’re lost in each other, kissing passionately. Justin breaks for air as he looks at Brian with that twinkle in his eye. Brian knows that look well. It’s the one Justin gets when he’s in the mood to top, but is afraid to ask. Brian thinks it’s adorable when he’s shy like that, but he also feels bad because for so long he denied Justin that pleasure. Now he never wants him to feel insecure about wanting to get his needs met.
Justin looks deep into Brian’s eyes as he leans on his elbows, looking down at him. Brian runs his fingers down the side of his face, caressing him gently. He motions for Justin to move his legs up on his shoulders. Justin’s surprised because it’s rare that Brian allows him to top, and he almost never allows them to face each other. Brian’s eyes are so open, so welcoming, letting Justin read his desire. A huge smile spreads across his face when he realizes what Brian is offering; so much passion is communicated without either one of them speaking.
Justin sits back a little and takes Brian’s legs, lifting them up over his shoulders. Then he leans back down and kisses him. He reaches into the nightstand drawer and takes out the bottle of lube and a condom. Justin coats his fingers and spreads the lubricant around Brian’s rosebud. He inserts a finger, running it around to stretch him open. He squirts more lube on his fingers, wanting to make sure Brian is more than sufficiently covered, then adds another finger, circling and stretching his tight muscles, helping him relax to his touch.
Soon Brian’s eyes become more intense as the green and golden irises sparkle with desire. Brian reaches for the condom, smiling as he slips it on Justin’s cock, signaling to him that he’s ready. Justin grins back at him as he aligns himself and pushes deep into his husband, loving the incredible sensations he’s feeling. He leans down again, kissing Brian as he waits for him to adjust. Once his breathing evens out he knows he’s ready, and starts to slowly thrust.
Brian sighs, releasing a deep moan, loving the feelings that Justin is awakening within him. What starts out slow and tender quickly turns to a deep penetrating plunge, sending waves of pleasure as his prostate is prodded in a steady rhythm. Justin increases his thrusts as he pulls both of them closer with each downward dive. Soon they’re both quaking with pleasure, sending them both to their climax.
Justin lays down across Brian chest as they catch their breath, feeling Brian’s semen as it spreads across both their bellies, leaving them exhausted and covered in spunk. Justin gets up and retrieves a warm washcloth to clean them up. But it’s no use as the sheets are soaked. It’s a good thing that room service started leaving them extra sets of sheets when they clean their room. Once they’re done refreshing the linen on the bed they climb back in and curl up, embracing each other as they both drift off into a deep sleep.
~~~
Lindsay sits alone in her apartment wondering when Sam will return. They’ve only been in Paris a few days and she’s already concerned about her decision to marry him. Things were great when they first started sneaking around together. It was exciting being pursued by the famous artist, making her feel alive. But since they’ve been back in Paris Sam’s been distant, often coming home late from drinking with his friends. She’s starting to feel the way Mel must have felt when she was running around with him.
She won’t allow herself to consider that she’s made a huge mistake by rushing into a marriage without thinking about the consequences. She liked the idea of not having to work, having all her free time to be able to paint, cook and be a good housewife. But she didn’t expect to be sitting at home alone, while her husband was out indulging in his lifestyle that didn’t seem to include her. She misses Brian and can’t help thinking that if things could have been different, she might be his wife instead of Sam’s.
She’s determined to make things work, no matter how difficult things seem at the moment. She loves the idea of living in Paris and being able to shop at the open-air markets, and visit all the museums. She mentioned to Sam that she thought that they could share a studio space, but he made it clear that he needs his privacy when he creates. So she’s decided that she’ll find a studio of her own and really start concentrating on her own art work, to try and make a name for herself.
~~~
Michael sits in the patient lounge, watching re-runs of Desperate Housewives; he doesn’t really like the show but the actor playing Jackson reminds him of Brian. He can’t help rewinding in his head the conversation he had with his mom earlier in the day. As much as he was trying, he couldn’t stop feeling sorry for himself. He has made some really bad choices, and now he has lost most of his friends. Even though he fell out of love with Ben somewhere along the way, he still misses being part of a couple.
Accepting that Brian and Justin had actually gotten married, didn’t sit well with him but he also knew that his mother was right. Infatuation isn’t love. He knows in his heart that Brian never loved him romantically, and it was never going to happen. Thinking back on it he wishes that he would have taken the chance with Brian when they were fourteen, and finished what they had started. Then he would have been Brian’s first experience with a boy, and maybe things might have developed between them. But now it was all water under the bridge. You can’t go back and change how things work out, except in comic books.
As much as he hates to admit it the medication is starting to work. He’s calmer and his thoughts are clearer. He realizes that when his mind starts wandering, thinking about things that will never be. Things could be worse - he could actually be in jail, and he wonders if he’ll actually have to go back to jail once he’s stabilized on medication and attending regular therapy sessions. Just the thought makes him sick to his stomach, and sends a chill down his spine.
Images of him, frantic, in Brian’s loft drift to the surface and he sees himself with a pair of scissors, slashing Justin’s painting, then moving to the closet as his anger boils over, and he slashes Brian’s designer suits. He was so irate that Brian had made a name for himself, while he was unemployed and living with his mother. He’s now just starting to realize that not all of his wild behavior stems from his resentment of Justin. He is also jealous of Brian and his success, his confidence to be able to have any man he wanted.
There’s so much more to it than what shows on the surface. He blames Brian because he never really got an education, never excelling in a career. Brian always helped him out, doing his homework and writing his essays for him, as well as protecting him from the school bullies. Although he couldn’t see it at the time, he now realizes that it put him at a disadvantage later in life; he never had a good self-image or the confidence of believing in himself.
Even with his relationships, he never went after the guys he was attracted to; he always ended up with Brian’s rejects. Hell, the first time he got laid wasn’t until he was twenty-one, and Brian had taken him to the baths; he was scared to death and ready to bolt, until Brian had found someone and set up their encounter, hoping that it would give Mikey the reassurance to start approaching men. With David and Ben he fell into those relationships almost by mistake, mostly trying to prove something to Brian. He had little in common with them, and at times he had a hard time keeping up his side of the conversation.
Yes, he was definitely showing improvement, finally accepting reality even if it killed him to acknowledge the truth. Dr. Edwards had told him that it wouldn’t be easy; that the truth was hard to see and even harder to accept. But once he started to see things for how they really were, he’d be able to move past them and work towards a clearer future. Michael’s writing frantically in his notebook, jotting down all his thoughts and realizations, just like Dr. Edwards had asked him to. He always thought that it was a stupid idea, but now that he has started to put his feelings into words, it’s becoming easier to express his hidden fears.
He looks up at the TV screen and sees Gale Harold; he still can’t help thinking how much he looks like Brian and his heartbeat seems to race. He knows now how unrealistic it is to continue to pine for Brian, finally accepting that it will never happen. But it’s still hard not to feel attracted to him; after all, he’s spent most of his life wishing for him to love him in return. He thinks it strange how you can love and hate someone at the same time, and he can’t help wondering if they’ll ever be friends again.
~~~
Emmett and Ben have been seeing each other for months, and they’ve gotten to know each other well. They’re both really attracted to one another, but it’s never gone farther than heavy petting. Which seems appropriate since they both feel a little awkward, like teenagers discovering sex for the first time. Ben takes Emmett’s hand and leads him up the stairs into his bedroom. It is a little uncomfortable being in the same room that he used to share with Michael. Ben’s not the only one who feels hesitant as he looks at Emmett’s face. He smirks a little then reaches into the drawer next to the bed and removes the tube of lubricant and several condoms.
He pulls Em into his embrace and kisses him to help him relax, then he motions for him to follow him as they walk down the hallway to what was once JR’s bedroom. Although the crib has been removed there’s now a double bed set up as the guestroom. Ben adjusts the dimmer on the overhead light to just a faint light, creating the perfect ambiance. Just being in a neutral room seems to make it so much more comfortable as the two of them run their hands across each other’s bodies. Emmett still can’t get over how strong and muscular Ben is, as his hands float over each and every muscle group.
They start undoing the buttons on each other’s shirts, and soon they’re working on unzipping their pants. Emmett can’t help sinking down to his knees as he starts to fondle Ben’s cock. Just as he’s about to take him into his mouth Ben steps back and hands Emmett a condom. It’s then that the reality of the situation sets in, but Em’s had lots of time to contemplate the situation and he knows this is what he wants. Ben grins down at him as Em rolls the condom down his impressive shaft.
Ben takes a hold of Emmett’s chin, looking down at him, saying, “If you feel at all uncomfortable I want you to stop. I’d never want you to do anything you’re not sure of.”
“No, I’ve wanted this for a long time now. I’m ready. I want us to be together in the most intimate way.”
A smile spreads across Ben’s face, and then he reminds Emmett to be very careful and to cover his teeth. He doesn’t want there to be any possibility that something might happen. Emmett slides his hands up so that they’re holding Ben’s hips, as he starts pumping his lips up and down his cock. It’s been so long since Ben has been with anyone and he can’t help all the moans and sighs that escape as Emmett works him to a state of elation. Just a few more pumps and Ben falls over the edge, filling the condom as he cries out Emmett’s name.
Emmett runs kisses up Ben’s chest until he reaches his neck and mouth, then he pushes him down on the bed. It feels so good to be able to finally express the passion and desire that’s been building between them for so long. They lie together holding each other close, relaxing in each other’s arms as Ben comes back down to earth ready for round two. Ben rolls Em over so he’s lying on his stomach. He starts running kisses around his shoulders and down his spine until he reaches his firm cheeks.
He snaps the lube open and spreads some gel on his fingers and gently penetrates his tight ring of muscle. Emmett had hoped that Ben was going to rim him, but then he realizes that it’s out of the question, even though it’s an unlikely possibility, it’s still a risk that Ben isn’t willing to take. Em can’t help but feel overwhelmed by Ben’s need to keep him safe, and it just seems to make him feel even closer to him.
After circling his fingers around Emmett’s tight pucker several times stretching him open, he slips on a condom and swiftly enters him, diving down into his warm slick ravine. Emmett’s truly in heaven as he feels Ben gliding deep into him, loving the sensations as he starts thrusting back and forth. It isn’t long before they’re both lost in the passion that’s flowing between them. They both knew that their first time wouldn’t last long, since they’ve been waiting for this night for so long. Several more plunges and they’re both consumed by their orgasm.
“Oh God, Ben.”
Ben pulls back momentarily and removes the condom, tossing it into the wastebasket. Then he rolls them over onto their sides. They’re grinning like fools, still feeling the vibrations pulsating through them. Ben’s strong arms encircle him, pulling Em closer as they hold each other tight.
~~~
Brian and Justin decided to have a late breakfast in the dining room before they check out of the ski lodge to return home. They were both a little disappointed that their honeymoon is coming to an end; they’d like nothing more than to be able to stay for another week. It felt so good to get away and just be with one another, relax, and not have to worry about what was waiting for them at home. Besides Justin starting school, they will have to talk with Mel about Gus’s custody.
At some point Brian will have to decide if he is going to pursue retribution against Michael for all the costs to the loft, knowing that it will take him years, if not decades, to repay the damages. This whole thing gives him a headache, but he knows that Justin will never forgive him if he lets Michael slide, and the only way he will learn his lesson is if he’s held responsible for his actions.
After ordering breakfast Brian excuses himself to go buy the New York Times, and catch up on what’s going on in the business world. Just after Brian has left the table Justin is surprised when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He turns around casually, thinking it’s Brian to remind the waitress that he wants extra strong coffee, not the weak brew they usually serve. He’s more than surprised when he sees Ethan standing there; he was sure he had made it clear that he wanted nothing more to do with him.
“Justin, I saw you sitting here alone and I just wanted to give you my address and phone number. So you’d know how to reach me when you came to your senses and realized you’ve made the biggest mistake of your life marrying that heathen. Or when you find out that he’s cheating on you, never taking your marriage seriously like I would if you were my husband.”
“Ethan, I can’t believe that you’re still stalking me, after I made it clear I didn’t want to see you again.”
“But, Justin…”
Ethan didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as he was twirled around and his chin came in contact with Brian’s fist, leaving him staggering backwards. But Brian wasn’t finished. He landed another blow, sending him hurtling towards the ground. But instead of letting him fall Brian jerked him back by grabbing his arm, dislocating his shoulder and almost ending his career as a musician.
“Brian! Please! Stop! That’s enough!”
Brian’s eyes fell upon a shocked Justin, and he released his hold on Ethan’s arm and he tumbled to the floor, landing on his injured shoulder, sending immense pain shooting through him. Ethan lies on the floor, as the restaurant manager comes rushing over, wondering what had just happened.
“I’ll get you for that, Kinney. You just wait. I’ll sue you for everything you’ve got!”
“I don’t think so. You’ve been warned, and I believe that you were banned from this establishment. Your presence here violates that order, and therefore you have no grounds to sue me. If anything, I should sue you for violating that order.”
Justin hates that they seem to be the entertainment for the rest of the patrons of the restaurant. He motions for the waitress as Brian straightens everything out with the manager. He changes their breakfast order to room service, then quickly escorts Brian back to their room once he’s finished.
“I’m sorry, Justin. I didn’t mean to cause a scene and embarrass you like that.”
“I know, Brian. I understand how much he bothers you. I just hope you know that I will never be interested in him again. It’s so unlike you to become violent, but I know he pushes all of your buttons.”
“So you forgive me for acting out?”
“Come here.”
Justin pulls Brian down onto the sofa and starts running his hands through his hair, peppering his face with soft butterfly kisses. It’s then that they hear someone at the door. Justin jumps up as their breakfast cart is rolled into their suite.
“Great! I’m starving!”
“Aren’t you always?”
Justin swats Brian across his chest as Brian laughs at him, glad the tension in the air has dissipated. They sit down and enjoy their breakfast, knowing that they have to leave for the airport in about an hour. But if they hurry up they just might have time for one last tryst before their taxi cab arrives.
Brian has his head thrown back as Justin’s lips encompass his cock. Justin’s talented tongue works his magic as he licks and sucks Brian’s head, swishing his tongue across his slit, eliciting moans as Brian’s pulled closer to his climax. Brian fists Justin’s hair as he holds his head in place while he feeds his dick in and out of his beautiful mouth. Justin slips a finger between his cheeks and penetrates his ass, twirling it around twice as Brian loses control, shooting down his throat. Justin comes up for air as he tucks him back in and zips up his pants, grinning up at him like a Cheshire cat.
TBC…
