part 4

Justin grabbed the far edge of the desk, struggling to hold his body still against Brian’s thrusts. His cock rubbed the desk beneath him, but he’d cum so recently that he was only half-hard. Brian, on the other hand… uh… mmmm…

Justin bit his lip as Brian twisted his hips slowly and pulled almost all the way out. He paused there, Justin’s body waiting, poised for the in-stroke. Only the head of Brian’s cock was still inside him, and Brian wasn’t moving now.

“Brian…” Justin breathed out, his hands reaching behind him to pull Brian’s body back in. Brian rocked his hips slightly, the small movement hitting Justin’s nerves, making his muscles spasm. He heard Brian let out a breath, then felt his warm hands on his hips.

Brian lifted Justin’s hips off the desk, pulling him up on his tip-toes on the ground. Justin held on tighter with his hands at the top of the desk, bracing his weight on his forearms and his chest. He had almost no weight on his legs as Brian pulled him a little higher, practically holding him off the ground. It made Justin feel helpless, submissive. He moaned. Brian pulled all the way out, the sheathed head of his dick rubbing Justin’s open hole. Justin was definitely past half-hard now.

“Brian… please…” he breathed. Brian just kept circling slowly, poking gently but not entering him. “Come on…”

“You want it?” Brian’s voice was low and hoarse. “Tell me what you want,” he rocked against Justin again, teasing.

“I… I want you to fuck me,” Justin breathed out, his hands still grasping at Brian’s clothes behind him.

“Fuck you how?” Brian murmured, hips taunting.

Justin tried to push back against Brian’s cock, but he couldn’t with Brian holding him just off the ground. He groaned softly. “Fuck me now, Brian,” he whispered harshly. “Fuck me now… here… uh… just fucking do it,” he bit out, helpless to do anything but lay across Brian’s desk.

“Do you want to feel me inside you?” Brian whispered, his cock pushing harder now.

“Yes...” Justin sighed.

“Do you want to feel me come?” Brian voice was heavy, his cock stretching Justin’s hole now.

Justin nodded, moaning.

“God… you’re beautiful,” Brian sighed softly as he pushed into Justin again. He watched Justin’s body arch into him, pushing back as much as he could. His fingers were leaving small red marks where he held Justin’s weight off the ground, so he lowered Justin slightly. Justin immediately pushed back on him once he could get leverage.

Brian gasped quietly, his cock engulfed by Justin’s ass. He stood still, letting Justin move now. Justin writhed back onto him, then pulled forward as he realized Brian wasn’t moving, just bracing himself so Justin could rock back against him. Justin used his hands on the edge of the desk to push and pull himself, twisting and rocking as he moved back and forth. Brian held the desk to steady himself, his mouth falling open at the sight of Justin moving, the feel of his ass clenching around his cock. Fuck…

Brian reached one hand out to stroke Justin’s back, the muscles rippling softly under his fingers. He stroked his lower back, the soft touch making Justin arch up off the desk. Brian moaned as he felt the twitch on his dick. He started to meet Justin’s thrusts with his own, his body taking over. He still held onto Justin’s hips, but only to keep them in place. He stared at Justin’s taut back, the skin so soft, so perfect…

Justin felt Brian’s thrusts picking up speed, his body’s rhythm moving into the familiar pattern. He knew Brian was close. He could hear his breathing, feel the tension in his hands, in his legs against the backs of Justin’s. Justin rode it with him, moaning softly as he heard Brian’s breath get harsher and harsher.

He cried out when he felt Brian pull out suddenly. He turned his head to look over his shoulder just in time to see Brian ripping off the new condom, head back, mouth open, hand fisting his now bare cock. Justin held his breath, gasping as he felt the first stream of hot cum land on his back. Justin dropped his head, feeling each spurt land on his bare skin. Oh god…

He felt it drip down into the valley of his lower back, felt Brian’s now spent cock hit the top of his ass just above his crack. Brian leaned forward slightly, catching his breath, bracing himself on his hands on either side of Justin’s body. Justin stayed still, trying to calm his racing heart. Brian rarely did this, but it made Justin totally crazy when he did. He didn’t know why he loved it so much, but something about Brian cumming on him made him feel so raunchy, so totally fucking hot.

He closed his eyes when he felt Brian’s finger dip into the liquid on his back, swirling it around. He stroked Justin’s back with it, leaving wet streaks cooling against Justin’s hot skin. Justin moaned softly.

Brian leaned over further, kissing the top of Justin’s back, the bottom of his neck. Justin twitched, holding his breath. He was so hard now. Brian’s lips found Justin’s ear as he moved beside Justin a bit.

“That was hot,” he murmured against Justin’s ear. Justin nodded a little too quickly, making Brian laugh softly. “But I’ve made quite a mess,” he breathed, the sound making Justin’s cock jump.

Justin felt Brian’s face move away from his ear, then felt his lips on his shoulder blade. Brian kissed slowly down Justin’s back. Justin held his breath when he didn’t feel Brian’s mouth for a second, then moaned when he felt Brian’s tongue lapping his skin. Christ…

Brian licked his lower back, then moved up to where Justin’s head was. He turned his head to face Brian, feeling Brian’s wet lips against his own. He moaned again as he tasted the cum in Brian’s mouth, pushing into his own. He licked into Brian’s mouth hungrily, wanting more. Brian chuckled, letting Justin devour his mouth. Justin sucked his tongue until he couldn’t taste Brian anymore, then pulled back for air. “More,” he begged.

Brian raised an eyebrow, smiling. He retreated back down Justin’s body again, his tongue lapping up more of his cum, then bringing it to Justin’s waiting mouth. Justin licked into Brian’s mouth, his kisses wanton and greedy.

“Down boy,” Brian murmured happily, pulling up and reaching out to help Justin turn over. Justin’s cheeks were flushed, his lips swollen and red. Brian shook his head at the sight of his aroused lover, amazed at how much he loved making Justin feel this way. He ran his hand down Justin’s chest, his belly, stroking the skin under his cock softly. Justin moaned, twisting his hips to get closer to Brian’s hand. Brian leaned down and kissed the tip of Justin’s straining cock, making Justin gasp. He looked up at Justin, smiling devilishly. He kept his eyes locked on Justin’s as his tongue poked out, flicking the head of Justin’s cock. Justin groaned, his eyes lidded and glassy, but unable to look away. Brian kissed him chastely, then leaned back and stood up.

Justin looked at him questioningly, his mouth opening to say something.

“Sorry baby. I have work to do,” Brian flashed a smile at Justin, tucking his shirt back into his pants.

Justin stared at him in disbelief, sitting up on the desk. “You’d better be kidding…” Justin growled.

Brian smiled wider, leaning in to kiss Justin’s mouth gently. “Life sucks, what can I say,” he smirked, moving to the side of the desk and collecting some files. He paused, moving back in front of Justin. He hovered in front of Justin’s face, closing his eyes. Justin closed his in response, his body aching to be close to Brian’s.

“I want you so fucking horny when I get home,” Brian breathed into his mouth. “You may have to put your clothes on to get home, but you’d better have them off when I walk in the door tonight,” he murmured dangerously. “Your body is mine,” Brian growled as he leaned in to kiss Justin. Justin whimpered softly.

“Did you like it when I came on your back?” Brian whispered against Justin’s mouth. Justin nodded, sighing into Brian’s lips. “Good… because I plan to use your body for all kinds of things tonight,” he murmured slowly. Justin shivered, electrical jolts of desire running down his body.

Brian pulled away, walking to the door of his office. He pulled his tie off as he walked, throwing it on the chair. He smoothed out his wrinkled shirt, then ran his fingers through his hair. Justin watched him, amazed at how good he looked despite the intense fucking they’d just done. Justin knew he looked thoroughly fucked, and thoroughly horny. Brian just looked hot, as usual. He turned back to face Justin, his hand on the door knob.

“See you at home, Sunshine,” he smiled seductively, his tongue sweeping over his flushed lips. “I’m looking forward to it,” he smirked and then headed out the door, making sure to pull it firmly closed behind him. Justin heard him tell Cynthia that he’d need a new shirt asap and not to disturb Justin in his office. Oh, and get him a new tie too…

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When Brian pulled the loft door open, he noted that there weren’t many lights on inside. He paused for a second, ready to be seriously pissed if Justin blew him off and wasn’t there yet. Not that it was likely.

As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he noticed the candles across the bench in front of the bedroom. Then on the bar in the kitchen. Then on the coffee table. Small votives flickering from each surface, making the room glow softly. Brian snorted outwardly at the romantic gesture, but his face softened somewhat despite himself. Justin probably didn’t want to be naked under bright lights again, Brian mused, smiling.

He walked into the loft, looking around for Justin. He found him reclining on the bed, wearing nothing but a smile. Brian smiled back, raising an eyebrow at Justin’s very hard cock. Justin looked down at his dick, then back up at Brian. He raised an eyebrow back, showing his exasperation at Brian’s surprise. Like he thought Justin wasn’t going to be hard when he got home? Please…

Justin sat up slowly, then lifted himself till he was standing. Brian walked forward, stopping at the edge of the bed. With Justin standing on the bed, his face met the middle of Justin’s chest, and he breathed in deeply, absorbing the clean scent of his lover. His cock twitched, starting to respond to Justin’s presence. He ran his fingertips down the sides of Justin’s body, making him squirm and huff out a laugh at the tickling. Brian leaned forward and took one of Justin’s nipples in his mouth, sucking softly. Justin’s laugh turned into a small moan, his hands reaching to Brian’s shoulders. Not only was Brian still dressed, but he was still wearing his long wool coat. The rough fabric brushed against Justin’s bare skin, making him shiver. God, Brian was on a major kick of him being dressed while Justin was naked, Justin thought as Brian’s tongue circled his nipple again.

Brian pulled his head away, stepping back to shed his coat. He walked over to hang it up, letting Justin follow him. Justin leaned into Brian’s back, his hands pulling Brian’s suit coat off gently. Brian let him take it, hanging it up as well. Justin stood on his tip-toes behind Brian, his lips reaching for Brian’s ear.

“I got dinner,” he whispered, his hands reaching around to the front of Brian’s shirt to unbutton it. Brian’s hands covered his, stopping him. Brian turned around to face him, his eyes dark and penetrating. Brian questioned with his eyes, so Justin led him by the hand into the kitchen. Justin opened the fridge, the bright light casting shadows across his smooth body. Brian watched as he pulled two plates out of the fridge, neat rows of sushi lined up on each. Brian smiled. Justin turned around to face him, pleased to see that Brian approved.

Brian stayed still and silent as Justin carried the plates over to the dining room table. When he got there and saw that Brian hadn’t followed him, he looked back at Brian. Brian shook his head slowly.

Justin squinted, unsure what Brian meant. He lifted the plates off the table, noting Brian’s nod in the direction of the living room area. He carried both plates over to the coffee table, Brian following him this time. Justin stayed standing, waiting for Brian to sit. Brian sat on the floor, crossing his long legs. Justin went to sit down across from him, but Brian’s voice stopped him.

“Uh uh.” Justin looked at him quizzically. Brian patted his lap, motioning with his head for Justin to come to him. Justin laughed, crawling closer to Brian. When he went to snuggle against Brian, Brian grabbed his arms, pulling Justin across his lap. Justin looked up at him, smiling.

“Brian… wha…?” Justin laughed, feeling Brian’s hands placing his arms on the floor on the far side of his lap, then pushing up gently against his stomach. Then one hand behind his knees.

Brian moved Justin until he was on his hands and knees over top of Brian’s lap. Justin’s laugh got lower, throatier, but he held the position Brian had placed him in.

“How am I going to eat like this?” Justin murmured, his voice betraying the desire coursing through him. His cock stood straight out from his body, barely dipping down towards the ground, almost parallel with his stomach. Brian noted this with a smirk. He ran one hand across the flat surface of Justin’s back, over the curve of his ass and down his firm thigh, pulling his legs apart slightly. Justin closed his eyes, Brian’s fingers sending shivers through him. Brian shifted, lifting himself onto his knees rather than sitting directly on the ground. He lowered himself down onto his heels, giving him the height he wanted.

Brian reached for one of the plates from the coffee table, setting it on the floor beside them. Justin watched him as he picked up a piece of sushi with his chopsticks, carefully placing it in the small of Justin’s back. Justin twitched from the cold on his sensitive skin. Brian repeated the gesture, bringing each piece onto Justin’s back. Justin arched slightly, unable to stay totally still. The rice was cold and soft on his skin, each one making him hyper-aware of the nerves in his back. Brian smiled at him, reaching back to the plate for the small container of soy sauce. Justin raised his eyebrow, curious. He gasped when he felt the cold liquid hit his skin, pooling in the very centre of his arched back. He arched further from the cold, his ass pushing up and his shoulder blades drawing together. Brian chuckled softly, his fingers stroking Justin’s shoulder gently. Justin bit his lip, holding himself very still. He didn’t want the sauce to run onto Brian’s floor, or Brian’s clothes.

Brian picked up his chopsticks again, leaning forward and placing a small kiss on the side of Justin’s shoulder. Justin felt a piece leave his back, then watched Brian reach over and dip it in the soy sauce in the centre of his back, then finally bring it to his mouth. Justin loved watching Brian do anything with his mouth, but he never knew watching him eat sushi could be that sexy. Justin’s eyelids drooped slightly as he saw Brian slide the piece into his mouth, pulling the chopsticks out slowly. Brian smiled at Justin’s flared nostrils, his heavy eyes. Justin’s hard cock was barely an inch from the top of Brian’s thigh, but Brian resisted the temptation to lift his knee slightly. He didn’t want soy sauce on his clothes either.

Brian reached forward with the chopsticks again, repeating the same motions. Justin twitched slightly at the soft touch of the sushi in the sauce in the centre of his back, closing his eyes. He opened them when he heard Brian’s voice.

“Your turn,” Brian smiled softly, his voice low and sexy. He held the chopsticks in front of Justin’s mouth, his other hand cupped underneath to catch any drips. Justin opened his mouth, his eyes on Brian’s as Brian placed the piece in his mouth. He didn’t think he could eat the whole thing in one bite like Brian had, so he bit it in the middle. The chopsticks held the piece together, only a few bits of rice falling into Brian’s hand. Brian waited until he swallowed, then offered the rest. Justin swallowed the second bite around the lump in his throat, his breath catching at the look on Brian’s face. It was half sex… half affection… half… Justin wasn’t sure what.

He looked down, seeing the bits of rice and the few drops of soy sauce in Brian’s palm. He dipped his head, his tongue reaching out to lick them off. He smiled when he heard Brian’s intake of breath. Brian loved it when Justin licked non-obvious parts of his body. Well, he certainly liked it when Justin licked the obvious ones too.

Brian served himself another piece of sushi, enjoying the look of desire on Justin’s face. Justin made a very hot table… just as Brian thought he would.

He ate another piece, then fed Justin a second. When the sauce on Justin’s back was mostly gone, Brian reached under him and stroked his cock as he placed the sushi in Justin’s mouth. Justin moaned around the food in his mouth, his body shuddering from the touch. Brian lifted the remaining pieces off of Justin’s back, then leaned over and licked the drops of sauce still resting in the small of his back. Justin arched into his tongue, moaning softly. He wasn’t sure if he could move, so he stayed on his hands and knees. Brian pulled away from him, backing his knees out from under Justin. He dropped to his belly, sliding his head under Justin, turning as he went so he was facing Justin’s body. He pulled the head of Justin’s cock into his mouth, Justin’s hips rocking at the wet warmth. Justin’s head dropped back, his pelvis curling forward to get more of his cock in Brian’s mouth. Brian licked slowly, teasing the way he knew Justin liked. He could taste how turned on Justin was, he knew his body well enough to know how close Justin was just by smell, by taste, by sound.

Justin was too wound up to go slow, so he pulled back away from Brian’s mouth and crawled on top of him. He pushed his cock in between Brian’s clothed legs, grinding it up against Brian’s balls. Justin shoved Brian’s legs tight together, holding them with his hands as he rutted between them. Brian laughed, his hands stroking Justin’s back as Justin humped him.

“Horny, baby?” Brian smiled, enjoying Justin’s urgency. He squeezed his thighs around Justin’s cock, hearing Justin’s stuttered gasp.

“Fuck, Brian,” Justin swore, his fingers digging into Brian’s legs. He was rubbing too hard against the fabric of Brian’s pants, and he knew he’d have a raw spot on his dick later, but right now he didn’t fucking care. Just a few more… thrusts… uh…

Justin rutted faster, his body fully focused on getting off. He moaned hard when he felt Brian’s fingers pulling his ass cheeks apart, spreading him as he humped. “Brian,” Justin whispered, begging him not to interrupt, but not wanting him to stop.

“If only I didn’t have my pants on,” Brian whispered against Justin’s forehead, his lips hot on Justin’s skin. Justin moaned again. “You’d be so close to my ass.” Brian was teasing him, but his voice was thick. “All I’d have to do is spread my legs.” Justin pumped his hips unevenly now, his body shaking. Brian’s fingers pulled him wider, inching closer to his hole. Justin’s hands tightened their grip on Brian’s legs, his head falling heavily into Brian’s neck. Brian always played dirty, and he could never resist… god, why the fuck would he resist.

He shouted into Brian’s neck as he felt the orgasm whip through him, the relief washing over him in waves, pounding out with the pleasure. He slowly rocked against Brian, his body slumping heavily on top of Brian’s. He rested for a moment, then slowly realized he’d just cum all over Brian’s pants. Shit. He laughed softly. Brian cocked his head, making Justin lift his head to look down into the deep hazel eyes below him. Brian stared patiently at him, smiling softly.

“Your pants…” Justin laughed.

Brian pulled his lip into his mouth, the corners turning up into a smile. He nodded. He gently rolled Justin off him, helping them both to their feet. He looked down at his crotch, soaked with Justin’s cum. “You’re definitely getting this suit dry-cleaned, you know,” he smirked.

“Now let’s get you into the shower and get the sushi off you so I can fuck you properly in bed,” Brian whispered as he pulled Justin into him for a kiss, leading him to the bathroom…

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~fin~