Blinded

Chapter 23

Justin arrived after school looking very much the high school student in his uniform. He was all smiles as he greeted Cynthia. He was all smiles until he saw the tense looks on both her face and Brian's.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Something's happened, hasn't it?"

"I'm going to go, Brian," Cynthia said. "You can talk to Justin. I'll see you in the morning and take you to your doctor's appointment."

"Okay, and thanks."

Cynthia quickly left. She had done all she could to help Brian. They had had a locksmith come and change the lock. It had been replaced with a much stronger and supposedly safer version. Brian still wasn't sure how his attacker had got in, but the new lock was supposed to be almost impossible to pick.

"Brian, tell me what the fuck's going on!" Justin demanded.

"Someone tried to kill me last night," Brian said levelly.

"Kill you! What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Justin threw himself against Brian and hugged the man for all he was worth. "You're all right, aren't you? You look all right," Justin whispered against Brian's ear as he held on.

"I survived … but barely," Brian said. He let out a big sigh and led Justin to the sofa. He would have to relive the nightmare as he told his story once again, for what, the third or fourth time that day. He just wanted to get it over with.

By the time he was finished explaining and answering all Justin's questions and continually reassuring the boy that he was all right, Brian was exhausted. Justin kissed him again and again, and it felt better than anything else had all day. Finally he told Justin that he wanted to lie down for a while. He had got only a few minutes of sleep the night before.

Justin made sure Brian was safely tucked into bed and went to make dinner for them. His parents had said he could stay at Brian's that night and he was happy he had their permission already, because there was no way he was leaving Brian alone again, never again. He should never have agreed to stay at home in the first place.

Brian had never been one for naps. He lay in his bed dozing and thinking. He knew there was something he was missing about the attempts on his life, but try as he might he couldn't figure out what it was. Finally he closed his eyes and drifted off.

"Brian, Brian, dinner's ready," Justin said from somewhere far away.

Brian groaned and opened his eyes. In front of him was the most beautiful face he had ever seen. His breath caught in his throat and he shook his head thinking that he was imagining the vision he was seeing.

"Brian?" Justin said watching Brian carefully. "What's wrong?"

"Did you say you were a blond?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Because I'm looking at the most beautiful blond I've ever seen."

"Looking at? You mean…!!!" Justin dropped down on the bed next to Brian and took the older man in his arms. He kissed Brian's temples and cheeks and lips and the eyes that could now see. He poured all of his love and relief and longing into those kisses. He continued until they were both breathless and very aroused and so fucking happy.

Brian grabbed Justin's golden hair and gently tugged it, pulling the boy's head back so that he could look into that wonderful face. "You're just like I pictured you with my fingertips … only better," Brian whispered. A stray tear ran down his cheeks. "I can see, Justin! I can fucking see! And it's not going away. I can see!"

The smile through the tears was so radiant and joyously happy that Justin had to grin through his own misty eyes. He had prayed that Brian would get his sight back and now he had. They grabbed each other in another bone crushing embrace. They held on, laughing and crying and just being together. Brian didn't think he had ever been happier. He could see again and he had Justin in his arms. What more could he ever ask for?

"Is something burning?" Brian asked sitting up straight and sniffing.

"Fuck! Dinner!" Justin gasped and raced to the kitchen. He quickly shut off the chops he had been cooking on the stovetop. They were smoking and shriveling up into little hard coals as he watched them in disbelief. "I ruined dinner," Justin said sadly.

"Who cares?" Brian asked coming up behind Justin and wrapping his arms around Justin's chest. "I don't need food. I can see!"

"And now you can fuck me," Justin said leaning back into Brian's embrace. Brian had a momentary flash of conscience. "You promised … when you got your sight back," Justin reminded him.

"Justin … I…" Brian didn't know how to finish that sentence. Some part of him wanted to do the right thing, but every other part of him wanted Justin and he knew the boy wanted him just as much. Justin had told him that, every day in every way since they had known each other.

"You said you would," Justin challenged. "I'm old enough to make my own decisions and this is what I want." Brian hesitated. "Unless you don't want me…?"

Brian heard his own strangled voice as it uttered the words that would seal their fate. "I want you!"

Justin turned in his arms and the kiss began. Neither knew how long they kissed standing in the kitchen beside a pan of charred meat, but however long it was, it still wasn't long enough. When they finally broke apart their lips were red and swollen and the desire inside each of them was as ready to combust as their dinner had been a few minutes before.

"You're sure?" Brian asked one last time. When Justin nodded he began removing the boy's clothes tossing them anywhere they landed in the kitchen. He shoved Justin's cargo pants to the floor along with his underwear and dropped to his knees in front of the boy. He had wanted to taste this kid, this man, for so long and nothing was going to stop him now. Justin's cock was purple and fully engorged. He whimpered as Brian's hand clasped around it.

"Brian, Brian," Justin moaned as his eyes threatened to roll back in his head with the feel of Brian's lips moving up and down his shaft.

Brian ran the tip of his tongue through Justin's slit tasting the sweet, yet salty essence of the young man. Justin bucked forward and cried out. Brian knew Justin was very excited and it wouldn't take much to send him over the edge. He held the head of Justin's cock in his mouth, sucking and then running his tongue all around it. Justin whimpered and pushed forward with his hips.

"Easy," Brian cautioned. He waited and felt Justin calm down a bit.

Brian licked along the protruding vein drenching the hard shaft with saliva. He took the whole thing into his mouth surprised by the size of dick on such a slender body. Sometimes surprises were a good thing. Brian smiled as he looked up at Justin's face holding the boy's cock firmly in his mouth. Beautiful blue eyes looked back at him dark with raw need. Justin's cheeks were flushed as his orgasm neared. Brian ran his lips up and down Justin's cock sucking hard and then soft. Justin continued to groan and push his dick into Brian's warm, inviting mouth. Brian gave a few swift pulls with his mouth and then deep throated the cock. Justin cried out and shot his load into Brian's mouth. Brian swallowed it all loving the taste that he had wanted for so long. He sucked Justin dry before he stood up and cradled the shaky boy against his chest.

"Okay?" he asked.

"Mmm," Justin said rubbing his head against Brian's T-shirt. Brian was still fully clothed.

"Let's go to the bedroom. We're just getting started," Brian said putting his arm around Justin's waist and leading him towards the bedroom.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" Justin asked still feeling very light-headed and spacey from what had just happened. "Finally?"

"I knew you would be a demanding little bottom," Brian chuckled.

"Well, are you going to fuck me?"

"That was my intention."

Justin's face lit up with the most radiant smile that Brian had ever seen. He had wanted his eyesight back for so many reasons, but the thought of never seeing that smile was enough to make him weep. He cleared his throat. Getting his vision back had certainly turned him into a lesbian. He leaned down to kiss the smile that had seemed to light up the whole bedroom.

Justin tugged at Brian's T-shirt and Brian allowed him to pull it over his head and off. He dipped his head to make it easier for his smaller lover. And lover was what Justin would be, but first Brian had every intention of showing the boy the fine art of rimming. He wanted to taste every part of this kid.

Naked they dropped onto the bed and another bout of nonstop kissing ensued. It was so sensuous and arousing that they could never get enough of it.

"You are the absolute best kisser in the whole universe," Justin gasped.

"And just what do you have to compare me to?" Brian asked his tongue in cheek.

"Um … nothing," Justin admitted.

"Roll over," Brian ordered with a little chuckle. The kid was so honest.

Justin looked questioningly at Brian and then did as he was told. Brian leaned into the boy biting and licking and kissing the boy's neck and shoulders. Justin moaned and started to pant. Apparently it took next to nothing to arouse him. Brian smiled a feral grin. Wait till Justin felt what was coming next. Brian's tongue started at the base of Justin's skull and he dragged it all the way down the boy's back to the crack of Justin's ass. There he brushed his tongue across the little pink pucker and continued down the perineum. Justin moaned and shoved his butt up in the air wanting more.

"Do you know what rimming is?" Brian asked.

"Uh, no," Justin admitted.

"Well, you're about to find out."

Brian licked all around Justin's pucker and then shoved his tongue into the tight folds. Justin rose up off the bed and cried out. "Oh Go, oh God, oh God!" Brian dove in again probing deeper and eliciting more expletives from the boy. "Wait!" Justin said. "Are you using a condom?"

"On my tongue?" Brian chuckled.

"That was your tongue! Oh my God!"

"You've suddenly become very religious," Brian observed and then probed some more.

Justin was sure he was going to die. His heart pounded in his chest and he gasped for air. He was covered in sweat and he couldn't form a coherent thought. Brian continued to eat the boy's ass enjoying every taste and sensation, and getting off on the sounds he was able to elicit from the willing body beneath him.

"Now you know what rimming is," Brian said flipping the boy over. He wanted to look into those blue eyes as the kid experienced his first fuck.

"I can't believe you did that with your tongue," Justin said his blue eyes dark and full of lust. His dick was so hard he was afraid to touch it. It throbbed and ached against his stomach. He was definitely on overload.

"Now we use other equipment," Brian said reaching for a condom on the nightstand and handing it to Justin. "Roll it on me."

"Do you always practise safe sex?" Justin asked as he slid the condom the length of Brian's dick.

"Always, and you make sure you do too."

"I will."

"I want you to be safe … and I want you around for a long, long time."

Brian witnessed the radiant smile once again. He was kneeling between Justin's legs and he reached up to caress each side of the youthful face. Justin truly was beautiful in every way. Justin took hold of one of Brian's hands and raised it so he could kiss the palm. He looked into Brian's green gold eyes with such trust and hope that Brian almost had to turn away. He had wanted this to be perfect for the boy and he would make sure that it would be.

"Ready?" Brian asked. Justin nodded.

Brian lifted Justin's legs placing them on his shoulders. He squirted lube into his hand. He stroked his aching dick spreading the lube along the length. He took the tube and placed it at Justin's pucker squirting some into the opening and the surrounding area.

"It's cold," Justin said looking into Brian's eyes and making a face.

"It'll heat up," Brian assured him.

Brian placed the head of his dick at Justin's pucker and pressed forward. The head of his cock spread the tight pucker and started to make its way in. Justin let out a muffled cry of pain as he tried to take Brian's size inside him. Brian stopped and waited for Justin to adjust.

"Does it always hurt?" the boy gasped.

"A bit. That's part of it. But it gets better after a bit. Ready?"

When Justin nodded Brian eased about half his length into the tight opening. Justin screwed up his face in pain and Brian stopped. He couldn't remember ever having such a tight ass before. He'd had one or two virgins but this kid was something else. When the pain disappeared from Justin's face Brian pushed in farther. One more thrust and he was buried in the velvet warmth of Justin's channel. He looked at the boy's face full of wonder and something else that Brian might call love if he knew what the fuck love was. Justin's smile returned as he relaxed his ass for the Olympics to come. Brian drew back and thrust forward burying himself even deeper inside the beautiful tight ass. Justin made a little mewling sound and Brian thrust again. This time he felt Justin thrust back and he smiled at the boy. He was a quick study and bold beyond his years.

Brian began to thrust in earnest. Each time their bodies slapped together Brian felt the boy tighten his anal muscles. The ride got faster and harder until they were both drenched in sweat and finding it hard to breathe. Brian felt the tingles of orgasm building in his spine and groin. He drove home again and again seeing the flush on Justin's face that indicated once again that he was about to come.

Brian leaned in and captured Justin's lips in a searing kiss. The boy reached for his cock and it exploded all over them. Justin pumped his hips as he came again and again and again, forcing Brian deeper inside him with each thrust. His anal muscles contracted around Brian's dick and Brian followed him over the edge filling the condom rammed so far up Justin's ass.

After a minute or two or twelve Brian rolled away pulling out as gently as he could. He stripped off the condom and tossed it in the wastebasket. He looked at Justin who lay still with his mouth slightly open and contentment written all over his visage. Brian leaned in for another kiss.

"How was your first time?" Brian whispered.

"Un-fucking-believable," Justin said breathlessly. "I'll never forget it. You are amazing. Nothing will ever top what we just did."

"We could play 'Can You Top That'?" Brian said with a smirk.

"We could?" Justin asked with a grin. He threw his arms around Brian's neck. "Let's."

"Okay," Brian agreed nibbling on Justin's neck.

"I so love you!"

Brian's lips froze and he stopped nibbling. Now what was he going to do?