The ride home was painstakingly slow and torturous for Justin. Brian's hand continued to squeeze and massage the bulge in his pants. Justin's head was tilted back against the head rest and his eyes were closed. If it weren't for the periodic moans and the writhing in his hips, Brian would have thought he was asleep. Justin was trying to behave and remain calm until they arrived at the loft, but inside he felt more like a volcano about to erupt.
Four blocks to go.
Justin was revelling in what Brian was doing to him but he knew if he tried to participate or reciprocate the touches they would again be pulling into a darkened alley. He didn't want that. 'Fucking sports cars.' His back was still aching. He knew it was his own fault. Brian had wanted to wait, but he didn't care. 'Brian owes me big time and he's going to give me what I want.' A wicked smile played across his face at the thoughts dancing around in his head.
Three blocks to go.
Brian noticed Justin's look of amusement. "What are you grinning about?" he asked.
"Oh, just thinking about the 'thing' that you've got that's going to take care of this rock in my pants," Justin said without opening his eyes. He didn't want to loose the vision of Brian's perfect ass swallowing up his throbbing member.
Two blocks to go.
"Hmmm, is that so?"
"Uh huh." Justin moved his hand on top of Brian's and gave a squeeze. He opened his eyes turning to his lover and hissed, "Do you want me to tell you what you're going to be doing to make me feel better?"
One block to go.
"No. I told you, I've got just the thing. I know what you want. I know what you need," Brian said rounding the last corner and pulling up next to the curb in front of the loft. And with that he gave one last squeeze and removed his hand to turn off the car.
Home. Finally.
Brian leaned over and took Justin's mouth in a crushing kiss. He kissed him hard, swirling his tongue around inside the blond's warm mouth. He pulled away quickly leaving Justin gasping for air, grabbed the door handle and jumped out of the car. "Are you coming?" he asked with a slight smirk, knowing that his lover would definitely be coming soon. Real soon.
Brian walked around to the passenger side and opened the door to retrieve his leather clad hustler. "Ow, Ow, Ow," Justin exclaimed in full drama queen mode as Brian pulled him out. Standing by the side of the car he extended his legs and arched his back, lifting his arms above his head. As he stretched and moaned he watched Brian out of the corner of his eye, trying not to laugh. He wanted to milk it for all it was worth.
Brian stood shaking his head, watching the teen's show. "Give me a fucking break. I thought you had something that you needed me to take care of?" Justin displayed a look of innocence, trying desperately to contain his laughter. Brian grabbed Justin's crotch. "Remember this? Now come on. I'm not buying it anyway." He stuck his fingers down the front of Justin's leather pants to grab a hold of his belt buckle and was once again pulling him, this time towards the front door.
Justin knew Brian was onto him so he gave up and giggled all the way inside the building. 'Oh, it's going to get taken care of alright,' Justin thought. The butterflies in his stomach grew with anticipation, turning into frenzied bats. He could hardly wait.
They made their way down the long hall and when they reached the elevator, Brian released Justin and basically tossed him inside. The blond hit the back wall with a thud then quickly turned around. His heart was pounding and his breath was coming in short quick puffs. He'd made it through the longest five blocks of his life and his needs were close to being met. His cock twitched at the revelation as he stood there, waiting to make his move.
Five...Brian reached up for the gate...Justin reached up to undo his belt buckle...
Four...Brian pulled the gate down with a crash...Justin pulled his zipper down...
Three...Brian pushed the button for the fourth floor...Justin pushed his pants down to the floor...
Two...the elevator began its ascent...Justin began moving towards Brian...
One...In one swift motion, Justin pounced, slamming Brian face first against the wall of the elevator as his body pressed against the older man's with such force that Brian could barely breathe.
Brian was stunned at the sudden attack but became instantly aroused at the feel of the hard cock grinding against his ass and the hot breath moving across the nape of his neck.
Justin placed one hand on Brian's hip while the other reached around the front and began caressing the man's now rock hard erection. His mouth sucked, licked, and nibbled on the tender flesh of his lover's neck and ears. He was like a hungry animal devouring its prey.
Brian wasn't sure what had happened. He knew his boy was excited and needed release but he thought he was going to be the one to give it. He certainly wasn't expecting to have it taken from him. He'd let Justin weaken his control in the car, but now he wanted it back. He needed to turn things around. "What are you doing?" Brian asked as he placed his hands against the wall of the elevator and tried to push Justin off of him.
Justin leaned in harder, planting his feet firmly to maintain his leverage. He removed his hand from Brian's hip and grabbed a handful of the brunet's hair, pulling his head back and exposing more of his graceful neck. Justin licked all the way up his neck and when he reached his ear, he whispered in between hot breaths, "You always say that there's nothing wrong with getting your needs met." His other hand unbuttoned the older man's pants, slid inside and wrapped around the throbbing member. "This is what I need," he growled as he pressed his own erection harder against Brian's ass and wriggled it around.
Brian gasped at the feel of his lover's cock against his ass. 'I am so fucked.' He hated it when Justin used his own words against him.
Justin felt Brian's resistance begin to subside and took it as a sign that he could release his grip and move on. Keeping his chest pressed against Brian's back, he used his hands to pull down Brian's pants exposing the firm, round globes of his ass. His own erection found what it needed as it brushed along the now bare crack. Justin licked his lips at the sight and decided he needed a taste first. He moved one hand to the center of Brian's back and patted as a signal for him to stay put. He got down on his knees and came cheek to cheek with the object of his desire.
Brian tensed when he felt the sharp pain of a nip on his ass. "Just relax," Justin purred as he ran his tongue soothingly over the spot. "I'm going to eat your ass so fine, you'll be begging me not to stop." His wet tongue flattened against Brian's crack and brushed from bottom to top. He paused as he passed over his pucker and pushed with his tongue, not entering, but swirling it around the tight hole. Justin placed one hand on each of Brian's ass cheeks, parting them wider but never stopping his tongue's exploration of Brian's crevice.
"Oh, gawd," Brian whimpered as he pushed his hips back slightly, welcoming the assault.
Justin took this as a sign to continue and slowly entered Brian with his tongue. He wriggled it around and around inside the hole, feeling it twitter with every movement. Justin pulled back in desperate need of air, letting his tongue slip from Brian's opening.
Brian moaned at the loss, letting out the breath that he didn't know he'd been holding. He was on fire and wanted more. He pushed his hips back again.
Justin's heart fluttered in his chest at the knowledge that Brian wanted more. He had weakened his resolve for the second time that night. His dick jumped at the thought. Brian wanted and needed him just as much he wanted and needed Brian.
Justin started again, this time faster. He pushed in with his hot, wet tongue and Brian gasped. As he continued the assault with his tongue, his hands roughly kneaded the irresistable cheeks of Brian's ass. He buried his face deeper, hardened his tongue and dove in over and over, fucking Brian with his mouth. Justin couldn't get enough...the taste...the smell...his mind was reeling. His cock was aching to be where his tongue was, but he didn't care. He was so lost in pleasuring Brian...needing the man to want more...to ask for it...no, beg for it.
"Justin," Brian mouthed, but no sound came out. His mouth was so dry. He swallowed, trying hard to concentrate on what he wanted to say but found he was unable to focus on anything but the pleasure of Justin's tongue working his ass. He needed more though, and as much as he was enjoying the awesome rim job, he wanted to move things along.
"Justin," he tried again and this time there was a sound.
Justin reluctantly stopped his action after one last lick of his lover's opening and one last kiss on his cheek. He pulled himself up Brian's body, bringing his face next to Brian's ear and his dripping cock next to his ass. He slid his tongue along the underside of Brian's jawline as his cock nestled in between the two firm globes. "Yes?" he asked, letting his warm breath wash over his lover's heated skin.
"Fuck me," Brian muttered without thinking about the words before they left his lips. His need was so great, they just spilled out.
Justin was ready to explode at hearing Brian's words and knew he couldn't wait any longer. He immediately pulled back, but placed a hand on the center of Brian's back, again signaling him not to move. He didn't realize that Brian couldn't have moved even if he wanted to, he was paralyzed with desire.
Justin reached down to Brian's pants that were bunched around his ankles. He searched in the pocket for the needed supplies then placed his hand on Brian's leg and tapped. Brian lifted his leg so that Justin could free it from the leather. He stood back up and kicked Brian's leg making him widen his stance to accomodate for the difference in their height. He placed the foil packet between his teeth, ripped it open, pulled out the latex disc and quickly rolled it over his leaking erection. His fingers were shaking with anticipation and he was careful not to touch himself too much for fear that he would come before he even got inside his lover. He popped open the cap of the lube, but was quickly halted by Brian's voice.
"Don't need it. Come on," Brian growled, rocking his hips back to meet Justin's dick.
Justin smiled at the brunet's overwhelming need to move things along. He tossed the lube on the floor and placed a gentle kiss on the nape of Brian's neck. He moved his hand down and brushed his fingers over Brian's ass. He slipped his hand between his cheeks and pressed his thumb firmly against the waiting hole, wanting to get the man ready.
Brian was so turned on that he was loosing patience. "Don't need it." He thrusted his hips back again but this time with more force. "Are you going to fuck me or what?"
Justin took the hint and removed his thumb then positioned the tip of his cock against Brian's hole and pushed in hard. "Oh, shit, Brian!" Justin screamed as he rammed his cock all the way in, not stopping until his balls reached the older man's ass.
"Oh, fuck!" Brian cried out, wincing at the pain.
"Are you OK? Shit, I'm sorry," Justin said, startled by Brian's reaction. He began to retreat when he felt Brian's hands grab at his hips to hold him in place. Brian shoved his ass backwards causing Justin to penetrate him again as far as he could. "I'm not some nelly queen, Justin. Now get on with it. Plow my smooth, tight ass. Hard."
Justin smiled, remembering how this whole thing started. 'Who's acting the part of hustler now?' he thought. If that's how Brian wanted to be treated, he was happy to oblige. He thrusted in hard again, right to the root, causing his lover's back to arch and his head to fly up. Justin rhythmically pounded into Brian over and over, causing his balls to bounce against the taller man's ass. The blond took a handful of the brunet's hair in his fingers, clenched his fist and pulled his head back to expose his neck. He sucked on the flesh greedily as he continued to ride his ass.
Brian let out a loud moan as Justin fucked him with abandonment. He let go of Justin's hip with one hand and reached around to grab his neglected dick.
"NO! That's mine," Justin barked as he swatted Brian's hand away. He reached around and grabbed the older man's swollen cock and began pumping it in rhythm with the movements of his dick plunging into Brian's ass.
As they moved towards climax, both of them were panting heavily and grunting loudly, as the sounds of sex echoed throughout the elevator.
Justin angled his hips to hit his lover's prostate and tugged harder on his cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout the brunet's body. "Are you ready?" he asked. There was no answer but the tightening of the muscle's that surrounded his dick gave him his answer. He knew it wouldn't take much to send them over the edge. He pulled out less and less, just jabbing in and out of Brian's battered hole.
Within seconds Brian's balls began to spasm and the cum erupted from his slit in pulsating streams against the wall of the elevator. "Holy FUCK!" Brian yelled as his orgasm overwhelmed him.
Brian's orgasm caused his anal muscles to constrict on Justin's cock, sending him hurtling into his own mindblowing orgasm. Justin screamed incoherently as the fluid spewed from his cock, filling the condom to capacity. He slumped forward, pushing Brian against the wall.
Both men's legs were weak and trembling from the intensity of their orgasms. Justin was being held up by Brian and Brian by the hard surface of the elevator wall. Neither one wanted to move as their breathing began to slow and their fogged minds began to clear.
Justin eventually pulled out of his lover, placing a soft kiss on Brian's neck as he did. Without saying a word he went to retrieve his leather pants and shoes that were carelessly strewn about the elevator.
Brian groaned at the loss. He bent down to step back into his pants, pulled them up and took a deep breath. He turned around to look at Justin. His hazel eyes locked with the sparkling blue ones and he smiled, noticing the big grin on Justin's face. He laughed out loud as his eyes roamed the rest of Justin's body. He was standing there in his sexy, swooped-neck, black t-shirt and leather jacket, but naked from the waist down, condom still on his softening dick and holding his leather pants in this hands. "Well don't you look like the cat who ate the canary," Brian smirked as he raised the gate on the elevator door.
Justin just continued to grin as he walked toward the exit then paused and leaned into Brian's ear saying, "Yep." He swatted Brian's ass and ran for the door of the loft. He didn't get very far, forgetting that the door was locked and Brian had the keys.
"Don't get all full of yourself, little boy." Brian said as he approached, inserting the key into the lock and pulling open the door. "It only happened because I wanted it to."
"Whatever you say, old man," Justin replied as he reached up to place a kiss on Brian's mouth. He entered the loft and headed straight to the bathroom, practically skipping all the way. He stopped in the doorway like he had forgotten something, then turned around with a devilish grin. "Didn't you say you were going to fuck me all night long?"
Brian shook his head and rolled his eyes. 'Fuck. I need a nap.'
