As he approached the doorway he heard the sounds of a flushing toilet and saw Justin starting to remove the leather jacket. He watched him drop it off his shoulders, down his arms and pull one arm out. His cock stiffened further and his breath caught in his throat at the incredible sight in front of him. He sat his bottle down on the vanity and approached the blond. "Thirsty?" Brian asked holding out the unopened bottle of water and taking the jacket from Justin's hands.
"Yes, very," Justin replied as he took the bottle, opened it and began chugging the water.
Brian watched Justin drink the water. 'Fuck, he looks hot with his lips wrapped around the tip of the bottle.' He glanced down at the jacket he was holding, his fingers rubbing the soft fabric of the leather. 'Fuck, he looked hot in this thing.' A slight grin formed on his lips. 'When did Justin become so fucking hot all the time?'
Justin noticed that Brian seemed to be lost in thought. He saw the wicked smile on the man's face and wondered what he was thinking about. "What's the smile for?"
Brian looked up at Justin, locking his lust-glazed hazel eyes on inquisitive blue ones and replied, "Ummm, I was just thinking about you, in all that leather, leaning against the bar, and how it made my dick hard just looking at you."
"Really?" Justin asked in a low, seductive voice as he moved closer to where Brian was standing. "You want me to put it back on?"
Brian licked his lips as he watched Justin's approach but then snapped out of his daze and cleared his throat. "No, I don't. In fact, I don't want you to wear it out again," Brian stated matter of factly as he moved to the doorway and tossed the jacket on the floor in the bedroom, in the same spot that Justin has dropped his pants earlier.
"Brian, that doesn't make any sense. We just bought that jacket and those pants today. Besides you, yourself, said I looked hot in it and that it made your dick hard," Justin said snaking his arms around his lover's waist, a little confused by Brian's attitude.
"It makes perfect sense. I can only imagine the thoughts running through the minds of those perverts at the bar," Brian said a little lost in thought again.
Justin smiled at the realization that Brian was fighting off an attack of the green-eyed monster and giving more of those 'romantic words' that he longed to hear in the troubled man's own twisted way. Justin understood Kinney-speak again and never missed those hidden messages anymore. He wrapped his arms tighter and began kissing Brian's neck in appreciation.
Brian swooned a little and sighed at the feel of Justin's light kisses on his neck. He pulled the boy's face up to meet his and said, "Besides, I prefer you naked anyway. Why don't you get out of that shirt and let me make good on my promise?"
"Prefer me naked, huh?" Justin whispered then immediately released his grip on Brian's body, took a step back, removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor. He was now totally naked for the first time that night. "You know...I prefer you naked as well." He reached out to Brian with a grin like a cheshire cat and started pulling his jacket off. "Need some help?"
Brian didn't answer. He just stood there letting Justin remove all of his clothes and sighed when he felt the sweep of Justin's warm tongue along every bit of new skin that was exposed. He raised his arms as Justin lifted his t-shirt over his head; a lick from his chest all the way up to his neck. He lifted his feet one at a time as Justin removed his pants; a lick from his thigh all the way up to his navel. Brian was rock hard again and ready to get the marathon started. He grabbed Justin by the arm and pulled him towards the bedroom. "Come on. I want you on the bed, on all fours with your ass in the air."
Justin placed his free hand on top of Brian's and planted his feet on the ground to resist being moved. "No, Brian. Wait. I want to take a shower first. I'm all sticky and sweaty." He was practically sliding across the floor.
'A shower could be good,' Brian thought. He stopped abruptly and released his grip on Justin at the same time. The loss of forward momentum coupled with his own resistance caused Justin to almost tumble to the ground before he caught his balance by grabbing a hold of both sides of the bathroom doorway. "Shit Brian!" Justin shouted.
"Oh sorry," Brian said abruptly as he walked past Justin, opened the door, stepped inside, turned the water on and adjusted the temperature to be as hot as their skin could handle. The steam from the water immediately began to fog the glass walls of the shower. He stepped under the hot spray letting the water rain over his body.
The shower had been Justin's idea, but he was paralyzed as his eyes locked on Brian's wet form through the glass. He stood there in awe, staring at the water that ran down Brian's long, firm body as it slowly disappeared from view into the increasing fog.
Brian glanced over his shoulder to find that Justin hadn't followed him and still stood in the doorway. "Hey, I thought you wanted to take a shower."
Justin shook his head to clear the trance he seemed to be in then moved across the bathroom, stepped into the shower and closed the door behind him. He joined Brian under the spray of water...pressed his body against Brian’s back, his cock against the round firm buttocks, his arms around the slim waist and littered soft kisses in between the two shoulder blades. Brian leaned his head back under the water and rested it on Justin's shoulder. Justin's hands roamed over Brian's chest as he nibbled on the brunet's exposed throat. Their movements were slow as the hot water relaxed and soothed their bodies.
Brian turned around in Justin's arms, lowered his head and their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Brian slipped his tongue through his lover's parted lips and began exploring the younger man's mouth. Justin moaned as the kiss started to heat up.
Brian broke away and grabbed the bar of soap out of the soap dish, spun it around in his hands until he had worked up a lather, handed the soap to Justin and he did the same before returning it to its home. They ran their hands all over each other's smooth chests, sliding down to wash taut abs and roaming over round shoulders. They took turns, turning around so the other could wash their back and buttocks. Facing each other again and completely in sync with what the other wanted, they soaped and lathered each other's cock, making sure to do a thorough job. Both were fully erect from all the passionate stimuli of their washings and getting harder by the minute.
Brian poured shampoo into his hand and started to run his hands through his lover's hair. He massaged his scalp and created a lather. Justin's eyes were closed, moaning at the sensation. When he was done, he tilted the boy's head back into the spray and ran one hand along the pale skin of his neck. Brian's dick twitched at the feel of the smooth skin under his palm. He continued to rinse the blond hair, rubbing his other hand through the soft locks under the water then he grabbed a hold of it in his fist and pulled Justin's head to one side. He devoured his neck as he bit and kissed a trail along his jaw and up to his full lips. They kissed again, but this time it was more intense as their tongues dueled for space in each other's mouth.
Brian pulled away breathless. He kept his eyes locked with Justin's as he slowly began his descent down the blond's lithe body. He kissed his neck again, nibbled on his ear lobe and softly nipped on his shoulder. He swirled his tongue around the hardened nipples, one and then the other, then lifted the little gold ring between his teeth and gave it a tug. Justin gasped, moved his hands to Brian's shoulders and squeezed. Brian got on his knees and continued his downward trek, stopping briefly to dip his tongue teasingly into his lover's navel before reaching his final goal.
Once there, he didn’t hesitate for even a moment but started the oral pleasure with teasingly soft licks up and down the blond's incredibly hard shaft. Justin moaned, unable to keep the pleasure he was feeling contained. Brian flicked his tongue out, licking at the tip of Justin's leaking slit, before he wrapped his thick lips around the head of his cock and sucked with hungry determination. Brian swallowed him whole as his lips pursed tightly around the shaft and his finger's firmly gripped his lover's ass cheeks. His head bobbed up and down with greater speed.
"Oh, fuck," Justin yelled, his voice echoing off the walls of the enclosure. He felt weak in the knees so he reached one hand up and grabbed hold of the shower nozzle overhead to steady himself. He moved the other hand to Brian's hair, making a fist. This wasn't something Brian did very often and it just felt soooo good. He tried not to force his dick further down Brian's throat, but he was so turned on, he couldn't help it. He felt his balls rising up against his body and knew that he wouldn't last much longer.
Brian felt Justin's grip on his head forcing the shaft deeper into his mouth. He relaxed his throat, knowing his boy was almost ready to explode. He sucked harder on the head, moved faster up and down the shaft and dug his nails into Justin's ass. When he felt the boy's cock engorge and pulsate, he dove deeper, allowing the head to hit the back of his throat. That was it.
Justin let loose as his balls exploded and a rush of cum blasted out of his slit and right down Brian's throat.
Brian swallowed several times, pulled back to the cock head and sucked like a vacuum. He wanted to get every last drop. He felt Justin's grip on his hair loosen and the pressure against his hands gripping the man's ass get heavier. Justin's head was thrown back, his mouth hung open and he appeared to be slightly swaying. Brian stood up quickly, grabbed Justin around the waist and pulled him into a crushing kiss.
Justin moaned and returned the kiss, tasting himself on Brian's tongue. "Brian, it's been so long since you've done that, I actually saw stars and thought I was going to pass out," Justin said innocently in between heaving breaths.
Brian laughed at Justin's weakened condition. "It helps you forget, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess it does. I couldn't think at all. My mind just went blank. It was so intense."
Brian released the grip he had on Justin, "I'm not done yet, turn around." Justin tried to stand on his own but found he was still a little wobbly and crashed into the side of the shower. "Whoa, I've got you." Brian lifted him up and Justin instinctively wrapped his legs around Brian's waist and his arms around the brunet's neck as he continued to lean back against the wall. "Just hold on, I'll do all the work, but this is going to be a wild ride." Brian was on overload with the need to get inside his lover. He felt his heart pounding in his chest and the incredible rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He kissed Justin hard again while he reached to grab a condom from the soap dish beside them. He made quick work of slipping it on his dick and preparing Justin for what was about to come. "Ready?"
Without waiting for an answer he slipped his throbbing cock between the blond's ass cheeks and in one swift motion penetrated him far enough to pummel his ball-sac. Instantly, Brian began to fuck Justin hard as the water hit their shoulders, ran down their chests, and pooled around the smaller man's lap.
Justin's dick lay against Brian's stomach, growing again from the intense pleasure of his lover pounding hard into his ass. Brian moved closer to the falling water putting Justin's erection directly under the steady stream of hot water. The contact of the water beating down against the tip of his cock sent shock waves through his body.
“Brian!” Justin whined and tried to pull himself closer to Brian's body to block the spray. Brian arched his back further holding Justin firmly in place, not allowing his dick to be sheltered from the steaming water. Justin continued to whimper with each deep thrust of Brian's cock in his ass. He felt limp, like a rag doll as Brian bounced him up and down. The dual sensations in his ass and on his cock were driving him insane and sending him close to the edge.
Brian knew the blond was about to come. He leaned into the wall and brought his lips close to Justin's ear and said, just above a whisper, “Don't come yet." And with that he thrusted a few more times, pulled out and released his grip on Justin's hips. "Can you stand now?"
Justin didn't say a word while he untangled his legs from around Brian's waist and planted his feet firmly on the floor. Brian spun him around and pressed him up against the shower wall. He pulled back slightly on the younger man's hips, bending Justin forward and forcing his ass out to meet the head of his cock. Without hesitation, Brian positioned his erection at the quivering hole and pushed in until he was fully encased in the warm cavity, then pulled back out and started a rythmic thrust.
Justin's face was pressed against the shower wall, while his arms flailed about trying to find something, anything to hold onto. Brian pounded his ass wildly, angling his hips just right to hit Justin's prostate, causing the younger man to scream with every thrust.
Brian reached around, grabbed Justin's dick and tugged roughly in rhythm with his thrusts. He felt it pulsate in his hand and knew that Justin was almost there. He squeezed the cock head and was rewarded with another echoing scream.
Justin's head flew back onto Brian's shoulder and his eyes closed tight as the intensity of all the sensations began to take him away. Again his legs became weak and gravity practically impaled him on Brian's cock.
It became harder and harder for Brian to continue his thrust while trying to hold his lover up with one hand and jerk him off with the other, so he grabbed Justin's hand and moved it to his own cock. He placed his hand over Justin's and pumped a few times then released it, silently telling the blond what he wanted him to do. Brian slid his arms under Justin's, grabbed the boy's shoulders from the front, arched his back and pulled him closer to him in a death grip. He lifted him up off the ground and pistoned into him in quick deep strokes as Justin's legs dangled in the air.
"Oh gawd, Brian, I have to come now, please!" the blond begged, increasing the speed of his hand jerking his shaft. His ass clamped down on Brian's cock in a vice-like grip as his orgasm ripped through him, shooting thick, pearly streams of cum against the shower wall, over his hand and down his legs.
Brian was sent spiraling into his own mindblowing orgasm by the tightening and pulsing of Justin's anal muscles that seemed to pull every last bit of pleasure out of him in constant waves as he filled the condom until it overflowed and his seed seeped out and slid down his dangling balls.
They were both panting heavily, trying to catch their breath as Brian released his hold on Justin and they slumped forward against the shower wall. Brian leaned down and pressed kisses against Justin's neck and face. He pulled out, stood up straight and pulled Justin with him. He discarded the condom and turned Justin into the spray to wash away the remnants of the boy's cum that still clung to his body, watching as it ran down the drain. He angled the shower head to clean off the wall, then turned off the now lukewarm water. He wrapped his strong arms around Justin in a tight bear hug, Justin returned the squeeze.
Justin started to speak, "That was..."
"Amazing," Brian interrupted, still out of breath but laughing out loud as he stepped out of the shower.
Justin giggled and followed Brian out of the shower. "Well, I was trying to come up with something more original than just amazing. We always seem to say that and this was, I don't know, better, more than amazing. You're an ad man, can't you come up with anything else?"
Brian grabbed a towel off the rack. 'Was an ad man,' Brian thought to himself, 'fucking Stockwell.' He approached Justin and began drying his skin in soft, caressing strokes. "Ummm, how about, breathtaking, astounding, mind-blowing, out-of-this-world, awesome, spectacular?" He leaned in closer to Justin's ear as he continued to towel him dry, "Oh, I know, we could be real queers and call it dazzling or fabulous."
Justin rolled his eyes, "Brian, really." He took the towel from Brian's hands and began drying his body, inch by inch. When he was finished, he tossed the towel in the laundry basket, kissed Brian's shoulder and walked toward the bedroom saying, "Call it whatever you want, but I have been so thoroughly sucked and fucked that I feel like I could sleep for a week. Come on, let's go to bed."
"Mmmm, I'll be right there," Brian said as he turned towards the mirror above the sink. He stared into the mirror, inspecting his reflection as he thought about Stockwell and all their conversations. ''If I say it, I mean it,' is what Stockwell is always saying. But he's hiding behind his honesty, I have to get everyone else to see it too. I really thought that connecting him to Jason Kemp was the way to do it.' Brian winced at his image in the mirror. 'What am I doing? Dressing Justin up like a hustler to trap a killer. A fucking killer. Gawd, what was I thinking?' He turned to look at Justin who was busy pulling his underwear on and crawling into the bed. 'There has to be another way. I can't put him in danger like that again.'
"Brian, what's taking so long?" Justin asked as he pulled the duvet over his body.
Brian snapped out of his thoughts and exited the bathroom. He climbed into bed pulling Justin to him and wrapped his strong arms around the boy, snuggling him tightly.
"Brian, are you OK?" Justin asked, sensing the change in his lover's demeanor. Just a few minutes ago the man had been pummeling him into oblivion like a wild animal, and now he seemed gentle, compassionate, almost loving.
"I'm fine," Brian replied as he placed a kiss on top of Justin's head. "Now shut up and go to sleep," he said softly, taking the sting out of his words as the weight of the situation that he still needed to figure out lay heavy on his soul.
