Bleeding Emotions

Chapter 7

Author's Note: Thanks to Ash for staying up all night with me, cheering me on and getting all moist on me as I wrote this. Thanks to Kami for spontaneously orgasming as you read it, thus ensuring me it would be a success. :)

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Brian groaned and pulled the covers up over his head, wondering why he woke up. That's when the cell phone finally registered. The loud, shrill ringing pounded into his sleepy haze and he fished the phone from the pocket of his jeans and looked at the display. He didn't recognize the number, but decided to answer anyway. Not to find out who it was, just to kill them for waking him up. He pressed talk and raised the phone to his ear.

"What?" His voice was deep and gravelly, full of sleep and frustration.

"Um, Brian? It's Justin." Suddenly being woken up wasn't such a bad thing.

"Oh. Hi." Brian lay back against his pillows, a small smile creeping onto his face.

"Did I wake you up?" Justin's voice sounded deep and husky from sleep, and the sound of it went straight to Brian's groin.

"Yeah, but it's ok. What's up?"

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"Um," Justin looked down at the tent in his sheets. Something was definitely up. "Nothing much. I just got your message and decided to call you. I wasn't really thinking about the time. So sorry for waking you."

"Really, it's ok. So you got my message, huh? Now you know why I kept pushing your buttons." He could see the smirk on Brian's face perfectly in his mind.

"You pushed them other ways as well. You're quite the tease, Mr. Kinney," he said smoothly. "What's up on your end?"

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"What's up you ask?" Brian slid his hand under his sheets and cupped his growing erection. The way the blond had said his name made his cock twitch. He considered for a moment telling him exactly what was up. "Nothing, nothing at all."

"Mmm. How did you sleep?"

"Best night of sleep in years," he replied honestly. He ran his fingertips along his hard, youthful abs, concentrating on Justin's voice.

"Oh? I'm glad to hear that. I only got a few hours, but I'm wide awake now." Brian tried to resist the urge to touch his aching dick. Justin's voice was a sensual purr and he couldn't get enough. He heard a gasp on Justin's end. No way.

"What are you doing?" Brian asked softly, his accent even more noticeable in the morning. He kept his voice airy and low for one reason.

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Justin couldn't resist. He started stroking his erection; his movements painfully slow. He felt like he could orgasm just from Brian's husky voice. That coupled with his accent made him so hard he could barely think.

"Nothing," he answered a little too quickly. He let out another gasp as he slid his thumb over the head of his dick, gathering a drop of pre-cum. He brought his thumb to his lips and sucked it off before returning his hand to his aching shaft.

"I'm doing nothing, too." He exaggerated the word nothing and Justin heard the younger man's breath hitch. Oh god.

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Brian rubbed his palm back and forth over the swollen head of his dick, smearing it with pre-cum. He listened as Justin's breathing sped up, occasionally letting gasps and whimpers out so Brian could hear. It was too much. He wrapped his slick hand around his hard cock and slowly pumped up and down.

"I can't stop thinking about that kiss," he managed to get out between quick breaths. He bit his lip as he squeezed his fist tighter.

"Me neither. It was amazing." He heard Justin let out a feral growl and started stroking faster. He let out a moan before he could stop himself. "Oh god."

"Fuck." His back arched off of the bed as he stroked himself in time with Justin's heavy breathing.

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Justin couldn't believe he was doing this, stroking himself and moaning so the younger man could hear. He felt so dirty, and he kind of liked it. He held the phone between his ear and shoulder and brought his free hand to his mouth, sucking greedily on two fingers. Brian obviously heard the sound.

"You aren't," Justin heard a sexy groan and he smiled around his fingers. "Oh fuck."

Justin pulled his fingers from his mouth with a wet popping sound and spread his legs wantonly.

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Brian heard the popping sound, and noticed the return of his sexy whimpers. He knew exactly what the blonde was doing, and his cock twitched in his hand in response.

"Justin," it was a breathy whisper, coming out like a plea.

"Brian," His voice sounded gritty, desperate. He pumped his dick harder and faster as he neared release, moaning unabashedly into the phone.

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Justin positioned his slippery fingers at his tight, virgin pucker. He pushed them both in simultaneously, crying out from the slight pain and intense pleasure. He heard Brian growl in response. He smiled and began sliding his fingers in and out in time with the strokes he was giving his aching dick. He panted into the phone, growing even more turned on as he thought about what he must look like, spread out so openly on his bed, fucking himself and gasping and moaning into the phone.

Then he thought about what Brian must look like and felt his balls tighten.

"Oh god," he moaned, crying out in pleasure.

"Fuck yes."

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Brian was on sensory overload. He couldn't believe he was lying there, getting off on the noises this man was making. It was so hot. He massaged his slit with his thumb while sliding his palm up and down his turgid shaft. He was so close, and the strangled cry he let out told Justin so.

"Gonna, oh god." With one last pump, he came hard, stars exploding behind his eyes. He screamed into the phone, the sound reverberating off of the empty walls. His cum was thick and ropey on his chest, and there was so much of it.

"Mmm. Yes."

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Brian's scream pushed Justin off of the brink. He brushed his fingers against his prostate and came hard into his hand, letting a strangled cry spill from his lips and into Brian's ears. The last spurt of his milky seed hit him in the chin and he collapsed back on the bed, panting.

"Oh my god."

"I know. I should have you call every morning."

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Brian fell back against his bed, breathing hard. He switched the phone to his other ear and dabbed at his chest with the corner of his sheet.

"Seriously. What a wake up call." Justin's laugh was music to his ears. He smiled widely and kicked the blankets all the way off of his body.

"So, what are your plans for today?" Brian asked, wanting to move forward before the situation became awkward.

"Nothing really. Thought I'd try to get some painting done."

"I'd love to see your work."

"Hey Brian?" He picked up on the uncertainty in his soft tone. God, how he wanted to hold him.

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Justin wanted the younger man there with him, now.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to come over?" There was a pause and Justin bit his bottom lip nervously.

"Give me thirty minutes and your address."

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