Bound

Chapter 4

Brian

Bedtime sucks without Justin.

I toss, and then turn, and then toss some more. Insomnia has taken over.

Do not attempt to fight it, Brian. Resistance is futile.

Shit, it's fucking five in the morning. I've been laying here for hours. I've been drifting in and out of sleep. I roll over and face the window. I don't even try to close my eyes. Sleep isn't going to happen.

I miss Justin.

Then I see Justin's head pop up in front of my window and I gasp. Fucking mind reader. He scared the fucking shit out of me. I get out of bed and run to my window. I push it up and smirk at him.

"Romeo, oh Romeo." He smiles up at me. I hook my arms under his and pull him into my room. "How did you get up here?"

"See Justin. See the trellis. See Justin climb the trellis and almost fall to his doom."

"See Brian kiss Justin." I lean forward and gave him a long, soft kiss. "What are you doing here?"

"Would you find it pathetically sad if I told you that I couldn't sleep because I missed you so much?" Aw. He gives me a sheepish smile and I kiss him again.

"Not if you don't call me pathetic for continuously waking up disappointed because I was holding my pillow and not you." Okay, enough schmaltz. "Besides, do you know how hard it is to sleep with a raging hard on?"

I smirk and grab him by the waistband on his pants. Time for a little revelry.

Justin

As we make out on his bed, I am painfully aware of the fact that for the entire duration of our whirlwind romance, not one single part of my anatomy has come anywhere close to being inside of his ass.

I am determined to change that.

I slide down and suck his hard cock into my mouth. I bob up and down, using every technique Professor Kinney taught me. I work in earnest to push him over that brink, take him so far past euphoria that he isn't alert, isn't aware of anything except that intense rush of pleasure. Where the only vocabulary in existence consists of oh, more, faster, and oh god please. Where he is open for anything, as long as you don't take away that feeling.

I want to take him there. I need to take him there.

When he starts mumbling incoherently and pulling at my hair, I know I've succeeded.

I pull away from his throbbing cock and shoot a glance at his face. His eyes are closed and his bottom lip is wedged firmly between his teeth. His face in twisted, contorted with pleasure. He looks so gorgeous that for a moment I forget what I'm doing.

I pull his legs apart and push his knees up. That's when I get a glimpse of his perfect, pink hole for the first time. It's quivering and twitching, leaving me completely entranced. I lean down and cover it with my tongue. I slide my tongue over it, slow and hard, coating it with saliva.

Brian's entire body tenses. I grand his hips and try to roll him over. He doesn't budge.

"I want to taste you so bad, Brian."

My eyes lock with his. They're dark, almost black. I see lust, love, desire, and…fear?

I cock my head to the side and he nods. He rolls over slowly, putting a pillow under his hips. I stare at the back of his head in confusion. I study the musculature of his back, so strong and smooth. I run my hands down his back to the cheeks of his ass. He tenses a little as I spread them apart. I press a soft, wet kiss to the base of his spine and he relaxes.

He can't be…could he?

I slide down and softly lick at the folds surrounding his hole. I suck softly, alternating between wet kisses and swipes of my curious tongue. I hear his breathing speed up and he presses his ass into my face. I smile and hold his hips steady as I turn him into a quivering mass of flesh.

I'm in control. I'm on top.

I want to top him.

I stiffen my tongue and slide it inside of him as soon as he is loose enough. I hear him moan into the pillow. His taste is bitter, musky, delicious. I lose myself in the sensation of rimming him. I lick, kiss, bite and suck until I can't ignore my aching dick anymore. I slide my tongue out of him and slide up his body. I press my lips against his ear and bite the lobe.

"Brian, can I be inside of you?"

Brian

Oh shit. Oh crap. Oh god. Oh no.

I knew this would come up eventually. How do I tell him?

How do I tell him that…

"I'm a virgin," I blurt out.

I guess that's how. Way to go, smooth one. He laughs a little and turns me over. I look up into his big blue eyes.

"Ok, so, if what we did all weekend wasn't sex, please tell me what is." He lies down on top of me. "I'm dying to know."

He thinks I'm kidding.

"It was. I've just…never bottomed." I let out a deep breath and bite my bottom lip. I look at his face. He looks shocked. Well, that's to be expected.

"Never?" I shake my head.

"Never." His expression softens and he cups my cheek in his hand. His smiles and kisses my lips softly. I don't return the kiss. I'm too busy wallowing in my vast amount of stupidity.

"We don't have to. It's ok." He smoothes his hand down my stomach, tracing my abs. Yes, we do.

"No, I want to. I want to do it with you." I meet his eyes and he gives me that fucking amazing smile. I kiss him and start to roll over. I stop, and kiss him again. "Just…remember what I've taught you, grasshopper."

"I will," he laughs. I've never submitted myself. I've never wanted anyone to have that kind of power over me. It's not for anyone's lack of trying, I'll tell you that much.

I stare into his eyes for a long time. I see love, adoration, and excitement. I know I'm safe. I kiss him long and hard and then I roll over, making myself comfortable. I take a deep breath. It's only fair right? He first bottomed for me, and now I'm going to do the same.

Here we go.

I feel his hard cock against my hip and I close my eyes as he climbs on top of me. He kisses the side of my neck and slowly works his hands down my back, massaging the muscles there. His lips follow his hands, caressing my skin with gentle, moist kisses. His lips reach the base of my spine and they linger there as he grabs a condom and the lube from my nightstand.

I swear, those items will always be within two feet of us. I've gone on The Latex Quest once. I'm not doing it again.

I hear the distinct sound of foil tearing against teeth and he pulls away from my body to put it on. I gulp and grab a pillow, positioning it under my head. I hear him pop open the lube and he squirts it directly onto my opening.

"Shit Justin. That's cold."

"Sorry." He kisses my shoulder and slides a finger down my crack. He massages the lube into my hole and then slips one finger in. He moves it in and out slowly, gently. Then he adds another. I feel a slight burn and I bite my lip. He kisses the back of my neck as he begins to scissor his fingers apart. He slides another finger in.

Ow. I wince and he sucks on the back of my neck, distracting me as his fingers move in and out. It hurts, but feels so fucking good at the same time. He moves his fingers in and out, in and out, until I can't stand it anymore.

"Justin, fuck me."

Justin

Oh my god. I think I may explode.

I can't believe I'm going to top Brian. Holy shit.

Breathe Justin. He won't find it attractive if you squeal.

I slide my fingers out of him and coat my cock in lube. My hands are shaking. He's shaking. He's so beautiful.

I go to position myself at his opening, but suddenly pull away. I don't want to do it like this. I want to see his eyes change in hue. I want to watch his mouth open and close. I want to lick the sweat from his upper lip. I want his long, sexy legs wrapped around my body.

I want to see him.

"Baby," I whisper in his ear. "Roll over for me."

He does, and I feel my breath catch in my throat. He's so fucking gorgeous. It's unreal.

I get between his legs and wrap them around my waist. I position myself at his opening and slowly push the head of my cock inside. It passes through the first ring of muscle and I nearly pass out from the sensation.

Oh my fucking god.

I lean down and capture Brian's lips with my own. He's panting through the pain. I know exactly how it feels. I lost my virginity two days ago. I kiss him tenderly and I tell him how much I love him, how beautiful he his.

I'm basically being a bumbling idiot.

I feel Brian push and I slide in all the way. My vision goes blindingly white for a moment and I grab his hips to keep from falling forward. His strong hands wrap around my shoulders and one slides up into my damp hair. I open my eyes and stare at him. His eyes are closed and he is biting his bottom lip hard.

"Oh god, Brian. You're so tight, so hot. This is amazing." He opens his eyes and smiles at me. I run my fingers through his hair and slide the back of my hand down his cheek. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, it feels good." He laughs and I kiss him again. He pushes against me and I moan. "Go on. Show me what you've learned."

Ok, that was hot.

I pull almost all the way out and pause before slowly sliding back in until my balls come in contact with his ass.

God, I feel complete.

Brian

We start rocking in perfect sync with each other. I pull him down and kiss him as his cock slides in and out of me. I feel so full. It's so fucking amazing. I kiss him harder to keep from moaning.

My parents know we fuck, but it doesn't need to be their alarm clock.

He pulls away from the kiss and stares into my eyes as he pumps in and out of me. He's gripping my hips so hard that I know I'll have bruises.

He repositions his hips and thrusts into me hard, the blunt head of his cock slamming against my prostate. I cry out before I can stop myself and damn near cum.

I taught him well.

"Like that?" He whispers with a smile like he's been doing this for years. It feels like he has been.

"You're so fucking hot, Justin." I lick beads of sweat from his collarbone.

"Not nearly…as hot as…your ass," he grunts out between thrusts. I slide my fingers into his hair and tug on it. I'm so close, aching for sweet release.

"Mmm, fuck me." We speak, and it's all harsh whispers and soft demands. He complies with my command, hitting my prostate on every third stroke. His hand slides over to my cock and he clenches it in strong, artist's fingers. He doesn't move his hand. He just holds it in his fist, squeezing it like a vice.

Soft light begins to flood into my bedroom as the sun starts to rise. I watch the dust particles float through the air as the light catches them, anything to focus on so this will last just a few more seconds.

Please god don't let it ever end.

I watch Justin as he thrusts wantonly. Sweat glistens in the newborn sunlight, clinging to his lithe, perfect, little body. I watch his closed eyes. I watch his swollen lips. I watch it all. It's fucking intense, completely beautiful.

He starts pumping his fist up and down my cock, hard and fast. I bite my lip, concealing a groan as I cum into his hand. My vision blacks out as I ride out one of the most intense orgasms of my life. My body twitches and I arch up, something just exploding inside of me.

"I love you!" I can barely hear Justin over the beating of my own heart. I watch him as he cums, fighting not to scream. He collapses on top of me, breathing heavily. I slide my hands down his sweaty skin and kiss the top of his head.

"I love you too," I whisper. He slides out of me and I mourn the loss. I watch him take the condom off of his softening cock and tie it off. He leans down and licks my cum from my stomach and chest. There is even a drop on my chin.

He kisses me hard, letting me taste myself on his tongue. He pulls away and curls up next to me. I instantly wrap my arms around him, feeling his hot skin mold to mine.

"How did you like it?" I ask him. I loved bottoming, but I love being inside of him even more.

"I loved it. It was so amazing. I loved being inside of you, but I think I prefer being your bottom boy." I laugh and kiss his smiling lips. Our laughs die with the moon and we lay in my bed, staring at each other as the sun rises on a new day.

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