Everlasting Coq
Part 5
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The next morning Justin found himself snuggled up to Brian. He breathed in Brian's warm scent. He stretched slightly not wanting to wake Brian up. Justin laid there and thought about all that Brian had said. He hoped that Brian really meant it, that he didn't mind waiting. Yet he wondered in the light of day if Brian would change his mind. Justin felt Brian stir; hazel eyes pinned him where he lay.
Justin smiled slightly. "Morning."
"Morning, baby, sleep, ok?"
"Yeah." Justin wiggled under the covers. "Um, Brian about last night, you're still ok with it?"
Brian pulled Justin in for a morning kiss. "Justin, it's not as big a problem as you're making it, ok."
Justin nodded, reassured that everything was good between them. Brian twined his fingers with Justin's. "Since you shared something really personal with me last night, I'm going to do the same."
"Brian, you don't have to."
"Yeah I do, you're special to me and I trust you." Brian took a deep breath. He hesitated then brushed his shaggy hair away from his damaged ear. Justin wondered when Brian would share this part of himself with him. He rested his hand on the side of Brian's neck and drew him closer.
"What happened?"
"It happened a long time ago. I was in high school. This homophobic prick jock took to making my life a living hell. One day he decided to slice my ear."
Justin pressed himself closer to Brian giving the man strength and comfort.
"I never let anyone see it. I always have my hair covering it." Brian shrugged slightly. "I guess I'm embarrassed by it."
"Thank you for telling me. Really, it's not so bad."
Justin pulled Brian into a hug and rubbed his back a little. Baring one's soul was exhausting work. Justin tugged on Brian's hand.
"Come on, let's grab a shower. We reek."
Justin chuckled as Brian hobbled to the shower. He really had given his ass a workout. They soaped each other up under the hot spray. When Brian's hand went wandering Justin slapped it away.
"We don't have time. I have class."
Justin couldn't help but smile when he saw Brian's bottom lip stick out in a little boy pout. Justin captured that lip between his and sucked gently on it.
"Be a good boy and I'll make you breakfast."
They took turns washing each other's hair. When they got out they toweled off and teased each other, stroking slippery wet parts. Justin stopped Brian before he could put on the jeans he wore the night before. He tossed him a pair of his sweats.
"Here. this will be softer on that well fucked ass of yours."
Brian huffed a laugh. "Oh thank God! I was actually dreading putting on my jeans."
Justin slipped into his cargo pants and a tight little baby blue t which made his eyes all the bluer. He noticed that of course his sweats were a bit small for Brian. They rode up well over his ankles.
"How about when you come over again you leave some of your clothes here. I happen to have an empty drawer. It's all yours if you want it."
"Really?"
Justin blushed slightly. "Yeah, It'd be convenient besides," Justin grinned. "Since you've seen the loft I have a feeling you'll be over here every chance you get."
Brian looked around the huge loft and smirked. "Yeah, I think that's pretty much a given."
Justin went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Brian followed him and was going to watch from one of the bar stools but changed his mind and decided on a softer venue for his aching ass. The couch was nice and soft. He sighed as he got comfortable. Justin brought over a big plate of pancakes dripping with lots of syrup. Brian started to open his mouth to complain that he'd get fat, but Justin shushed him.
"It's impossible for you to get fat. You're so tall and I'll make sure you work it off," he said with a grin. Justin curled up next to Brian on the couch. He fed Brian a piece then drew him down for a sticky syrupy kiss. "Mmm, pancake kisses."
Justin's pink little tongue darted out and lapped at the lingering syrup at the corner of Brian's mouth. They took turns feeding and kissing each other. They were deliriously happy and ridiculously in love with each other. Brian took care of the breakfast dishes while Justin grabbed up his messenger bag. He went over to a desk drawer and fumbled around till he found what he was looking for. Justin set the shiny key on the island.
"In case I'm not here to let you in," Justin explained. "It's an extra I had." Justin jotted down the security code to the loft. "I gotta go," Justin said regretfully. After class I'm going to stop by the Quoin and work on the mural. I'm almost finished with it." Justin leaned in for one more kiss. "So, later."
"Yeah, later," Brian murmured savoring Justin taste.
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As Justin sat in the lecture hall he glanced at the clock for what felt like the millionth time. Usually the lectures he sat through weren't bad and he seemed to take away a little something from each one. This one however was not one of them and was beyond painful to sit through. Justin's mind had wandered to Brian, which in turn led to way too many impure thoughts. That brought Justin to his current problem, his raging hard on. The more he shifted, it seemed the harder he got. After class he could find a bathroom and jerk off but he knew he wouldn't. He really wanted to wait for Brian. Everything was so much better with Brian. Justin discretely cupped his groin and silently groaned. It was going to be a long day.
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Justin rode the subway to the Quoin. He said a quick hello to Frank then got to work finishing up the mural in the expansive hallway. Justin was proud of his work. It looked amazing and was hot as all fuck. Frank had told him that customers were noticing his work. Frank assured him that any freelance work he could send Justin's way he would. After putting on the final finishing touches to the mural he only took a brief moment to enjoy his completed work. He then moved on to finish a border in one of the specialty rooms. Justin had to admit that he only took the Quoin job out of desperation. He didn't feel all that comfortable painting there. The only good thing that came out of it was meeting Brian. Justin had to smile. That man had driven him to distraction, still did. Brian had been so skittish with him, he thought the man would never let him in.
Justin knocked on Frank's open office door.
"Justin, come in. Sit down."
"Hey Frank, the mural is done and all the borders. If I could, I'd like to finish the two paintings at home and just drop them by when they're done."
"Sure, sure, that's fine. I'll cut you a check now for the work that you did and you can get the other portion when the paintings are done."
Justin nodded. "Sounds good."
As Frank wrote out the check he had to ask. "Won't you miss being around a certain tall lanky fellow?"
Justin rolled his eyes and blushed. "I'll be seeing plenty of Brian, don't you worry. Brian and I, um, well, we're together."
Frank handed over the check smiling. "Good, I'm glad. Brian could use someone like you in his life. He's had a rough time that one."
"I'll take very good care of him."
Frank pretended to look stern. "See that you do."
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The subway was crowded and Justin's nerves were on the edge of breaking. He ended up having to stand. He was horny as all fuck. Justin hoped like hell Brian wasn't busy or else he really would have to take matters into his own hand.
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After Brian had finished washing Justin's dishes he locked up and took the subway back to his place. Soho paled in comparison to Tribeca. Brian grabbed a duffle bag out of the closet and threw in some clothes as Justin had suggested. He settled himself on the sofa getting comfortable. He reached over and selected a book, one of many that he had laying around. Ever since he was a kid he loved to read. It was an escape from reality, one he liked to make often. It was late in the day when Brian finally set his book down. Brian figured Justin would be home by now or would be soon. He thought he'd surprise him by coming over and they could spend more quality time together.
When Brian got to Justin's loft there was no sign of the blonde artist. Brian let himself in and went up to the bedroom. He started to unpack the clothes that he'd brought into his drawer. The thought made him smile. Just then he heard Justin let himself in. Brian walked out to meet him. When Justin saw Brian he dropped his bag. He ran over to the man and leapt into his arms never doubting that he would catch him. Brian cradled Justin's ass in his hands as Justin's legs locked around his slender waist.
"Brian! I'm so glad you're here. I couldn't stop thinking about you. I've been hard all day," Justin whispered in a breathy moan. Justin ground his crotch up against Brian's.
"Aw, you're such a sweet heart," Brian murmured. He captured Justin lips in a hungry kiss. Brian made his way back into the bedroom with Justin in his arms. He tossed Justin gently on the bed. Brian covered Justin's body with his own. His hand fondled Justin through his cargo pants while he depleted his oxygen with a round of mind blowing kisses. Justin arched his back as much as he could with Brian on top of him. "You want me to suck you off, baby?"
Justin purred, "Yesss."
Brian licked his coral lips while he ripped open the front of Justin's pants. God bless Velcro he thought. Justin squirmed as Brian's hot breath washed over his hard dick. Brian yanked off Justin's pants while Justin struggled out of his shirt. The first lap of Brian's tongue sent shivers down his spine. A perfect drop of dew formed on the tip of his cock. Brian lapped it away licking all around the head. When his tongue made a second pass he collected more of Justin's essence on his tongue.
Justin tried to keep his hips from bucking. Brian's tongue darted around his shaft tracing the veins along the way. He pulled back and playfully nipped at Justin's creamy white thighs. Startled Justin yelped then moaned as Brian's tongue soothed the bites. Brian took all of Justin into his mouth and buried his nose in Justin's silky pubes. Justin came up off the bed in a deep arch, panting and clenching the sheets.
He watched as Brian bobbed over his groin giving his dick a spit slicked workout. He rolled his hips as Brian cupped his balls in his big warm hand. Justin felt the ridges in the roof of Brian's mouth against his sensitive cock head. He had to stifle a scream as Brian swallowed around his length. He didn't want to cum quite yet. Brian released Justin's hard as steel length. It slapped Justin's stomach with a wet smack. Brian thought maybe he could gradually ease Justin into anal penetration.
"Justin."
"Huh?" Justin panted.
Brian ran his finger along Justin's crack. "Would you let me? Just one finger, if you get uncomfortable just tell me to stop."
"Oh, umm, ok."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," Justin breathed."
Brian made his middle finger nice and wet. He pressed against Justin's hole. His eyes never left Justin's. Justin gasped as the finger invaded him. Brian knew he was ok when he saw the little smile. Justin squeezed Brian's finger with his own muscles. Brian's own dick throbbed in his pants. Justin's legs fell open wider as Brian swirled his finger around. Brian steadily finger fucked him. Justin's cheeks were rosy with color and his eyes were glassy with lust.
Brian sucked on the head of Justin's shaft. His mouth worked Justin's shaft firmly while his finger explored other regions. Justin was a writhing mewling mass of need. Brian could feel Justin's tremors and new he was close. He angled his finger and nudged Justin's prostate with short quick jabs. Justin screamed and pumped his hot load down Brian's throat. Brian had to swallow rapidly as his mouth kept filling with hot sweet cum. Justin trembled as the aftershocks raced through his body. Both their hearts were beating rapidly. Brian rested his head against Justin's thigh. When Brian started to remove his finger Justin protested a bit.
"Not yet, please, just a bit longer."
"Feel good, baby?"
"Yeah," Justin breathed.
Brian chuckled "I'll turn you into a hungry little bottom yet." Brian wiggled his finger a bit before he pulled it out. Justin crawled up and straddled Brian's lap. He wrapped his arms around Brian's neck holding him tight. "That was amazing, really, mmmm. I've never felt anything like that before."
"I'm glad I'm the one to give it to you."
Justin wiggled; smiling he closed his eyes. "God, I can still feel you."
"I didn't want to pressure you."
Justin's eyes flew open. "You didn't, that was so fucking hot. I'm going to want you to do that again and again."
Brian chuckled, "I think I can do that."
Justin buried his head against Brian's chest. "Maybe I just needed to be with the right person."
"Maybe," Brian whispered.
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Ever since he and Brian hooked up Justin had been out of touch with Karen. He felt like such a shit for ignoring her. He made plans to have a coffee date with her and catch up with each other. Karen took in Justin's appearance. He absolutely radiated happiness.
"Looks like you've been getting some."
Justin blushed and took a sip of his coffee.
Karen laughed. "Well, this Brian really agrees with you."
"He's the best," Justin gushed. "But don't get me started. You first, tell me what's up with you. I feel like such a shit for getting caught up in my own life and ignoring you."
Karen waved him off. "Please, one of us deserves to be happy. It might as well be you."
He took his friend's hand. "What's up?"
"Well, the people I work with think I lead this pathetic existence. Again Nathan asked me to go out with him and his girlfriend. I mean, first off, isn't that a little weird? He's got a girlfriend; he doesn't need a third wheel. I can't even imagine Jenny would even be cool with it."
"Heteros are weird."
Karen laughed. "You got that straight. Oh anyway, you'll never guess where they wanted to take me."
"Um, a straight bar."
"Much worse," Karen said seriously.
Justin wrinkled his nose. "Fuck, what's worse than a breeder bar?" Justin wracked his brain trying to think of something worse. He shuddered and gave up. "I give up. What kind of hell did they try to subject you to?"
"A breeder bar with line dancing."
They both eewed and made gagging noises then laughed hysterically.
"Oh Karen, that's bad. I feel your pain."
Karen gave him a look that said, 'Yeah right.' "Anyway, Jenny was like but Karen it's line dancing like it's the latest thing. She would not shut up about the guys and their big belt buckles."
Justin laughed and shook his head. "That's just overcompensation."
Karen snorted. "That's exactly what I told her, just a bunch of dickless guys dancing badly to horrible music. The songs usually screech about how their girlfriend left them and now they have an unnatural relationship with their dog or a family member."
Justin made a face. "Eewww, stop, I get it."
"So now I've shared my pain, spill. You and Brian have been pretty inseparable."
"Yeah well, he's so worth it. He's, God, it's hard to explain. He's what I've always wanted. I even gave him his own drawer."
Karen's mouth dropped open. "Is he going to move in with you?"
"Probably eventually, his little apartment in Soho sucks and not in a positive life affirming way."
"Have you told him about, ya know, your problem?"
"Yeah, I did eventually. I kept putting it off then when he distracted me with rimming he tried to fuck me so I had to tell him."
"Oh, Justin, you ok?" She put a hand over his.
"Yeah, I had a little queen out. I probably scared the shit out of him. I told him and he was so good about it. He's the best. He's not going to put pressure on me and if I never want to bottom for him he say's its ok. I mean guys like Brian don't come along every day. Yesterday I was pretty much a walking hard on. When I got home Brian was there. He gave me the best blowjob ever and in the middle of it he asked if he could finger fuck me. Well, I was just feeling so good so I let him. My God, Karen, it was the best ever. I think I just needed the right person to be with, to be gentle with me. I wish Brian would have been my first. It's just a matter of time but I'm going to let him fuck me. I trust him; he'd never hurt me."
"That's great, just be careful and don't rush it, ok?"
"Yes, mom."
Karen playfully slapped him on the arm and he laughed.