A Battle Of Wills
Brian and Justin were getting ready for a night out with the guys.
Brian walked out of the bathroom in a fluffy black towel wrapped around his slim waist. His hair was freshly styled in his usual ‘fell where it landed’ look that actually took at least half an hour to perfect. He saw his lover across the room with his back turned towards the older man as he pulled his t-shirt over his head.
Justin pulled the hem of his t-shirt down to straighten it and ran his fingers through his slightly damp hair. He turned, fully dressed and ready to go and was met by Brian’s shocked expression.
Justin stood before him in low, hip-hugging fitted jeans that molded to his lower body showing off his generous endowments, front and back. The bright blue t-shirt he wore fit snuggly to his lithe upper body and accentuated his stunning blue eyes. His blond hair shimmered with hints of gold. Brian was struck by the unbelievable beauty of his boy.
But the thing that shocked him the most were the words written across the blond’s t-shirt. It said, clearly written in black letter, ‘FUCK ME!’.
A flash of jealousy raged through Brian’s body and his mind responded.
“There is no fucking way that you are going out tonight wearing THAT t-shirt!” the older man practically yelled.
Justin looked down at his t-shirt trying to figure out what the hell had gotten the older man so worked up. He didn’t understand.
“Why not?” the blond asked innocently.
“Because, I said so, that’s why not,” Brian answered dominantly. He figured he’d made his point, loud and clear and Justin would just change and not question him any further.
Think again.
“I like this t-shirt. I don’t want to change.” The younger man saw no reason why he had to wear something else. He didn’t understand what the problem was.
Brain stood still staring at his lover with a harsh look on his face. He didn’t want to get into it. He just expected the boy to obey him and do what he said. He forgot how stubborn Justin was and knew that he’d have to explain himself, something he hated to do.
“Yeah and I’m sure all the hot horny guys at
Justin looked at his lover with a puzzled expression. Then a huge smile spread across his face as his mind finally grasped what was really going on.
“You’re jealous. You don’t want anyone else to be looking at me and get any ideas about fucking me.” The younger man accused amusingly.
“No I’m not,” Brian defended himself adamantly. But a blush spread across his face and his eyes shifted towards the floor.
“You are!” Justin said, his smile growing even wider.
Brian raised his eyes to be met by his lover’s amused face. The older man was frustrated and embarrassed by his possessive outburst and the boy was making it worse by his obvious enjoyment of the situation. Brain huffed and stormed back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Justin laughed and shook his head at the older man’s dramatics. He was totally shocked by the display of jealousy from his lover. He hadn’t realized how insecure Brian could get and it made him feel good that the man was worried about someone else stealing him away. ‘He really does love me,’ he thought with a smile.
The blond moved down the bedroom steps into the kitchen to get a drink while he waited for Brian to cool off. He heard as the older man exited the bathroom and move about in their bedroom getting dressed. He thought that Brian would be slamming drawers and throwing things from the mood he was in, but things were pretty quiet. This made Justin nervous and he was just about to go see what the older man was up to when he appeared at the top of the bedroom stairs.
Justin was frozen to the spot. Brian stood there with a calm, confident look on his face. One eyebrow raised in challenge of the younger man. The blond was speechless. His mouth hung open and his eyes went wide with shock.
Brian was dressed in fitted black crepe pants that hugged his body in all the right spots. His huge cock was outlined through the thin material, making it obvious that he was not wearing underwear. He wore a deep moss-green silk shirt that clung to his well-toned torso, emphasizing his firm pecs, abs and biceps. The color of the shirt brought out the amazing green hues in his eyes.
“Holy fuck,” Justin whispered and swallowed hard as his mouth was salivating. His cock was instantly hard from the sight before him.
The older man had a sly grin plastered on his face. He saw his lover’s reaction to his attire and knew he’d made his point, loud and clear.
The younger man closed his eyes, took a deep breath and released it slowly. He opened his eyes, now filled with resignation and shook his head slightly.
“Okay, you win. I’ll change,” Justin said quietly as he shuffled up to the bedroom.
“I knew you’d see it my way,” Brian replied with a satisfied smile as he turned and began to undress.
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