Small Town

Part 10

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 “Alright, we’re off.  Have a good night you two.  We’ll see you about eleven, Justin.  Okay?”

“Yeah, have a great time.  Enjoy the dinner,” Justin told his parents as they stopped by his room on their way out.

“Bye, have fun,” Daphne added.

The two teenagers remained quiet for a moment, listening to the front door open, then close again as the adults finally left.

“Alright, I’ve only got a half an hour to get ready before Brian’s here.  I’m going to jump into the shower and you pick out something for me to wear.  And remember, I want to look cool, but sexy,” Justin told his friend with a devilish grin.

“Right, that shouldn’t be TOO hard,” the girl replied, rolling her eyes.

“Oh, just find me something to wear.”  And with that, Justin walked into the washroom and closed the door.  He stripped off his clothes, tossed them into the hamper and stepped into the shower.  Adjusting the temperature and spray, he grabbed the shampoo, poured some into the palm of his hand and quickly washed and rinsed his hair.  Next he lathered up his body with the vanilla scented soap he loved so much and rinsed off.  His thoughts strayed towards Brian, and the anticipation of seeing the man again made his cock begin to harden.  He had to stop himself from giving into his desire, wanting badly to grab the pulsing member and jerk off.  He consoled himself with the thought that maybe when he saw the man, he could get him to do it for him.  He quickly reprimanded himself for such a thought.  After only one night of sex, he couldn’t seem to control himself already.  He hated to think how he would be in a few months.  He smiled, knowing that he would hopefully be very happy and very satisfied.

Justin turned off the shower and climbed out.  He was grateful that his cock had softened.  The last thing he wanted was to have to go into his bedroom, to Daphne, with an erection tenting his towel.  He dried off, wrapped the towel around his waist, brushed his towel-dried hair into place and walked into his room.

“Okay, I’ve narrowed it down,” the pensive girl said as she saw her friend’s approach.  She’d laid out three outfits on the bed and was trying to decide which one was the best.  She turned towards Justin and asked, “So, what do you think?”

Realizing that Daphne was taking this very seriously, he looked at the clothes spread across his bed and said, “Well, I like this one because it will bring out the blue of my eyes.  I like this one because it will show off my trim body.  And I like this one because it will accentuate my best feature.”

When Daphne gave her friend a puzzled look as to what feature he could possibly be referring to, he said with a bright smile, “My ass.”

“Ohhhh, Justin.  You’re too much,” she groaned, but then started to laugh when Justin began to wiggle his best feature around.

“No, not too much.  Juuuussssstttt the right amount,” he replied, patting his towel-clad ass.

Rolling her eyes and turning back to the clothes, Daphne suggested, “Okay, so why don’t we take this t-shirt for your eyes and these pants for your, well, for your ass.”

“Sounds good to me,” the blond said, grabbing a pair of black briefs from a drawer and sliding them on under the towel before he tore it away and tossed it aside.  He picked up the clothes they’d decided on and began to dress.

Daphne watched her friend in awe.  Justin was completely comfortable with her in just his underwear.  After all, they’d been hanging out together since, well, forever and they’d definitely seen each other in even less than that.  But now, as she watched him get dressed, she realized how beautiful he truly was.  She had to stop herself from reaching out and touching his pale flesh.  It was just so tempting.

“Daph…Daph, you okay?”

“Huh, what?  Um, yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” she said, slightly startled.

“Okay, well, it’s just about five-thirty and Brian should…” before he could finish, they heard the doorbell ring.

“Be here,” Daphne finished with a laugh, and Justin joined in.  “Nervous?”

“Um, a little.  I just hope everything’s as great as last night.  I don’t mean that we have to have sex for it to be great.  I just mean I hope we get along as great,” Justin rambled.

“Just relax and remember to breathe and everything will be alright.  Now, let’s go so I can meet this gorgeous guy of yours,” the girl said, heading down the stairs.

Justin grabbed her arm before she made it to the front door and reminded her, “Don’t embarrass me.  You promised.”

“Yeah, okay, I won’t,” she said resignedly.  “Now open the door.”

“Right, right.  Here goes,” he said.  Taking a deep breath he turned the knob and opened the door. 

“Hey.”

“Hey,” Justin greeted Brian with a huge smile, mirroring the one on the brunet’s face.

“Justin, manners,” Daphne reminded her friend as she stood beside him.

“Oh, sorry.  Brian, this is Daphne.  Daphne, Brian.  There, happy?” he asked the girl.

“Ecstatic.  So are you gonna ask him in?” she said, rolling her eyes at Justin’s unusual behavior.

“Yeah, right.  God, where are my manners.  Brian, come on in.”

“Thanks,” Brian said, walking into the house and looking around.  “Great place.  Are your parents home?”

“Nope.  It’s just us.  They’re out for dinner and won’t be back until around eleven.”

“Oh,” the brunet replied, not really sure what else to say.  He turned towards Daphne and smiled.  “So, you’re the one that said ‘hi’ this afternoon?”

“Yep, that’s me.  It’s great to meet you.  I’ve seen you around, but never actually got to meet you.  You know, to talk to you, face to face.  Like now.  Uh-huh.”  She knew she was going on and on, but she just couldn’t stop herself.  She couldn’t believe how fucking gorgeous the guy was close up.  She knew he was great from a distance, but close up – unfuckingbelievable. 

Justin looked at his friend like she’d suddenly lost her mind.  His eyes silently asked her,  ‘What the fuck?’ and she just shrugged and smiled, not able to explain.

Brian however was amused by the girl’s blatant demonstration.  It was obvious that she was enamored by him and he liked it.  He didn’t usually care for girls, didn’t have much use for them.  But this one, he liked.  Maybe it was because she was Justin’s best friend or maybe it was the way she was falling all over herself over him?  Either way, he liked her.  “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you too.  I’ve seen you around and it’s great to get to actually talk to you too.  Face to face.”

Daphne blushed and smiled a flirty little smile.

“Hello, does anyone remember that I’M in the room here too?” Justin asked, slightly pissed at being ignored.

“Of course we remember you’re here, Sunshine.  I could never forget about YOU,” Brian purred, then placed a soft kiss against Justin’s lips.

“O-o-okay,” Justin stumbled, blushing from the attention.

Daphne just sighed and wished it was her.  She just wasn’t sure if she wished she were Justin or Brian.  Shaking her head to clear it from the jealous fog, she picked up her knapsack from beside the couch where she’d dropped it and said, “Well, I’m gonna get going.  Have a great time you two and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“That doesn’t leave very much, does it?” Justin told his best friend with a sweet smile.

“Ha, ha, very funny.  Bye, Brian.  It was great to meet you.”

The older man leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss against the girl’s cheek.  When he pulled back, he was amused to see a blush creep across her face and her hand go up and touch the spot where his lips had been.  “Nice to meet you too, Daphne.  I’ll see you soon, I hope.”

“Yeah, soon.  Really soon,” she said in a daze and walked out the front door, her fingers still touching her cheek.

“You’re bad, you know that?” the blond laughed and swatted Brian’s chest with the back of his hand.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Brian said with a smile.  “You look great tonight.”

Justin couldn’t help himself as he stood on his toes and captured the brunet’s mouth in a passionate kiss.  His tongue snuck out and licked along Brian’s full lips, seeking entrance and the man opened his mouth, letting it slip inside.  Justin moaned as Brian sucked his tongue deeper into his mouth.  Gasping for air the two parted, both a little flushed and both already hard.

“Justin,” Brian breathed with his forehead pressed against the smaller man’s.

“Mmmm, you feel so good,” Justin whispered, running his hands up and down Brian’s back.

“I think we’d better go, before I lose all my control and take you right here,” the brunet said, running his fingers through the soft golden hair at the back of Justin’s head.

“That sounds good,” the younger man purred, moving his hips forward and brushing his hardened cock against Brian’s.

“Ahhhhh,” Brian moaned from the contact and his fingers tightened in the silky hair.

Again, Justin rocked his hips forward, grinding against Brian’s and gasping as a jolt of pleasure shot from his groin through his entire body.  “Brian,” he whimpered.  “Please.”

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