A Fist Full of Love

"No Brian, I changed my mind, I don't want to do this."

"Bullshit, you made me promise to help you, your exact words were, "I'm going to do this, promise me you won't let me chicken out." So, I promised."

"Fuck you and your memory."

"Have I ever broken a promise to you, Sunshine?"

"No."

"And I'm not starting now. So come on let's get comfortable. Lay down on your stomach so you can relax before we start."

"I'm scared."

"No you're not, we've done this before. You're just nervous because of the last time."

"What if it happens again?"

"Then we try again and again, till you're satisfied."

"Bri, does it always have to hurt."

"A little, it's a part of it. Let's get naked, I'll get the oil."

"Mmm, thanks, that feels nice."

"Of course it does. Spread your legs a bit more. Good?"

"Very good."

"Ready?"

"No! Not yet."

"Justin, procrastinating won't make it any easier."

"I'm not procrastinating. Can I have your pillow?"

"My pillow? Why?"

"Cause it smells like you, it's comforting."

"Sure. Ready now?"

"Almost. Brian, why are we using this one?"

"We've been through this before. Because, this one is easier to hold, bigger dial."

"But..."

"No buts. Look, see? Feels good in the fist, less strain on your hand and nice features, when this goes well."

"You have confidence."

"Confidence in you, Justin. I know you can do this, I have a good feeling that this time will work out."

"Glad one of us does."

"Okay now?"

"Yeah. Hey, you're not thinking about moving, are you? I mean, I need you close to me."

"If I was any closer I'd be on top of you."

"Please?"

"Yeah."

"Rub my ass first and leave your hand there."

"What?"

"Please Bri. It's, it's reassuring."

"The things I do for you. Better?"

"Much, thanks. It's now or never. God, Bri, you have to help me, my hand is shaking too much."

"Okay Baby; here, go ahead. Take a deep breath."

"Hi Dad, it's me, Justin. Happy Birthday Dad..."

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