Fresh Produce

"Justin, put it back." Brian tried to keep his voice low, but he was quickly losing his patience with the young blond boy.

"No, I want them." Justin was sounding very much like a small child and he knew that it irritated Brian but he was determined to get his way.

"Put. It. Back." Brian said through clenched teeth.

"No," Justin said again, putting the box of Capn' Crunch in the cart.

Brian suppressed an angry retort, waited until Justin had turned the corner to go down the baking aisle and then took the box out and sat it on the floor.

He rounded the corner to find Justin holding a box of brownies with frosting.

"NO."

"Yes," Justin said, once again putting the box in the cart and moving on down the aisle. He stopped and placed biscuit mix, pot roast seasoning, and chocolate chips in the cart.

Brian bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and tried to control his anger. Reaching in he took the brownies and chocolate chips out of the cart. He found Justin on the next aisle perusing the Hamburger Helper.

"If you even think of putting that sodium laden pile of crap into this cart, I will castrate you."

Justin held the box of cheeseburger macaroni, smiled at Brian and sweetly answered, "But my mom used to make this for me on my birthday. It was my favorite, Bri."

"I don't give a fuck if it's the fucking Queen of England's favorite, you are NOT putting that shit into my cart. Now put it back and let's go over to the meat counter and get what we came for."

Justin smiled at Brian and dropped the box into the cart, pressing a little kiss to Brian's neck. "You will love it, I promise."

Brian watched Justin sashay down the aisle, trying hard to control the urge to throw him into the cart. The sway of Justin's hips sent chills down his spine, and he could feel the beginning of an erection. Forgetting about the boxed meal, he hurried to find his partner.

Justin was standing at the butcher's counter asking about the Chuck Roast when Brian joined him. Brian put his arm around Justin's waist, kissed the top of his head and asked the butcher for lamb chops.

"I don't like lamb." Justin's voice was barely above a whisper.

"Since when?"

"Since I was two and I went to the petting zoo and played with the lambs."

"You can't fucking be serious," Brian's patience was all but gone and he was about to lose his temper.

"As a heart attack," Justin shot back.

Brian turned back to the butcher, "Make that ribeyes. Apparently the kid here has a rule about eating cute furry things."

"Only if they go 'baaaa', your ass on the other hand is always a delicacy."

The butcher laughed and went about cutting the steaks to Brian's specifications. Handing the wrapped meat across the counter he asked, "Anything else?"

"A pound of ground sirloin, please." Justin held his breath, waiting to hear Brian's protest and was surprised when there were none.

Done at the meat counter, the men moved to the frozen food. Justin walked ahead of Brian and the cart, carefully looking at the frozen waffles. Grabbing a box he waited for Brian to catch up.

Brian took the box from him, "I'm not eating frozen waffles, especially ones that have SpongeBob on them and are tiki berry flavored. What the fuck is a tiki berry?"

"Blueberry and raspberry, and they are good."

"Well, we won't be finding out. Put them back."

"NO," Justin took the box back from Brian and put it in the cart. "I want them and you are going to have them for breakfast tomorrow."

"Only if I have a lobotomy."

"That can be arranged."

Justin left Brian standing speechless. Brian regained his compusure and found Justin at the deli counter.

"I ordered that sundried tomato turkey breast you like."

"What else?"

"Salami and pepperoni for me. Oh and german bologna. Can we get some macoroni salad to go with it?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because that cute little bubble but is going to need a wide load sign soon if you keep eating like this."

"Isn't that why you bought me a gym membership?" He ordered the salad when the lady returned, and pulled Brian and the cart over to the produce section.

Bagging tomatoes, Brian looked back at Justin. Trying hard to stop the growing erection in his pants, he moved over to the artichokes. He smelled Justin before he felt him. Sliding his arms around his waist, Justin kissed the back of Brian's neck.

In one swift move Brian turned to face the young blond, catching his lips in a kiss.  A low moan escaped Justin as Brian's hands slid to cup his firm ass.  Justin's hand roamed Brian's chest, unbuttoning his shirt as he pleased.

"Bathroom," Brian moaned. He took Justin's hand, leaving the grocery cart in the produce aisle and ran for the bathroom.

Once inside the handicapped stall, Justin hit his knees and took Brian's throbbing cock deep into his mouth causing Brian to cum almost immediately.  Sensing Justin's disappointment, Brian pulled a condom from his pocket, and unzipped Justin's cargos.

Rolling the condom over the head of Justin's leaking cock, he saw the surprise in Justin's eyes.

"Just this once, Sunshine."

Dropping his pants, Brian faced the wall and spread his legs for his lover. Justin licked around Brian's tight pucker and gently pushed in. After only seconds of rimming, he replaced his tongue with a finger, eliciting loud moans from Brian.

Removing the finger he pushed the head of his sheathed cock into Brian, waiting for the hole to open for him. Once inside Justin pumped furiously until both men were spent and sweating. After taking time to calm down, clean up and catch their breath, Brian and Justin left the bathroom and returned to their cart.

Kissing his lover, Brian asked, "So, ice cream for dessert?"

FINIS.....

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