I Want You to Know

Part 35

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I held onto Justin, not quite sure he was real, but knowing that if I let go I would lose what little bit of the past I still had. His arms were strong around me and his words were soft. He knew what I needed to hear, he always did. I closed my eyes and just listened, clawing my way back from the despair that had claimed my mind, my heart, my soul.

"Brian, I love you. I love you. It's time to come home honey. Just put your hand in mine and let me show you the way."

I took his hand and turned my back on the emptiness I had fought for so long. He drove us home, stopping at the repair shop and arranging for my 'Vette to be towed home the next day. We rode in silence, the only sound being the heater and I lost myself in my thoughts. Thoughts of Jack, and thoughts of Justin. Thoughts of Sara, my poor sweet Sara. I broke the silence to ask about her.

"She is progressing well. Actually the doctors are optimistic that she'll be able to go home soon. She's been asking for you."

"She's talking?" I asked surprised.

"Not exactly. She writes, a lot actually. She has sent home pages and pages of notes for you. She really seems lost without you Brian."

"She's not the only one who's lost Justin." I let my mind focus on what I had been about to do and I turned to him, amazed that he was still here with me after everything I had put him through. "I'm so sorry Justin. Oh my god what have I done?"

"Don't think about that now Bri. It's over, you're home. Nothing else matters now except getting you back and getting Sara well."

I sat back in my seat and stared out at the surroundings that passed by in a blur as he drove us home. It was only when he pulled off into a parking lot that I realized he wasn't taking me home. Getting out of the jeep he told me to stay put and ran inside the cheap roadside motel. After getting back in and driving to the back of the building he parked the car in the deserted parking lot and got out. Without looking back he went to the door and opened it. I got out and followed him, desperate to touch him.

When the door closed behind me I stood watching him as if in a dream, I tried to recall how he tasted, how he felt, how much I loved him. He must have seen the struggle inside me because he came to me and put his arms around my waist, standing on tiptoe, kissing me, running his tongue across my lower lip. His arms tight around me, as if afraid to let me go. I returned his kiss with enthusiasm, my hands in his soft blonde hair. He had let it grow long again, I loved him with it like that. Stepping back I stared at him intently.

He still looked so young. The years had been kind to him. He flashed me that smile and I melted. He moved closer to me and I opened myself up to him completely. I gave in to my feelings, my desires, my love for him. His hands on my bare skin sent shivers down my body, as his mouth on my nipple sent fire to my groin. I ached with my need for him. My hands caressed his skin, his muscles, and I memorized every inch of him all over again. He stood before me, naked, fully aroused, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight. He was more than beautiful. Those clear blue eyes that saw past my walls to my soul, they pierced me that night as they roamed my body. His pink tongue darted out to lick his lips as he let himself watch me undress. I had never been shy in my life and tonight was no different. I stood before him undressed and watched the desire creep into those eyes.

My heart raced, my cock throbbed for his touch, his lips. Crossing the room to him, I stood there for just a second before taking him back into my arms. As his skin touched mine, the electricity ran through me to my already hard cock, making it drip with precum. He bent and took the engorged member into his warm, moist mouth and sucked me slowly until I begged for the release he held back from me. Pushing me to the bed, his hands caressed my chest, my stomach as his mouth continued its delicious torture on my cock. He was licking at the precum that was dripping from my slit and I begged him to please let me feel him.

He stayed just out of my reach as he shifted to take his place next to me on the bed, telling me to roll over. I did so without question. His soft tongue trailing down my spine to my crack. I felt his hands separate my buttocks and his tongue darted in and out of my pucker. I moaned in ecstasy as he continued his assault. Just when I thought I would explode, I felt the head of his dick at my hole. He hesitated briefly then pushed in, using his own saliva for lubrication. To feel him inside of me, the intense pressure, the pain of that first moment, then the pleasure that took hold was better than I had ever remembered. As I moved back against his hips, trying my damnedest to get him in deeper, he licked at my neck, my back. His hands came up and clasped mine, holding on tightly as we rode the waves together.

To make love to Justin was the most exciting thing I had ever done. His body was a temple that I worshipped in often and I never tired of him.  My breathing came in short gasps now, my body close to that ever elusive orgasm. He pushed against my prostate and held there for what seemed an eternity and I fell over the edge, into the bliss that was Justin Taylor-Kinney.

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Brian stood before me unsteady and unsure of himself. I had never seen him this far gone before and I had to get him back one way or another. When I had seen the sign for the motel on the highway, I knew I needed him at that moment. It had been too long since I had made love to him. My hands were shaking as I opened the door to the room, and I walked inside nervous, feeling a little like that first night. Only this time I was the one in control and he was the frightened one. He stood just inside the doorway for way too long and my mind closed around what he said to me all those many nights ago.

"So are you coming or going? Or cuming and then going? Or cuming and then staying?" His smile was the only answer I needed and I crossed the room to him. He hadn't changed much in twenty-one years. He was still tall and lanky, muscular beneath his clothing. His auburn hair had flecks of gray woven through it now and he kept it long, trying to recapture his youth I used to tease him. His still had a body built for sin and tonight I planned to use it and abuse it, just the way he had taught me years ago.

When I kissed him and he kissed me back, my heart leapt and I thought for sure I had died and gone to heaven. Brian Kinney was the best lover I had had and I had had plenty. He was thoughtful and considerate and boy did he know how to make you feel like you were the only man in the world for him. Tonight, I pursued him, tonight he was the prize. His moans, loud in my ear were almost too much for me to handle. I had to stop and get control once too many times that night. But as he moved back against me and let out that low growl he makes as he climaxes, I knew it was all worth it. Every ounce of heartache he had ever caused me, every second of happiness, every  moment of my life led up to this moment. The moment he became mine completely.

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