Image Is Everything

Chapter Twenty

The door to Brian's room closed behind them and Justin felt his heart plummet. This was probably their last night together.

"What's wrong?" Brian asked seeing the look on Justin's face.

"Is … is this the end?" Justin asked.

Brian frowned. He knew he didn't want it to be the end, but did he have the balls to tell Justin that? Could he risk admitting that he felt something for this young man, something that he could barely define, something he'd only felt once or twice before and that had ended in disaster, something that scared him beyond all reason?

"It doesn't have to be," Brian replied staring into the blue eyes.

Justin started to smile and then said, "Do you want it to be?"

"It's your call."

"Why is it my call? I've already told you I love you. When are you going to tell me what you feel?"

"I told you I don't believe in love," Brian said stubbornly.

"I'm not asking for a declaration of undying love, but I need to know if you care about me, if you want me."

"Let me show you," Brian said huskily wanting his body to do the talking for him. It was always the most eloquent way when it came to how he was really feeling.

Before Justin could demand anymore impossible things, Brian's mouth captured his. He kissed and caressed speaking volumes if Justin could translate his actions into words. They made love slowly and luxuriously feasting on each other until both were sated and happy.

Justin curled up against Brian in that catlike way that Brian was beginning to look forward to. Brian's arm came around Justin in a gesture of closeness, of protection and affection. Justin could feel it, but he couldn't understand why Brian wouldn't say it.

Ethan was always professing his love and Justin never felt half of what he felt with Brian. In fact he was starting to realize that what he had with Ethan was an illusion, some sort of image of love that he had created out of his own gratitude for Ethan saving him and out of Ethan's constant declarations. Since Brian, he could see that not of it was real. It was all pretend, particularly on his part. He didn't love Ethan. He never had. He was fooling himself all this time. He had known there was something missing but he had thought it was him. Now he could see that it was Ethan who lacked something - the passion, the honesty, the true caring. Whereas Ethan made him feel small and less than capable, Brian made him feel like he could conquer the universe. That was why Brian had won his heart and made him see what he wanted and needed in life. And it wasn't Ethan.

There was something else he wanted too, and if he didn't ask for it now he might never have the chance again.

"Brian," he said softly.

"Hmm."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Have I ever stopped you before?"

"No," Justin said thoughtfully. Brian never tried to squelch his ideas or put him down. He might not like this one though. "I was wondering…"

"Wondering what?" Brian asked.

"What's it like to be the top?"

"The top what?" Brian asked having an idea where this might be going but not prepared to make it easy.

"You know … the top in fucking."

"Feels great! Couldn't you tell?"

Justin giggled. "It felt pretty great from the bottom too, but…"

"But what?" Like he didn't know what Justin was asking.

"I was wondering…"

"Yeeesssss?" Brian asked making the word several syllables long.

"Could … could I be the top … just once?"

"You might get to like it and then where would we be?"

"Oh, I like the other just fine. I'd never give it up."

Brian chuckled. Kids! So enthusiastic, so predictable. "I don't bottom for anybody," Brian declared. That was almost the truth.

"For me?" Justin begged. "Just once … please."

Brian groaned. He wouldn't even consider this under most circumstances, but this circumstance was different. And Justin was special. The boy had a thick beautiful cock. Brian shivered a bit at the thought of it up his ass.

"You think you could handle it?" Brian challenged him.

"You keep telling me that I can do anything. And … I'll be gentle," Justin promised and batted his eyes at Brian in the semi-darkness.

"Fucking little tease!" Brian griped, but Justin could hear the humor in his voice. It almost sounded like Brian was going to let him.

"Does that mean that I can?" Justin asked his high voltage smile lighting up the gloom of the dark bedroom.

"All right," Brian said earning a heated kiss from Justin. "But…"

"But what?" Justin asked with a frown.

"I want you to demonstrate some of the things I've taught you this week. Consider this your final exam."

Justin giggled. "Do I get a diploma or certificate of achievement … or … a loving cup?" he added as an afterthought. His choice of words was not lost on Brian.

"You get my undying gratitude if you do a good job."

"Good enough," Justin replied with a grin. "I will pleasure you beyond your wildest dreams, oh great teacher!"

"Make it so," Brian commanded taking the words from Captain Picard. Justin quickly rolled Brian onto his stomach before he could change his mind.

He began kissing Brian's neck and shoulders. He licked and nipped at the warm flesh kneading Brian's sides with his hands as he did so. He kissed all the way down Brian's spine stopping when he got to the crack of his well formed ass. He took a handful of each cheek squeezing and kissing the tender skin. Brian squirmed beneath him feeling his cock grow uncomfortably hard trapped under him.

Justin's tongue passed over his pucker and Brian jumped in anticipation. He wanted the tongue inside him. He wanted Justin inside him, even though he had made it sound like he was doing Justin a favor by letting him fuck him. Brian didn't bottom often, but he wanted to experience everything with this extraordinary young man. He knew he was going to enjoy this.

"Lift up," Justin whispered against his ear.

Brian raised up enough for Justin to get a pillow under his hips. It relieved the pressure on his cock a bit and gave Justin greater access to practise his lessons.

"Good boy," Justin cooed.

Brian snorted but he knew Justin was thanking him for letting this happen. Brian was pretty sure that he would be thanking Justin later. He felt Justin push his legs farther apart and settle between them.

Hands caressed his hips and ran up and down the outside of his thighs. He could feel Justin's warm breath on his ass. He almost whimpered in anticipation but caught himself just in time.

Justin waited. He knew that anticipation created even greater arousal. That was one thing that Brian had clearly taught him. He thought back to the times that he had been panting, wanting to scream for Brian to enter him or finish him off. Brian would make him wait till the last possible moment, and oh was the wait worth it! Justin continued to breathe close to Brian's hole. He could tell it was getting to the man.

When Brian turned to look at him, he plunged his tongue a little way into the pucker. Brian gasped and Justin could see the skin on Brian's ass ripple. He smiled. He was going to pass his test with flying colors, summa cum laude, and he was going to make Brian be loud. He was going to bust through the reserve and control and image that Brian held so dear. He was going to make the man beg.

Justin leaned in and began to chew around Brian's hole. He licked and sucked and kissed, but refused to stick his tongue in again. He could feel Brian pressing up wanting the tongue inside. He wasn't going to do that until Brian begged him.

Brian was trying to be strong, trying to stay in control, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult. All he wanted was Justin's tongue in his hole and then his dick up his ass. He wasn't going to beg for it though. He just had to be patient. He could do that.

Justin pulled Brian's ass up a little higher. He licked down the perineum till he got to Brian's balls. He took the heavy sack in his hand while his tongue continued to work on the tender skin of the perineum. He rolled the balls in his hand and then took one into his mouth sucking and pulling gently. Brian whimpered. That was progress. Justin did the same thing to the other ball eliciting the same response.

He moved back to Brian's pucker licking and kissing. He nipped at each butt cheek until he had created several red spots. He licked them to cool and soothe what he had done.

"Justin!" Brian said. Justin could hear the desperation in his voice. He just thought he was being so cool and in control.

"Yes?" Justin said in his most innocent little voice.

"Get on with it," Brian ordered.

"Not till you ask nicely."

"I'm telling you…"

"Not good enough. Ask nicely."

"Justin … please," Brian said barely audible.

Justin smiled. Now they were getting somewhere. "I didn't hear you," Justin said even though he clearly had.

"Please, Justin, please."

Justin plunged his stiffened tongue into Brian's pucker. He felt it penetrate the ring of muscle and Brian's ass squeezed back. The man groaned in satisfaction. Justin probed with his tongue feeling the anal muscles trying to expel him. He thought about his dick being in there next and he became impossibly harder.

He pulled his tongue out and drove back in. Brian gasped and took in a sharp breath. His head rose up and he looked back at Justin as "ah, ah, ahhh!" escaped his lips. Justin continued to fuck Brian with his tongue. Brian grasped the sheets and held on. He wanted to come, but he wanted Justin inside him first.

"Jesus, Justin," he managed to gasp holding on for dear life.

"Want more?" Justin asked.

"Christ yes!"

Brian heard the condom package tear and knew Justin was sheathing himself. At last! He heard the lube top pop and waited for the cool gel. Justin's fingers pressed in and the cold gel penetrated him.

"Oh, fuck, yeah!" he moaned as Justin opened him some more.

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

"Tell me how much," Justin demanded.

"Oh fuck!" Brian almost yelled. He was beyond caring about image, about begging, about being in control. "I want you in me now, Justin. Please!"

Justin responded by driving his thick hard cock into Brian's well worked hole.

"Fuck me!" Brian called as Justin drove the rest of the way in.

Justin couldn't believe how tight Brian's channel felt around his dick. It felt unbelievably good. He could feel the muscles trying to force him out and he drove in farther. Brian moaned.

"Are you all right?" Justin asked worried that he was hurting Brian.

"Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Brian begged lost to the sensations coursing through his body. He felt like he was on fire, the burning in his ass moving through his groin and up his spine. He felt like flames would burst from the top of his head or out his toes or off the end of his rock hard dick. He moaned in ecstasy.

Justin began to pull back and drive in farther. Brian gasped with each thrust and then began to push back. Justin smiled. He had never felt anything like the velvet vise that held his cock. He rammed in hard sensing Brian's response and knowing the man wanted it all and … more. He quickly found his rhythm and soon had them both gasping and moaning as he rode Brian to the limit.

Justin could feel the first tingles of his orgasm as his balls rose up. He pulled Brian's ass up higher as he drove home again and again. He wanted them to come at the same time. He reached under Brian and began jerking him off in rhythm with his thrusts.

Brian felt like Justin's dick was so far up his ass he could taste it in the back of his throat. Rarely had he ever let this happen and never had he enjoyed it this much. When Justin began to jack him off he knew the boy was close. He understood that Justin wanted them to come together.

"Oh fuck!" he cried. "Now, Justin!" He felt the jizz shoot out of his slit and all over Justin's hand. His ass clamped down on the boy's dick sending Justin over the edge. He could feel Justin's cock spasm and throb inside him.

Justin gasped and cried out some incoherent sound. He collapsed on top of Brian his softening dick slipping out having spent its load. They lay like that for a couple of minutes until the world came back into focus. Brian lifted up, rolling Justin off his back and onto his own. He grabbed a tissue to clean himself. Justin lay with his eyes closed and mouth still slightly open. Brian slid the condom off him and wiped him off. He pulled the sheet over them and cradled the boy against him.

"I love you, Brian," Justin whispered as he drifted off to sleep.

"Me too," Brian thought, but he was sure he hadn't say those words aloud.

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