It's All Down Hill From Here

Chapter 3

Henry drove the four men to the hottest gay club in the islands. It was called Squeeze which tickled Justin’s fancy. He giggled all the way into the club.

Whenever Brian touched his arm or his shoulder or the back of his neck, he’d let out a little yelp of pain. Those were all the parts not covered by the tank top he had been wearing on the beach. As soon as the sun had gone down, the sunburn had started to come out. Angelica’s aloe had helped a lot but there was still tenderness when touched. Angelica had assured the two men that in a couple of days the pain would be gone, but Justin would most likely peel.

Once inside the club, they headed for the bar to get a drink and scope out the place. Walking over to the bar, there were lots of interested glances from men dancing and also those just standing around looking for a likely prospect to latch onto. Two new good looking men always caused a sensation at the club, even if they were a bit older. They both looked very good.

“Does this place have a backroom?” Brian asked nonchalantly as he leaned on the bar waiting for the bartender to fill their drink order.

Justin choked on his drink, coughing and sputtering when he heard Brian’s question. “Hey!” he managed to yelp.

“I’m just asking,” Brian replied sticking his tongue in his cheek.

“Yes, there is a backroom,” Martin replied, “but I didn’t think you’d be using it.”

Justin jumped in. “Neither did I, but I guess this sunburn…” He looked crestfallen. He had ruined their honeymoon by being so cavalier about the sun. Brian obviously was afraid to touch him, so there would be no sex until he recovered from his burn.

“Sunshine, I was just asking about a backroom. You know, getting my bearings. I didn’t mean that I was going to use it.”

Justin’s smile lit up the dim club with a warm glow.

“Wow, I see why you call him Sunshine,” Paul observed. He used his hand to shield his eyes from Justin’s smile.

“Yeah,” Brian chuckled. “He has all these things that he does to keep me on a short leash. That’s just one of the more obvious ones.”

Justin looked up at Brian with his deep blue eyes. A smile played at the corner of his lips. He batted his eyelashes suggestively.

“There’s number two,” Brian laughed. “Care to dance, Sunshine, or will that make your clothes rub against the sore bits.”

“Come on, you big smoosh,” Justin said taking Brian’s hand and leading him onto the dance floor. “Just don’t hang all over me the way you usually do. I don’t think I could stand the pressure.”

“Fuck, I don’t know how to dance any other way,” Brian joked.

“You are so full of shit,” Justin laughed.

Brian raised an eyebrow and started his gyrations with Justin joining him. It wasn’t long before several men had stopped dancing and were standing around watching them. Without touching his partner, Brian emanated sex. He had one leg around Justin’s legs so he could get close and cause their cocks to bump together. That didn’t hurt Justin but it had the desired effect on his partner. Justin was flushed and loving every moment.

When the song ended, Brian leaned over and whispered something in Justin’s ear. Justin smiled and nodded. All the men who had been watching assumed they were heading for the backroom, and many of them made a beeline for the backroom to find a good spot to watch. Much to their chagrin Brian and Justin headed for the bar where they were quickly joined by Paul and Martin.

“You two sure know how to put on a show,” Martin told them.

“So we’ve been told,” Brian smirked.

“And that was without me being at a hundred percent,” Justin laughed as he sipped a new drink.

“Take it easy on the alcohol, Justin,” Paul advised. “After a sunburn like you’ve had, you don’t want to overdo it.”

Justin nodded in agreement and set the rest of his drink on the bar. “How about a couple more dances, Brian?” Justin asked. “And then I think I’ll be ready to call it a night.”

Brian nodded as he followed Justin onto the dance floor. They did their thing for a few more dances, before saying goodnight to Paul and Martin. They talked about meeting up again to see some of the sites in Hawaii. They decided to talk on the phone in a couple of days when Justin was feeling better.

As they left the club, Henry pulled up with the Mercedes. Brian had called him on his cell. They told Henry to take them home, then sat back to enjoy the ride.

“That was fun,” Justin said. “I’m glad we went.”

“You didn’t overdo it, did you?”

“I’m fine, Brian. Just a little tender.”

“You were always tender, my little, tender morsel,” Brian said kissing Justin’s cheek gently.

Justin laughed at Brian’s endearments. Maybe having a sunburn wasn’t so bad if it brought out this side of Brian. “We should call Bree tomorrow,” Justin said deciding to change the subject.

Brian groaned. “I’m better off when I don’t think about her. She’ll want us to come home, you know.”

“That may be true, but we should still call. She’ll be missing us.”

“Not as much as I miss her.”

Justin smiled affectionately at his husband. “That’s one of the reasons I love you so much,” he said. “You love our family as much as I do.”

“More,” Brian declared.

“Um, maybe we should put thoughts of Bree away for tonight.”

“You’re the one who brought them up.”

“I know, but I think I’ve made the situation maudlin, and I did have such a good time tonight. Everybody at the club saw that we still have it, you know,” Justin added with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

“Was there ever any doubt. I guess I’m not an over-the-hill club boy … yet.”

“You’ll never be over the hill.”

Brian chuckled. “It was fun to see the reaction to our first dance. I think the backroom was full after we got through.”

“We should go back when my sunburn’s better. We could really put on a show.”

“That sounds like a plan,” Brian said with a wink. “Do you think you’ll be up to a little practice when we get back to the estate?” Brian asked.

“What kind of practice did you have in mind?”

“The horizontal kind.”

“Um, sure,” Justin said, although he didn’t sound very sure of that. He was thinking of the pressure on his arms and neck whatever position they used. There were too many fried areas on his body to make sex comfortable.

“We don’t have to,” Brian said, quickly noting Justin’s reaction.

“I’m sure we can figure something out,” Justin said with a weak smile. “This is our honeymoon.”

Brian shrugged. He wasn’t going to push it.

Henry dropped them off at the front door of the estate, saying that he was only a phone call away. He was at their service for the full two weeks.

Brian and Justin grabbed some water from the kitchen and headed to their bedroom.

“I’m going to take a shower,” Brian said. “I smell like Squeeze.”

Justin chuckled. “I’ll join you.”

“You’ll wash off all of Angelica’s aloe,” Brian warned.

“We have more,” Justin reminded him holding up the jar that Angelica had given them. “You can slather it all over my body.”

“Hm,” Brian said, but he headed for the shower.

Justin joined him after a minute. Brian had the water cool knowing that would feel better to Justin than any heat. They let the water pour over them for a couple of minutes.

Justin reached for Brian’s cock, tugging on it, and feeling it respond to his touch.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Brian warned.

“I can finish it,” Justin said.

Brian gently shoved Justin against the cool tiles of the shower. He pressed his lips against Justin’s probing to get him to open his mouth. Justin responded sticking his tongue down Brian’s throat. Brian’s hand came up to the back of Justin’s neck forcing their mouths closer together.

“Ow,” Justin gasped as Brian’s fingers pressed the tender flesh on the back of his neck.

“Fuck,” Brian said letting Justin go. “I knew this was a bad idea.” He shut off the shower and got out. He tossed a towel to Justin, quickly dried off and walked to their bed. “Maybe I should sleep in another room. That way you’ll be more comfortable and I won’t touch you by accident.”

“Brian…” Justin said. “I’m sorry. It’s just that the back of my neck is one of the worst spots.”

“I know. I just forgot.”

“Stay with me, Brian. I don’t want to be alone.”

Brian climbed into bed as did Justin. They lay just a bit apart with nothing touching. They each studied the ceiling of the room.

“This sucks,” Justin said after a few minutes.

“And not in the right kind of way.”

“I bet I could blow you.”

“Not going to happen.”

“If we’re careful,” Justin said as he snaked his hand under the cool sheet and found Brian’s dick. It responded immediately.

“Justin…”

“Sh,” Justin said as he pulled back the sheet and wrapped his mouth around his prize.

He sucked cock as only he knew how. Brian’s moans and groans of pleasure egged him on. Justin turned to get up onto his knees to get better purchase for his ministrations. He immediately cried out in pain having forgotten that the lower parts of his legs below where his shorts ended had also been burnt. He fell back onto his back giving another yelp as the back of his neck hit his pillow.

“I knew this was a bad idea,” Brian said getting out of bed.

“Don’t leave me,” Justin begged. “I need to be covered in aloe.”

“At least I’m good for something,” Brian said sarcastically. “I can be your nursemaid.” He kept moving away from the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“To the bathroom to whack off.”

“Shit!” Justin said. How many years had it been since either of them needed to do that? “Will you cover me in aloe when you come back?” Justin asked pitifully.

“It will be the only pleasure I’ll have this night,” Brian shouted back from the huge bathroom.

Justin let out a long sigh. This was not going the way a honeymoon was supposed to.

 

*****

Brian had stormed out of the bedroom and into the ensuite bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He was hard, painfully hard and his anger did nothing to cool his ardor. Brian gingerly sat on the toilet seat trying to calm down. It wasn’t Justin’s fault that he was in pain and Brian knew it. Brian could have insisted that Justin cover up more, just like he insisted when they went to South America. But Brian didn’t like coming off as the ‘parent’ in their relationship. Brian realized he was being an asshole. A very cruel asshole.

He took a few deep breaths then stood up to splash some water on his face. When he was completely calm, Brian walked back into their room.

“I’m sorry,” Justin whispered pitifully as he lay staring up at the ceiling.

“Shhh,” Brian whispered back as he climbed into bed then carefully kissed Justin’s lips, one of the few places that remained pain free. “Roll over,” Brian purred, taking the jar of aloe off the bedside table.

Carefully, Justin rolled over onto his belly as Brian opened the jar and scooped out a palm-full of the cooling gel. Very gingerly Brian began to lightly massage the gel onto the skin just behind Justin’s neck, using just his fingertips on the very pink painful areas.

“Mmmm,” Justin murmured as the healing effects of the aloe worked its magic. Brian could feel the tension in Justin’s muscles ease away as he massaged Justin’s shoulders. Slowly and methodically, Brian worked his way down Justin’s back, rubbing in extra aloe behind Justin’s knees and calves.

The globes of Justin’s pert ass were creamy white. Brian kissed each cheek then nudged Justin’s knees apart so that he could lay between his legs. He parted the cheeks then laved the tight puckered opening. Brian smiled to himself as he heard Justin gasp with pleasure. After some time of exquisite torture, Brian had Justin turn over onto his back.

On a sexual adrenalin high, Justin felt no pain as he leaned against the cool sheets. His ass tingled from Brian’s ministrations and his dick was hard, jutting upward from the nest of dark blond pubes. Brian nuzzled the thick hair as he inhaled Justin’s musky scent. He took a few licks at Justin’s balls before scooping out more aloe and continuing his massage with the front of Justin’s legs.

“Please, Bri,” Justin begged, and he wasn’t referring to the massage. Brian smirked but didn’t tease his lover. Justin deserved so much better than that. Brian finished applying the aloe before sucking down Justin’s cock.

“Fuck, yeah!” Justin gasped as he fisted the sheets, arching his body upward. Gently holding Justin’s hips, Brian continued to give his spouse the best blow job ever.

“Wanna come,” Justin panted after what seemed like hours of being kept on the edge.

“You will,” Brian murmured taking the aloe jar one more time then carefully straddling Justin’s legs.

Justin’s eyes snapped open as he realized what was happening, his eyes widening as he watched Brian take a little of the gel to lubricate his own hole. Justin felt himself grow harder. Justin licked his lips watching Brian’s head tilt back and his eyes become hooded as Brian fingered himself, preparing to mount Justin’s dick.

“Sh-shit,” Justin stammered mesmerized by Brian. His beauty, his sexiness, his sexual prowess that went unrivaled, the whole sensual package that was Brian Kinney. And it all belonged to him, Justin realized, as Brian raised himself higher then slowly descended onto Justin’s cock.

“Unhhh,” both men groaned as Brian slowly rode Justin, maintaining control. Justin shuddered, shaking as he tried to hold back while Brian took his pleasure. After what seemed like an eternity, Brian sped up.

“Coming,” Justin groaned as he grabbed onto Brian’s thighs. The lovers came within moments of each other. Brian collapsed, controlling himself to fall at Justin’s side.

Resting for a few minutes, allowing his breathing to even out, Brian got up to get a damp cloth. He cleaned himself up then tended to Justin who was just nodding off.

“Love you,” Justin murmured as he snuggled closely to Brian.

“Love you too, Sunshine,” Brian whispered, kissing the sweaty blond forehead. Brian stayed awake for awhile just watching Justin sleep. Then he got up, found a pair of shorts and walked to the kitchen.

“How is Mr. Justin?” Angelica asked Brian who was rummaging through the refrigerator looking for juice.

“Sleeping. Your aloe helped. Thank you.”

“He should feel better in the morning.”

“I hope so. I–I don’t like to see him in pain,” Brian mumbled.

“No one likes seeing a loved one in pain. And you love him deeply, yes?”

“Yes,” Brian admitted as he downed a glass of juice.

“I’ll pick up a stronger sun block for him in the morning.”

“He has a lot of allergies...”

“Not to worry. We have many natural lotions that will help protect his tender skin,” Angelica said with a smile.

“Thank you,” Brian said to the woman as he washed out his glass then left it to dry on the dish rack.

Angelica chuckled. “I could have done that for you.”

“I’m used to washing dishes,” Brian said with a shrug then wished her a good night. Brian sauntered back to his room.

Angelica stood in the kitchen for a minute before turning out the lights then retiring to her own rooms. She contemplated the man who was rich enough to lease the estate for his beloved and yet down to earth enough to wash his own dishes. She smiled then went to bed.

 

*****
 

The next morning Brian said he was going to take a swim in the ocean. Justin wanted to go with him, but Brian told him he had to stay out of the sun for that day at least. Justin knew that overnight his sunburn had improved greatly. Although he didn’t like being told what he could and could not do, he knew Brian was probably right. However, he did want to go with Brian.

Angelica appeared in the kitchen with some of her stronger sunblock and more aloe to replenish what Justin had already used.

“Thanks, Angelica, it really seems to be working. I feel much better,” Justin told her.

“But he needs to stay out of the sun today, right?” Brian asked looking pointedly at his husband.

“That would be a good idea,” Angelica agreed.

“He shouldn’t go swimming,” Brian continued.

Angelica shook her head. “I wouldn’t advise it.”

Brian smiled triumphantly while Justin scowled.

“I guess I have to sit inside all day all by myself,” he grumbled.

“Not at all,” Angelica said. You could sit in the shade by the pool.”

“And after my dip in the ocean I’ll swim in the pool and keep you company.”

“Okay,” Justin agreed brightening up a little that he wasn’t going to be locked up in the house all alone.

“Even if you’re in the shade, use the sun block that Henry got this morning,” Angelica advised.

“Henry?” Brian asked.

“Yes, Henry’s my husband, so I sent him out early this morning for the sunblock.”

“You didn’t need to do that.”

“It’s part of our job, keeping the tenants of the estate happy.”

“Well, we really appreciate everything,” Justin told her. Brian nodded in agreement.

“Let me get you some brunch,” Angelica said with a happy smile.

 

*****
 

After they had something to eat, Brian headed for the beach while Justin took his sketchpad to the pool area. He pulled a chaise fully under an overhanging tree where he could have a good view of the flowers in the gardens. He thought he’d like to sketch some of them.

Brian tested the water with his toe finding it rather chilly. However, he knew that once he was in the water he’d feel fine. Taking a deep breath he ran into the water plunging into the first wave that came at him. When he surfaced he shook the water out of his hair and swam out a little further.

He started swimming back and forth once he was out past the breakers. The water felt cool and lovely against his body. He wondered if he should try surfing while they were in Hawaii. As he turned around and started back along the beachfront one more time, he noticed that he seemed to be drifting farther and farther in the direction where Angelica had warned them about riptides. Maybe it was time to get out.

Brian turned and started swimming in the opposite direction. He could see the break in the hedge where he had entered the beach, but he didn’t seem to be getting any closer to it. He decided that instead of swimming against the current, he’d head for shallow water, get out and walk back.

As he got closer to the sand of the beach, the waves seemed to be ever larger. They buffeted him about and he went under a couple of times. As one wave retreated, his leg dragged on the coarse volcanic sand under the water. Another wave hit him from behind and knocked him over. It started to drag him back out into deeper water. Brian scrabbled at the sand and managed not to get pulled back too far. Another wave pushed him up further onto the sand which scraped and tore at his body as the water receded. Brian hung on, pushing with his legs to get himself further out of the water. He crawled a little way before the next wave came in. It had pretty well petered out by the time it reached his feet. Brian crawled a little further away from the water then rolled onto his back taking in some gasps of air. It was more a sense of relief that he had made it out of the water, than the fact that he was really hurt.

After a couple of minutes, Brian got to his feet albeit shakily. He started walking toward the break in the hedge on legs that were scraped and bruised.

“Justin,” he called as he neared the opening. “I need you.” And he really did.

 

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