I have give a huge thank you to my wonderful foreverfolked for being so great. She found me pics for this fic she even gave me the idea for the first scene of this chapter. You’re a great friend hun and a wonderful person to sit on the phone and have writing contest with, hehe. Okay also big thank you to all of you who wrote reviews. I know I haven’t gotten back to all of you from Blueberry but I’ve had a rough couple of days. I will though reply tomorrow. But they have all made me smile and I thank you for them. I hope you all like this chapter. It was so much fun to write. Oh by the way, the pic is a real pic. One that the actual candy cane company did themselves just to show how big the pole was, hehehe………SATURN Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Candy Cane Countdown Blackberry I’m standing in Babylon, with Mikey babbling in my ear about god knows what and really I don’t care to know, when I feel a tap on my shoulder. Fucking shit, I hate it when tricks come to me. Don’t they know I’ll only do them if I go get them. Well I guess they don't, seeing as they still always try coming to me. However I’ve learned, that if you don’t even acknowledge their presence they‘ll get the hint and just go away. But when I feel another tap, I know I’m not getting out of chewing this guy a new asshole, and I won’t be doing it in a positive life-affirming way, I can assure you. “Fuck,” I start while I turn to face whoever thinks they have the right to bother me, but I abruptly stop my rant when I come face to face with. “Jus…” “I got something for you,” he says as softly as the club will allow, and damn my cock just jumps. He looks so fucking hot in his blue jeans and tight red shirt. Plus he has that playfully lustful look in his eyes, that just makes me want to grab him and fuck him right here on the bar. But for now, I settle on grabbing him around his waist and pulling him flush against me. He seems to immediately melt against me and I can feel his hard cock pressed against my thigh. I grab his ass and pull him so that he grinds against my thigh, and watch as a small, sexy smirk forms on his lips. Oh how I want to taste those lips… “This is a nice surprise,” I say leaning down and taking what I want by licking in between his full, pink lips. I feel his tongue peek out before I can pull back and I take the opportunity to take even more, by dipping my tongue into his warm, wet mouth. “mmm.” Fuck, he taste like a sweet, fruity candy but underlying that is all him and I am loving every second of it. I swear this man kisses perfectly. His tongue is long, thick, and absolutely delicious. I run my hand into his soft, blond hair and deepen the kiss. I practically crush our mouths together just because I can’t help myself. I have to have more of him. But when I feel his hand on my ass, pulling me forward, I know he’s loving this just as much as me. God my cock is going to fucking explode. “Brian!” I hear Michael whine as he grips my shoulder and pulls me back, but with the grip Justin and I have on each other, he only succeeds in breaking our kiss. For which I could kill him for. I turn to him, glaring my disapproval before I turn back to the gorgeous man in my arms. I know my look has softened so much just from seeing him look so sexy and happy, with his pink, swollen lips. I rub the back of his neck and he gives me a smile which I return. I remember then, that he said he had something for me. “So what do you have for me?” I question, curiously wondering if there is anything I could want more than the man in my arms. But when I watch his face light up, I’m sure there isn’t anything that could compare. He holds up his hand with a thick, candy cane stick that’s white and has a black strip swirling down the length of it. I feel my cock jump once more with the thoughts of just what we could do with that candy cane stick. “It’s Blackberry,” he says with his sunshine smile turning into a sexy grin. “I like Blackberry,” I say leaning in and kissing his lips once more before leaning back and grabbing the stick. “what would you say, if I asked you to come home with me?” “I’d say,” he says pulling me down to him a bit by the opening of my shirt. “it took you long enough to ask.” When we get back to the loft I slam the door closed and I’m immediately spun around and pinned to the door, before his lips are roughly pushed against mine. Usually this would piss me off but with him being so hot and so perfect I can’t help but enjoy the fact that he is doing this. That he is, just the way he is. We stay this way kissing, nipping, tugging off each others clothes and touching every exposed spot of flesh. But when it’s too much for me I start to move us backwards. Suddenly I feel him waver and I know it’s because he’s probably tripping over clothes and the fact that he doesn’t know his way around the place isn’t helping matters either. So I quickly grab him, lift him up and throw him over my shoulder. “Ahh,” he squeaks, causing me to chuckle. He obviously hears this, seeing as I feel his hand very harshly smack on my ass. But I liked it way to much for me to even consider it a punishment. When I get us up to the room, I bend over the bed and let him fall over my shoulder and onto the dark blue duvet. I stop then letting my eyes travel over his blue-tinged body. “Perfect,” I say a bit breathlessly but with the smile I get from the simple word I get a strange sense of calmness. As I start to crawl my way up between his legs he holds out the purple candy cane stick and I can’t help the smirk that breaks out. Man, do I have plans for this stick. “Turn over.” I say grabbing the stick from him. I watch as he bites his lower lip before rolling onto his stomach, so fucking sexy. I grab a pillow and place it under his hips, then I take a good look at his backside. I put my hand against the top of his neck, then slowly drag it down his spine. As I get to the small of his back, he squirms just a bit, before I put a little pressure and he stops. Using just a finger now, I continue my way down between his cheeks. I feel myself biting my lower lip this time at the pure pleasure I am getting just from touching this area on him. God knows I have never felt that before. I finally, finally get to my goal and when I do I feel him squirm a bit more. So I put my other hand on his ass cheek and give a tiny spank, to tell him to stay still. “Mmm,” he moans, before nuzzling his face into the pillow. I run my finger over his hole a few more times before I take it away and use both hands to start to spread his ass cheeks. Oh yeah, he’s definitely perfect. He looks so tight and so pink. I want to taste him so badly. I lean in and very slowly and lightly, run the tip of my tongue over his opening. He feels just as tight as he looks. This just makes me even more curious as to how tight he really is and I don’t want to wait to find out any more. So I gently wiggle my tongue against his opening and as I feel him relax even more, I push my tongue forward. Oh God, he is as tight as I thought. It feels and tastes so good inside of him and I can’t help myself from taking my time as I fuck his ass with my tongue. “Brian,” he sounds strangled with pleasure, and it makes me want to give him so much more - just to keep him moaning, and to watch him grab the duvet with such force that his knuckles turn white. And this is just from me fucking him with my tongue. I just can’t wait to see what happens next. Reluctantly I pull my tongue out, hearing a distinct grunt of displeasure come from deep within him before I start to open up the candy cane stick. After throwing the plastic to the side and as I put the cane in my mouth I also put my hand between his cheeks and push one to the left, leaving his tight, pink hole open for my ministrations. When I feel that the cane is wet enough, I take it out of my mouth and line it up with his hole. It’s a thick stick and he is so tight, so I gently, yet firmly start to push it into him. “Oh yes,” I hear him breathe. Knowing that he’s comfortable with the size, I decide to put a little more pressure into it. I watch as the cane slips into his ass with more ease than I thought possible until it’s embedded, with only a small part left out so I can hold onto it. My cock has been pulsing since all of this began and needing to feel something I grab myself, and as I start to pull the cane from within him, I match the movements with the hand around my dick. With only a few strokes I feel myself nearing completion, so I take my hand away and bring it back to his ass. Pulling his cheek away so I can once again watch the cane sink in and out. “Jus,” I say softly as I slow my movements and start to take the pillow away. “I wanna watch you fuck yourself,” I say softly, and as soon as the pillow is out from under him he gets up on his knees and with me holding the cane tightly, he starts to move himself back and forth on it. He starts with slow movements, but with each stroke he starts to move faster. “That’s it.” “I want you inside me Brian,” I can barely hear him say. “it’s all I’ve been able to think about.” Oh God, me too, is the only thought before I still his hips and with the best care take the cane from his ass. Then I give him a little shove, causing him to fall to the side. Getting the hint he rolls over onto his back. His breathing is very erratic and his eye lids are drooped, almost to the point of being closed. Knowing though that I am finally going to be seeing what his eyes are like when I push into him for the first time, is almost more than I can take. But it won’t stop me from having this experience with him. So I quickly grab a condom from the night stand, only to have it yanked out of my hand. “I wanna do it,” he says before ripping it open with his teeth and pulling it out. Putting it to my dick he softly starts to roll it down and I have to close my eyes and let my head fall back to try and concentrate on not cumming. When I feel him give my cock a tug, I pull myself back. If he does that any more, I will cum before I even get inside of him;and that’s not acceptable. “Ah, ah,” I reprimand before I sink down onto the bed and on top of him. Putting a hand in between us I grab my cock and, as he wraps his legs around me, I feel my cock slip in between his cheeks. Finding the spot I want, I can’t help but to immediately start pushing forward. I intently watch his eyes and they are turning to this amazing dark-blue color, that I can‘t quite place. I can feel him grip my ass as he tries to pull me forward, but I ignore his plee, as I want to savor every last bit of this. When I am finally all the way inside of him, I stop myself for a second. “Is this what you‘ve been waiting for Jus?” I breathe out over his lips. “Mmm, hmm,” he sighs as he rubs his hands up and down my back. “it’s perfect.” “I think so too,” I reply with an ease I’ve never felt before but again his sunshine smile makes it all worth it. I lean in, placing our mouths together, pushing my tongue and hips forward all at the same time. He welcomes the pressure in both areas though and starts to kiss me back. I rub my hips into his ass, loving the pressure on my balls. He runs his hands down the sides of my arms and I put my weight on my legs as I, one by one grab a hold of his hands, entwining our fingers and shove them into the bed. I pull back from our kiss then, wanting to watch every flicker in his eyes as I finally start to move back, then slam forward again. They’re just too amazing and with every move they droop, or roll, they even have a sparkle to them. Before too long I can feel the pressure in my balls and I can’t help it as I start to thrust my hips with more force. “I love you,” Jus says, and I feel myself falling fast and hard…. “Brian!” I feel a tugging on my arm and I look down to see a very curious… “Daphne?” “Well, who were you expecting?” a gorgeous blond, with dark blue eyes, writhing underneath me as I fuck the shit out him. This is what I want to say, but I refrain. “Another screaming kid,” I say easily before I take Gus’s hand and lead him into the room. “Jus!” Gus says as he practically shoves my hand away and takes off for my dream blond. Speaking of which, I am still trying my damndest to figure out the meaning behind that dream. Plus when I woke up I was covered in cum and that hasn’t happened since I was teenager. Not to mention the fact that I couldn’t help but jack off to the memory of that dream twice before I passed out from the intensity of those orgasms. But that’s not the thing that’s gotten me so confused. I mean sure I’ve had other dreams of men; many actually. However none of those dreams, or thoughts ever involved the guy saying they loved me. Loved me? Seriously, where in the hell did my head come up with that one? Why the fuck would I be dreaming of something like that? I’ve never even wanted anything like that. But when he said it in my dream, I felt… happy and I felt my heart pound in my chest in such a great way. I felt like I could hear him say that to me a million times over and yet still want to hear it a million times more. Now that’s just fucked up. But what’s even more fucked up than all of this put together is that, and I can’t believe I even can think something like this, but I felt like I could say it back. “So Brian,” I hear Jus say from beside me, but I catch myself from jumping at the surprise. “want to watch me take some pictures?” he asks playfully with a twinkle in his eye. “Sure,” I say, but to tell you the truth, I’m just not too sure about anything when it concerns him. “Well then,” he takes my hand and immediately I feel the sparks and heat rise up in me and I’m not too sure which of us has the sweaty palms, but it’s there. This can’t be happening. I mean, this is not really happening. Right? I feel myself entwine our fingers and that’s when I know that yes, this is really fucking happening. I watch a shy smile break from his lips before he bites down on his bottom one and I can’t help but love the look. It’s a great look on him. “come on.” He leads me over to behind the camera and lets go of my hand and I can’t help the residual feel it leaves in my palm and fingers. He looks through the camera lens before stepping back. “Okay, take a look,” he says, so I step forward and lean over just a bit to look through. It’s perfectly aligned and the lighting is surprisingly great for it being a Santa quick shot. When I feel him grip my hips and push up behind me though, I can’t help the smile that breaks out. Or for that matter the heat and sparks that have intensified tenfold. His cock is a very healthy size for someone of his stature and it fits surprisingly well between my cheeks. I should be moving away from him at this point, but I can’t seem to break myself away and to tell you the truth, I don’t really want to. Another fucking surprise. This man’s amazing, and the things I am already letting him get away with is just astounding to say the least. “Do you wanna take the picture?” his lips are just a hairsbreadth away from my ear and I feel a cold shiver run down the length of my body. Not trusting my voice at this point, I just nod my head. He takes my hand then and places it on a button. “do you feel that?” he questions as he rubs my hand against the button and twitches his hips against my ass. “Yeah,” I say with less force than I would’ve liked. But fuck, he’s doing one hell of a number on me today. Plus I still have that dream running rampant in my head. “All you have to do,” I know he’s enjoying this way too much. “is push it.” fuck me! Not literally of course. Well… nope not going there right now. I reconcentrate on the task at hand and push the button down. I can see the flash go off through the lens and knowing my job is done I stand back up. “Daddy,” Gus says with a big smile. “you took my picture!” “Sure did Sonny Boy,” I say with soft smile. “He did a perfect job too,” Jus says from the desk holding the computer screen. “Does that mean daddy get’s a candy cane too?” Gus asks, and after the dream I had last night, I can’t say I’d ever turn down a candy cane again. “Yeah Jus,” I ask with a playful, yet sexy tone and a little boy look, that I know would drive any man crazy. “do I get one too?” “Well since you were such a good boy,” he says seriously, and I swear my cock jumps and I even think I dripped a little precum. Fuck this is so much fun. “here you boys go.” he pulls out two candy canes, that are white and have a black strip swirling down the length of it. But it can’t be. “I hope you like Blackberry,” Jus says innocently. “Blackberry’s my favorite.” I reply.