Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Thanks to Eka for the banner and to our pleura of beta's for the story. Later Wow, I can’t fucking believe Justin’s family. He has a no shit happy family. Well, the dad’s not there, but fuck. The rest of his family is a loving and supportive one. It’s fucking unbelievable and it will make you sick. ‘And a little jealous.’ Justin and I are now riding in the Jeep heading...I don’t even know where at this point, because I just had to get away from his family. From his daughter whom he loves and has joint custody of, and gets to see anytime he wants, because that makes me extremely sad when I know I will never have that with Gus. Before I know it, we are at my loft and I just sit in the Jeep and stare at it. I’m kind of glad now that I got the Jeep earlier, because now we don’t have to decide what we’re doing right this second. “Where are we Brian?” I don’t know what to say to that, because if I tell him the truth he may ask why and I’m not sure I know the answer to that. Well, that’s a lie. Although I might not know all the answers, I know that one of the reasons, if that the main one, is that I want to finish where we left off. I want to be kissing him and touching him again. I want to taste him on my tongue. I want know how his dick feels sliding into my mouth. “Brian?” “We’re at my place.” “So why are we just sitting in the Jeep?” “Well fuck, I don’t know. Let’s go.” We hop out of the Jeep and go inside. Once we are at the door to the loft, I once again have doubts as to what we are doing here. So I look down into Justin’s face. He is standing there looking at the door, waiting for me to open it. When he notices that I’m not moving, he looks up and our eyes meet. He stares at me for a while, obviously trying to read what is going on, and after a minute he seems to figure out what he is looking for, because he starts to speak. “It’s alright Brian. I want to go in.” I know I can’t argue with that, so I open the loft door and let him step in before me. “Wow, this is a great place.” “Thanks. Do you want something to drink?” “Sure, Beam if you have it.” “Oh, a man after my own heart. I have plenty of Beam.” I pour us both a glass of Beam and we move to the couch. While we are drinking, we find ourselves talking. We talk about little things, big things, and nothing at all. I feel so comfortable around him, but all I can feel is this insane need to kiss him, that is growing more all-consuming every second. Just as I run out of things that I can think of to talk about - that aren’t things I won’t actually talk about - Justin leans over, mid-sentence and kisses me full on the lips. I’m surprised by the move for a minute, and then I start kissing him back. We spend a good ten minutes just devouring each others lips before we venture further. We are now kissing and biting at any exposed skin we can find, and we both pull back and rip our own shirts over our heads. As soon as the shirts are off, we basically slam our bodies back together to eat each others’ mouths again. When breathing becomes necessary, I break my mouth away and go after the skin of his neck, while reaching for the button of his jeans. I pull back sharply when Justin bats my hand away. Thinking that again he needs to stop, and you’d think I’d be mad, but I’m not, just concerned. “Where’s the bedroom?” Ok I wasn’t expecting that, but I’m more than happy to show him. I get up from the couch and grab the waist of his pants, bringing him with me. I pull him to the bedroom, kissing and caressing him the whole way. Once we are near the bed, I push him down. Once his body stops bouncing, I see him grin at me, and I can’t help but smirk back. I have to then pause for a moment, to enjoy the sight of his alabaster skin against the dark navy blue of the duvet. He is always so beautiful, but against the dark blue he looks so ethereal. After admiring him for a minute, I reach down and unfasten his pants. When I straighten back up, I yank his pants with me. He giggles a little at my actions and then he speaks in this lust filled voice. “Now you.” I immediately comply with his demand, and as soon as I get my pants off I grab a condom and the lube and climb on top of him. I want him so bad, so I quickly slip the condom on and smear it with lube. I then place it at his entrance and start to slowly push. As soon as my cock puts the slightest pressure on Justin’s hole he scrambles back as if I had tried to burn him with a hot poker. I look up at his face and he looks completely terrified, and I feel so bad about what I’m doing right now. “Justin we do not have to do this.” “No Brian. I want to. Please, I want you.” “Ok. Let’s try this slower then.” “Ok good idea.” I put his legs back on my shoulders from where they slid down when he moved away, and grab the lube again. When I have generously coated my fingers with lube, I try to push one inside of his pucker, but to no avail. No matter how I stroke, kiss, massage, rub, or suck, I can’t get more than one finger inside him. Finally, I give up. This is just not going to happen no matter how much either one of us wants it to. “Please Brian???” I hear the begging in his voice and I understands how much he wants me because I want him that much too, but he can’t bottom so I guess there is only one alternative. I pull him upwards, hand him another condom and the lube and I lay on my stomach. It takes a minute for Justin to move, but when he does, I feel him blanket my body with his and whisper in my ear. “Are you sure?” “Yes. Just...go slow. It’s been a while.” “Sure.” I feel Justin move down my body and I brace myself for his fingers probing my hole, but to my surprise it’s his tongue that touches me. Justin starts to enthusiastically eat my ass and I am biting the pillow beneath me to stifle my moans. He then grabs my ass checks and spreads them as far apart as he can, and dives deeper licking, sucking and nibbling at my hole. I want to scream it feels so good, but I also want more. “Fuck me already,” I growl. Justin immediately complies and pulls himself up, and slams inside me in one smooth thrust. The burn is intense at first, but not as bad as it could have been because he prepared me really well, and he stayed still until I thrust back against him signaling him to move. As soon as I did that, Justin started moving, thrusting into me with long deep strokes, rubbing against my prostate the entire way. He thrust like that for a few minutes, until I can't take it anymore. “Harder, Justin. Fuck me harder.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth he starts slamming into my prostate and pulling at my hips to drive himself deeper. A few pumps later I feel his hand reach around, and the second he grabs a hold of my cock, I start cumming. I feel my hole squeezing his cock and then I hear him start grunting. Then I feel...wetness? What the fuck is wet? "Who the hell is he?"