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7wildwaysup) wrote2010-01-02 12:42 pm
Angels and Greek Gods - 2 Part ~ 1
Title: Angels and Greek Gods
Story Type: AR
Word Count: 2001
Rating: R
Warnings: None so far
Summary: Sometimes love transcends time and space; rarely are you given an opportunity to correct past mistakes…
I know this sounds crazy but when I told Daphne today that I loved him, it was true… I’m totally and completely in love with him… Maybe it’s just a school boy crush, but I sure hope not…
I love the sensation of his tongue running along my skin… I love the way our skin slides across each other, sweet and sticky… Creating waves of unknown pleasures, from places deep inside of me…
I never had any idea that my body could feel anything like this… Where do these feelings come from? He causes such intense desire in me I physically burn for him; craving his spark deep inside of me…
I feel like a whore for him… I can cum just thinking about his big beautiful cock, and the sound of his voice… I can hear him whispering my name; then I flood the front of my jeans, as he licks and sucks my neck… I blush and he tells me I am so beautiful… He loves that I’m completely lost in his touch without any control… He tells me longs to teach me…
Brain’s POV
He’s lying here in the moonlight on the hillside; his alabaster skin glows and reflects his desire… He quivers from my touch; he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had… So innocent and needy like a small child relaying on his daddy for praise and approval, and I give it to him…
I give him everything… I take his everything… I claim him… I own him… Daddy’s going to teach his Sonny Boy just how to please him… God I’m so perverted…
I love his tight little ass… Loved watching him squirm and squeal as daddy’s big dick ripped his sweet little ass wide open for the first time last night…
I love to watch him staring into he’s eyes reading what he likes. What he can take, watching him adjust and feel that pleasure for the very first time… Watching that very second; when that intense pain turns to intense pleasure… Watching him surrender to me as I slam into his prostate, repeatedly… Hearing his first orgasm scream from his lungs… I love feeling that power…
But most of all I love feeling he’s body respond throbbing and pulsating; squeezing out all his desire and feeling him losing control. He’s whimpering as I hold him so close as he rides out that very last sensation quaking through him. His sunshine smile wrapping all the way around his head… I think I’m in love with him…
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No fucking way… did you really just say you’re in love with me…
Would you please stop watching that like a soap opera or something… You’re making me nervous as hell… and, no I didn’t say that; I was just thinking that…
I’m so proud of you…
Thanks… now come over hear and show me…
Brian… this is a spiritual place… you know I can’t touch you…
How can this be heaven if, you can’t even touch… that sounds like hell…
Brian… behave
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Justin why do you insist on wearing that shirt its way to small on you…
That’s why mom…
Why don’t you wear one of the new shirts your father bought for you…
His taste in fashion is from the middle ages…
Mom please can I have a few minutes alone… this is my first real official date… Just go downstairs I don’t want Dad answering the door for Brian…
How did you meet him again…
Mom…
I think were both being very reasonable about this Justin… so you two go to school together…
Mom… I told you he’s a couple years older…
Well there nothing wrong with that older men are more responsible, more stable… With any luck, he’ll have a little money…
Good, now go down stairs…
Justin… is there anything you want to talk to me or your father about… you know…
OH MY GOD… Just go down stairs…
Ok honey… but you will call, if you’re not coming home right… I don’t want to worry…
Just GO…
There driving me crazy I know they mean well… I know they don’t know how to act, what to say… so afraid of making a mistake…
I should have never have told them… But Brian said he really wanted to meet them; if they weren’t total homophobes… He wants to be totally open about our relationship…
Wow this is our third night in a row together; and he called it a relationship on the phone… He couldn’t see my smile, but I was beaming…
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My cousin Randy and I both came out to our parents at the first of the year… We didn’t even know the other one was going to do it that same weekend…
I think both our parents suspected, our dads are brothers… Our families aren’t really religious or anything… But our dads are still pretty straight and narrow…
I didn’t find out until later but Randy told his parents on Saturday morning; he’s dad didn’t take it well, and they fought. Uncle Dave came over here and spent the day with my dad rehashing it all.
I told my parents at dinner, and my dad at first says is this about Randy… But he can see that I didn’t know what he means, and I’m serious, and a little scared.
So he tries to do and say all the right things… all the things he told his brother to say. No matter how hard it was; because it was about he’s son not him… He needed to be there for his son…
So when the phone rang in the middle of all this I was a little relived because the tension was really thick in the air, or so I thought…
That was until my father returned and put his arms around me and held me. Told me he loved me no matter what, he was crying… I was confused…
I hear my Mom crying now from the kitchen; she just keeps saying no, no, no, this can’t be… It seems that when my Uncle Dave returned home he found Randy had hung himself…
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I never heard the doorbell… so when I finally come down stairs I find Brian and my Dad playing pool in the den. There laughing and drinking Jim Beam… I’m not sure if this is a good thing, or bad thing…
My dad looks up and says well I can’t really tell what kind of boy-friend material his is; but he’s one hell of a pool player… My dad loves sports…
Brian smiles, and tells me I look great…
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What’s going on… did my dad have a lobotomy… he actually seems happy and fun to be with… do you think he’s into drugs…
Sunshine what have I told you about watching…
I just need to feel your touch… and don’t think I can wait any longer… maybe we should go to your place…
It’s not like I have a loft some place…
It’s not like you think… it’s not like here where everything is oh so happy, clean and fluffy, no drama…
I think hell is different for everyone… like your own personal prison… I told you I was alone and cold, shaking… Maybe I was in solitary confinement… or the psyche ward… It’s just a place to wither and die… not a vacation destination…
Maybe it’s ok just to be here in limbo… maybe we should be satisfied with just being able to see, hear and communicate with one another… Maybe touching and feeling one another isn’t everything we remember…
Who’s on drugs now Sunshine…
They say sex is all in your mind…
They also say if you play with it you’ll go blind…
I tell you Sunshine I much rather be blind touching you, any day… although I would miss your smile, and your eyes… but I’d give anything just to touch you again…
I love you too Brian…
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So where are we going on our date…
Well I thought that I’d stick with the family scene… I told Lindsay that I’d come over and make dinner for her and Mel. I really want to see my son and I thought you might as well, since you named him and everything…
Lindsay came home from the hospital yesterday, but I wanted to give them a day to get settled before I came over.
Brian you cook?
Yeah, I’m pretty good, not great…
I love to cook too, I used to spend Sunday’s with my Mom, Grandma, and Aunts cooking all day, and playing in the garden. I actually thought about becoming a chef… but I love to paint…
Mel answers the door she’s been trying extra hard to give Brian a chance… He’s made a real effort towards helping them out and preparing for the baby…
When Mel asked Lindsay to be the one to carry there baby, she knew Brian would be the father no questions asked… Lindsay and Brian are very close and have been since college…
For along time Mel tried to break that bond and then she realized she didn’t need to feel threaten by him that he was always going to be there to help and protect Lindsay and if given the chance he’d do the same for her…
They had made a pack along time ago to always be there for each other, and then there was the kid’s thing… They both really wanted a chance to love there own child, at some point it became understood they both wanted kids together… but not as a couple…
So Gus was born three beautiful days ago and Brian would retain full custody; but the girls would be his primary parents. Brian would have visitation rights until Gus (and Brian) was old enough for over night and weekend stays, then the schedule would be adjusted.
He would be involved in all decisions concerning Gus’s health and well being; he agreed to allow Mel to petition for 3rd party adoption. Gus and any or all children fathered by Brian will retain his surname Kinney… Kinney-Peterson-Marcus what ever the fuck, but Kinney was their legal name, period… He had no intention of being a drop-in-dad… or anything resembling his own father…
Melanie just keeps taking all the bags and packages as Brian and Justin leave them on the front steps… When they finally finish unpacking the jeep and go inside Lindsay smiles and says; I didn’t know Christmas came early this year…
Brian mumbles something about just getting the essentials… Mel is just looking at the lotions and creams… I didn’t know Calvin Kline made baby products… Neither did I until I mentioned becoming a dad soon when checking out last week…
Justin lost in all the designer baby clothes… He’s thinking; this is way more cooler than my skipper clothes… He’s already changing Gus’s outfit, and diapers…
Brian notices he seems to have that part down well… Justin tells him he had a lot of practice with his little sister Molly…
The bond developing between Brian and Justin isn’t lost on the girls as they watch the two of them make dinner and pine for each other…
They grilling salmon with a light lemon sauce, asparagus and wild rice, with grilled peaches… the grilled peaches was Justin’s idea he; just saw it on Top Chef and loved the concept.
After dinner they all hang around talking about the baby and their own childhoods, except Brian of course… Brian held and played with his son most of the evening; while Justin sketched the two of them. Lindsay’s very impressed with Justin drawling skills and Brian’s parenting skills…
TBC…
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