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Title: Schoolboy Crush…
Story Type: AU
Word Count: 3159
Rating: R, Porn…
Warnings: Anti-Michael, Passion and Lust…
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bigj52Summary: As fate would have it, my world has changed forever...
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, plot, etc. are property of their respective owners, including, but not limited to Russell T. Davies, Cowlip, and Showtime. The author of this story is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended…
Authors Note: I've had to split this chapter up into two parts because, yes, you guessed it... Livejournal won't allow me to post it all in one post...
Schoolboy Crush
Chapter One ~ Twelve Hours…
Part Two
1 AM
As soon as the loft door is locked, he takes Justin into his arms, amazed at how perfectly they fit together and how happy he feels. Justin feels it too. He’s still a little nervous but he’s also excited as he knows what’s about to happen. Tilting his head back, looking up into Brian’s eyes, his lips are captured in a passionate kiss. Once they come up for air, Brian pulls Justin along by the front of his shirt into the bedroom. Brian is taken aback by just how beautiful Justin is. He’s not the normal type Brian’s usually attracted to, but maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it’s time for a fresh start.
Soon Justin’s laying on his bed with Brian lightly sitting on his upper thighs, admiring his alabaster skin and innocent smile. He teases him. “Are you a top or a bottom?”
Justin blushes, and it’s the first time Brian realizes that Justin is younger than he actually looks or acts. “How old are you?”
Thrown by the question, Justin looks away for a moment, then replies, “Nineteen?”
“Is that a question?”
“Eighteen…”
“Really?”
“Okay, I’m seventeen.”
Brian raise his eyebrows. “Have you ever been with a man before?”
Justin hesitates, unsure what to say.
“Don’t lie to me. Never lie to me.”
He takes a deep breath. “This is kind of my first time.”
“I figured.”
Justin is nervous so he asks Brian to go slow.
“Don’t worry, you’re in the hands of the master.”
Brian looks down into his deep blue eyes, knowing he should end this now, but the pull is too strong and he’s already hooked. He runs his hands down Justin’s chest, and then leans down and kisses his beautiful pink lips. Soon they’re making out again, only this time it’s more intense, more erotic. There’s just something about it being his first time that excites Brian, he loves the feeling of power and control it gives him.
“Relax, we’re not going to do anything you’re not comfortable with. You just tell me if you want me to stop.”
Justin nods, unable to actually speak. He’s almost hypnotized by Brian’s intense stare and gentle hands. Brian takes his time admiring his body, kissing and licking his skin, knowing he is awakening sensations in Justin that are new and exciting to him. Stirring a desire deep from within both of them, knowing he’s his first, is a powerful experience. He wants to give Justin something he’ll always remember, that he’ll treasure forever, not the callous and uncaring treatment he received.
He already feels a connection to this boy, but he has no idea just how deep that connection will be. In some ways this is his first time as well. He’s never been so patient or giving before, and it will become just as addictive to him as it is to Justin. Shivers run down Justin’s spine as anticipation builds. Brian’s kisses are like fine wine, intoxicating and irresistible.
After taking his time, they’re both overcome with need and desire. Brian flips him back over after showing him what rimming is. He thought it was cute that Justin came, just from him kissing and licking his tender rosebud. He’s just as intrigued with Justin as Justin is with him, and now it’s time for the main event.
After kissing him one more time he slides his legs up onto his shoulders. He finds it adorable that Justin brings up safe sex. “I guess the school system is finally teaching their students something they can actually use in the real world.”
Staring into each other’s eyes, Justin jumps as the cool gel coats his pucker.
“It’s cold.” Brian can’t help smirking. “It will warm up.”
Brian hands him a condom, motioning for him to put it on him, making sure his sex-education class actually taught him well. A chill runs down Justin’s spine as he hears Brian tell him to relax, while penetrating him at the same time.
Justin’s body reacts to the intrusion as his eyes water. “It hurts. Does it always hurt?”
“Yes, but that’s a part of it. Don’t worry, it will get better.”
And it does. After several slow plunges, the pain is forgotten and replaced with the most incredible sensation he could ever imagine. His body naturally reacts, meeting each and every one of Brian’s thrusts head on. He’s a natural with his body and mind reeling someplace between heaven and earth. In his wildest imagination he never dreamed it would feel this good. Brian’s right there with him. He’s never been with a virgin before, he’s always been attracted to well-seasoned men.
Neither one of them is able to control the intense emotion and waves of pleasure that is building deep within. Brian tries to focus his mind elsewhere, wanting to enjoy this as long as possible. Justin has no idea what’s about to happen as his body just keeps reacting to all the new sensations. Soon he feels his prostate being nudged with every pass of Brian’s cock, until the vibrations build and he’s ready to explode. The rocking motion is swiping the head of his cock between their bodies, both these actions triggering his first orgasm.
His body shakes uncontrollably, consumed by it, letting it take him into uncharted waters, and he never wants it to stop. The sensations of his body quaking is enough to pull Brian right along with him. Brian tries to hold off for a few more seconds, as he continues to hammer deep inside Justin. Making sure Justin’s overcome with intense pleasure, subconsciously binding them together in a way that he never anticipated.
Brian collapses onto Justin, holding him tight as Justin’s sperm runs down between them, creating a slippery mess, as their chests heave until their breathing dissipates.
2 AM
Brian rolls off Justin, not wanting to crush his young lover as he regains his senses. Both are in awe at just how incredible they were together. Brian’s been with hundreds of men, but he’s never felt the passion and desire he feels for Justin. For the first time in his life, he feels whole, complete and desired. He feels needed, loved and understood, but not in a sexual way. He feels alive, like his life makes a difference, similar to the feeling he had earlier at the hospital holding Gus.
He knows this is a turning point in his life, and he no longer feels empty or dead inside. He wants to experience life and what it has to offer, and he wants to experience it with this beautiful blond lying next to him. The one who’s openly trusting him, the one who isn’t judging him, only accepting him as he is.
Brian gets that look in his eyes again, and Justin knows resistance is futile, not that he would resist Brian’s advances. Brian rolls back over onto Justin and continues what was so rudely interrupted hours ago by Michael’s presence. Moans escape Justin’s throat as he pushes his head deep into the pillow beneath his head, arching his back as Brian takes his full length down his throat. Brian hums, watching Justin as pleasure washes over him. The vibrations from Brian’s throat set off an uncontrollable thrashing of Justin’s hips, as he loses all self-control and shoots down Brian’s throat.
Satisfied with himself, Brian quickly flips Justin onto his stomach and pulls him up onto his knees. Just the sight of Justin, wanton and needy, increases Brian’s desire. Justin’s still delirious from the blow job Brian just gave him. When he hears the foil on the condom being ripped open, his dick bubbles with pre-cum, knowing what’s coming next. Still slick from their previous bout, Brian slides back into him, sending them both into overdrive.
Brian sets the rhythm with deep thrusts that finds them both teetering on the edge once again. Justin’s moaning loudly, totally uninhibited, loving the fire that Brian has ignited within him. Having awoken a schoolboy this morning, he’ll go to sleep tonight as a man. No longer naive and innocent, but taken, claimed and loved. Their second fuck was quick, hard and intense. Brian rests his forehead in the middle of Justin’s back, loving the feeling of him quivering underneath him.
3 AM
He rolls off Justin and onto his back as Justin automatically curls up to him, resting his head on Brian’s chest. He loves the feeling of Brian carding his damp hair, along with Brian’s chest rising and falling beneath his head. They both close their eyes and drift off into a place they feel safe and secure, both knowing this isn’t some one-night-stand. This is meant to be.
Brian’s dreams are filled with a sense of security and peacefulness, a comfort he’s rarely felt in his twenty-nine years. Even in his dreams he’s conscious that things are changing, unsure what it means, but no longer fearful of his desire to be loved. Instead of running from them, he’s running towards them, towards Justin.
On the other side of town Michael’s restless, he’s been lying awake since he got home. His mind is reeling with visions of Brian making love to Justin, which is exactly what he witnessed. The great God Kinney actually making love, not fucking, sucking, rimming and cumming. His body shakes as he cries uncontrollably. He knows as much as he wants to deny it, Brian has finally found the love he so desperately needs.
4 AM
Justin crawls out of bed and makes his way to the bathroom. Upon returning to Brian’s bedroom, he notices it’s illuminated only by the full moon shining in the large windows. He’s in awe of this man who is already the most important man in his life. His first instinct is his need to sketch him, but he doesn’t have his book bag. He hesitates before he ransacks Brian’s desk, looking for the supplies required to complete his task.
Pulling a chair from the dining room table into the bedroom, he sits and begins his drawing of the Adonis who lies sleeping before him. Capturing his likeness on the paper, unaware of the time that’s passed, he signs his name in the bottom corner. Not a usual trait, but somehow he feels like this is the beginning of his artistic career. He’s no longer a kid drawing pictures, he’s an artist creating masterpieces that will one day wow the art critics.
5 AM
Sleep has finally claimed them all, although some are in the depths of their nightmares as they thrash with the painful truths that are now and forever here to stay. While others are sleeping peacefully, dreaming of a future with endless possibilities, Cupid is looking down at his latest conquest, beaming with pride. Who would have thought it was possible? The stud of Liberty Avenue is finally happy and at peace with himself.
A tiny baby boy awakes with an empty belly and a yearning for his father’s touch. The small infant cries in the nursery demanding attention. Swaddled by the nurse, she sings him a nursery rhyme, hoping to placate him until his mother is awake and ready to nurse him.
6 AM
The glow of the morning sun peeks over the Pittsburgh skyline, looking like every other morning, but it’s not. Change is in the air and it’s about to affect everyone in one way or another, big or small. There’s no going back. It’s best to embrace the new and release the old.
Emmett starts the coffeemaker before jumping into the shower, yelling to Michael to get up. He always sleeps through his alarm and Emmett knows Michael has the early shift at the Big Q. Dressed in his drab and mundane oxford shirt and dress pants Michael stumbles into the kitchen, needing coffee more than usual.
“Michael, you’re not even going to shower this morning?”
“I don’t have time. I need to leave early today.”
“What’s wrong? You look like shit. You really should shower. It will help you wake up.”
“I told you, I don’t have time.”
“Will you at least tell me what’s wrong?”
“It’s Brian… He was acting strangely last night. I’m worried about him.”
“I’m sure Mr. Kinney will be just fine. You, I’m not so sure about. Don’t you have a manager’s meeting this morning with the district manager?”
“Oh, Yeah. I forgot. I’ll just have to miss it.”
“Michael, don’t be stupid. You want to get that promotion, don’t you?”
“Yes, but… Brian’s more important.”
“But you were so excited about applying for the assistant manager’s position last week. What’s happened?”
“I told you, Brian needs me.”
“I’m sure he doesn’t want you jeopardizing your chances for a promotion. Whatever’s going on isn’t worth blowing your opportunity to advance. You know Brian would be the first one to tell you that.”
“You saw him last night, something was off. He wasn’t himself.”
“Michael. I have no idea what you’re talking about. He seemed exactly the same as always to me.”
“He, he took that kid home with him…”
“Ah yes. He was adorable, wasn’t he?”
“He’s conniving and manipulative.”
“Oh, God! Really Michael?”
“He is…”
“You’re jealous.”
“I am not! I’m just looking out for Brian’s best interest!”
“Honey, Brian’s more than capable of taking care of himself. Don’t you think it’s time to let go of your schoolboy crush?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Well, you’re the only one who doesn’t!”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re not exactly subtle about your pining for Brian.”
“He loves me. He tells me all the time.”
“Yes. He does love you, but he’s not in love with you. There’s a difference, a big difference.”
“I have to go. I want to catch Brian before he leaves for work.”
“Michael, I don’t think this is a good idea. You need to be on time for your meeting.”
7 AM
The alarm blares, jolting both Brian and Justin awake. Brian reaches over, leaning against Justin’s chest as he turns the alarm off. Their eyes lock as he smiles down at his blond angel. He’s so grateful it wasn’t a dream, he’s really here. His lips brush against Justin’s and they both feel the electrical charge surge through them. A huge smile spreads across Justin’s face as Brian swoops down again for another intense kiss. Then he whispers into Justin’s ear, “Shower, now!”
The hot water rains down on them as their sudsy hands run up and down their bodies, kisses between shampoo and conditioner. More roaming hands as they wash each other’s backs. Soon Brian’s fingers reach lower, and lower until he’s fingering Justin’s tight pucker. He whispers in his ear, “You up for one more?”
Which is a ridiculous question. Justin’s already turned around, with his hands braced against the shower wall as Brian penetrates him. He is being careful not to be too rough, concerned about bruising his sweet boy. After all, he’s been through the advanced course of the Kinney sex express, and passed with flying colors. They both moan in unison as they feel the rhythm of the fuck take hold, and they lose themselves in each other once again.
It didn’t take long for them both to fall over the edge as their orgasm surged through their limbs, rendering them momentarily incoherent. Knowing they’re running short on time, they dry each other off and dress in record speed.
“God, you look so hot!”
Brian grins. “Hotter than last night?”
“Well, last night you were more Abercrombie and Finch hot, and this morning you’re more cover of GQ hot.”
Brian leans in and captures his lips again for one last passionate kiss. “I could get used to this.”
Now Justin’s all smiles as he whispers, “I hope so.”
“Get your shoes on. We’re running late.” He grabs his briefcase and starts to pull the loft door back, only to see Michael about to let himself in with his key.
“Michael, that key is for emergencies only. Not for your personal entrance on a whim or curiosity.”
“I was worried about you after last night.”
“Last night?”
“Yeah, you were obviously being manipulated by that twink.”
Brian just stares at him, wondering when all this pining is going to stop. Now seems like as good a time as any. Michael reaches up to close the loft door when Brian stops him, leaving room for Justin to slip through.
“Oh, you mean this twink? I guess you haven’t been properly introduced.”
“Michael, this is my boyfriend, Justin.”
Anger flares in Michael’s eyes as a lump forms in his throat.
“Justin, this is Michael. My soon to be ex-friend if he doesn’t stop interfering.”
“Brian. What the fuck is going on?”
“Let’s see. You’re barging in here, while I’m about to leave.”
“You know what I mean…”
“Yes, the question is, do you know what I mean?”
“Bye, Bye Mikey.”
“Wait… Can you give me a ride to work? I’m running late.”
“No can do. I need to drive through Starbucks and get my coffee and breakfast for Justin. You don’t want Justin to be late for school.”
“But I’ll have to take the bus, and I’ll be even later.”
“Why are you even here if you were running late?”
“I told you, I needed to see you.”
“Call first next time, and forget using your key. It won’t work. I’m having the locks changed.”
~~~
Brian pulls up in front of St. James’ Academy. He turns, looking into Justin’s eyes, cupping his chin as he kisses him one last time.
“I’ll pick you up at 3 pm, then we’ll go see Gus at the hospital.”
Justin grins. “Great! Later.”
“Later.”
He walks up the steps, towards the school where Daphne stands, holding his book bag and uniform.
“Justin, where have you been? Your mom called. I told her you were in the shower.”
“I just met the face of God. His name is Brian Kinney.”
~~~
8 AM
Brian sits at his desk. Opening his briefcase he finds a beautiful sketch of him holding Gus. He thinks to himself, ‘is this Fate or Destiny?’ Being the wordsmith that he is, he realizes they mean the same thing. Cynthia barges in without knocking, putting a fresh latte in front of him. She can’t help but notice the big smile on his face. She smiles back.
“What are you smiling at?”
“Nothing, nothing at all. Except that you’re smiling…”
“What?”
“Of course that could be because you’re cupping your cock through your pants.”
Brian pulls his hand away from his crotch, and starts to drink his fresh latte, while glaring at her.
“Nice try. But it’s too late, I’m on to you…”
~~~
Twelve hours and the world as we know it has changed forever…
At this point it’s hard to say who is more smitten… Brian or Justin…
TBC…
End of Part Two – Chapter One
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Date: 2015-02-10 03:00 am (UTC)Oh lookie! Jealous and twat!Mikey is back. What a fucking idiot! LOL!!
*sits and waits for more :D*
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Date: 2015-02-10 04:30 am (UTC)Later Darling ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2015-02-10 05:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-10 04:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-10 05:00 am (UTC)I'm having a rough night and somehow taking Michael down a notch is making me feel better...
I'm so glad you like Evil Kathleen... He, he,he....
Later Darling ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2015-02-10 12:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-10 12:58 pm (UTC)Later Hon ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2015-02-10 05:24 pm (UTC)Bye bye Mikey, you did it to yourself.
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Date: 2015-02-10 08:41 pm (UTC)Later Sweetheart ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2015-02-11 07:16 pm (UTC)Dee Dee
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Date: 2015-02-11 07:55 pm (UTC)Later Sweetheart ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2015-10-25 01:20 am (UTC)Looks like Mikey won't get the promotion, he will blame Brian and or Justin.
Thanks for sharing!
JoAnn
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Date: 2015-10-25 03:19 am (UTC)Em tried, but it's going to take more than a couple of conversation for him to open his eyes even a slit...
Later Sweetheart ~ Kathleen
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Date: 2016-07-18 01:14 am (UTC)Re: ♥
Date: 2016-07-18 02:16 pm (UTC)