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What if Brian and Justin met in a slightly different way...
My dick is hard. I'm covered in sweat. My tux is all but forgotten, rumpled in the back of my mom's car.
I should feel guilty about missing the "rite of passage" of going to my senior prom and lying to my mom, but I don't, not with hot, half naked men surrounding me. And touching me.
My tee-shirt is tucked into the back of my jeans and there are strangers with their hands on me. Stroking my chest and back, pressed up against me. One man after another dances with me, presses his body close to mine and moves to the music with me. I thought I would feel nervous, like the first time I came here, but I don't. I just feel ready.
I have a goal tonight, a well thought out goal.
The first time I came to Liberty Avenue I wasn't sure what I was looking for, just that I sure as fuck didn't find it. I couldn't get into the clubs and the guys who hit on me in the street left a little something to be desired - like a guy who didn't make my skin crawl. Whatever I was looking for, I didn't find it, so I went home and came out to my parents instead.
But this time, I know what I want and I'm going to make it happen.
My life is a mess. My parents are getting divorced, my mom and Molly are miserable, my father won't speak to me and I have no idea how I am going to pay for college. I can't say having sex is going to fix any of that, but if being gay is going to fuck up my whole life, then I might as well be getting laid.
Even Daphne lost her virginity before me. So I figured fuck it, told my mom I was going to the prom with Daph, who is really going with Glenn, and headed down to Liberty Avenue for round two.
Get fucked up, get sucked off, pass out. That is my entire plan for the evening.
I almost don't even feel like myself here, like I am having an out of body experience. My skin is tingling and my dick is throbbing. I want more, but I don't want this to ever end either.
And then someone new appears and it's like the tide is parting for him. Men step aside and he insinuates himself into my space. When he pulls me close it's no longer dancing, it’s more like fucking with clothes on.
He's beautiful. He touches me differently than the other men, more intimately. We're dancing so close that I can feel his dick pressed against my thigh and I'm sure he can feel mine. I wonder more than once if I might just come in my pants right here.
We dance for a long time. And when I don't feel like waiting anymore, can't wait anymore, I pull his head down and talk into his ear.
"Can we go somewhere... else?"
He doesn't answer, just takes me by the hand and starts pulling me off the dance floor and out of the club.
In his jeep speeding to wherever it is we are going, I wonder what the best way to handle the situation is. I figure fuck it; I'll just tell him the truth.
"I'm a virgin."
I pause, a little unsure, but he turns towards me and raises an eyebrow. It's sexy as fuck and from the look he is giving me; I can tell it isn't a problem.
"That is quite an introduction, Justin. Though I don't think you'll get much use out of it after tonight."
The implication of his words takes a second to sink in. My heart speeds up.
"I'm not sure if you know this but when a person introduces themselves it is customary to offer your own name in return."
There goes the eyebrow again. I like surprising him.
His place is amazing.
But I don't have much time to enjoy it because he is taking his clothes off and that's more amazing. He's all long and lean and tan. And hard. His dick is so hard and I just want to touch it and taste it. I don't know where to begin and I seem to be rooted in place, wondering what to do next.
He approaches me, like a predator, and grabs my body, pulling it against his, hard and fast. He leans in as though to kiss me but then stops and just holds us there, waiting for me to close the last few inches between us. He doesn't have to wait long.
He kisses me like he is trying to climb inside me, and I kiss him like I want him to.
He stops suddenly and takes my hand, leading me up to his bedroom. I don't know why or how, but things have slowed down. He strips me and then stands back to examine me.
"You have a very nice ass."
I don't know what to say, but he smiles when I do, so I figured it's OK.
I hadn't even had time to get properly fucked up beyond a few drinks before I spotted this kid. Probably for the best, because I feel like fucking him in my own bed and Mikey's not around to drive. I figured there would be plenty of time later to get fucked up. I didn't count on how hot the little fucker would end up being.
When I pull him up against me I can feel his whole body quiver. Normally virgins aren't worth the time they require to loosen up, but he is hot and eager and I want to.
I push him back on the bed and crawl up to straddle his thighs. He looks at me like I'm a God. Glad to see we are on the same page.
He has a nice cock, good sized for his body, nicely shaped, smooth, hard and wet. Just what I like to see.
I stroke it lightly with my fingertips and he gasps. He needs to come so he can relax and enjoy the rest of the night.
"So, what do you do when you are alone?"
The cocky kid from the car is all but gone.
"Um, I don't know. I like to draw and play video games."
I bark out a laugh. "That isn't exactly what I meant."
I lean down close to his face and breathe in his ear before whispering, "I meant when you're touching yourself."
I take his dick firmly in my hand when I say it and he makes a little choking sound in his throat.
I kiss him, slow and wet and deep. His dick pulses and I can tell how close he is. His whole body is beginning to tense in preparation for his orgasm.
"I'm gonna come."
I sit back up on his thighs, just holding his dick in my hand.
"Is this what you think about when you jerk off, some other guy’s hand on your cock? Or do you think about getting your dick sucked and your perfect ass fucked?"
He would have come right then if the phone hadn't rung and distracted us both. Mikey.
My hand’s on the kid’s cock and he is squirming around under me.
I start stroking.
"I just wanted to let you know I made it."
"You don't have to call me every time you take a piss, Mikey."
I rub my thumb over the head of his dick, spreading the moisture around and focusing on his most sensitive spots.
"Yeah yeah, I know, you won't miss me at all."
"Don't forget it, Mikey."
He comes all over the fucking place. Long and hard.
"What the fuck was that?"
"Just a trick coming all over himself."
"Actually, it was pretty fucking hot."
That makes him smile a little.
"Gotta run Mikey. Say hi to the Doc for me."
I just came, and fuck; he told whoever he was on the phone with. But he also said it was hot and he is still playing with my dick, so I don't let the embarrassment distract me for long. But he still seems distracted. He's idly toying with my dick but his mind is somewhere else. The phone call he just got, no doubt.
I sit up a little, as best as I can with him sitting on me and without smearing my come everywhere, and reach out to stroke his chest. He feels so good and I want to put my hand on his dick but I haven't quite worked up the courage yet.
My touch brings him back from his thoughts and he pulls me to him and kisses me deeply. Apparently he doesn't mind being smeared in my come. And Jesus, the feel of it sliding between us makes me crazy.
He pulls away a bit and whispers harshly in my ear.
"I'm going to fuck you all night long."
I can't take my mouth off his skin. He tastes good and I know exactly what I want.
His ass is perfect. Round and smooth.
I let my tongue trail down his spine, I know where this is going, but I'm not sure he does. I feel him tense under me when I reach the crack of his ass.
"Relax, I'm going to show you what rimming is."
He gasps when my tongue touches his hole. I lap at the soft skin of his opening until I can feel him relax a bit into the feeling of it. And then I push my tongue against him as firmly as I can until he lets me in. He's moaning now, while I tongue-fuck his ass.
I stop when the moans turn into nonsense words. I wanted him good and ready for me to fuck him.
I think he's there.
I flip him over again. He watches me closely as I prepare myself with a condom and lube. I squeeze some lube out directly on his asshole.
"Ahh, it's cold."
"It'll heat up."
I slide a finger in fast and smooth. He squeezes his eyes shut and his back arches off the bed. His body isn't sure yet if he feels pleasure or pain. I'll make it a bit clearer. I touch his prostate.
He grips the sheets and thrashes his head back and forth on the pillow.
He finally fell asleep around 4 am. I tried, and I think I might have managed to doze off for a little while, but mostly I just watched him sleep. He's beautiful. And I'm fucking near embarrassingly giddy over the fact that he just got done fucking me for hours.
I guess I didn't really know what to expect, but the reality was so far from anything I could have guessed.
It hurt, bad, and then it felt amazing. And then, somehow, the two came together and it was even better.
He rolls closer to me. Nuzzling against my skin, making me hard again. But when his eyes open I swear I see a moment of panic and maybe dread.
So I figure acting casual is my best bet at avoiding the awkward situation of being thrown out, but I also can't go home smelling the way I do now.
"Mind if I take a shower."
"No, it’s through there."
I lay in bed for approximately four minutes, contemplating the fact that I let this kid spend the night in my bed. And then I picture myself fucking him while he's all wet and slippery in the shower and I forget the rest.
He has me pressed up against the side of the shower. Every few thrusts my dick bumps against the cold glass enclosure, but all I can feel is his dick sliding in and out of my hole. My legs feel weak; I have no idea how I'm going to do this standing up. And then just when it feels like it might be too much, he wraps his arms around my chest to hold me up.
We're starting to get dressed and I feel like I should be worried about what comes next, but he can't keep his hands or his mouth off me. His fingers move to my crack and I wince. There is no denying it, my ass fucking hurts. He manoeuvres me onto the bed and prises my ass cheeks apart. I don't have time to be embarrassed before he soothes my hole with his tongue.
When he rolls me back over I'm relieved he didn't try to fuck me. I would have let him... I might have even begged for it, but I'm not sure my ass could take it.
"It'll feel better in a day or two. In the meantime..."
And then his mouth is on my cock. I cry out and grip the sheets and lose myself completely. I don't even warn him when I'm going to come, I just fill his mouth.
When I finally open my eyes he's just laying next to me, slowly stroking his cock. I can't help staring and when I lick my lips he laughs just a little.
"Do you want to suck my cock?"
I crawl down into position, between his legs and watch as he props his head up on a pillow. Apparently he is going to watch, as if there isn't enough pressure already.
He runs his hand through my hair and my eyes want to drift shut but he is gently steering me to his dick and I know I need to focus.
His dick is huge. When I think about it, I can't believe I had it in my ass... repeatedly. It tastes fucking amazing and the thought of him coming in my mouth makes me crazy.
But it's the first moan and the way his whole body sort of jerks when I do something he really likes that makes me fall in love with sucking cock on the spot. It seems weird, but with my mouth full of his cock I feel powerful, completely in control. And I like it.
I don't really know what I'm doing, but I don't let that hold me back. I lick and suck and stroke frantically. He's dripping with my spit and fisting my hair in his hand.
And then it happens, his dick pulses over and over into my mouth, filling me with hot come. I feel a little like I might choke on it and a lot like I might come again myself.
I crawl up by him on the bed and he leans in and gives me a kiss on the side of the mouth.
"You get an A plus."
All I really want to do is wrap myself around him and get some sleep, but he starts getting dressed and I know I should touch base with Daphne anyway, before she starts freaking out and comes clean to my mom.
His expression is completely unreadable, but he does offer me a ride back to my car.
Once we're in the jeep he can't seem to stop talking. His parents freaked when he came out. His mom got over it, his dad not so much. He wants to be an artist but he can't afford school. He needs to find a job.
I'm trying to zone him out. This is really the only explanation for why I told him they were looking for help at the Liberty Diner - I wasn’t concentrating on what I was saying.
He's leaning over to wipe a table down, ass swaying slightly as he works. He wants it again, he's made that clear.
Deb loves him. She calls him Sunshine and pinches his cheeks so much I'm amazed he doesn't have permanent bruises.
His shift finishes and he slides into the booth across from me.
"Are you going to Babylon tonight?"
"Can I come?"
"It's a free country."
"Yes, but if I want a beer I need someone old enough to buy it for me who doesn't mind compromising the virtue of the young."
I can't help but smile.
"That does sound like me."
The third beer was a mistake. He's sandwiched between two men, grinding away on the dance floor. I use my arms to move the other men away.
"Can I help you?"
His actions betray his words as he thrusts his erection against my thigh.
"What do you think you are doing?"
"I'm looking for someone to fuck me. If you’re not interested, there are other men here who are."
"Who said I wasn't interested?"
It's about fucking time. I've been flaunting my ass in his face for days. He's around the diner all the time; we've even eaten together a few times. But I wasn't kidding about letting someone else fuck me, I was brave enough to do it once and I would have again. Though I must admit, I much prefer this scenario.
In the short amount of time I've been working at the diner I've picked up a few things. Debbie's son, who also happens to be Brian's best friend, just moved away with his boyfriend, who if I'm not mistaken Brian doesn't care for much. Their other friends, Ted and Emmett, spend almost as much time as Brian in the diner. I can't really tell yet if Brian actually likes them because he gives them a lot of shit, but they're both pretty nice to me. And most importantly, Brian fucks everything that walks.
So I'm trying to stay realistic. But I've also never seen him sit and have a meal with one of the other guys he fucked. Sure I've only been around for six days, but I choose to believe that something more is going on here.
Tonight was my second trip to Babylon. I'm happy to have the job at the diner but unfortunately I can't go blowing my money at a club every night if I want to have any chance of affording school. As it is, I'm working such long hours, at the diner and finishing off the end of the school year, that I haven't really had much energy to dance. But being around Brian all the time and knowing what being with him is like, I just couldn't wait any longer for more.
When he falls asleep I grab my sketchpad from my backpack. I had a pretty good idea I would end up here so I brought my stuff and told my mom I was staying at Daphne's.
I've been itching to sketch him since the night I met him.
He looks so relaxed in his sleep. Even soft, his dick is fucking huge. I draw him until I'm happy with the results and I can't keep my mouth off him any longer. I like the feel of him getting hard in my mouth and the way he groans right before he is fully awake. And his come. I swear I have been jerking off for six days thinking about the way he tastes and the way it coats my mouth. And before tonight I had only done it once. I have considerably more experience now.
The minute we walked into the loft tonight I was on my knees, and then after he fucked me, I sucked him off again in the shower.