|notreallyme10 (notreallyme10) wrote,|
@ 2007-08-20 12:56:00
Post 513 Series
Sidebar to Pictures
Originally posted: 6/11/07 LJ
Leave it to Brian to turn a day at the spa into a porno. I fucking love him for it.
It started while the ridiculously hot masseur was rubbing the hell out of my back and ass. I can’t say my dick wasn’t taking notice, but not in the about-to-get fucked kind of way, just in a mmnnn that feels fucking good kind of way.
But than he asked me to roll over on my back and I know this is a gay spa, but my towel has been missing since he asked my permission to rub my ass and I'm not sure what is appropriate in this situation.
"Yeah, roll over Justin."
I couldn’t help but laugh. Really, all I need now is the porn music.
"Where the fuck did you come from?"
He laughs too.
And then, I was still getting a massage, but while the masseur focused on my neck, chest, arms, hands, legs and feet, Brian focused on my dick. Every part of my body felt amazing.
I have had sex in front of and with a lot of people, but there is something really exposing about being touched by someone not involved in the actual sex act while you get off. It was fucking hot.
After I came all over my chest and belly, the masseur excused himself.
"Come on, let's shower off and I’ll take you home."
I cannot begin to communicate how thrilled I am about this vacation Brian has planned for us. Granted, all he really planned was lots of time to fuck, but he told everyone to leave us alone for two whole weeks.
We have never done something like this before, even since he (not retired because that word gets you into a world of shit you don’t even want to know about) "sold Kinnetik" we haven’t managed to take more than a day or two off together.
My European tour really paid off and I am getting some serious interest from several galleries. My agent is over the moon. If I let her, she would have me painting crap all day and all night. I have been pretty careful to set a standard of always painting at my own pace.
She yells and screams and begs and I stay the course. In the long run, it has worked out, because for the most part she has given up and she lets me do it my way. I get less shows, I sell less pieces but I am much fucking happier.
Regardless, I agreed to this trip and I knew that if it went well I would be expected to produce. I can see already how busy things are going to be in the next year. So I plan on enjoying these two weeks for all they are worth.
I’m not the only one that needs the time off. As a guy who is "not fucking retired!" Brian works a lot. Cynthia and Ted always have him doing one thing or another and because Brian is Brian he doesn’t take photography as a hobby, but instead, as another job. He could do it just for fun but that just isn’t his style. Thank god for the photography because it is probably what keeps him sane.
And then there is his worrying. He might as well have another full time job as a worry wart (another thing you should never call Brian to his face).
I think he is feeling a little better since Mikey’s visit while I was away. These last few months we have taken a half dozen trips to Pittsburgh to check up on him. Every time we get back he just seems to feel worse than before we went.
Brian wants to mourn for him for fuck's sake.
But Mikey came and they did whatever it is they do and Brian has relaxed some.
And now, I am looking forward to us relaxing together… if that is something we are even capable of.