A
loud pounding at the door roused the two lovers. When neither of them answered
it a booming voice radiated throughout the enclosed room.
“Get
your lazy ass up. We need to be out of here and at the stadium in like thirty
minutes.” More feverish pounding quickly followed Lance’s deep voice. “Hey
are you two in there or what?”
Justin
stirred underneath his boyfriend, trying desperately not to wake him up, he
slipped out from under him. He slowly tip-toed toward the door and yanked it
open before Lance had another opportunity to hit it. “Hey, we’re up,”
Justin whispered. “You don’t have to be so loud.”
“Well,
I see you’re up lover boy, but is sleeping beauty?” Lance peered around
Justin and noticed the brunette still sleeping on the couch. “No. I see that
he isn’t. You need to make sure he is up and ready before the limo leaves, got
it.”
“Yeah,
I hear you.” Justin closed the door before Lance could speak again and
sauntered back toward JC and the couch. He bent down and tenderly shook JC.
“Hey, baby. We need to get up. We’re gonna be late, sweetie.” The brunette
moved a little but did not wake. “Come on. Get up.” When JC still did not
get up, Justin slapped his ass hard.
“Hey,”
the older man yelped. “What was that for?”
“You
wouldn’t get up. So I had to use drastic measures.”
JC
chuckled running his hand through his hair, “I think you just wanted an excuse
to spank my ass.” Justin raised his eyebrow in thought. “Stop right now,
ain’t no way in hell that’s happening.”
“Maybe,”
Justin shrugged.
The
two men were ready in record time. They packed their stuff and sit it outside
their room for one of the bellhops to transport it downstairs. When the limo
pulled up they were the first two inside, sitting nearly on top of each other,
holding hands. As Lance, Chris and Joey entered the small enclosure they smiled
at the two knowingly. Lance tapped the glass and the limo carried them toward
their destination.
As
the five of them piled out of the limo, Justin grabbed Joey’s arm. Pulling him
away from the group he whispered, “Hey, can I ask a favor of you?”
“As
long as it doesn’t require me on my knees.”
“Jesus,
Joey,” Justin laughed. “No. Actually, it requires me on my knees, but just
not with you.”
“Well,
spit it out junior.”
“You
see,” Justin blushed, “we didn’t…um.”
“You
didn’t get a chance to have makeup sex, right.”
“Wow,
you’re good.”
“No,
I just had the room next to yours remember.”
“Shut
up. Anyway, I wanna have it before I’ve gotta go onstage, cuz there ain’t no
way I’m gonna make it that long.”
“Justin,
this isn’t the time nor the place for…”
“Joey
you’ve gotta help me. Help me find a room or something. It won’t take that
long.”
“Justin.
Have you ever listen to the two of you? You guys take forever. You’ll need
like twice the amount of time you normally take.”
“I
like being thorough.”
“No,
you like to torture poor JC.”
Justin
smiled, “Yeah, I do.” The blond gave Joey his infamous child-like pout
trying anything to get his way. “Please, pweease, help a poor horny boy
out.”
Joey
laughed, “If it means that much to you. I can’t really leave a sex starved
friend hanging now can I?”
“That’s
the spirit.”
“Okay,
how can I be of service?” Justin leaned in close to Joey relaying the plan he
thought up just minutes before. “He’ll never no what hit him,” Joey again
laughed as the walked into the stadium together.
“Man,
I can’t believe management pulled sound check. I mean that’s pretty
important don’t you think, Joey.”
“I
can’t either, but let’s not look a gift horse in the mouth.”
“There’s
a horse here?”
Joey
slapped his forehead, “No, JC there isn’t a horse here.”
“Then
why…”
“Shh…don’t
say it.” Joey and JC continued walking down the long hallway until they
reached a small room. “Now Becca wanted you to wait in here for her. She said
something about trying some new looks with you.”
“I
don’t understand that, I think I look pretty good. I think Justin thinks so
too, so why a new one. I mean it really doesn’t matter, does it cuz if it did
then…”
Holy
shut the fuck up, Joey thought. “Jesus, JC shut it for a second will you.”
“Oh,
yeah. Sorry.”
“Anyway,
this is the room. So, I guess I’ll see you in a bit then.”
“Okay,
but Joey do you know why…” before JC could finish his statement, Justin
pulled the unsuspecting man into the room and pressed him tight against the
wall. The door slowly swung shut and the lock sounded from outside of the room.
The blond closed the gap between the two of them and firmly placed his full body
up against JC’s, positioning his knee between strong thighs. JC’s arms
immediately wrapped around the larger figure, smoothing his hands up and down
the broad muscular back.
“Did
you miss me, baby?”
“Justin?”
The brunette breathed heavily, “What are you doing?”
The
younger man smiled wickedly. “Well, I thought since we were both too tired for
sex last night, that we could do it right now.”
“Sugah,
we’re in the makeup room,” JC answered smiling as he tried maneuvering his
lithe body out from under his boyfriend’s.
The
blond pressed harder trapping JC. “Yeah, I know,” Justin raised his eyebrows
and smirked, “but really what better place is there?”
JC
laughed. “Justin, sweetie, this is so corny. You want to have makeup sex in
the makeup room? What if we get caught?”
“I’ve
got it covered. Joey is watching the door for us. He’s such a trooper.”
“Joey,
I should’ve known. But Justin?”
“What?
Isn’t it a great idea?” Justin rubbed his pelvis hard against JC eliciting a
moan from the older man. “Besides,” he whispered hot against JC’s skin,
“aren’t you up for it,” again Justin accentuated his comments with a
thrust of his hips. The blond licked the outside of JC’s lips, lapping up the
small beads of sweat that were forming there.
“Mmmmm...”
The brunette moaned. “I ...unn...” JC wiggled his hips trying to increase
his comfort, but Justin just pressed and rubbed harder.
The
blond rested his hands underneath JC’s armpits and onto the wall. He moved his
attack down the side of his lover’s face until he reached his favorite spot,
the hollow of JC’s neck. JC tipped his head further back, as Justin’s hot
wet tongue delved inside its depths as if he were making love to it. JC’s body
began undulating under him, forcing their clothed erections harder together.
Justin
pulled back and stared at the fresh mark with half-hooded eyes. “God you taste
good, baby.”
“Hmm...,”
JC’s eyes fluttered open, dazed.
Justin
moved one of his hands to the side of JC’s face, his large thumb caressing
soft skin. “Well?” He asked, forehead to forehead. “What do you say?”
JC’s
slowly peeked his tongue out and wet his lips. “I...what if we...” Justin
captured the brunette’s mouth in a searing kiss, before JC could respond.
Finding JC’s answer in his body language, Justin deepened the moist sloppy
kiss. He changed the angle from which he dove in from trying desperately to get
his lover worked up. Their tongues collided and swirled around each other as
JC’s hands griped the blonde’s hair pulling him closer.
Justin
again broke them apart and stared deep into JC’s passion-hazed eyes. He moved
away from his lover and reached his hands forward laying them on JC’s chest.
The blond began massaging the older man’s pecks underneath the drawn tight
shirt. He pressed harder against them and then smoothed his large hands down the
muscled stomach. Justin pulled the edges of the shirt up and slid warm hands
underneath the snug material. As the blond worked his way back up toward erect
nipples, he pulled the shirt up with him; exposing the tight stomach. JC turned
his head toward the side exposing pale smooth skin. Justin leaned forward and
brushed soft lips against it. He surged his body up against the smaller frame
once more, with his fingers still working his lover’s sensitive nubs, he
gently nipped at the offered flesh. JC hissed and rolled his hips forward into
Justin’s hard phallus. “Uhh, God JC.” He licked the fresh blood bruise,
“You feel so good against me. So fucking good.” Justin’s mouth found
JC’s ear and invaded it, tearing JC’s senses apart.
“Mmmm....”
The brunette mewled moving his hands to Justin’s hips. “Jus...tin. Mmmm.”
Breath
searing into JC’s ear, Justin wantonly whispered, “I want to taste more of
you, baby. Let me taste all of you.”
JC’s
eyes opened. He slowly moved his hands from Justin’s slim hips and onto the
edges of his shirt. Without interrupting Justin’s touch, the brunette removed
the impeding article. The blonde’s tongue instantly went to one of the
hardened nipples; pulling and tenderly biting it; moaning at the feel of it
rolling in his mouth. “Fuck, yeah,” JC breathed. The brunette felt
Justin’s scorching tongue and hot breathe travel down his skin. When the blond
reached JC’s navel he sucked on it, swirling his tongue inside and pressing
into it forcefully. The blonde’s hands were busy running up and down heated
skin and roaming over JC’s ass. He spent ample time working his tongue and
mouthing the spot around the now reddened area, before stilling his hands upon
slender hips, reeling back on his heals and staring up at his impassioned lover.
JC’s
head was still tilted to one side with his eyes closed; mouth slightly opened
with only a hint of a flickering tongue. His breathe escaping in long sighs and
harsh grunts. His hips were flexed forward, shoulders pressed back. The older
man’s hands were resting on the wall easing the strain on his legs. When the
brunette finally realized his boyfriend had stopped, his eyes fluttered softly
opened. Turning his head and looking downward, their heated gazes met.
Justin moved his hand from
JC’s hip and cupped the brunette’s covered cock. JC, surprised by the move,
thrust his hips forward at the friction; feeling an explosion of sensation as
the younger man massaged it. The blond stood up and nestled his body on the side
of JC’s rubbing his own erection against JC’s hip. He continued massaging
the straining phallus while JC’s body moved in time with the motions
whimpering. Justin naughtily licked the brunette’s ear. “May I.” He
squeezed the sizable cock for emphasis and nuzzled the back of the wired man’s
neck.
“Mmmm....”
JC could not function well enough to answer Justin’s question; he could only
nod his head and moan. The blond glided his hand up to the waistband of JC’s
running pants and eagerly slid it down inside; grasping the swollen heated
phallus. JC’s hips again arched forward, head lolling toward Justin. The
brunette was greeted with sultry authoritative lips pressed unrelenting against
his own. The two lovers aggressively kissed while Justin continued stroking JC.
When
Justin felt his boyfriend’s body tighten he slowly removed his hand from the
enlarged phallus, running it up the shaft and collecting drops of precum. The
ascent continued up the long body smearing cum on the brunette’s chest, which
he teasingly licked up. Justin reached his hand back down into the pants again
gathering JC’s essence, removing glistening fingers and wiping them on parted
lips. “I want to taste all of you.” Justin leaned in and licked the sticky
substance off JC’s pliant lips, eyes closed, savoring the flavor. The older
man moaned and whimpered, thrusting his hips forward, encouraging Justin. The
blond understood the invitation and swiftly knelt down in front of the brunette;
placing his grip onto gyrating hips, stopping their movements. Justin gently
pulled down the running pants revealing the silk covered hardened cock.
“Uhhhh….nnnn…” JC
sighed as some of the pressure was relinquished from his aching groin.
The
blond gasped when he noticed the silk black g-string that still remained pushing
JC’s cock to full attention. The young lover’s hands squeezed the
brunette’s ass as he nuzzled his face into the phallus mouthing it through the
material. “Ahhhh…shit, Jus…tin…do it.”
Justin
quickly removed the rest of JC’s garments, as well as, leaving the brunette
alone long enough for him self to disrobe, intentionally allowing the older
man’s body to simmer down. Once he was finished undressing, he rubbed his
boyfriend’s sensitive and pulsating bare cock, once more stoking his lover up.
JC’s
hips were thrusting forward inviting Justin to take it either within his hands
or within his mouth. “Pleaaassseee... Mmmmm. God.”
“Can
I taste this?” Justin asked while tugging the shrinking sacs.
“Please,”
JC whimpered.
Justin
instantly went to his knees. He stroked the cock before him several times before
lapping it with his tongue. JC hissed at the feel of the young lover’s tongue
at the base of his cock licking delicately. Justin pressed the hot flesh against
JC’s hard abs and licked the underside relentlessly, nibbling it. The
brunette’s knees gave a little and he reached one hand unto Justin’s
shoulder regaining his balance. Once more Justin elicited a response from his
boyfriend as he sucked on the very tip of the phallus, caressing the slit with
every swirl of the tongue.
“Please…”
JC’s voice begged.
Justin
lapped from the perineum up the shaft and then into his mouth, aggressively
sucking on it. His head was bobbing hard up and down the shaft along with a hand
chasing every move. JC leaned against the wall as he slowly pushed his hips
forward encouraging his lover’s actions.
Justin
released the aching cock and nibbled along the side of it, while massaging and
kneading the rapidly shrinking sacs. JC’s head lolled to the side, eyes closed
tight enjoying the feel of his lover’s hot wet cavern engulf his cock; Justin
began another assault. JC’s legs began shaking as his body tingled. He was
rigid, standing on his toes pushing hard into Justin’s mouth. JC’s eyes were
shrouded with white-hot prickling, when Justin stopped and slowly pumped his
hand up and down the hard purple cock. The blond used his free hand to rub up
and down JC’s torso, soothing the older man. “Does it feel good, baby?”
JC
breathed heavily, “Yeah. Do…don’t,” he licked his supple lips,
“don’t stop.”
The
young pop star grabbed the base of JC’s cock and swallowed it. He massaged the
sacs while he sucked hard on the swelled penis. His eyes were closed, lost in
the smell, the sensation that was JC. Feeling his lover’s body begin to roll
harder and faster into his mouth, the blond grabbed a hold of JC’s hips,
forcing the older man’s body forward and deeper into his mouth. As the
brunette tried unsuccessfully to move his hips, the blond held fast, pushing the
cock in until it touched the back of his throat. It was not long before he heard
JC’s voice softly express his orgasm and Justin’s mouth was filled with the
creamy substance.
“Unn…unn…unnnnnnnnnn.”
JC whimpered, his legs struggling to keep his balance. The rest of his body was
convulsing with aftershocks. Justin still had the weeping cock in his mouth,
savoring the final drops of cum.
Justin
slowly allowed the limp cock to slip from his mouth. He moved up the
brunette’s body leaving small wet kisses in his wake. Upon reaching JC lips,
he engulfed them. Allowing JC to taste himself on Justin’s lips. They moaned.
Justin pulled away from the dazed man. He smoothed wayward strands of hair from
his lover’s face. “Mmm…you taste so good, baby. So fucking good.” The
younger man felt JC’s knees buckle and caught him before he hit the floor. He
brought the smaller frame hard against his body and instinctively JC lifted one
leg over a strong hip; placing a rock hard cock upon a reawakening one.
They
stared into each other eyes for what seemed like an eternity until Justin
finally broke the silence. He whispered, “Make love to me.” He ran his hand
through JC’s chestnut waves. “Make me yours. I’m at your mercy.”
JC
shook his golden locks, “It’s not suppose to be like this.”
“Then
how do you want it? I’ll give you anything you want.”
“I
just want your love.”
“You’ve
got that all ready.”
“Show
me,” JC whispered.
The
larger male hoisted the other leg up around his waist. JC locked his ankles
together while wrapping his arms around Justin’s strong neck. The brunette
leaned his face down and captured the other man’s lips. Justin’s hands were
running across the small smooth back and down into JC’s crevice. The blond
continued moving his hand down into the crack until he was rubbing the older
man’s perineum. JC’s head tipped back in reaction to the sensation.
Justin
ran the hand up JC’s back and into his own pouty lips. The older lover watched
intently as Justin sucked on three of his fingers; JC’s hips jerked in reflex,
brushing hard cocks together. Becoming aware of the two phalluses rubbing
unintentionally, JC moved a hand down tan smooth skin until it reached them. He
gripped both of their cocks and harshly stroked them together spreading their
essence.
“Um, JC. Yeah, baby. Stroke
em.” Justin said around his fingers, enjoying the feel of his lover’s heated
hand touching him.
“You…like
that…sugah. Mmmmm…, yeah.”
Justin
removed his fingers from his mouth and again trailed them down fiery skin to the
neglected pucker. He tenderly circled the opening with his wet fingers before
slowly penetrating. JC’s body rose at the intrusion, head snapped back and
then quickly down again, resting it on Justin shoulder. The blond continued with
just one finger until his lover whimpered for more and then pushed in the second
digit. Instead of moving away from the fingers, JC pushed down onto them,
forcing Justin’s fingers deep. The young lover spread soft kisses onto JC’s
neck while he manipulated and twisted his fingers inside, searching. JC squeezed
his legs around Justin’s waist and lifted himself up and then forcing himself
back down. Justin picked up the rhythm, fucking JC hard and fast with now three
fingers. Pushing in and out, deeper and deeper, until JC’s writhing body was
begging for more.
“Unn…sugah,
mmm…I need you…you in…inside me,” JC panted, breaths coming shorter,
erratic.
“Ye…yeah,”
Justin removed his fingers from inside his lover and caressed the flexing
thighs. He reached down in front of them and clutched his aching cock.
“You…you…mmmm, want this?”
JC
nodded his head, tresses brushing Justin’s shoulder.
“K,
uhhh…you did… lift up.” Justin gripped one of JC’s thighs and encouraged
the brunette to lift his hips higher. JC squeezed his thighs and pushed off of
Justin’s shoulder rubbing his throbbing phallus against his boyfriend’s
chest. The blond moved his cock underneath the older man; readying himself for
the decent. “Okay, baby. Nice and easy.”
JC
slowly moved down, tensing slightly when he felt the wet head of Justin’s
thick cock teasing his hypersensitive hole. The brunette stopped making sense
when he felt the penetration of his boyfriend’s hardened member, the weight of
his own body forcing it deeper and deeper into him.
“Ohhhhhh….unn…sss…mmm.” JC whimpered when he felt his lover’s hands
grip his ass cheeks hard.
“Fuck
yourself, baby,” Justin hissed; loving the sensation of JC’s tight hole
clamping onto his cock. JC began rocking up and down on Justin’s shaft,
“yeah that’s it. So fucking tight.” The blond, however, became impatient
at the pace his lover was moving at. So, he began forcefully pushing upward on
the supple mound and then allowing the brunette to fall back down onto his cock.
“Unnnn…so
….mmmm….good.”
“Un…un…un…un…”
JC’s hairline was
drenched in sweat, hands on strong shoulders, as he continued the harsh rhythm
Justin set.
Justin’s
legs started trembling as the weight of JC’s body continued pushing downward.
“Baby,” he stopped his lover’s movements, “sit.” The blond carried the
older man to the only chair in the room, the makeup chair. He carefully turned
his body and only slightly slipped out of JC; he sat down. The new angle forced
a yelp out of JC as his body could not adjust to it. Justin’s hands
immediately started petting his lover’s body. “Baby, ever…everything,
okay?”
JC
rested his head on Justin’s chest trying his best to grow accustomed to the
uncomfortable angle. “No,” he whispered nearly out of breath.
“Here,”
he reached underneath JC and gently pulled himself out of the tiny opening.
“Unnnn…”
JC sighed.
“Baby.”
He grasped the older man’s cock and leisurely stroked it. “Is that
better?”
“No.”
“Why?
What’s wrong?”
“I…”
he looked up, “I need you in…inside me, please.”
Justin
rubbed the sensitive slit while his other hand played with erect nipples,
enticing encouraging moans. “Not yet, baby. I… I want to taste you again
first.” He leaned in and imprisoned passion swelled lips. The blond pulled
JC’s lower lip with his teeth, gnawing possessively at it, before dipping back
in and assailing the other’s wondering tongue. JC pulled away and slid off of
Justin’s lap. He quietly turned around and nimbly ascended back up. The
brunette placed one long elegant foot on the arm of the chair and the second
quickly followed suit. Justin instantly grabbed onto his lover’s hips
steadying him.
“Taste
me,” the brunette barely managed saying the words, body wanton. JC slid back,
ass first, toward Justin’s face. Justin leaned back in the chair allowing JC
room to straddle his mouth. The blond moved his hands around comfortably bracing
the body above him. He teased the opening first, licking all around it and
nipping at the bared flesh. Then he dove his tongue into the stretched quivering
hole, tasting and savoring the mix of his essence and JC. Justin probed deeper,
flicking his tongue in and out, in and out.
JC’s
legs quivered as he rocked forward. With the help of Justin’s caring hands, he
maneuvered his body until his legs spread over the sides of the chair. He wanted
to feel Justin inside him again. The brunette reached underneath him and grabbed
Justin’s cock trying to align his wanton opening with Justin’s glistening
phallus. He methodically rolled and wiggled his body down the nearly spilling
head until the anus was wet enough to slide the entire shaft in. The couple
moaned in unison as their bodies were joined.
Justin’s
hands were moving feverishly over the taut back in front of him. His hand now
roamed toward JC’s stomach pressing hard against it, forcing his lover back.
He met JC half way and flattened his tongue on the scorching flesh, licking the
beads of sweat. As Justin’s hands wandered to spread thighs, JC leaned forward
resting his palms on the young lover’s knees. His back arched, head tipped
back licking his lips while rolling his hips back and forth. Again Justin ran
his hands over the smooth contours of JC’s body, appreciating the expanse of
tight tawny skin and watching the flexing of individual muscles as the brunette
ungulates on top of him.
“Oh,
god, Baby,” Justin panted. “Mmmmm, so good.”
JC
settled down hard on Justin’s cock, pushing it deeper and filling himself up.
He slowly rubbed his ass against Justin, relishing in the feel of his lover
inside him. After torturing Justin with small tantalizing movements, he started
bouncing painstakingly slow, barely moving, sliding up to the tip and gently
back down. JC straightened his long elegant body as his rhythm quickened.
Justin’s hands were rubbing up and down trailing over burning abs, over harden
nipples and back down the sides, soothing precariously around JC’s erection
but never touching it.
Justin
was becoming impatient and placed his hands on JC’s ribs forcing the older
man’s pace faster. The young man’s cock slipped out during their hasty
movements, and Justin secured the hypnotic hips until he could again reenter JC.
Head
tipped back, licking lips, JC moaned upon feeling Justin penetrate him for a
third time. He instantly picked up the harsh movement, while his lover soothed
his muscled thighs. With hands on slender hips, Justin met JC’s downward
momentum with a small thrust up, completely filling the brunette. JC’s motions
altered; instead of bouncing he started rolling his lower body slowly, keeping
the hard phallus deep within him. “Unnn…mmm..um…un…un….unnnnn.” JC
grasped his weeping cock and started fondling it.
“Hey…ummm…unn…I,”
Justin threw his head back as he tried concentrating on his lover’s pleasure.
He reached his hand around and took over, allowing JC to use the hand for
balance. Justin used his free hand to continue the rhythm on JC’s engorged
pulsating cock, encouraging the brunette to move faster. JC obliged, speeding up
the pace, trying desperately for release. Justin moved his hand from the aching
cock and smoothed it over a taut body. Pinching nipples and pushing hips down
impossibly harder, he attempted to help guide his lover toward orgasm. The
brunette’s hand once more traveled toward his abandoned erection, but Justin
intercepted and administered the stimulation.
JC’s
body tightened, his cadence faltered as his body readied itself for a second
more powerful orgasm. Hands white knuckled around the arms of the chair, he
whimpered moving very slowly. “Jus…sss, I ca..ummm, can’t.” Justin
placed his hands upon JC’s hips and eased the brunette’s efforts; needing
the constant movement for his release he surged his own hips upward. The younger
man again grabbed JC’s tortured member, pumping harder and faster, he felt his
boyfriend’s dominance falter. Justin took advantage by rocking his hips up
into the hot crevice, aggressively. JC’s head snapped back upon feeling both
areas energetically stimulated, Justin rammed the tight hole harder.
The
brunette’s body collapsed back against Justin’s shoulder as the blond
continued bring his lover’s body to climax. As Justin established his
dominance, he kissed JC’s neck and shoulder. JC’s body went rigid. He chest
heaved harder and faster, but no sound came out. His eyes were shut, mouth wide
open as he finally quietly released unto Justin’s hand and thighs.
Justin
continued milking JC’s cock spreading cum over a firm stomach. JC’s entire
lithe form was braced against Justin, all dominance drained, Justin decided to
quicken his pace within his boyfriend’s body. The blond used his free hand to
sooth his lover, running over muscular abs, chest and thighs, while placing
small kisses on JC’s side just under his armpit and down his ribcage. Justin
looked down JC’s body and watched as his boyfriend’s cock bounced
uninhibited with every thrust he made. He could not help his reaction toward the
sight; reaching down he grabbed JC’s tender over stimulated cock and stroked
it, massaged it.
“Unnn…Jus…mmm,”
JC stared at his lover’s hand working him once more. “I…unn…,” his
head lolled on Justin’s shoulder as the blond rammed against his extremely
sensitive and still quivering prostate.
“Un…un…hmmm…yea..yeah.
I wan…wanna make…ummm …you cum…again.” Justin moaned. “I…show
you…how…ow much…love you.”
“Mmmm…,”
JC purred into the side of Justin’s neck; licking and biting at it. JC’s
hands gripped Justin thighs as he lover continued the duel onslaught.
Justin
slowly reached a free hand down the side of the chair, pulling a lever and
tipping the chair back until he was lying horizontal. JC’s sex weary body
followed the motions easily allowing Justin to pull him tight against his chest.
The blond maneuvered his legs underneath JC’s and over the top of the arms
spreading his thighs wide and feeling JC’s body lie flush with his. His hands
running over hot skin as he surged his hips up.
After
only a few more minutes, Justin’s body was ready to give. His head went back
as he felt the familiar tingling travel from his toes and up his spine.
Justin’s white-hot orgasm hit him without much warning as he pumped his seed
deep inside JC.
When
he settled back down from his release he felt a sticky substance on his hand. He
turned his head sideways and tilted it up; peering down JC’s slender body he
noticed his boyfriend had had his third orgasm. He smiled knowing that it had
not taken much in order for JC to release again with his body as hypersensitive
as it was.
“Baby,”
he softly petted the side of JC’s face.
“Hmm…”
he purred.
“Isn’t
makeup sex the best?”
Barely
conscious JC answered, “No.”
Justin
sat up a little, still deep inside JC. “What do you mean, no?”
The
brunette opened his eyes and turned his head toward Justin. Blinking his eyes,
he exhaustedly replied, “Makeup sex isn’t the best.” He yawned wiggling
his hips, eliciting a moan. “Makeup sex in the makeup room in the makeup chair
is the best.” He heard Justin chuckle and felt warm hands on his stomach as he
drifted into a much-needed sleep.
The end