JC opens the door and walks
into his and Justin’s house. The brunette has been in Los Angeles recording
part of his debut album for the better part of a week and he missed his
boyfriend. Thoughts of them making lover enters JC’s mind as he casually walks
into the sparsely decorated kitchen in search of Justin. Upon entering the room,
the brunette finds a note scrawled in the blonde’s handwriting lying on the
counter. JC places his coat on the counter and sets his luggage on the floor. He
picks up the note; reading quietly out loud.
Baby, (JC smiles)
I’m in the theatre. Come on
in when you get a chance.
Love,
Justin
P.S. That god-forsaken vanity
arrived yesterday. It’s up in our room.
JC nearly laughs at the short
note when he reads about the vanity. Ever since the older man custom ordered it,
Justin has been complaining about the size of it. He sets the note back down on
the kitchen counter and saunters toward the theatre room. The entire way, he is
thinking of the various things he and his curly haired lover are going to do
once they are in bed. JC walks into the theatre and his ears are assailed with
laughter. The lights are turned off; the only illumination is coming from the
large video monitor, which has Justin’s favorite video game playing on it. JC
notices, however, that Justin is not by himself, and JC hopes the guest
doesn’t throw a wrench into JC’s plans of making love with Justin.
“Justin?”
Justin’s head spins quickly
around and then back barely acknowledging JC’s question, “Hey, babe.
You’re home early.” Justin grunts as his character dies on the screen.
“Damn it.”
“Hey, JC how was your
flight?” Chris asks.
“Hey… ummm fine,” JC
pauses, “Ummm…J?”
“What’s up C?” JC
casually walks around the baby blue leather couch and stands beside Justin.
Justin briefly looks up at the brunette noticing the large bulge in JC’s
jeans. “What?”
“Well, I thought…”
“Oh…before I forget. That
huge ass mother fucking vanity is up in the room.” Justin’s attention moves
back toward the game. “Would ya do something with that thing?”
JC smiles, “Justin, it’s
not that big.”
“The hell it isn’t, and
we really didn’t need something THAT big.” Justin turns his head addressing
the oldest brunette. “You should see this hideous thing, Chris.”
JC’s smile fades upon
hearing his boyfriend’s words about the custom made vanity. Chris notices as
he waits his turn to play the game. “What does it look like JC?”
“Ummm…well, it is fairly
large,” JC began excitedly smile returning. “But it’s not like a regular
vanity.”
“I’ll say it isn’t.”
“Justin shut up and let JC
finish.”
The younger brunette steps
closer and in front of Justin’s view of the T.V. Justin explodes. “JC! Get
the fuck out of the way. I’m trying to play here.”
JC jumps at the ferocity in
his lover’s voice and turns toward him. “Oh, I…sorry.” The scorned man continues across the area until he is near Chris. He
continues describing the new vanity. “The vanity, Chris, isn’t straight
across like most of them. This one is actually angled, kinda like a mix between
the old style and the modern one. The mirrors allow you to see all aspects
because they curve around you. It’s really cool.”
“Sounds cool.”
“You’re just being nice,
Chris,” Justin says. When you get a chance to see it, you’ll be able to tell
C how you really feel about it.”
JC strolls in the direction
of Justin and sits on his lap. “What’s your problem anyway?” the brunette
asks as he leans in for a welcome home kiss.
“JC, stop.” Justin leans
away and looks around JC at the screen.
JC ignores Justin’s comment,
“Come on, sugah. Let’s go upstairs and make up for lost time.”
“C, I’m not kidding, get
out of the way.”
JC abruptly stands up. Justin
sighs and pauses the game knowing there would be an impending argument. “What
the fuck do you mean ‘JC get out of the way,’” The brunette places his
hands upon his hips waiting for an answer but none comes. “I’ve been gone a
whole week and it was a very very long week. Is it so wrong for me to want to
make love to you?”
“Whoa, TMIF. I’m outta
here. You love birds have fun.”
“It is when I’m busy
doing something else,” Justin answers. “Still in the way, baby.”
“Don’t fucking baby me. I
just want to make love with my boyfriend. ” JC’s hands are moving fast as he
yells at Justin. “Is that fucking game more important then me?”
Chris, taking JC’s
statement as his cue leave, starts to get up off the couch but is startled back,
“No,” Justin yells. “Chris, sit. We’re playing a game here. If anyone
should leave the room its C.”
“Justin?”
“You can wait. I don’t
want to make love with you right now, okay. I’ve got company.”
“I’ve waited for nearly a
week, Justin. I’m horny and I want you.”
“Well, JC if you’ve
waited a week, then two more hours shouldn’t bother you. You can use that time
to organize and situate that fucking vanity that you so desperately needed.”
JC’s eyes became watery,
but Justin could not see them because his face is shadowed and hidden by the
video game behind him. “Fuck you,” he whispers and turns his head to the
side, arms crossing his chest.
“What did you say?”
Justin’s softly asks looking up at JC.
The brunette moves his gaze,
now staring fully into Justin’s eyes. “Fuck you,” JC screams.
Justin quickly stands up and
drops the controller onto the floor. He grabs JC’s wrist and pulls the smaller
man close. “Don’t…don’t say that, baby,” he shakes the brunette a
little. “Don’t be angry. I’ll be up in a couple of hours, okay.” Justin
reaches a hand up and brushes a strand of hair from JC’s face. “We can make
love then.”
“I don’t want to wait.
I’ve waited too long now. I need you.” JC’s peers up into Justin’s blue
eyes nearly begging, “Please. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed you so much.”
“JC you’re not being
fair. I haven’t seen Chris in a month and I want to spend some time with him.”
The blond notices the tear running down his lover’s cheek. “Oh baby. I’m
sorry I made you cry. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I’m sorry.” Justin
cups JC’s face in one hand and gently tips it back. He carefully lowers his
lips to JC’s and softly kisses him. “I promise, baby. Two hours and I’ll
be upstairs and we can make love.”
JC removes his face from
Justin’s tender caresses and whispers, “Whatever, Justin.” He looks over
Justin’s shoulder toward Chris. “It’s nice seeing you again, Chris. I
guess you can see where I rank… have fun.” The brunette turns and rushes out
of the room.
Justin sits back down on the
couch next to Chris, “Well, that went well,” Chris says.
“He’ll be all right.
He’s horny. I’ll make it up to him.”
“I’m sure you will. Now
where were we?”
JC walks up the stairs, down
the darkened hallway and into his room. The first thing he notices is the large
vanity, which is sitting along the wall near their closet. He smiles at the
sight. JC continues forward into the room and in the direction of the vanity to
examine it. Upon reaching it, he lays his hands on top of it, smoothing them
over the surface. He is extremely happy that it turned out just as he had
envisioned. The vanity is indeed large in stature, like Justin said, but it had
been purposely designed that way to accommodate both their things. JC admires
the mahogany vanity some more. The top middle space is nearly as wide and long
as a twin size bed, and the height of the section only reaches the middle of
JC’s thighs. The two sides are slightly higher then the center and are curved.
Three separate mirrors follow the contours of the massive vanity allowing for
multiple views. After inspecting the vanity carefully, JC turns toward the king
size bed and realizes the contents from the old vanity are lying haphazardly
upon it. The man runs his hands through his hair and sighs staring at the mess
his lover made. JC decides, before starting on the pile of cloths, he needs to
take a shower first.
Forty-five minutes later, JC
steps out of the shower, toweling his body dry. He walks out of the bathroom and
toward the bed naked. He drops the towel on the floor and begins sorting through
the clothes that had been left for him to take care of. The brunette folds their
underwear and neatly places them within the right hand draw of the new vanity.
As he began working on matching their socks, one of the socks rolls off the bed,
creating a loud clattering noise. JC quickly jumps back, startled by the sound.
When he notices which sock fell onto the floor, he smiles. Well, if I can’t
get Justin to satisfy my needs, I guess I’ll do it myself. He bends down
and picks the heavy sock up off the floor. He dumps the contents onto the bed
and stares at them. It is their dildos, which JC has not used since he has been
with Justin, nearly a year. The brunette stares at the hard black objects now
resting in his hands. The one JC used is slender and smooth while Justin’s is
quite the opposite, and the older man shudders at the thought of the huge dildo
with the three large bulbous ridges working inside his tight body.
His thoughts cloud with
visions of Justin using the hard phallus on himself, working his body hard and
unrelenting until he climaxes. JC’s body quivers again as he looks at himself
in the large exposing mirrors and then back down at the dildos. An idea trips
into his mind. I wonder what Justin sees when I masturbate for him. What do I
look like when he’s inside me? Maybe he doesn’t like what he sees. I need to
know. JC’s gaze returns to the mirror. He sets the larger dildo down on
the bed, removes the lube from the nightstand and walks to the enormous piece of
furniture. JC sits down in the plush armed chair staring at his naked body. The
older man places the black dildo and the lubrication on the top of the vanity at
his left. He then scoots up to the edge of the chair and reaches his fingertips
forward, touching his reflection. Tracing the bridge of his nose, down his
cheekbone to the full of his lips JC thinks, I am ugly. My nose is too big
and my cheekbones to sharp. No wonder he doesn’t want me anymore. I wouldn’t
want me either.
JC leans back in the chair
disgusted with his self, leaving his ass hanging somewhat off the edge. He turns
his head left and glances at the items he placed there. Without hesitation, JC
grabs the lubricant. He clutches it in his hand and unscrews the top. The
brunette globs the greasy substance onto his awaiting fingers. Then he hitches
his legs over the arms of the chair and teasingly rubs his own opening dipping a
finger inside. The sensation left him slightly breathless as his hips lurched
up. He relaxes his tense body and probes deeper inside himself with two fingers
stretching the outer ring. After a few minutes of finger fucking, JC finally
reaches for the slender dildo. He slides the two slippery fingers out and rubs
them on the fake phallus. The brunette sets the hard plastic on his stomach
while he obtains more lube. He spreads the lube up and down the shaft making
sure he covers the entire length, and then places the slicked up phallus at his
entrance lifting his hips up in reaction to the cool contrast. He slowly gently
presses the dildo into the slick and stretched pucker and it slides easily into
his body. “Unnn…” he moans. He begins a slow and sensuous pace, relishing
the feel of something deep inside him. He closes his eyes and continues moving
the unyielding cock into his body, rolling his hips with each thrust of the
dildo. “Uhhh…god…Justin.”
Justin and Chris finish their
game earlier than anticipated. “Chris, you haven’t been practicing have you.
Otherwise, our game wouldn’t be over.”
“No,” Chris confesses,
“I evidently don’t have as much time as you do.” Chris laughs, “However,
I don’t know how that could be true, with that hot boyfriend of yours running
around your pad.”
“Yeah, and don’t I know
it. It’s like fucking non-stop romper room.”
“And how’s that a bad
thing?”
“Oh, believe me. It’s
not.”
Chris turns his gaze at
Justin, “He was pretty hot this afternoon, don’t ya think. I thought he was
gonna do you right then and there. What do you think he’s like now?”
“Hotter, hornier,” Justin
laughs. “Madder than hell, cuz I left him like that.”
Chris laughs, “Yeah, good
luck with that one.” The older man sets his controller down on the table and
sighs. “Well, I guess I better get going. Me and Lance have a night on the
town planned.”
“Really?” Justin winks.
“Yeah, really. Now if you
would kindly show me out.”
“Whatever. Come on elf
man.”
The two friends walk out of
the theatre and toward the front door, passing through the kitchen. Justin
notices JC’s coat spread across the counter and his luggage still resting on
the floor. He dropped everything when he saw my letter, Justin thinks. I’ll
pick his stuff up for him on my way back through. Justin opens the door for
Chris and lets him out. “Well, I guess I’ll see you sometime next week. K,
Chris.”
“Yeah, sounds like a plan
and if all goes well, maybe we could make it a double date, eh.”
“For sure, JC will be happy
to hear about that.”
“Make sure he knows, K. I
don’t want him to think he is out of the loop.”
“I will. See ya.”
“Bye.”
Justin closes the door behind
his friend and makes his way back into the kitchen. He snags the luggage and
JC’s coat and carries them up the stairs. Upon reaching the top of the stairs
Justin hears a soft groan that crescendos into a loud cry “Jus…sss…tin.”
What the hell? Justin drops the items he is carrying and runs toward his
and JC’s room. He is stopped dead in his tracks upon entering. His body
explodes with intense emotions as he witness his lover fucking himself, hard. He
stands and watches as JC bounces his body up and down in a chair with one hand
braced against the edge of the vanity. JC’s head is curled toward his chest in
concentration; hand pumping erratically on his cock. Sweat is glimmering down
the brunette’s entire body indicating he had been working his self for a while.
Justin checks out ever angle in the mirrors surrounding his lover. As JC rises
up the blond catches a glimpse of the black phallus, braced against the chair,
penetrating JC. Oh, hell no. Justin strides across the room, “Oh, hell
no,” Justin yells out loud.
The brunette’s head snaps
up upon hearing his lover’s voice. He sees Justin’s image in the mirror
storming toward him. JC slows his movements; eyes wide as if he was just caught
making love to another man. Their eyes meet.
“What the hell, JC?” the
blond screams. “You fucking couldn’t wait two hours. I can’t believe you.”
JC moves slightly pushing the
dildo against his prostrate. He rolls his hips in pleasure and moans. With half
closed eyes he stares at Justin through the reflecting surface. “Don’t
…” he licks his lips lewdly, “don’t be…uhhh…. Mad,” JC pleads.
The blond walks toward the
bed and grabs something off it. He then comes up behind his lover and straddles
the chair arms. Justin pulls his sweaty boyfriend against his covered chest and
kisses the back of his wet locks. “Baby,” Justin slides his hands down the
front of JC’s sleek chest and rests them next to the brunette’s throbbing
erection. His anger dissipates the more he stares at and feels JC and his
aroused state. JC’s head tips back onto Justin’s shoulder and hips thrust
forward in response to Justin’s touch. The blond nips the exposed neck and
runs his tongue up to the brunette’s ear. “Baby, I told you I would be
up.”
“I…I…”
“Why’d ya start without
me, C? Hmmm.” Justin purrs into JC’s ear.
“Want..ed to know why,”
JC swallows deeply and runs his tongue around his lips, “….you didn’t
w..w..want me.” JC shifts closer toward Justin’s chest moving the dildo,
which is still deep inside him, once more into his prostrate.
“What?” Justin gaze
travels up JC’s image, admiring his boyfriend’s body. “What makes you
think I wouldn’t want you?”
“Cuz…you… you told me
to… to go away. I… wanted,” JC pauses regaining his composure, “to know…
what it was about me…you didn’t like or why …you didn’t want to…to
make love.” JC’s closes his eyes as they fill with tears.
“So by watching yourself
you thought you could determine why I didn’t want to make love,” Justin
surmised.
The brunette nodded his head.
“No, baby. I love you.
I’ll always want you.”
JC nodded his head for a
second time; eyes still closed.
“I’ll show you how much I
love you. However, you’re a little further ahead than I am. I’m gonna need
to catch up.” Justin removes one of his hands from JC’s hips and reaches in
his pocket. He pulls out the item he snatched up from the bed, his cock ring.
The blond reaches in front of JC again and places the cool band under and around
JC’s balls and then attaches the second ring around the base of his boyfriends
cock. Beautiful, Justin thinks as he runs his hands down parted quivering
thighs.
“Unnnn…Jus…tin.”
The young lover presses JC
forward and grabs one of the brunette’s hands. He places JC’s hand onto the
dildo and whispers, “Keep it in there. I’m not done with it.” The brunette
obediently holds the black phallus inside him. Justin nudges JC’s body forward
and slips off the chair. Then he kicks the chair away from them giving the
couple more space. He backs slightly away from JC, “Look at me,” he commands.
JC lifts his head up and stares at Justin in the mirror. The blond lover begins
slowly methodically stripping his clothes off his tight body. “Fuck yourself,
baby.” JC whimpers. “I wanna watch you fuck yourself while you watch me
undress.” Unquestioningly, JC begins rotating his wrist unhurriedly moving the
object within him. “That’s it, yeah, stick that dick up your tight ass.
Harder baby. Harder.”
JC forcefully pushes the
dildo in and out of his body, the entire time watching with hooded eyes his
lover undress. The blond stares at his boyfriend’s fervent body as he pulls
off the final article of clothing; completely naked he walks up behind JC.
“Stop.” The brunette’s motions halt and he rests his forehead onto the
vanity surface breathing heavily.
“Jus…tin… let me…let
me cum.” JC pants. “Plea..ssssee.”
Justin answers by removing
JC’s hand from the phallus and forcefully pulling the dildo out setting the
wet object next to them. He places his clammy hands on JC’s narrow hips and
turns the smaller man’s body around facing him. Justin pulls his boyfriend
against his chest and engulfs his mouth for a short passionate kiss. He backs
the brunette up, “Get up.” JC quickly sits up, aided by Justin, onto the
vanity per the instructions. The older man’s shoulders are pressed against the
mirror bent in an odd angle, and his hips are even with the edge of the vanity.
“Spread your legs, baby.” With JC’s legs now spread eagle Justin picks up
the dildo and rams it into JC’s body. The brunette arches his back at the
intrusion and causes the mirror board to creek. Justin climbs up with the
brunette turning his body so his back is facing JC. The blond pushes his ass in
JC’s face, “Lick it.” The older lover’s tongue darts out and into the
cleft of Justin’s ass but only until he feels the blonde’s mouth wrap around
his harnessed cock.
JC turns his head overwhelmed
with sensation and is barely able to speak, “I…I…cum.”
“We cum together, C,” Justin answers around the
enlarged purplish cock. When he moves back down JC’s swollen member he flicks
his wrist and pushes on the dildo. JC screams. Justin smiles. He sits up and
focuses on just the dildo. Aggressively driving the item hard and pulling it out
slowly, Justin fucks JC. The blonde’s pace quickens with short bursts until he
is finally pleased with the results. He rips the dildo out and throws it across
the room. Justin crawls off JC and paces.
JC is trying to calm down,
but is having an extremely difficult time. His body is humming with pleasure and
he does not want it to stop. He missed this while he was gone. “More,” he
barely is able to whisper.
Justin stops his pacing and
stares at the quaking body before him on the vanity. God, he’s so beautiful.
The blond straddles the stung out man and places his weeping erection onto the
brunette’s lips. “Suck it.” JC opens his mouth as Justin thrusts his hips
forward. “Take it, baby. Suck it hard.” Justin looks down at JC’s working
mouth and tongue, “yeah…mmmmm…like that.” He turns his gaze to the side
and is greeted with a different angle, “Holy shit.” His hips pump faster as
he watches JC’s mouth swell and hollow while sucking his cock. Justin throws
his head back and fucks harshly into the searing moist chamber. When the blond
lead reaches his tolerance point he pulls free from JC’s suction and climbs
off allowing his lover some time to calm down as well.
Justin smoothes his hand
across JC chest watching his lover writhe. He leans in and whispers caressingly
in the older man’s ear, “Turn over.” JC begins rolling over but is stopped
by the younger man. “No, up here.” The brunette climbs up onto the vanity
and turns his body lengthwise. JC lays with elbows bent, arches his back and he
spreads his legs as wide as he can, offering his ass to Justin. “Yeah, baby,
like that,” Justin coos. The blond kneels behind JC and places one leg up and
over a hip resting his foot near the center mirror. Their eyes meet in an angled
one in front of JC. Justin places a hand on his lover’s back petting him. “Ready?”
JC rests his head on his shaky forearms and nods. The young lover grabs his cock
at the base, the other firmly holding a hip, and carefully aligns his dick with
JC’s entrance afraid he may hurt him due to the odd angle. He wipes the tip of
his erection against the puckered hole and surges forward.
JC’s arms collapse. His
face is flush with the vanity’s surface, turned facing the mirror. He closes
his eyes and moans as Justin pounds into him, whom is watching his cock being
swallowed by JC’s ass in the mirror. He hears the hot wet slapping noises
echoing throughout the room. The brunette grabs onto the edge; trying his best
to keep from sliding away from Justin’s mind-numbing thrusts. In a short
amount of time, JC is taken to the brink of orgasm and he is unable to handle
the sensation that is ripping through his body. “Unnnn…ple… pleasssssse…let…un…
uh…me.” JC’s eyes are watering, body undulating, skin burning hot. “Mmmmmm,”
he mewls.
Seeing JC’s distress in his
reflection Justin pulls out and gets off the vanity. He helps JC roll over and
rubs his stomach relaxingly. As he calms his hypersensitive boyfriend, Justin
notices his dildo on the bed. He looks back at JC and then again at the fake
phallus. The blond leaves the writhing JC and saunters over toward the bed,
picking up the item. Justin begins stroking his hardened member as he envisions
thrusting the enormous phallus into his lover. He turns and heads back. The
young lover lifts his gaze toward JC and realizes the brunette is taking off the
cock ring. Justin rushes over and places his hand over the top of JC’s.
“No, baby. I’m not done.”
Justin leans in and kisses his boyfriend tenderly. “I want to cum with you. I
want you to know how much I want you, need you.” He kisses his lover again.
“Please, let me show you.”
JC releases his hold on the
cock ring and rubs his hands up his flat anxious stomach. “O… Okay, suh…sugah.”
JC’s pants are slowing down and he opens his eyes and stares. “K.” He
lifts his weary arm and places his hand behind Justin’s neck and pulls himself
up for a kiss. Justin meets him half way. The searing kiss helps relax the
wanton JC. When Justin feels JC’s submission he pulls his lover up and off the
vanity on unsteady legs. While petting his hip encouragingly, the blond turns JC
around, bending him over the top of the vanity. The brunette once again found
his face near the mirror as he waited for Justin’s next move.
“Watch me.” JC’s eyes
focus on the blonde’s image. He moans when he sees his boyfriend stick the tip
of the large triple notched dildo in his mouth. Justin sucks hard on the phallus
and runs his tongue over the first bulge. JC whimpers as the vision from earlier
on revisits his mind, Justin is gonna fuck me with that monster.
Justin adds lubricant to the
dildo and kneels down behind his lover’s buckling legs. He places the larger
more menacing black bulbous dildo against JC’s quiver puckered hole. The dildo
is much larger than Justin both in size and length. Justin teases the brunette
by stroking the enlarged entrance with the tip. JC’s body is quivering and
shudders with anticipation and Justin soothes his large hand on the small of
JC’s back. The blond gently begins moving the dildo in a circular pattern,
working the huge tip inside the tense body. He waits.
“Are you ready, baby?”
Justin asks as he continues stroking the brunette.
“Mmmm… ,” JC moves his
hips back encouragingly, “fuck yeah.” Their eyes meet in the reflecting
surface. JC’s eyes are telling Justin all he needs to know in order to
continue.
Justin twists the fake
phallus like he would a combination lock, first in one direction and then the
other, into the burning hole. As the first ball passes the tight wall, JC’s
rigid body surges forward into the vanity jiggling the mirror. The brunette pets
the smooth surface seeking some sort of hold.
“Whoa, baby. Easy, yeah,
that’s it.” Justin encourages. The younger man still watches his lover in
the mirror, determining whether or not he should continue. When his boyfriend
recovers from the sensation, he removes his wondering hand placing it along side
the other and rotates and swivels the dildo stretching JC. “That feel good,
C?” the blond asks. JC moans passionately in response; his ass presses
provokingly back against the probing object.
The blond playfully slaps the
bottom of the protruding dildo, moving it around in a crisscross pattern. JC’s
hips move with Justin’s ministrations. The younger lover places his hand on
the supple mound in front of him, squeezing and soothing the highly aroused and
responsive skin. He then slaps the ass hard leaving an imprint, marring perfect
flesh. JC hisses and once more lunges forward banging his shoulder into the
mirror. The younger man returns the hand back to the fake phallus, rotating and
turning it. Accented by a loud cry, the second ball, which is larger than the
first, finally slides in.
“Ummm….unnn,” JC moans
as his breathing becomes more labored.
Once more Justin soothes JC
placing a reassuring hand on his sweaty taut back, while the heel of his other
hand is busy forcing the third ball deep inside until the hand is nearly flush
with JC’s ass.
“Oh, ah, God,” JC
whimpers. He reaches between his spread legs and grabs his cock firmly. His hand
slides up and down his bound erection while Justin continues working his body
with the enormous dildo. “Uh… un…”
Justin’s kneels for a
second time behind JC. He vigorously drives the dildo, both thumbs pressing on
the base, into his lover. Simultaneously rubbing his knuckles against the
perineum, heightening the level of pleasure his lover is experiencing.
“Mmmmm…,” JC sobs as his body accepts the entire length of the black
phallus.
“Yeah, that’s it. Take
that cock, baby. Let me bury it deep. Yeah, ” Justin says and reaches down and
strokes his own neglected erection.
JC’s hips are moving
counter point to Justin’s movements. The blond twists the phallus unbelievably
deeper, but is still not satisfied with the amount within his lover. He releases
his grip from his cock and wraps his arm around JC’s slim waist, standing up.
Justin pulls the lithe hips backward as he shoves the dildo further inside the
brunette.
“Ummmmm…Ahhhhh,” JC
screams and curls his head into his chest. He braces his forearms upon the
vanity, supporting his weight upon it. When he rolls his body his weary arms
once again give out forcing his body flush against the surface. The brunette
struggles to get up searching desperately for his balance.
“A bit more, baby. Push,”
Justin pants and turns his head looking at their reflection. The blond pauses
his actions for a brief moment. He takes one hand and presses firmly upon the
trapped object and the other laces into dampened curls. Justin pulls JC’s head
back until the brunette’s gaze is also seen in the mirror. “Look. JC. Look
at you.” He leans his head down toward an exposed ear. “Look how strung out
and needy your are.” The blond turns his head once more and stares into JC’s
passion-filled eyes. “Do you think you could do this to yourself? Huh, baby.
Nobody can get you like this but me.”
Justin accentuates his
statements by pushing the dildo extremely hard causing JC’s body to ungulate,
with the sudden intrusion, forward. The younger man returns both hands to the
base of the dildo; still buried deep and twists it. As JC’s body moves along
with Justin’s the blond wraps an arm around JC’s leg and pulls the writhing
body. The heel of young lover’s hand is pressing harder and pumping faster
into JC with short bursts only allowing a small amount of the phallus to leave
JC’s hot cavern.
“Ummm…Jus…tin…”
“Come on…all the way.”
Justin's voice shakes as he stands up and leans into the dildo, “Push down on
it, baby… yeah, there you go baby,” he continues grunting in appreciation of
what is in front of his eyes. Justin then twists the dildo almost viciously as
the hard unyielding phallus brutally rubs JC’s prostate.
“Yess…Unn..uhh,” JC’s
head snaps up and body thrusts back hard as he loses his balance once again.
Justin finally satisfied with
his actions quickly removes the dildo with a loud pop, pulling the tender edges
of the puckered hole. JC gasps at the sudden lose. The brunette is breathing
hard, body still humming. He tries desperately catching his breath and stands
slowly carefully up; legs wobbling like a newborn colt. His hands are placed on
the edge of the vanity seeking purchase and balance.
JC becomes aware of
Justin’s heated stare in the mirror and knows Justin is not quite finished
with him. The blond notices JC’s hooded gaze and approaches the stoked up
brunette with his cock pressed hard against his abs. Once behind JC, he places
his hands onto the smaller man’s shaking shoulder and forces JC back onto the
vanity. He roughly grabs JC’s thighs and bends his knees leveling his
painfully hard erection with JC’s redden hole. He rubs his straining cock in
JC’s ass cheeks and rolls his hips forward brushing softly into JC’s
entrance. He wantonly grabs the older man’s trim hips and guides them back
into him just as he pushes himself up from his slightly crouched position. The
combined movement allows the blonde’s cock to easily slide into his stretched
lover.
Justin bangs his erection
into JC, hard and fast. Fucking JC with his dildo made Justin incredibly hot and
turned on and it shows by the amount of force he is using. He again watches
himself enter and withdraw from his lover’s body and it nearly sends him over
the edge as is body tightens. Justin freezes his movements when he notices JC
with tears in his eyes. “Baby?” Justin leans down and breathes in his ear.
“What is it?”
“Ple…zee. I…can’t…ummm…take
it.” JC pants. Justin setting his pleasure aside pulls out of JC. He again
helps JC up and turns him around. JC’s head lolls onto Justin’s shoulder.
“Tak…take it…off,” the brunette whispers.
Justin leans JC against the
vanity and moves toward the bed. He grabs the covers and wraps the items into it
and pushes it onto the floor, effectively clearing off the bed. The blond
hurries back over to JC and lifts him up carrying him to the bed. He carefully
lays his boyfriend on the king size mattress and nuzzles his neck. Justin’s
need is returning to the surface as he inhales the smell of JC’s sex. He
trails sloppy kisses down the vulnerable smooth skin until he feels JC’s
erection hit his chin. The brunette hisses and arches his back further into the
bed. Justin cautiously removes the ring from JC’s overly sensitive cock and
sacs. Even before the brunette could react, Justin engulfs the rigid phallus. JC
places his hands upon Justin’s shoulder as he drives his hips deep into his
lover’s mouth. It only takes three strokes. JC’s body tightens; breathing is
irregular and his head is tilted back into the pillow with his mouth open. He
screams as his body explodes into Justin’s waiting mouth his hips bucking
wildly. The blond swallows all he can.
“Ummmmm…uhhh…,” JC
pants, vision fading and hips still pumping into his lover’s mouth.
Justin allows the limp
phallus to fall from his mouth and he feverishly begins jacking his own erection.
The blond moves up the older man’s exhausted body, which is still trembling
from his ordeal.
“Baby, that was…that was
awesome.” Justin moves in and captures pliant lips pushing his tongue deep;
fist still drawing out his own release.
“Ummmmm…” JC moans,
tasting himself in the kiss.
“Baby…I’m…” white
flashes stole Justin’s vision as his sudden orgasm takes hold of his body. The
hot creamy stream unleashes from his body and lands on the worn out man’s
smaller frame.
“Mmmmm…”
Justin opens his eyes. He
looks across the room toward the vanity, which is now displaying three different
views repeatedly in the mirrors surface. The blond unconsciously rubs his cum
over JC’s stretched tight stomach, swirling his finger in the brunette’s
navel.
“Hey, baby?” Justin asks.
“Hmmmm,” JC responds with
the only coherent words available; eyes still closed.
“Do you forgive me for this
afternoon?” JC nods his head. “And have I told you,” Justin licks the
sweat off the side of JC’s face, “how much I love our new vanity.”
JC sighs, which is all he
could muster for a laugh, as his eyes flutter open. He turns his head, facing
Justin’s wide and knowing grin and crystal blue gaze. JC smiles. “Me too,”
he whispers and curls into Justin’s warm flush body and sleeps.
The end