The vanity


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



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