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Title: Smile Like You Mean it 5
Pairing: Julian/Brandon
Rating: NC-17
AN: Nope, no summary for you, you have to read it!
Smile Like You Mean it - Part 5
Julian stepped out of the shower to an empty apartment. Although he’s technically used to that, it still felt weird. He felt like Brandon had almost become a permanent fixture already. As strange as it seemed. The guy was really growing on him. He put an Undertones album in while he got ready. He figured he would fill the void with music. He’s done it several times before and it had worked. Why fix something that’s not broken?
He danced around to the music with abandon. Still naked, but who cared. Not him. He got dressed while he started singing. He tried to imitate Feargal’s Irish accent to the best of his ability but it came out all wrong. But it didn’t matter. He was alone. No one was there to make fun of him. He was having fun being alone. He almost forgot what it was like to be completely alone and he liked it very much. But sometimes he liked making a fool of himself in front of others. He thought Brandon would get a real kick out of him acting this way, dancing in the buff like he was. Maybe even be surprised to see this side of him. But even though he was still on Julian’s mind, he felt that he could probably handle at least one day without his new squeeze. Now, months at a time was another story entirely.
His mind wandered to where Brandon could’ve been at that moment. Probably making nice with some head honchos from the label, hating having to be there. He felt sorry for him but at the same time laughed at him. Poor bastard, Julian snickered to himself. “At least it’s not me”.
He downed a bottle of beer before even going to the party. It helped to take the edge off. Not that he was nervous or anything. At least that’s what he was telling himself. He always does that before going to a party. It was his little ritual.
He turned the stereo off and checked his watch before leaving. An hour late, oh that’s nothing new, he thought. Definitely not for him. He grabbed his keys and tucked them into his pocket, then locked and closed the door. He took his time walking downstairs and he leisurely walked to Nick’s apartment. No reason to over-exert himself. He loved New York City at night and he rarely took the time really enjoy it fully. He thought it would’ve been even better with Brandon by his side. Romantic. He lit up a cigarette and took it all in.
He got to Nick’s apartment building and started breathing heavily as he walked upstairs. Damn cigarettes, he thought. But as much as he hated how they affect him in this respect, he couldn’t give them up. They were too calming and God knows he has a lot of stress in his life. It was almost like a necessary evil. A quick fix of his problems.
He casually walked inside the unlocked door and into the apartment. He was immediately welcomed by Fab and Albert. “Hey buddy,” Fab greeted him warmly.
They both had enormous bright smiles plastered on their faces. He tried to pass it off as them being happily buzzed but something about it felt strange. “Yea, hey man. What’s up?” Albert asked, smiling even bigger, if that was possible.
Julian eyed them suspiciously but continued with their little charade to hopefully figure out what they were beaming about. “Um, I’m ok. Sorry but Brandon couldn’t make it.”
They both giggled to themselves and Fab straightened up quickly “No big deal. Um, we got a surprise for ya buddy.”
He knew it. They were acting so strangely, something had to be up. “Oh really?” He was even more curious than before.
“Yea,” Albert started with a huge grin, “Where…” He trailed off as he scoured the room for whatever it was that Julian was supposed to be surprised with. He walked up to Kat and moved her out of the way. He looked back at Julian and motioned to whatever it was with his arm extended, in the manner of a model showing off the car you just won.
He saw Nick and Amanda talking to… As soon as Julian saw him, like it was some bad movie, he looked over at Julian and their eyes locked on each other. Brandon had made it to the party. Brandon smiled as he saw the surprised look on Julian’s face.
Julian shoved through the small crowd and grabbed Brandon, pulling him in for a kiss. “What are you doing here, you bastard?” He laughed as he held Brandon’s face in his hands.
“Well… Nick called my cell saying you weren’t picking up your phone. He was wondering why you were late. So, I said I didn’t know but I asked him where his place was. I faked sick and here I am.”
“Ha, Nick knows better than that. I’m always late. But I owe ya one now, man.” He said winking at Nick. “What’re you gonna say when they ask where you were? Cuz you’re not going back tonight.”
“Really?” Brandon asked with his eyebrow raised, wondering what he had in mind.
“Not if I could help it.”
Brandon turned bright red. He wasn’t used to Julian flirting with him in public yet. Well, not necessarily in public but in front of other people. “I guess I’ll just tell them that you insisted on taking care of me.”
“I need a drink. This party is a lot more interesting than I thought it would be.” Julian said grabbing Brandon by the hand and pulling him into the kitchen.
Julian went into the fridge and grabbed a beer. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?” Julian asked him rhetorically. Brandon leaned on the counter and looked over at Julian as Julian used his shirt to aid him in popping off the cap to the beer. He let the cap fall to the floor and chugged a bit of the beer.
He set the bottle down on the counter and turned to Brandon. Julian pushed Brandon up onto the counter and rested between his legs, clamping his lips over his lover’s . Brandon quickly pulled away to Julian’s surprise. “Is this ok to be doing here?” Brandon asked suspiciously.
“Why not? These are all my friends. No media, no vultures. They’ve seen me with guys
before it’s no big deal…You’ve got to learn to loosen up and let me do the thinking.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Brandon said with a smirk.
Julian captured his lips with his own again. Sliding his tongue into Brandon’s slightly parted mouth and reveling in the taste, smell , and feel of him. He tasted like Peppermint Schnapps, minty with a slight sting of alcohol. He smelled like that cologne he likes to wear, musty and somewhat appealing. Julian hated unnatural smells on men or women. But something about his cologne was a lot nicer than most. And he felt…well, he just felt good, Julian thought.
Brandon’s fingers were tangled in Julian’s hair. Making little circles against his scalp, calming Julian although the kiss was staggering. Julian pressed his hands against Brandon’s lower back and pushed their bodies close together.
“Can’t you keep your hands off each other for 2 minutes?” Nick interrupted them.
Julian looked almost sleepily at the intruder. “Nope, I’d say we can’t.”
Nick smiled. “Why don’t you come back to the party?” He suggested.
“No, you can’t have him.” Julian shouted as he wrapped his arms around Brandon mock-protectively.
Julian felt Brandon laugh against him and then Brandon’s fingers in his hair again. “Come on, Juuuliaaaan. I was actually having some fun talking to your friends. I was having a good conversation about myself too.” Brandon was obviously more comfortable now that he knew he could be himself around Julian’s friends.
“Narcissist.” Julian practically spit on him as he pulled his head up to look at him.
“And you just looove that about me. I know.” He said kinda sing songy when he slid down off the counter, still trapped by Julian.
Julian could tell that Brandon was more than slightly buzzed because he wouldn’t really have talked like this if he wasn’t. Sure, he was a bit narcissistic but he never admitted it aloud. He was kind of like Julian, in that respect. He reluctantly let Brandon slip away but not without grabbing his ass as he exited the kitchen. Brandon looked back at Julian with sultry eyes. It didn’t help. It only left Julian wanting more. You couldn’t just look at someone that way without implying that you want them to chase after you. Obviously Brandon got flirty when he drank . Julian didn’t mind but…oh he didn’t want to think about anything tonight.
He walked back into the living room. He found Brandon on the couch, talking to Matt. Probably talking about the keyboard since Matt started dabbling with keyboards now. He walked over to Albert and Fab and they were beaming just like before. “So, how did you like your surprise?” Fab asked curiously.
“I loved it but…thanks to Nick I didn’t get to enjoy it very much.”
“Yea, he seems to have a habit of walking in at the worst moments.” Albert said, his smile fading.
Julian and Fab started laughing. “Yea, we heard about him catching you in the act.” Julian couldn’t help but bring it up. If he didn’t Fab surely would have.
“Hey, you’re lucky I like you,” Albert said, in a mock-threatening tone. And all three of them bust out laughing.
Julian had captured Brandon’s attention at one point in the night. Brandon had been talking to Nick and Amanda again and saw Julian out of the corner of his eye. Julian turned when he caught Brandon staring at him. Julian smiled drunkenly and winked at him, then turned back to his conversation. Brandon’s head was more than a little fuzzy and took the little gesture as I blatant sexual innuendo. He felt a tingling sensation in his groin and he knew what he wanted.
He casually staggered over to Julian and wrapped his arms around him as he pressed against his back. Julian tilted his head back as Brandon started whispering into Julian’s ear. “Let’s go Julesy….want you so bad.” Julian smelled vodka on his breath this time. Taking advantage of Amanda’s martinis no doubt. Perhaps a little too much. He felt Brandon’s hand travel down the front of his jeans.
Julian smiled at the guys. “Someone’s a bit feisty tonight. Just hold on a bit, honey.” Julian pulled him around to stand next to him and tried to steady himself on his already wobbly boyfriend. Brandon put his arm around Julian and rested his hand under Julian’s shirt, on his hip. He kept looking up at Julian dreamily.
As they continued talking, he noticed Brandon staring at him and looked back at him from time to time. Brandon leaned in to whisper to him again. “Please, Julian. I can’t stand it.”
Julian met his gaze and his eyes roamed over the needy expression on Brandon’s face. Eyebrows creased together, eyes heavy lidded, lips almost pouting. Julian leaned down and kissed his lips. “Ok, baby.”
****
They walked all the way back to Julian’s apartment. Just bidding some time to sober up a little. When they got to the apartment, Julian walked towards the bedroom and Brandon followed him silently. Julian pulled off his shirt and turned to Brandon to kiss him but it seemed that he was lost in thought. “Brandon, are you ok?” Brandon didn’t respond immediately, his eyes focused on the floor.
“Brandon? Hello? Are you ok?”
“Sorry. I’m great.” He seemed to snap out of it and gave Julian a look that could only describe as bedroom eyes. Julian wasn’t sure if he was serious, if his previous blank out was just zoning out from being drunk… damn, he thinks way more than a drunk man should ever possibly think when presented with a willing sex partner.
Brandon joined Julian, pulling his shirt off too. Julian slowly pulled him closer, his hands on Brandon’s hips and traveling down a bit to his ass. Brandon was ready to kiss him as Julian leaned in but he bypassed Brandon’s lips and whispered into his ear. “Lie down.”
Julian let him go at that and Brandon obeyed him, lying down on the bed.
Julian got onto the bed with him and his hands immediately worked at Brandon’s fly. Julian’s eyes were not on what he was doing but on Brandon’s eyes. Brandon could feel his breath quickened as he was mesmerized by Julian’s intense stare. Even when Julian pulled off Brandon’s pants and briefs, he didn’t break his eye contact with him.
Julian pushed Brandon’s legs up, then slid his hands down the inside of his thighs. Aside from making his skin tingle and his cock twitch with his touch, Julian’s stare was accelerating his heart beat. He felt like his heart was going to jump out of his chest. This wasn’t the first time Julian made him feel that way by just a stare. A simple look from Julian made Brandon’s heart beat faster and he wasn’t sure why.
Julian remembered that he left a few things from last night under the pillow. As he reached for them he got closer to Brandon’s face. Brandon tried to close the gap and get to Julian’s lips but Julian pulled just that fraction of an inch away. Brandon whimpered audibly at being denied that little contact that he needed so much. “Please, Julian. Kiss me.”
Julian smiled at him and reluctantly gave in. He knew that giving in to Brandon would make him lose some of his control over the situation but he didn’t care. He felt kinda guilty that Brandon wanted it so badly but he wasn’t giving it to him. He leaned back down and pressed his lips against Brandon’s eager ones. Brandon was very appreciative and showed that by how hungrily he kissed Julian back. Ravaging his mouth with his tongue and biting at this lip.
Julian pulled away laughing. “I don’t know whether to fuck you or feed you.” Brandon smiled fleetingly at Julian’s joke but grew impatient. Julian found Brandon’s weakness, what he could use against him. He smiled to himself as he slowly dragged a finger down Brandon’s neck, to his chest, and circling his nipple before rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. And although Brandon had been impatient, he was happy with what Julian was doing to him, probably for the simple fact that Julian was staring at him like before.
He lost himself in Julian’s eyes and almost didn’t notice what was happening to him. Until Julian slid his finger over the tip of Brandon’s cock. Brandon thrust his hips upward, whimpering at Julian’s teasing touch. Almost crying. Julian pulled his hand away and clicked his tongue at Brandon, shaking his head, scolding him like a mother would scold her child who was being naughty.
Julian got up off the bed and started removing his jeans slowly. Watching this was torture for Brandon, he just wanted it all off so they could fuck and get all this tension over with. But Julian purposely dragged out the motions in spite of him. Just to taunt him.
Brandon caught on quickly to Julian’s game and tried to be as patient as possible so that he would be a little quicker about getting to the good part. Brandon played the part of the aloof, “it doesn’t really matter if we do this or not” lover, just like Julian was. And while Julian began jerking himself off in front of Brandon, he just rolled his eyes and played disinterested even though he wanted to jump on Julian and wrap his lips around his cock and suck for dear life.
He didn’t waste much time with putting on the condom, spreading the lube, and preparing Brandon. He couldn’t wait any longer. He switched gears significantly. From unbelievably slow to hyper speed. Brandon was very happy with that. So much so that he didn’t care that it hurt when Julian started to slowly push into him, he was just glad that he was finally getting what he wanted.
Julian was all the way inside Brandon and that was when he started to feel the pain of something so big like Julian’s cock trying to force it’s way into such a small opening. He grasped Julian’s shoulders, to distract him from the pain and to make sure Julian didn’t move until he was ready.
Brandon loosened his grip on Julian’s shoulders so Julian took it as a sign to keep going. He pulled out of Brandon and quickly pushed back in causing a wave of pleasure to rush over Brandon’s body. Brandon verbally expressed the pleasure through sporadic moans and gasps of breath. As Julian pushed in and out of him faster and more rhythmically, his moans only got louder and louder and more frequent.
The thrusting became harder and rougher and Julian’s face showed signs of impending orgasm. Just a simple touch of his hand on Brandon’s cock sent Brandon over the edge, screaming out his release. Julian was just hanging by a thread until he felt Brandon’s muscles tighten around him as he came. Without any verbal warning, Julian came hard inside Brandon.
He was completely blissful. He was glowing. Brandon was still struggling with his breath and started talking to him. “Julian…that was amazing… I love you.”
Although he couldn’t quite hear Brandon over his own heavy breathing, somehow that last part rang clear like a large obtrusive church bell. Julian looked down at him, somewhat confused. That would be the only way to describe the look on his face.
“Wait….You…What did you say?”
Brandon, ever the deer in the headlights, gazed up at him. “Oh god, I didn’t… that came out wrong.” He laughed nervously and tried to explain it away. “I’m drunk and I just and an incredible orgasm. My brain is like toast. I’m surprised that’s the only strange thing I said all night.”
Julian looked away, clearing his throat. “I need…I just need to think.”
Julian got up off the bed, tossed the condom in a nearby waste basket and grabbed a pair of boxers off the floor. He pulled them on and walked out of the room. Brandon was beside himself. He pulled the blanket up over himself and curled up to the pillow that he held against his body. He promised himself that he wouldn’t cry but he broke his own promise as he felt the warm liquid roll down his cheek.
Pairing: Julian/Brandon
Rating: NC-17
AN: Nope, no summary for you, you have to read it!
Smile Like You Mean it - Part 5
Julian stepped out of the shower to an empty apartment. Although he’s technically used to that, it still felt weird. He felt like Brandon had almost become a permanent fixture already. As strange as it seemed. The guy was really growing on him. He put an Undertones album in while he got ready. He figured he would fill the void with music. He’s done it several times before and it had worked. Why fix something that’s not broken?
He danced around to the music with abandon. Still naked, but who cared. Not him. He got dressed while he started singing. He tried to imitate Feargal’s Irish accent to the best of his ability but it came out all wrong. But it didn’t matter. He was alone. No one was there to make fun of him. He was having fun being alone. He almost forgot what it was like to be completely alone and he liked it very much. But sometimes he liked making a fool of himself in front of others. He thought Brandon would get a real kick out of him acting this way, dancing in the buff like he was. Maybe even be surprised to see this side of him. But even though he was still on Julian’s mind, he felt that he could probably handle at least one day without his new squeeze. Now, months at a time was another story entirely.
His mind wandered to where Brandon could’ve been at that moment. Probably making nice with some head honchos from the label, hating having to be there. He felt sorry for him but at the same time laughed at him. Poor bastard, Julian snickered to himself. “At least it’s not me”.
He downed a bottle of beer before even going to the party. It helped to take the edge off. Not that he was nervous or anything. At least that’s what he was telling himself. He always does that before going to a party. It was his little ritual.
He turned the stereo off and checked his watch before leaving. An hour late, oh that’s nothing new, he thought. Definitely not for him. He grabbed his keys and tucked them into his pocket, then locked and closed the door. He took his time walking downstairs and he leisurely walked to Nick’s apartment. No reason to over-exert himself. He loved New York City at night and he rarely took the time really enjoy it fully. He thought it would’ve been even better with Brandon by his side. Romantic. He lit up a cigarette and took it all in.
He got to Nick’s apartment building and started breathing heavily as he walked upstairs. Damn cigarettes, he thought. But as much as he hated how they affect him in this respect, he couldn’t give them up. They were too calming and God knows he has a lot of stress in his life. It was almost like a necessary evil. A quick fix of his problems.
He casually walked inside the unlocked door and into the apartment. He was immediately welcomed by Fab and Albert. “Hey buddy,” Fab greeted him warmly.
They both had enormous bright smiles plastered on their faces. He tried to pass it off as them being happily buzzed but something about it felt strange. “Yea, hey man. What’s up?” Albert asked, smiling even bigger, if that was possible.
Julian eyed them suspiciously but continued with their little charade to hopefully figure out what they were beaming about. “Um, I’m ok. Sorry but Brandon couldn’t make it.”
They both giggled to themselves and Fab straightened up quickly “No big deal. Um, we got a surprise for ya buddy.”
He knew it. They were acting so strangely, something had to be up. “Oh really?” He was even more curious than before.
“Yea,” Albert started with a huge grin, “Where…” He trailed off as he scoured the room for whatever it was that Julian was supposed to be surprised with. He walked up to Kat and moved her out of the way. He looked back at Julian and motioned to whatever it was with his arm extended, in the manner of a model showing off the car you just won.
He saw Nick and Amanda talking to… As soon as Julian saw him, like it was some bad movie, he looked over at Julian and their eyes locked on each other. Brandon had made it to the party. Brandon smiled as he saw the surprised look on Julian’s face.
Julian shoved through the small crowd and grabbed Brandon, pulling him in for a kiss. “What are you doing here, you bastard?” He laughed as he held Brandon’s face in his hands.
“Well… Nick called my cell saying you weren’t picking up your phone. He was wondering why you were late. So, I said I didn’t know but I asked him where his place was. I faked sick and here I am.”
“Ha, Nick knows better than that. I’m always late. But I owe ya one now, man.” He said winking at Nick. “What’re you gonna say when they ask where you were? Cuz you’re not going back tonight.”
“Really?” Brandon asked with his eyebrow raised, wondering what he had in mind.
“Not if I could help it.”
Brandon turned bright red. He wasn’t used to Julian flirting with him in public yet. Well, not necessarily in public but in front of other people. “I guess I’ll just tell them that you insisted on taking care of me.”
“I need a drink. This party is a lot more interesting than I thought it would be.” Julian said grabbing Brandon by the hand and pulling him into the kitchen.
Julian went into the fridge and grabbed a beer. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?” Julian asked him rhetorically. Brandon leaned on the counter and looked over at Julian as Julian used his shirt to aid him in popping off the cap to the beer. He let the cap fall to the floor and chugged a bit of the beer.
He set the bottle down on the counter and turned to Brandon. Julian pushed Brandon up onto the counter and rested between his legs, clamping his lips over his lover’s . Brandon quickly pulled away to Julian’s surprise. “Is this ok to be doing here?” Brandon asked suspiciously.
“Why not? These are all my friends. No media, no vultures. They’ve seen me with guys
before it’s no big deal…You’ve got to learn to loosen up and let me do the thinking.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Brandon said with a smirk.
Julian captured his lips with his own again. Sliding his tongue into Brandon’s slightly parted mouth and reveling in the taste, smell , and feel of him. He tasted like Peppermint Schnapps, minty with a slight sting of alcohol. He smelled like that cologne he likes to wear, musty and somewhat appealing. Julian hated unnatural smells on men or women. But something about his cologne was a lot nicer than most. And he felt…well, he just felt good, Julian thought.
Brandon’s fingers were tangled in Julian’s hair. Making little circles against his scalp, calming Julian although the kiss was staggering. Julian pressed his hands against Brandon’s lower back and pushed their bodies close together.
“Can’t you keep your hands off each other for 2 minutes?” Nick interrupted them.
Julian looked almost sleepily at the intruder. “Nope, I’d say we can’t.”
Nick smiled. “Why don’t you come back to the party?” He suggested.
“No, you can’t have him.” Julian shouted as he wrapped his arms around Brandon mock-protectively.
Julian felt Brandon laugh against him and then Brandon’s fingers in his hair again. “Come on, Juuuliaaaan. I was actually having some fun talking to your friends. I was having a good conversation about myself too.” Brandon was obviously more comfortable now that he knew he could be himself around Julian’s friends.
“Narcissist.” Julian practically spit on him as he pulled his head up to look at him.
“And you just looove that about me. I know.” He said kinda sing songy when he slid down off the counter, still trapped by Julian.
Julian could tell that Brandon was more than slightly buzzed because he wouldn’t really have talked like this if he wasn’t. Sure, he was a bit narcissistic but he never admitted it aloud. He was kind of like Julian, in that respect. He reluctantly let Brandon slip away but not without grabbing his ass as he exited the kitchen. Brandon looked back at Julian with sultry eyes. It didn’t help. It only left Julian wanting more. You couldn’t just look at someone that way without implying that you want them to chase after you. Obviously Brandon got flirty when he drank . Julian didn’t mind but…oh he didn’t want to think about anything tonight.
He walked back into the living room. He found Brandon on the couch, talking to Matt. Probably talking about the keyboard since Matt started dabbling with keyboards now. He walked over to Albert and Fab and they were beaming just like before. “So, how did you like your surprise?” Fab asked curiously.
“I loved it but…thanks to Nick I didn’t get to enjoy it very much.”
“Yea, he seems to have a habit of walking in at the worst moments.” Albert said, his smile fading.
Julian and Fab started laughing. “Yea, we heard about him catching you in the act.” Julian couldn’t help but bring it up. If he didn’t Fab surely would have.
“Hey, you’re lucky I like you,” Albert said, in a mock-threatening tone. And all three of them bust out laughing.
Julian had captured Brandon’s attention at one point in the night. Brandon had been talking to Nick and Amanda again and saw Julian out of the corner of his eye. Julian turned when he caught Brandon staring at him. Julian smiled drunkenly and winked at him, then turned back to his conversation. Brandon’s head was more than a little fuzzy and took the little gesture as I blatant sexual innuendo. He felt a tingling sensation in his groin and he knew what he wanted.
He casually staggered over to Julian and wrapped his arms around him as he pressed against his back. Julian tilted his head back as Brandon started whispering into Julian’s ear. “Let’s go Julesy….want you so bad.” Julian smelled vodka on his breath this time. Taking advantage of Amanda’s martinis no doubt. Perhaps a little too much. He felt Brandon’s hand travel down the front of his jeans.
Julian smiled at the guys. “Someone’s a bit feisty tonight. Just hold on a bit, honey.” Julian pulled him around to stand next to him and tried to steady himself on his already wobbly boyfriend. Brandon put his arm around Julian and rested his hand under Julian’s shirt, on his hip. He kept looking up at Julian dreamily.
As they continued talking, he noticed Brandon staring at him and looked back at him from time to time. Brandon leaned in to whisper to him again. “Please, Julian. I can’t stand it.”
Julian met his gaze and his eyes roamed over the needy expression on Brandon’s face. Eyebrows creased together, eyes heavy lidded, lips almost pouting. Julian leaned down and kissed his lips. “Ok, baby.”
****
They walked all the way back to Julian’s apartment. Just bidding some time to sober up a little. When they got to the apartment, Julian walked towards the bedroom and Brandon followed him silently. Julian pulled off his shirt and turned to Brandon to kiss him but it seemed that he was lost in thought. “Brandon, are you ok?” Brandon didn’t respond immediately, his eyes focused on the floor.
“Brandon? Hello? Are you ok?”
“Sorry. I’m great.” He seemed to snap out of it and gave Julian a look that could only describe as bedroom eyes. Julian wasn’t sure if he was serious, if his previous blank out was just zoning out from being drunk… damn, he thinks way more than a drunk man should ever possibly think when presented with a willing sex partner.
Brandon joined Julian, pulling his shirt off too. Julian slowly pulled him closer, his hands on Brandon’s hips and traveling down a bit to his ass. Brandon was ready to kiss him as Julian leaned in but he bypassed Brandon’s lips and whispered into his ear. “Lie down.”
Julian let him go at that and Brandon obeyed him, lying down on the bed.
Julian got onto the bed with him and his hands immediately worked at Brandon’s fly. Julian’s eyes were not on what he was doing but on Brandon’s eyes. Brandon could feel his breath quickened as he was mesmerized by Julian’s intense stare. Even when Julian pulled off Brandon’s pants and briefs, he didn’t break his eye contact with him.
Julian pushed Brandon’s legs up, then slid his hands down the inside of his thighs. Aside from making his skin tingle and his cock twitch with his touch, Julian’s stare was accelerating his heart beat. He felt like his heart was going to jump out of his chest. This wasn’t the first time Julian made him feel that way by just a stare. A simple look from Julian made Brandon’s heart beat faster and he wasn’t sure why.
Julian remembered that he left a few things from last night under the pillow. As he reached for them he got closer to Brandon’s face. Brandon tried to close the gap and get to Julian’s lips but Julian pulled just that fraction of an inch away. Brandon whimpered audibly at being denied that little contact that he needed so much. “Please, Julian. Kiss me.”
Julian smiled at him and reluctantly gave in. He knew that giving in to Brandon would make him lose some of his control over the situation but he didn’t care. He felt kinda guilty that Brandon wanted it so badly but he wasn’t giving it to him. He leaned back down and pressed his lips against Brandon’s eager ones. Brandon was very appreciative and showed that by how hungrily he kissed Julian back. Ravaging his mouth with his tongue and biting at this lip.
Julian pulled away laughing. “I don’t know whether to fuck you or feed you.” Brandon smiled fleetingly at Julian’s joke but grew impatient. Julian found Brandon’s weakness, what he could use against him. He smiled to himself as he slowly dragged a finger down Brandon’s neck, to his chest, and circling his nipple before rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. And although Brandon had been impatient, he was happy with what Julian was doing to him, probably for the simple fact that Julian was staring at him like before.
He lost himself in Julian’s eyes and almost didn’t notice what was happening to him. Until Julian slid his finger over the tip of Brandon’s cock. Brandon thrust his hips upward, whimpering at Julian’s teasing touch. Almost crying. Julian pulled his hand away and clicked his tongue at Brandon, shaking his head, scolding him like a mother would scold her child who was being naughty.
Julian got up off the bed and started removing his jeans slowly. Watching this was torture for Brandon, he just wanted it all off so they could fuck and get all this tension over with. But Julian purposely dragged out the motions in spite of him. Just to taunt him.
Brandon caught on quickly to Julian’s game and tried to be as patient as possible so that he would be a little quicker about getting to the good part. Brandon played the part of the aloof, “it doesn’t really matter if we do this or not” lover, just like Julian was. And while Julian began jerking himself off in front of Brandon, he just rolled his eyes and played disinterested even though he wanted to jump on Julian and wrap his lips around his cock and suck for dear life.
He didn’t waste much time with putting on the condom, spreading the lube, and preparing Brandon. He couldn’t wait any longer. He switched gears significantly. From unbelievably slow to hyper speed. Brandon was very happy with that. So much so that he didn’t care that it hurt when Julian started to slowly push into him, he was just glad that he was finally getting what he wanted.
Julian was all the way inside Brandon and that was when he started to feel the pain of something so big like Julian’s cock trying to force it’s way into such a small opening. He grasped Julian’s shoulders, to distract him from the pain and to make sure Julian didn’t move until he was ready.
Brandon loosened his grip on Julian’s shoulders so Julian took it as a sign to keep going. He pulled out of Brandon and quickly pushed back in causing a wave of pleasure to rush over Brandon’s body. Brandon verbally expressed the pleasure through sporadic moans and gasps of breath. As Julian pushed in and out of him faster and more rhythmically, his moans only got louder and louder and more frequent.
The thrusting became harder and rougher and Julian’s face showed signs of impending orgasm. Just a simple touch of his hand on Brandon’s cock sent Brandon over the edge, screaming out his release. Julian was just hanging by a thread until he felt Brandon’s muscles tighten around him as he came. Without any verbal warning, Julian came hard inside Brandon.
He was completely blissful. He was glowing. Brandon was still struggling with his breath and started talking to him. “Julian…that was amazing… I love you.”
Although he couldn’t quite hear Brandon over his own heavy breathing, somehow that last part rang clear like a large obtrusive church bell. Julian looked down at him, somewhat confused. That would be the only way to describe the look on his face.
“Wait….You…What did you say?”
Brandon, ever the deer in the headlights, gazed up at him. “Oh god, I didn’t… that came out wrong.” He laughed nervously and tried to explain it away. “I’m drunk and I just and an incredible orgasm. My brain is like toast. I’m surprised that’s the only strange thing I said all night.”
Julian looked away, clearing his throat. “I need…I just need to think.”
Julian got up off the bed, tossed the condom in a nearby waste basket and grabbed a pair of boxers off the floor. He pulled them on and walked out of the room. Brandon was beside himself. He pulled the blanket up over himself and curled up to the pillow that he held against his body. He promised himself that he wouldn’t cry but he broke his own promise as he felt the warm liquid roll down his cheek.