Captivated Coupling Chapter 4 Fusion and The Science of Sex “Let me tell ya bout the birds and the bees And the flower’s and the trees And a thing called love…” Justin sat nervously, naked on his large canopy bed. His legs kicked back and forth off the side. He couldn't believe what Brian was telling him. A large blush was present on his entire pale body. He couldn't bring himself to look at Brian's form through the sheer fabric hanging around him. Even though they had bathed naked together just a short time ago, this was much different. This was it! This was the beginning of the reason he had been taken away from his family and had been living in solitude for far too long. There was no turning back. Brian looked at Justin. The fucking perfect picture of innocence and sex appeal. He couldn't be more turned on if he tried. He was glad that he was going to show Justin what jerking off was, because he didn't know how much more he could take without spilling his cum. Brian Kinney was a fucking expert when it came to sex. There was a reason why all six of his sex books had been on the best seller list. And now, it was time to put all those good tips and positions to good use. Unfortunately, he hadn't ever written a chapter on, "How to Make your partner, whom you just met and are being somewhat forced to fuck and make a baby with, comfortable." Even if he had, he was pretty damn sure that it wouldn't have helped him. Justin was clueless. When Brian had asked him if he'd ever had an orgasm Justin looked at him like he was speaking in a foreign language. So Brian made the question simpler. "Have you ever played with your penis? Made it hard and shoot out cum?" Justin coughed on the water he was drinking and set the bottle down on the bar counter top. "I...I.. I rubbed on it once and it started to feel really good but then it started to tingle and...." He trailed off, completely embarrassed by what had happened that day in the bath tub. Brian was pretty sure what had happened. Justin had probably gotten hard and had no idea how he got from just rubbing himself to giving him a climax. But he wanted to hear what Justin had to say. In a little over an hour he would be buried deep inside the boy, hopefully experiencing a climax together. Justin had to get past all of this embarrassment regarding the act. And Brian was starting to see the reason he was chosen to come here more clearly. "Hey," He stood up and collected the empty plates from the bar. Why don't you show me your bedroom? We'll have to end up in there sometime. And maybe it'd be a little more comfortable for you in there?" Brian asked gently. Justin watched the beautiful stranger run water of their plates and place them in the sink before he turned back to him, eyebrow raised slightly, awaiting his answer. "Oh.. Okay." Justin said and moved to get up from the stool. He started to walk through the living room and then down through the hall, turning around once to make sure Brian was following him. When he reached his bedroom door he paused outside it, giving Brian time to come up behind him. His hand stilled on the door handle. Brian pressed up slightly against Justin. Their robes did nothing to hide the arousal Justin felt against the dip above his ass. Before he could think anymore about it Brian's hand covered his own and together they turned the brass handle, opening the door to the bedroom that Justin would now share with this man. (I'm not one for dialog am I? Kinneyism #2) Brian was pleasantly surprised at the style and elegance he found in Justin's bedroom. He was holding his breath hoping that he wouldn't be fucking the kid in a room with Disney characters on the walls and bedspread, for that was the level of innocence Justin possessed. Instead the windowless, yet large room was decorated quite impressively. Rows of book shelves lined the farthest wall, where Brian assumed there was once a window. There were probably hundreds of books adorning them. Placed in front of the shelves were a large grey couch and a glass coffee table in front of that. He imagined that Justin spent quite allot of time there. A small chandelier of light rained down, illuminating the spot with the perfect reading light. On the other side of the room, closest to the door was a desk with a computer. It seemed to be more of an older style, surely Justin didn't have access for the internet and probably only used it for playing games, or maybe for writing. A matching small chandelier was hung above this area as well. The room's walls were painted a muted blue. Brian was sure he had seen Justin's eyes darken that colour while they were in the bath. He felt his cock growing at the thought and looked at the boy who was now sitting on the main centrepiece of the room. A large King Sized Victorian Canopy Bed. Dark blue and green silks and sheers hung about the sides. Brian was sure that this bed too, was also somewhat a retreat for the younger man. Brian looked saw Justin's robe and slippers had been discarded on the floor near the bed. This was too much! He needed to calm himself down, but really, he wasn't sure if he could. Not with the blond looking so adorable, yes adorable!, and sweet, halfway hidden behind the fabric, swinging his cute little legs like he was waiting for Brian to just ravish him! His cock was now dripping against the fabric of the robe. Fuck! He was getting hot, he nearly through the garment off, not caring where it landed, letting out a chuckle when he saw Justin jump from the action and his hot blond little head peering around one of the pieces of silk fabric to sneak a look. Justin felt his penis tingle as Brian looked at him. Then when Brian took his robe off, it hardened instantly. It made him jump from the site of Brian’s beautiful body and from the indescribable feelings coursing through his body. Then Brian was walking, more like stalking towards him. Shivers stirred through his body, implanting themselves on the top and insides of his skin. When Brian's hand moved the panel closest to him and ducked his head under to crawl onto the bed Justin wanted to scream with excitement. For the first time in a long time, perhaps ever, he didn't have that nagging thought in the back of his head about 'God' watching him. All he could think about was Brian. The way Brian's muscles looked flexing as he crawled to the middle of the bed. His shoulders so sculpted Justin was sure the man had been chiselled from stone by Michelangelo himself. Brian's torso so perfect in the recessed lighting at the top of the bed, Justin ached to draw him. Something he hadn't done in quite some time. He was so fucking thrilled with the image of Brian, even though he had seen this man naked already, shit Brian had held him naked, bathed him, but this was different. The feelings were so new and fresh to Justin. He wasn't sure if he wanted to throw up, scream or giggle with excitement. When Brian held his long fingers out to him; moving his pointer finger forward; once, twice, three times; beckoning Justin to, "Come closer." He'd said softly. Justin had to hold himself back a bit and reign in the self control he'd somehow lost to get his brain to work, to move his legs and place his hand in the older man's as he crawled up in front of him. Their chests were only a breath away. Both were breathing raggedly, as an unknown hunger to even Brian overtook them. The pose they held for a few minutes. Brian's ass sat upon his folded legs as Justin was more on his knees. Their equal height gave them the advantage of staring into each others eyes, looking and finding and exploding within feelings Brian was sure didn't exist until that moment and emotions that Justin had never learned to believe could be possible. Brian disengaged his twined left hand to run it up the side of Justin's hip, the side of his chest, arm, shoulder neck and then his face, where it stilled. "God, you are beautiful." He breathed. Though Brian had scene Justin naked before, felt the words prior, this was different. It was like he was being re-fucking-born. And how cheesy was that? But it was what he felt, touching and blissfully starting at Justin Taylor. Justin bowed his head a little and looked down to see both his and Brian's penis to be hard. They almost touched each other and Justin curiously pushed his pelvis out to make them, it sent a shock through his body and he heard Brian groan. Brian took his hand off of Justin's face and placed it around Justin's hand and moved to lead it to their dicks when he heard a whisper. "It happens to you too?" He looked at Justin not sure if the boy had really said what he thought, but the confusion on the blonde’s face told him he heard right. He stopped the task of stroking and lifted Justin's chin, raising his eyebrow in question. Justin trembled slightly and sat back on his haunches. "The white stuff? It comes out of your penis too Brian?" He was still embarrassed but he had a feeling that the way Brian acted so nonchalantly about this happening that it wasn't a big deal. Brian smiled and sat back as well. He took his organ in his hand and squeezed at the tip, eliciting a fresh drop of the shiny cream. "Yes, it happens to all men when they are sexually aroused." He watched Justin's face smile a small grin of relief. "This." Brian took a swipe at the cum and held his two fingers out to Justin. "This is precum. It's the natural lubricant for your penis when you have sex. It's a smaller amount of the stuff you'll shoot that has the sperm in it when you orgasm. This has sperm in it too, just not as many as when you climax." Justin thought about what Brian told him for a minute and brought Brian's fingers to his face to inspect the cum closer. "This is what was coming out of my penis when I was rubbing myself in the bathtub once. It was a while ago. I thought that I was sick or something because it sort of looks like what buggers look like when I get sick. So I stopped touching myself, even though it felt really good." Brian looked at the kid in shock! Had Justin really not explored his body at all? Oh my God! The kid had never cum! What! He kept his mouth shut hoping Justin would go on. He wanted to learn what exactly he knew of the semantics of sex. Boogers? He thought cum was buggers! "There was also a few times that I woke up in the morning and this stuff was in my pants and my penis was still stiff kind of. I figured that I had just gotten sick or something, even though I really felt okay the rest of the day. It happened like that every couple months." Brian smiled, he had to intervene, he was acutely aware that he had to basically show and tell Justin everything about the so-called birds and the bees. "Justin, you weren't sick. You had a wet dream. You see, men don't only cum when they are having sex to make a baby; they also do it when they touch themselves because it feels really good. You probably had those wet dreams because your balls were so full of cum it had no other way to dispose of that. That's why men play with themselves; they get horny and need release. They can do that with sex or by giving themselves a hand job." Brian placed Justin's hand on his own cock and gave it a few tugs, encouraging the younger man to play with himself. Justin obliged and smiled. His hand jerked his hard meat awkwardly. "It does feel really good Brian." Justin was a little lost for technique so Brian placed his own hand on his cock. "Look watches what I'm doing." He told Justin and started a slow tug and pull on his penis. "This is okay. It doesn't mean you are sick, you don't feel sick do you?" Brian said noticing the precum starting to ooze from Justin's gaping slit. Justin shivered from Brian's voice. It was vibrating through his ears into his skin and straight to his cock; it was like the smoothness surrounded his sex. "Nooo, this, this feels wonderful." He looked into Brian's eyes and moaned. Brian smiled and shivered. Shit! The boy was hot! He moved closer and got on his knees and pulled Justin up against him. Justin trembled in his arms. He hugged him closer and couldn't fight the urge to kiss the blonde. Their jerking arms caught between them as their cocks and hands rubbed and bounced against each other. Justin moaned into Brian's mouth, the older man's tongue invading the recesses of his oral cavity so perfectly he was surprised at the sounds coming out of him. When Brian's mouth tore away from his and started to travel down his neck, licking and biting his skin Justin felt his balls stirring almost painfully. Brian could tell Justin was about to cum. "You're about to have your first orgasm." Brian whispered in Justin's ear before licking it and then biting below it gently. His hand laced with Justin's and melded their cocks together in their joint fist. "Oh god you feel so good Justin." Brian moaned. His mind was going mad with the pleasure of Justin's finger's caressing his cock. "Brian, god, this feels so amazing, my, my cock is so hard against yours. I feel so hot!" He was panting, his head tossed back wantonly, his eyes squeezed shut. Brian still licking and biting at his neck and ear so enticingly. "You've got me so hot too Justin. So hot for you, like I never have been before. I can't wait to feel you cum baby." Brian was so lost he didn't even stop to wonder when in the hell he started using the word baby, "You're fingers and mine squeezing my dick, and it makes me want to cum so bad. You're so fucking sexy Justin, god, baby I can't wait to experience your first climax with you." Brian breathed through kisses and bites to Justin's seashell ear. Justin couldn't believe how amazing he felt in this moment. Nothing could touch him, but Brian. Brian was making him feel this way. Sooooo fucking good! "I'm so glad it's with you Brian." Justin moaned out opening his eyes to stare into Brian's boring hazels. Brian sped up the pace, looking into Justin's body. At the same time he could feel their balls rise and the cum surging, begging to get out both of their bodies. It was so fucking intimate that it made it all the more better. Like nothing Brian had ever felt. "Cum with me baby. Come on." Brian said just as his balls burst the cream into his shaft he felt Justin's doing the same thing and swallowed the moaning scream being released from the boy's body with his own lips throat and tongue. Their bodies fought to get closer with ever spurt they erupted. Their hands no longer trapped and covered with the first shots of cum started to roam and search out one another's bodies, leaving sticky trails of their sweet explosion in their wake. Their cocks still rutted between their bodies for what seemed like hours but was only minutes until they squeezed and meshed the last drops of their loads from the cocks that remained hard and yearning for more. (Are you hard and yearning for more?) We shall rectify, uh uhm, that with the invasion of one nice little bubbly cherry rectum soon. Love you guys, let me know how this is, Rory. Seriously, if you read this, the least you can do is tell me you have. Thanks ever so! Worth the wait, I think so! Forever and ever Fucked by Gale, Rory Harold