Chapter Three



Brian called out from the shower. "Sunshine, where the fuck are you? You know I do not like to be kept waiting. So, get that beautiful bubble butt in here, if you know what's good for you...Pronto! Little boys need to be punished when they disobey their elders."

Justin looked through the steamy shower door at the silhouette of his beautiful man soaping his lean body. The blond held a level gaze at Brian's ass.


"Justin have I told you how proud I am of you, making the Dean's list and graduating the top of your class?"


Justin snuck into the shower while Brian had his back to him. 


"Yes, Bri you have, but right now I don't want to think about how I exercised my brain seven days a week for three years." Justin breathed into the taller man's ear. He moved towards that inviting ass, pulling Brian against his chest, slipping a single finger in the crack, while the other hand was twisting his left nipple.


"Justin…Justin," he groaned, "What do you think you're doing? You are NOT going there."


"Why not, don't you think it's about time you let me?"


"Not happening, blond boy." Brian turned around to face his young lover.


"I thought you were proud of me, with all my accomplishments?" The boy sighed, staring at his lover with wide, hurt eyes.


"Sunshine, I am proud of you!" Brian said tenderly, "Why else would I offer you to be head of Kinnetic's art department?" 


Justin was clearly pissed at his lover. He got out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and went into the bedroom. Brian shut off the water and called after Justin. 


"C'mon, stop being a princess." He dried himself off and joined his partner in the bedroom. Brian thought guardedly, *His eyes are sweeping up and down my body like a prisoner getting a body search.* 


Justin moved towards his man until he was glued to Brian's chest.He whispered breathlessly, "Can you feel my arousal Bri, my cock is aching for you." "Nod if you understand."


"Either you have lost your mind, or I have," Brian said, pulling Justin's lips into his mouth with a slight grin.


Feeling the fire burning in his body, Justin lost it.


He pulled away from Brian, moving his hands up and down his body. "If you can't give me your ass, then you can give me this." He demanded, pulling on his dick.


Justin growled, clamping his lips over Brian's, harshly. Brian made a sound deep in his throat that the boy took as a sign of agreement. Pulling away, he glared at Brian with a tight grasp on his shoulders, pushing him to his knees.


Brian looked up into the blazing blue eyes and let it happen, too stunned to argue.


Justin wanted it rough. He didn't want to be gentle. He looked down at the man at his feet. He grabbed the silky wet locks tightly and shoved his cock between his lips. "Suck it…suck it Brian." 


He tried to protest but what he got was a very persistent twink pushing in harder. "Take it like a man."


Justin threw his head back as his lover expertly moved his tongue up and down the shaft.


Brian went to work. He loved sucking the boy off. * If he thinks he is in control trying to play with the big boys, then he is going to get the master's full treatment.* Brian smiled while licking Justin's balls. *At least he isn't after my ass anymore.* 


Justin was leaning against the bedroom wall, moaning as Brian opened wide and took him deep in his throat. Justin was ready to shoot. 


Brian let the cock slip from his mouth, while Justin's eyes opened in frustration. Brian got up yanking the blonde by his hair. He spun him around.


With a single finger in the middle of the frazzled boy's chest, he pushed him backwards. 


"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" No answer. 


Eye to eye, Brian kept pushing Justin until they were near the kitchen table. "You want to play? Mon amore." Silence. "Allow me to show you how it's done." Justin stared, trying to grab his cock. Brian slapped his hand away, hard. 


Before he realized what was happening, Justin was flipped over the table. "Now face forward with your ass high in the air. You look so…hot." The boy tried to get up, only to be pushed down. "Don't move, nod if YOU understand." Brian said with a sly grin on his face. Justin's head nodded, trying to look over his shoulder, which wasn't easy in the position he was in. "Keep your eyes in front, good… that's my best boy!" 


Brian leaned over Justin licking his neck, nibbling on his ear. Justin gasped, knowing this was only the beginning. Goosebumps rose on his pale skin as he trembled. There was no kissing or licking down the back. Brian wanted to get right to it. 


Brian roughly pulled the cheeks apart. Brian loved, no, worshipped the tight, after all these years of fucking Justin, pink balloon knot. He plunged his tongue deep inside, moving fast in and out, driving the boy insane.


Justin howled, lost in the pleasure Brian's tongue was sending. Brian licked the balls then pulled away.


"You like that?" No answer. Justin cried out as the man slapped his ass. Another slap. Justin moaned. Brian was getting turned on watching the skin turn cherry red. 


He got a condom from the bowl on the counter, preparing himself. He shoved the fingers into Justin's mouth. The boy made sure he wet them, knowing that was the only lube he was getting. 


Brian dragged his fingers down, teasing Justin until he reached his ass and plunged ahead. 


"Oh god…Oh my god, Bri." Brian manhandled Justin's hole, making him gasp in pleasure and pain, making him moan low and then cry out. 


Seeing Justin turn to putty, Brian grabs his hips and in one long thrust his cock is in him, not letting him adjust. Deep. Hard. Thrusting. Brian constantly drags across Justin's prostate. Tears come to Justin's eyes from the pressure, pain and constant attack to his hole. 


Brian keeps at it fast and furious until Justin felt his balls tingle. Seeming to sense Justin's need, Brian reached down to massage them and soon Justin was spurting like a garden hose.


Still trembling, Brian grabbed Justin's hair, pulling him back. "Keep open for me," he said, impaling Justin even more onto his dick. Justin winced. Hurts.


Brian screamed out his orgasm, jerking, one last thrust, flopping on top of Justin. 


After a few moments he pulled out of the quivering mass, formerly know as Justin.


Justin got up and looked back at the man, beast, whatever that just hammered him into oblivion.


"Get back in the shower," Brian ordered. Justin staggered to the bathroom, rubbing his sore ass.


Ten minutes later, lying in bed together


Brian kissed Justin tenderly. He looked intensely at him. "Now, would you like to cuddle, blond boy?" Brian said, grinning. Justin just nodded.


TBC...