The Last Baker
Title: The Last Baker [12]
Author:![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
shorthorror
Pairing: Brian Haner & Zachary Baker
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This beautiful asshole just came around and started ruining everything for me. I was the last Baker, and I'd promised my father our name would not die with me.
Disclaimer: I am confident the readers can distinguish between what is real and what is fiction. I need not state the obvious.
Dedications: The love of my life, to whom I could never express my feelings to.
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It all happened so fast, I thought maybe I had just imagined Brian stripping his clothes off in front of me. I was so taken with his body, so parched to feel his skin that I didn't notice him staring at me with a look of expectancy. I looked up and found those dark chocolate eyes and snapped out of it quickly.
"You're so sexy, Brian. I can't believe it." I told him.
"You know what would make me even sexier?"
"Hmm?" I mumbled, falling entranced by his naked form again.
"If you were naked, and on top of me."
I nodded and grasped Brian's hand when he offered it to me. He pulled me from the couch and lead me away from the sitting area, past the huge bathroom and behind a little nook where a low queen-sized platform bed loomed in the unlit space. I assumed this was his bedroom on account of the small table with the reading lamp.
Brian unzipped my sweater and pushed it down my shoulders before going for my shirt and working it up anxiously. I was a little surprised at how Brian was so quick to get me nude and push me onto the bed. But I suppose that's what we were in his bedroom for anyway.
"You know what you can do to really make up for being a dick to me?" Brian asked as he straddled my lap again and guided my hands to grasp his soft hips.
"Anything you want." I said eagerly, palming up and down his sides, like the way you'd stroke a beloved pet.
Brian wrapped his arms around my neck and leaned in close to my ear to whisper. "Make this the best sex of my life."
If that wasn't enough to get me completely hard, him nipping at my neck right after definitely did the trick. I couldn't believe this was all I had to do to make Brian forgive me. It was too good to be true. If every one of our arguments could end this way, I knew I'd be finding myself starting fights with him for no reason.
Our lips fused so avidly after that I thought of it like being on a soap opera, or in a movie. It was slow, openmouthed and beautifully needy. Hands stroking through hair in long carried out motions, tiny instances of moaning as lips parted for a millisecond of air, the way Brian just turned to liquid against me and forced us down onto the cool blanket of cotton and down. I rolled on top of him and let my hands tell him how badly I wanted that sweet body of his. I couldn't stop myself from stroking the length of his spine and then tracing the curve of his perfect ass, touching those hipbones and playing with his nipples. This was X-rated anatomy class, and Brian was my model.
My lips went the same type of crazy as my hands had. I drowned out the silence with kisses to his smooth neck, collarbone and eventually I brought them to compliment his hard chest. I thought I might have been able to lay in that spot for eternity, just as long as I had his form to physically admire at all moments I was there.
Brian's submissiveness was more than beautiful. I wished he would obey me at work like he was doing at that point. If I wanted to taste his lips, he'd let me. If I wanted to caress his thigh, he would let me. If I wanted to part his healthy legs and get comfortable kneeling in between them, he was all for it. I liked Brian like this. It was definitely a change for the better.
"Oh Zachary, you're an animal." Brian moaned as I sucked a harsh red splotch on his neck.
He was right. Even I never knew that there was a side like this to me. I was so hungry for contact that I couldn't even see straight. I just wanted to devour his body. Never come out of my sexual stupor.
"I'm sorry." I said after pulling away from what was most definitely going to be one hell of a hickey. It glistened and spotted with little dots of blood.
"No. I love it. Makes me wish that we'd done this sooner."
I looked up at him, giving him a look of seriousness before I dipped down to press our lips together again. By then, both of us were pulsing with anticipation and our cocks were practically throbbing to be put through torturous friction. It was about that time to make my point to him, that I was willing to do anything so he wouldn't be upset with me. It was just my luck that his request was for me to fuck him through the mattress.
I lifted Brian's hips, finding him light and susceptible. I inched closer to him, letting one of his legs fall as the other one wrapped around my waist. But before I could even align myself with his hole, he pulled me back down for another fervent kiss.
"If you fuck me, will you let me fuck you too?" Brian asked in a hoarse voice that contained all the violent desire just waiting to be released.
I had never let any guy come anywhere near me before, nor had I ever been this close to a guy before Brian. But for some reason there existed not a trace of reluctance in me. I nodded, staring right into his big puppy dog eyes, engraining into him my word. My permission. All access to my body with no conflict or need of conviction. I was stupid with lust and wouldn't have cared if Brian wanted to chain me, gag me and whip me. His delicious and expensive scent was the strongest pheromone I'd ever breathed. I was his now. He was mine.
I pushed into Brian when he drew me in using his legs. The heat was magnificent and his hole closed so tight around my dick I could feel it turning blue. Until I started thrusting into him, we stared at each other, mouths open and panting, amazed that this was happening. I slowly gained momentum after Brian beckoned me to go faster and harder. "As hard you can." He begged me. "You got it baby." Was my response.
Brian started hissing and biting his lip as the seconds slipped by. I was a little concerned about the fact that I hadn't used any lube and thought I might have actually been hurting him this time. I slowed almost to a halt and dipped down low so my lips were near his cheek.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked, pushing in and out of him slowly and very smoothly.
"No, it's okay. Don't stop." Brian urged me, pulling me in by my shoulders and hanging onto me desperately.
I couldn't preserve myself for any longer than ten minutes. Brian swallowed me up so tight that it was really hard to make any movement without wanting to bust a nut right away. I think Brian sensed that I was having a struggle trying to contain myself and drag it on for as long as possible so I could savour every second his mouth was open for me. I wanted to relish every moan the ripped from his throat shamelessly. And I especially wanted him to keep digging his nails into my back and biting my neck.
"It's alright baby. Just let it go." Brian told me.
"N-No... not yet." I stammered as I bit harshly into my bottom lip, feeling as though maybe I'd chipped a tooth one off my lip rings.
Brian coiled his strong arm around my neck, kissing me deeply before pulling away. "I want you to. Now. Come inside me."
I nodded my head in compliance and managed to finish myself off within a couple hard thrusts. I don't think I had ever blown a load that hard before in my life. It was enough to make me drowsy as I fell on top of Brian, my cock dripping hot cum inside him.
Brian stroked my damp hair soothingly as I breathed profoundly the pungent scent of sweat soaked intercourse and his stale cologne. Just like when I was getting ready to fuck him, I felt like I could just lay on top of him for the rest of my life. Especially when he toyed with bits of my hair and kissed the top of my head lovingly. My heart beat so hard in my chest that Brian actually giggled at the feeling.
"Don't have a heart attack on me." He said in a gentle whisper.
"I'll be okay." I assured him.
"Good." Brian said as he wrapped his arms around me and flipped our positions so I was on my back underneath of him. I knew it was that time to uphold my end of the deal. Even if I was spent, exhausted and would rather not go through the procedure of feeling what it was like to be anally penetrated.
Brian sat up on top of me. All around us the bedspread was wrinkled a mess as a result of me viciously fucking him not but two minutes before. "You've never done this before?"
"No," I said, feeling a blush come into my cheeks. "You know that."
Brian began to laugh.
"What? Why is that funny?" I asked.
"Because, you've been missing out on the greatest thing since televised sports and beer." Brian told me.
I remembered watching Brian's face, the way it contorted with pure sexual gratification when I was pounding into him. Hearing those provocative noises spilling from Brian's velveteen lips had to be the most compelling soundscape I'd ever listened to. Something must have been enjoyable on his end by the way he was cursing and panting aloud. I was curious now.
"I heard it hurts." I said.
"That's why I'm going to use lots and lots of lube with you." Brian said as he stretched over to open the drawer of the small table and pull out a pretty large bottle of coconut sorbet scented lubrication.
"Oh Jesus." I murmured.
"Save your prayers for when you're having the greatest orgasm of your life." Brian said slyly.
"I don't think my body can handle another orgasm. Not after that fucking show." I said.
"Oh yes it will, trust me." Brian said and then popped the cap off the lube.
I watched him slather that lube on his hard cock like he was icing a cake. His hand slid up and down his length to evenly distribute the liquid. I grew a little fearful laying under Brian and watching him use up at least half of what was left in the bottle.
"Is it going to be that bad that you need to use all of that lube?" I asked.
"Unless, you've ever had anything else up your ass before, then yes. But it feels better once you adjust to the stretch."
"Stretch?"
Brian nodded. "Don't worry Zacky-baby. Brian will take good care of you. I'll fuck you like you're a kitten or a small child. Then once you get used to it, I can start going faster."
I laughed uneasily as Brian lifted my left leg and slung it over his shoulder. He pressed his lips to the inside of my thigh and stroked the length of my leg, pressing the side of his face to my skin. I would be a liar if I said I wasn't a little scared. The way Brian spoke of anal sex made me quite fearful, added with the fact that he was not lacking in size at all. I had no idea what sort of pain or pleasure Brian was promising me.
"I'm going to push right into you, and it's going to hurt. But I'm going to do this fast." Brian confessed.
"No! Don't hurt me." I begged.
Brian leaned forward, trapping me on either side with his strong arms. He pressed an amorous kiss to my lips. "I can go slow and it will take forever. Every inch will feel like hell," Said Brian in a gentle voice. "If I do it like this, then I won't have to wait as long to start fucking your brains out."
I shuddered when I felt the head of Brian's cock press up against my hole. I'd never been touched there and the feeling was a little foreign and awkward. Suddenly, Brian shivered and giggled excitedly.
"What?" I asked.
"M'just trying to imagine how incredibly tight your little asshole must be before I actually feel it." Brian said admittedly.
I held my breath and looked up at Brian, readying myself for something that was really a plane's flight away from my boundaries. I closed my eyes when I felt him start to push through and gritted my teeth subconsciously. Then all of a sudden, Brian slammed into me, knocking the breath right out of my lungs with the quick jerk of his hips.
"Oh dear Lord!" I exclaimed.
I was so painfully full of Brian that I couldn't even fathom how it could supposedly get better. He must have been at least seven or eight inches. And putting that inside of a virginal hole that fast was ungodly.
"Just take your mind off it." Brian cooed.
"Fuck! Oh God, Brian that hurts!" I yelled at him.
"I know it hurts but you're gonna have to deal with it." Brian ordered.
I writhed and squinted in pain. "Take it out, please. Just for a second!"
Suddenly, Brian slapped me in the face. I blinked hard and gasped, raising my hand up to my cheek to touch the side of my face he hit. "What the fuck?"
"Deal with it! Goddamn it Zack!" Brian said before he drew out a few inches and thrust back in.
"I fucking hate you." I whined as Brian began pushing into me, but not with even half of the force I'd used on him.
Brian shook his head and moaned. "You love it. You love me when I'm being bad."
"I hate you right now!"
Brian sighed, tossing his head back with his eyes closed, delighting in my heat while I suffered beneath him. Before I knew it, Brian was rocking the bed, and I had to adjust myself to feeling him pound into me for the first time in my life. Brian was the first to ever have me this way. And I had to admit, it was not what I expected. I gazed up at him, sparkling like a bronze God that was moaning my name softly after almost every thrust inwards.
I didn't start getting used to the feeling of Brian inside me until he was almost finished, but I didn't really mind. I just wanted it to be over with. I was still twitching and breathless from fucking him just moments ago and I couldn't get it up again if my life depended on it.
"Come on Brian." I urged him.
"Hang on babe, I'm almost there," Brian groaned. "Just relax."
Another minute passed and Brian finally reached his release and came to the same exhausted end that I did. Brian lowered his body on top of mine and rested his head on my chest. We were sticky against each other and so warm. He must have felt the same way as I had, his heart surging, head spinning, breath coming out in ragged gasps after his orgasm.
I helped him relax by dragging my nails lightly up and down his back and pressing soft kisses into his hair. Brian reached up and laced our fingers together as we laid nearly motionless in the center of his bed.
"So I guess I'm staying the night then?" I asked, hoping Brian hadn't dozed off on me.
Brian nodded his head without a word spoken. I felt my lips tug into a smirk as I nuzzled into his unruly locks.
"No movies?"
Brian shook his head and that was the only response that I really needed.
Before I could slip into the deep chasm of unconscious bliss, I wondered to myself; where had all my inhibitions gone? Even just a month ago I would have never found myself in a position like the one I was in. I was still coming to terms with the fact that my attraction for Brian was heightening to seemingly new levels. I had just let him fuck me, violate me. And I didn't feel even the tiniest fleck of regret. No eyes could berate me for what I was doing. Not even my father's voice echoing in my head and telling me I was the last of a great legacy of Bakers, and would forever remain the ending could make me feel bad.
All in all, I knew this boiled down to the gorgeous man asleep on top of me. As I got to know Brian, I discovered that he was just as prismatic as everyone else could be. He was like my incomplete puzzle, and every day I was finding new pieces of him to put together. Perhaps soon I'd be able to understand this mysterious creature that had once walked into my office and began taking over my life in only a few short days. Today I had found his solace, his need and his adventure. Today, I also found my solace, my need and my adventure.
What other things would I find out about myself while I was with him?
Author:
shorthorrorPairing: Brian Haner & Zachary Baker
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This beautiful asshole just came around and started ruining everything for me. I was the last Baker, and I'd promised my father our name would not die with me.
Disclaimer: I am confident the readers can distinguish between what is real and what is fiction. I need not state the obvious.
Dedications: The love of my life, to whom I could never express my feelings to.
0.5
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
It all happened so fast, I thought maybe I had just imagined Brian stripping his clothes off in front of me. I was so taken with his body, so parched to feel his skin that I didn't notice him staring at me with a look of expectancy. I looked up and found those dark chocolate eyes and snapped out of it quickly.
"You're so sexy, Brian. I can't believe it." I told him.
"You know what would make me even sexier?"
"Hmm?" I mumbled, falling entranced by his naked form again.
"If you were naked, and on top of me."
I nodded and grasped Brian's hand when he offered it to me. He pulled me from the couch and lead me away from the sitting area, past the huge bathroom and behind a little nook where a low queen-sized platform bed loomed in the unlit space. I assumed this was his bedroom on account of the small table with the reading lamp.
Brian unzipped my sweater and pushed it down my shoulders before going for my shirt and working it up anxiously. I was a little surprised at how Brian was so quick to get me nude and push me onto the bed. But I suppose that's what we were in his bedroom for anyway.
"You know what you can do to really make up for being a dick to me?" Brian asked as he straddled my lap again and guided my hands to grasp his soft hips.
"Anything you want." I said eagerly, palming up and down his sides, like the way you'd stroke a beloved pet.
Brian wrapped his arms around my neck and leaned in close to my ear to whisper. "Make this the best sex of my life."
If that wasn't enough to get me completely hard, him nipping at my neck right after definitely did the trick. I couldn't believe this was all I had to do to make Brian forgive me. It was too good to be true. If every one of our arguments could end this way, I knew I'd be finding myself starting fights with him for no reason.
Our lips fused so avidly after that I thought of it like being on a soap opera, or in a movie. It was slow, openmouthed and beautifully needy. Hands stroking through hair in long carried out motions, tiny instances of moaning as lips parted for a millisecond of air, the way Brian just turned to liquid against me and forced us down onto the cool blanket of cotton and down. I rolled on top of him and let my hands tell him how badly I wanted that sweet body of his. I couldn't stop myself from stroking the length of his spine and then tracing the curve of his perfect ass, touching those hipbones and playing with his nipples. This was X-rated anatomy class, and Brian was my model.
My lips went the same type of crazy as my hands had. I drowned out the silence with kisses to his smooth neck, collarbone and eventually I brought them to compliment his hard chest. I thought I might have been able to lay in that spot for eternity, just as long as I had his form to physically admire at all moments I was there.
Brian's submissiveness was more than beautiful. I wished he would obey me at work like he was doing at that point. If I wanted to taste his lips, he'd let me. If I wanted to caress his thigh, he would let me. If I wanted to part his healthy legs and get comfortable kneeling in between them, he was all for it. I liked Brian like this. It was definitely a change for the better.
"Oh Zachary, you're an animal." Brian moaned as I sucked a harsh red splotch on his neck.
He was right. Even I never knew that there was a side like this to me. I was so hungry for contact that I couldn't even see straight. I just wanted to devour his body. Never come out of my sexual stupor.
"I'm sorry." I said after pulling away from what was most definitely going to be one hell of a hickey. It glistened and spotted with little dots of blood.
"No. I love it. Makes me wish that we'd done this sooner."
I looked up at him, giving him a look of seriousness before I dipped down to press our lips together again. By then, both of us were pulsing with anticipation and our cocks were practically throbbing to be put through torturous friction. It was about that time to make my point to him, that I was willing to do anything so he wouldn't be upset with me. It was just my luck that his request was for me to fuck him through the mattress.
I lifted Brian's hips, finding him light and susceptible. I inched closer to him, letting one of his legs fall as the other one wrapped around my waist. But before I could even align myself with his hole, he pulled me back down for another fervent kiss.
"If you fuck me, will you let me fuck you too?" Brian asked in a hoarse voice that contained all the violent desire just waiting to be released.
I had never let any guy come anywhere near me before, nor had I ever been this close to a guy before Brian. But for some reason there existed not a trace of reluctance in me. I nodded, staring right into his big puppy dog eyes, engraining into him my word. My permission. All access to my body with no conflict or need of conviction. I was stupid with lust and wouldn't have cared if Brian wanted to chain me, gag me and whip me. His delicious and expensive scent was the strongest pheromone I'd ever breathed. I was his now. He was mine.
I pushed into Brian when he drew me in using his legs. The heat was magnificent and his hole closed so tight around my dick I could feel it turning blue. Until I started thrusting into him, we stared at each other, mouths open and panting, amazed that this was happening. I slowly gained momentum after Brian beckoned me to go faster and harder. "As hard you can." He begged me. "You got it baby." Was my response.
Brian started hissing and biting his lip as the seconds slipped by. I was a little concerned about the fact that I hadn't used any lube and thought I might have actually been hurting him this time. I slowed almost to a halt and dipped down low so my lips were near his cheek.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked, pushing in and out of him slowly and very smoothly.
"No, it's okay. Don't stop." Brian urged me, pulling me in by my shoulders and hanging onto me desperately.
I couldn't preserve myself for any longer than ten minutes. Brian swallowed me up so tight that it was really hard to make any movement without wanting to bust a nut right away. I think Brian sensed that I was having a struggle trying to contain myself and drag it on for as long as possible so I could savour every second his mouth was open for me. I wanted to relish every moan the ripped from his throat shamelessly. And I especially wanted him to keep digging his nails into my back and biting my neck.
"It's alright baby. Just let it go." Brian told me.
"N-No... not yet." I stammered as I bit harshly into my bottom lip, feeling as though maybe I'd chipped a tooth one off my lip rings.
Brian coiled his strong arm around my neck, kissing me deeply before pulling away. "I want you to. Now. Come inside me."
I nodded my head in compliance and managed to finish myself off within a couple hard thrusts. I don't think I had ever blown a load that hard before in my life. It was enough to make me drowsy as I fell on top of Brian, my cock dripping hot cum inside him.
Brian stroked my damp hair soothingly as I breathed profoundly the pungent scent of sweat soaked intercourse and his stale cologne. Just like when I was getting ready to fuck him, I felt like I could just lay on top of him for the rest of my life. Especially when he toyed with bits of my hair and kissed the top of my head lovingly. My heart beat so hard in my chest that Brian actually giggled at the feeling.
"Don't have a heart attack on me." He said in a gentle whisper.
"I'll be okay." I assured him.
"Good." Brian said as he wrapped his arms around me and flipped our positions so I was on my back underneath of him. I knew it was that time to uphold my end of the deal. Even if I was spent, exhausted and would rather not go through the procedure of feeling what it was like to be anally penetrated.
Brian sat up on top of me. All around us the bedspread was wrinkled a mess as a result of me viciously fucking him not but two minutes before. "You've never done this before?"
"No," I said, feeling a blush come into my cheeks. "You know that."
Brian began to laugh.
"What? Why is that funny?" I asked.
"Because, you've been missing out on the greatest thing since televised sports and beer." Brian told me.
I remembered watching Brian's face, the way it contorted with pure sexual gratification when I was pounding into him. Hearing those provocative noises spilling from Brian's velveteen lips had to be the most compelling soundscape I'd ever listened to. Something must have been enjoyable on his end by the way he was cursing and panting aloud. I was curious now.
"I heard it hurts." I said.
"That's why I'm going to use lots and lots of lube with you." Brian said as he stretched over to open the drawer of the small table and pull out a pretty large bottle of coconut sorbet scented lubrication.
"Oh Jesus." I murmured.
"Save your prayers for when you're having the greatest orgasm of your life." Brian said slyly.
"I don't think my body can handle another orgasm. Not after that fucking show." I said.
"Oh yes it will, trust me." Brian said and then popped the cap off the lube.
I watched him slather that lube on his hard cock like he was icing a cake. His hand slid up and down his length to evenly distribute the liquid. I grew a little fearful laying under Brian and watching him use up at least half of what was left in the bottle.
"Is it going to be that bad that you need to use all of that lube?" I asked.
"Unless, you've ever had anything else up your ass before, then yes. But it feels better once you adjust to the stretch."
"Stretch?"
Brian nodded. "Don't worry Zacky-baby. Brian will take good care of you. I'll fuck you like you're a kitten or a small child. Then once you get used to it, I can start going faster."
I laughed uneasily as Brian lifted my left leg and slung it over his shoulder. He pressed his lips to the inside of my thigh and stroked the length of my leg, pressing the side of his face to my skin. I would be a liar if I said I wasn't a little scared. The way Brian spoke of anal sex made me quite fearful, added with the fact that he was not lacking in size at all. I had no idea what sort of pain or pleasure Brian was promising me.
"I'm going to push right into you, and it's going to hurt. But I'm going to do this fast." Brian confessed.
"No! Don't hurt me." I begged.
Brian leaned forward, trapping me on either side with his strong arms. He pressed an amorous kiss to my lips. "I can go slow and it will take forever. Every inch will feel like hell," Said Brian in a gentle voice. "If I do it like this, then I won't have to wait as long to start fucking your brains out."
I shuddered when I felt the head of Brian's cock press up against my hole. I'd never been touched there and the feeling was a little foreign and awkward. Suddenly, Brian shivered and giggled excitedly.
"What?" I asked.
"M'just trying to imagine how incredibly tight your little asshole must be before I actually feel it." Brian said admittedly.
I held my breath and looked up at Brian, readying myself for something that was really a plane's flight away from my boundaries. I closed my eyes when I felt him start to push through and gritted my teeth subconsciously. Then all of a sudden, Brian slammed into me, knocking the breath right out of my lungs with the quick jerk of his hips.
"Oh dear Lord!" I exclaimed.
I was so painfully full of Brian that I couldn't even fathom how it could supposedly get better. He must have been at least seven or eight inches. And putting that inside of a virginal hole that fast was ungodly.
"Just take your mind off it." Brian cooed.
"Fuck! Oh God, Brian that hurts!" I yelled at him.
"I know it hurts but you're gonna have to deal with it." Brian ordered.
I writhed and squinted in pain. "Take it out, please. Just for a second!"
Suddenly, Brian slapped me in the face. I blinked hard and gasped, raising my hand up to my cheek to touch the side of my face he hit. "What the fuck?"
"Deal with it! Goddamn it Zack!" Brian said before he drew out a few inches and thrust back in.
"I fucking hate you." I whined as Brian began pushing into me, but not with even half of the force I'd used on him.
Brian shook his head and moaned. "You love it. You love me when I'm being bad."
"I hate you right now!"
Brian sighed, tossing his head back with his eyes closed, delighting in my heat while I suffered beneath him. Before I knew it, Brian was rocking the bed, and I had to adjust myself to feeling him pound into me for the first time in my life. Brian was the first to ever have me this way. And I had to admit, it was not what I expected. I gazed up at him, sparkling like a bronze God that was moaning my name softly after almost every thrust inwards.
I didn't start getting used to the feeling of Brian inside me until he was almost finished, but I didn't really mind. I just wanted it to be over with. I was still twitching and breathless from fucking him just moments ago and I couldn't get it up again if my life depended on it.
"Come on Brian." I urged him.
"Hang on babe, I'm almost there," Brian groaned. "Just relax."
Another minute passed and Brian finally reached his release and came to the same exhausted end that I did. Brian lowered his body on top of mine and rested his head on my chest. We were sticky against each other and so warm. He must have felt the same way as I had, his heart surging, head spinning, breath coming out in ragged gasps after his orgasm.
I helped him relax by dragging my nails lightly up and down his back and pressing soft kisses into his hair. Brian reached up and laced our fingers together as we laid nearly motionless in the center of his bed.
"So I guess I'm staying the night then?" I asked, hoping Brian hadn't dozed off on me.
Brian nodded his head without a word spoken. I felt my lips tug into a smirk as I nuzzled into his unruly locks.
"No movies?"
Brian shook his head and that was the only response that I really needed.
Before I could slip into the deep chasm of unconscious bliss, I wondered to myself; where had all my inhibitions gone? Even just a month ago I would have never found myself in a position like the one I was in. I was still coming to terms with the fact that my attraction for Brian was heightening to seemingly new levels. I had just let him fuck me, violate me. And I didn't feel even the tiniest fleck of regret. No eyes could berate me for what I was doing. Not even my father's voice echoing in my head and telling me I was the last of a great legacy of Bakers, and would forever remain the ending could make me feel bad.
All in all, I knew this boiled down to the gorgeous man asleep on top of me. As I got to know Brian, I discovered that he was just as prismatic as everyone else could be. He was like my incomplete puzzle, and every day I was finding new pieces of him to put together. Perhaps soon I'd be able to understand this mysterious creature that had once walked into my office and began taking over my life in only a few short days. Today I had found his solace, his need and his adventure. Today, I also found my solace, my need and my adventure.
What other things would I find out about myself while I was with him?
...oh man
favorite story everrrrrrrrr
:)
As I expected, Zack was bothered by that, but he's obviously starting a new part of his own life. The man has clearly begun realizing things about himself. That's huge.