Chapter 9: Reconnecting


Justin walked into the loft in front of Brian, still silently seething. Why did Michael have to open his mouth and ruin this night for Brian? It was up to him to make sure his boy could relax and get a good night's sleep. He grinned. "Go take a shower and meet me in the bedroom, cookie."

Brian had just shut the door when he heard what Justin said. He grinned and headed straight for the bathroom. It looked like Master wanted to play, and that was just fine with him. "Yes, Master."

After a quick shower, Brian walked back into the bedroom to find the only source of light came from two fragrant candles. His eyes scanned the bed which had been stripped of its duvet and then moved to take in a very naked Justin. He licked his lips as he felt himself growing hard.

"Get on the bed, face down."

Brian dropped the towel from around his waist and crawled up on the bed lying flat. His anticipation was palpable. He had no idea what Master had in mind, but he couldn't wait to find out. He'd learned over the last year that certain surprises could be very good indeed.

Justin picked up the silk blindfold and slipped it over his boy's head. "Relax, cookie. Tonight your body belongs to me completely. I want you to take deep breaths."

Brian closed his eyes because he couldn't see anything anyway. He took a deep breath and released it as he felt strong fingers massaging his scalp.

"That's good. Just keep taking slow breaths. Concentrate on regulating your breathing, the touch of my hands, and the sound of my voice."

Brian focused on each movement those fingers made as he kept his breathing slow. He moaned softly as he felt the fingers travel down the back of his neck. He'd felt a headache coming on from his confrontation with Michael, but those fingers had a magic quality. They searched out and found every ache and soothed it.

Justin picked up the bottle of oil and squirted some on his palm, rubbing his hands together vigorously before starting on Brian's shoulders.

Brian felt his muscles relaxing as those hands moved across the top of his shoulders and down each arm. He never realized how much tension seemed to be in his hands and wrists until he felt those fingers working their magic.

Justin got some more oil and raked his hands down Brian's back, rubbing and kneading.

Brian was concentrating on his breathing, but didn't realize that he was moaning on each exhale…just a very low humming noise. He gasped as he felt a slick finger slide down the cleft between his ass cheeks. He didn't know how to process what he was feeling. His muscles felt lethargic and unresponsive, but he was also extremely turned on. He moaned louder on each exhale as the finger moved in small circles around his hole.

Justin smiled as he listened to the change in Brian's breathing. "Slow breaths, cookie. Keep your breathing slow and even." He gripped a cheek in each hand and kneaded the muscles before moving down working on each thigh.

Brian tried to concentrate on his breathing, but his body seemed to be floating. It was really strange because his limbs felt like they weighed a ton. When Master told him to flip over, it took an almost herculean effort to accomplish the task.

Justin grabbed the pillow he had on the side and pushed it beneath Brian's hips as his boy practically flopped over. "Spread your legs wide."

Brian groaned at the effort it took him to follow instructions, but was rewarded when he felt Master's fingers moving over his forehead and down his cheeks. He barely registered the fact that he was hard and leaking. It was almost as if he were in a hypnotic trance with his deep breathing and Master's fingers the only things keeping him grounded. His body seemed to sink into the mattress. He had no control over his muscles.

Justin moved down his boy's chest with sure steady strokes ending just above his navel. He moved on to each leg working his way down and rubbing each foot before working his way back up. Finally, he concentrated on Brian's erection, using his oil slick hands to firmly squeeze and stroke until he noticed the change in cookie's breathing. "Slow deep breaths. Concentrate on your breathing."

Brian was moaning louder with each exhaled breath. Those fingers found the spot behind his sac and pressed firmly causing him to moan even louder as that feeling was transferred deep inside him. He couldn't lift his hips to apply more pressure. The only thing he could do was endure the waves of pleasure that radiated throughout his entire body. His muscles didn't tense at the onslaught of the feelings but remained relaxed and pliant which only seemed to intensify the pleasure he was experiencing.

Justin focused all his attention on the hard shaft alternating between firm and light strokes, enjoying the sounds his boy was making without even seeming to know. "I'm going to possess you completely. Every inch of your body will feel me." He continued stroking for a few more seconds before breaking contact to sheath himself and add extra lubrication. He positioned himself and pressed forward, feeling very little resistance as he slid all the way inside in one stroke.

Brian released his breath with a long soft moan as he felt Master sliding inside. There was no pain, only a full sensation that seemed to drive him higher. It felt like he was being massaged from the inside out as his muscles seemed to follow every movement. He tried to concentrate on his breathing but it was a bit difficult considering he'd stopped breathing.

"Breathe, cookie. Just listen to my voice and feel." Justin pulled out very slowly and sank back inside with the same unhurried motion of his hips.

Brian finally took a deep breath and let it out with a low moan. He wanted to move his hips or use his arms to pull his Master down for a kiss, but his body wouldn't cooperate. All he could do was feel the intense sensations ripple through him. His body was so relaxed he didn't even flinch when he felt a sharp pain on his right nipple. It just blended in with everything else. He felt as if he'd been on the verge of coming for hours. His confused brain was trying to determine if it was pleasure or pain that he was feeling, but it really didn't matter because it all felt good.

Justin continued his slow languid thrusts and reached down to stroke his boy where he needed it the most. His movements were deliberate and leisurely, lingering inside for a moment before replaying the whole scenario again. He leaned down and kissed his boy gently. "Come for me, cookie."

Brian groaned softly. He wanted to come so badly, but it was like his body didn't have the energy any longer. He was rocking on the edge and didn't have the strength to tip forward just that little bit. He felt his Master pull out slowly and then push back inside. It was maddening. He was moaning almost constantly which was the only thing he was capable of doing.

Justin rubbed his thumb over the head of Brian's erection quickly as he slowly sank inside his boy once again. "Come for me, cookie."

Brian felt the sensation starting in his toes. It seemed to climb up his legs and settle between them for a moment before it burst forth with the force of a tidal wave and crashed over his entire body submerging in a pleasure so intense he was unable to force even the smallest sound from his throat. Time seemed to stop as his body shivered in reaction. His muscles seemed to come back to life as his body arched high off the bed and a low groan was ripped from his lips. His eyes rolled back and he couldn't catch his breath. In the next instant, everything went completely dark.

Justin pushed back inside once more and road out the fury of his own orgasm as Brian's body spasmed. He collapsed on top of his boy until he was finally able to catch his breath. He gently pulled out, disposed of the condom, and removed the pillow from beneath Brian's hips. After cleaning both their stomachs with the towel he'd brought out earlier, he pulled the duvet back up, crawling in beside his boy and covering them both. He kissed the top of Brian's head. "Sleep, cookie. I've got you. I've always got your back."