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or what I do between bouts of Real Life
Out of Control 1 - B/J, NC-17
Well, I was off work today, and had a bunch of things to do... like plan a party for 100 in 5 weeks, clean house, go to the dentist, etc. So what did I do? Wrote fic for the first time in forever. Got the wild hair...

Just so you know, this is kind of a "stream of consciousness" thing - I didn't know where it was going when I started, and I just sort of pounded it out. I have a hard time re-reading what I've written, so it only had one small going over - there may be redundant words, tense changes, point-of-view changes - but I know myself well enough to know that if I spend a lot of time pouring over it, I'll just end up thinking it's shit and deleting it.

So here it is!

Title: Out of Control
Author: Happy
Date: 2/1/05
Rating: NC-17
Summary: B/J, PWP, things get a little out of hand
Warnings: Barebacking

Justin leaned back, biting his lower lip, as Brian's tongue traced a slow, sinuous path around his left nipple, up the middle of his chest and then over to his collar bone, where he sucked gently. As Brian moved upwards again, Justin dropped his head back and to the side, allowing Brian's plundering mouth full access to the smooth column of his neck. Brian littered little love bites along the tensing muscles, smiling as he heard Justin's gutteral moans begin. The boy was so easy... a hand down his pants, a tongue on his neck, and he was a wanton slut. Brian's slut...

The thought of the beautiful boy spread out on his bed, head thrown back, neck arching, thighs wide, hips rising up searching for any touch made Brian's dick jump, drawing a bead of pre-cum to the slit. The scent of Justin filled his nose and covered his tongue, making him even harder. Oh, yeah, the boy was in for it tonight. A long, rough ride...

But first things first.

Brian paused in his movements, backing slightly away from Justin's throat, simply breathing over the slippery wetness he'd left behind. He smiled slightly as Justin responded instinctually, curling his shoulder up a little as goosebumps rose on the spot. Moving his head up slightly, he took a shell-like earlobe between his teeth, worrying it softly.

"Mmm, you like that, don't you?" Brian breathed hotly into Justin's ear.

Justin's response was a louder moan, and a quick pulsing of his hard on against Brian's thigh, the tip painting a delicate lacework of precum.

"I'm going to fuck you into the mattress, Justin. Would you like that?" Brian growled.

"Please, God, please, Brian!" Justin groaned. "Slide that big dick into me... make me take it!"

"Oh, you'll take it, all right, my little slut. All the way..."

Sitting up, Brian put both hands on Justin's shoulders and pushed, spinning him over onto his stomach. Justin struggled to get his knees under him, but Brian had other ideas. He grabbed the back of Justin's neck, forcing his head into the pillow. Justin struggled under him, turning his head to the side for air, and casting a wild eye back at his forceful lover. Brian moved forward between Justin's legs, using his powerful thighs to force Justin's knees up and to the sides. When the boy was spread as widely as possible, Brian moved his hips forward, laying the thick stalk of his cock between Justin's twitching ass cheeks. He rutted against the boy slowly, rubbing the drooling cockhead along his crack, watching as his hole clenched and unclenched, trying to capture his dick. Oh, the boy was hungry for it tonight! Good thing, because he was ravenous.

Brian smirked to himself, thinking 'Let's up the antey a little bit'. Leaning forward, he brought his lips to Justin's ear. "I see your hungry hole, trying to suck my cock in. You really want it, don't you?"

"Brian, please, please, god, fuck me!" Justin moaned.

"I've been thinking... my cock feels so good, rubbing against your beautiful ass, your hot skin on mine, my cum painting you... skin on skin..." Brian crooned.

Justin's breath hitched, and his back arched even more. Oh my god, was Brian saying what he thought? Thoughts and images flashed through his mind - Brian's dripping dick, precum pooling in his hole, Brian gripping his hip and still pinning him down while pressing his hot length inside, using only his pre-cum as lube... Justin shuddered in ecstacy. "Do it... do it!" he cried, struggling to lift his hips and spread his legs even more. If only he could move that little bit... and then he did.

He heard Brian's gasp, as Justin shifted that little bit and managed to move his ass back, wedging the head of Brian's dick against his hole, the tip just starting to slide inside. Justin pushed down, opening himself, his ass a greedy mouth, sucking on the tip of Brian's cock. Again and again he pushed, milking it.

Brian's head spun, and his ears rang. He knew he shouldn't do this, that it went against everything he had ever taught Justin. But the boy's ass was an erotic combination of firm muscle, soft skin, and such a beautifully pliant hole, just made to fit his cock.

Justin took advantage of Brian's hesitation, and forced his hips higher, sliding another throbbing inch into his eager chute. He pulsed his muscles, pulling a deep moan out of Brian.

Brian pushed down harder on his neck as he tighted his grip on Justin's hip. The world was exploding in a kaleidoscope of colors, and the rush of blood in his ears was drowning out the little voice that was telling him to stop, back up, don't... He teetered on the edge of oblivion, muttering "Wait, hold on..." his voice sounding weak in his own ears.

Justin's head swam, as his ass short-circuited his brain. He managed to get his knees under hims a little, moving back and up as Brian gripped his hip tighter, gave a animalistic cry, and thrust deep into his upturned ass.

Brian's eyes were squeezed shut tight, all of his being centered in his dick and the warm, moist walls that caressed it. The velvet feeling of his boy's ass on his bare skin was unbelievable. He luxuriated in the sensation, deaf and dumb to anything else, holding himself balls deep. The shock of his forceful entry caused Justin to tighten, and he rode out the waves as Justin tried to relax.

Justin wheezed through his nose and open mouth, panting like a bitch in heat. His head reeled as sensations overwhelmed him. Brian was in him, bare! That thought alone caused his cock to pulse and his channel to tighten, drawing another moan out of Brian. "Fuck me, Brian! Cum in my tight little ass... do it!" he gasped, struggling to move again.

Brian suddenly froze, his hand stilling Justin's movements. The blinders fell from his eyes. What the fuck was he doing? Barebacking with Justin? He couldn't risk him that way! He pushed backwards, grunting as his dick was yanked from Justin's ass, then rolled off and onto his back, staring at the loft ceiling as sweat ran down his body.

Justin turned onto his side, moving over to slide a leg across Brian's and reaching down for his cock, but Brian blocked him, pushing him back to the other side of the bed.

"What's the matter?" Justin asked, knowing full well the battle raging in Brian's head. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

Brian barely heard him, his internal voices now clammoring. How could he have almost done that? How could he risk his beautiful boy, for something so stupid? Worse, how did Justin get so far under his skin that he would have even considered it? He had to get out of there.

Justin looked on in surprise as Brian got out of bed and reached into the closet for a pair of low-slung blue jeans, pulling them on without underwear.

"Where are you going? Brian?"

Brian didn't answer, he just pulled on a tight sleeveless black button up shirt and grabbed his Prada boots from the closet. He had to get out of there before he lost it, because he couldn't look too closely at what he had almost done. Maybe tomorrow, but definitely not right now. However, he still needed to get off.

"I'm going out. Don't wait up," he said shortly.

"Brian, wait! Don't go, come back to bed..." Justin pleaded.

Brian cut him off. "Sorry, Sunshine. If you don't want to stay here, you can go home to Daphne's." Ignoring the look of hurt in Justin's eyes, he grabbed a handful of condom's from the bowl by the bed, a few lube samples, and his leather jacket as he headed out the door, pulling it closed behind him. He had to forget what had just happened, and knew just the place to do it. The Baths.

Justin flopped back down on the bed, face twisted in an unhappy moue. He barely understood what had happened. One moment they were playing, then oh-my-god barebacking, then Brian was gone. He knew he shouldn't have pushed it, but he couldn't resist. He wanted nothing more than to cross that final barrier, to feel Brian shoot deep inside him, to be marked with the scent and the essence of his lover. He rolled over, hugging Brian's pillow to his chest, and breathed in his scent. Hopefully, Brian would be more willing to talk in the morning.


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weirdqafan From: weirdqafan Date: February 1st, 2005 09:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
You better be writing more of this. That's all I have to say.
qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 1st, 2005 09:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
No, it's really a knock off. I don't have the patience or the skill to write a series, or even more than the little bits.
weirdqafan From: weirdqafan Date: February 1st, 2005 09:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, but you have to write when Brian comes back. You REALLY need to!
qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 1st, 2005 09:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
weirdqafan From: weirdqafan Date: February 1st, 2005 09:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
From: loud99 Date: February 1st, 2005 09:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oooh the forbidden territory has been breached.
You have to write more NOW. What happens when Brian comes back?

I need closure here...please. *whimpers*
luceononuro From: luceononuro Date: February 1st, 2005 10:27 pm (UTC) (Link)

OK don't make me get rough!

You really do need to finish this - like you really, really do...
qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 1st, 2005 10:27 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: OK don't make me get rough!

Working on it, really!

aurora_84 From: aurora_84 Date: February 1st, 2005 10:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
I agree with everybody above me: you cannot leave us hanging here.

This was waaaaaaay hot, btw :))
lennongirl From: lennongirl Date: February 1st, 2005 10:32 pm (UTC) (Link)

Can I come up for air now?
shingalingp From: shingalingp Date: February 1st, 2005 10:35 pm (UTC) (Link)
yes please don't stop now. this is tooo good! barebacking B/J. Just what I've always wanted for them.
joissa From: joissa Date: February 1st, 2005 11:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, so you have to write more otherwise that'd be too cruel, :)
its_ktd From: its_ktd Date: February 1st, 2005 11:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
I nee some Brian at the Baths. Getting off and thinking about poor confuzzled Justin.


Great start if you continue! but great all around if you stop.

qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 1st, 2005 11:19 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, I seem to be stuck at him having a threesome in the Baths right now. I don't know how I'm gonna get back to where I need to be...
its_ktd From: its_ktd Date: February 1st, 2005 11:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
Quite the predicament.

Perhaps some sex to clear his mind, then some openness to Justin? That would make it a nice 2 parter.

qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 1st, 2005 11:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
It's that last part I have trouble with.

Sex alone is fine.

To wrap it up? I have trouble there.
babylonbabe From: babylonbabe Date: February 2nd, 2005 05:13 am (UTC) (Link)
Holy Shit!! on to read second part *needs fix*
qafhappy From: qafhappy Date: February 2nd, 2005 05:26 am (UTC) (Link)
I warn you... it's pure pr0n, with hardly a mention of Justin...
From: vedaprophet Date: February 2nd, 2005 07:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
omgomg!!!! Happy!! fuck this is hot! guh...

The boy was so easy... a hand down his pants, a tongue on his neck, and he was a wanton slut. Brian's slut...

G.U.H. that is so hot and brill, omg... *pants* *licks wanton slut!Justin, lol* *shudders*

Justin's head swam, as his ass short-circuited his brain. He managed to get his knees under him a little, moving back and up as Brian gripped his hip tighter, gave a animalistic cry, and thrust deep into his upturned ass.

*heart attack* please call 911, kthx... *twitches*

ok, off to read part 2! saw your warning above, don't care. pure pr0n needs no warning (even if Justin's not there)...lol.
msjudi From: msjudi Date: February 3rd, 2005 03:24 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh poor Justin :((

This was hot, hon, well done :) *hug*
prunejuicebob From: prunejuicebob Date: February 3rd, 2005 10:49 pm (UTC) (Link)
good job! will there be an 'Out of Control 3' soon....maybe...please? :D
21 Voices or Sing to Me