AJ listened at his door as his friends headed to the elevator to head out to the clubs. At one point in his life he would have been with them, ready to dance and drink the night away. It never failed to amaze him that all he wanted anymore was to spend a quiet evening in with Brian. The clubs had lost their appeal to him. Dancing was still fun. But why go out and dance with strangers when he could turn music on the stereo in his room and dance with his lover? There was no need to drink anymore. As corny as it sounded, he generally felt intoxicated by Brian’s presence.
Now he was getting all sentimental sounding. Since when had he developed this mushy side? That was a stupid question to ask. He laughed at himself, heading toward the balcony for one last smoke. It was easy to pinpoint when it had started. Smack dab in the middle of his month of rehab when he finally admitted that the droves of women he’d run through just weren’t doing it for him; but the curly haired blond from Kentucky did.
That had proved to be the best decision he had ever made. AJ lit his cigarette and blew the smoke into the cool night air. He thought idly to himself that if there wasn’t the chance of paparazzi, the balcony would be a great place for sex.
His body was humming in anticipation. It seemed that even though they all practically lived together, he and Brian spent half their time apart. Sure, they were around one another, but not the way they wanted to be. They had to censor themselves around the others, or anywhere that press could see them. Somehow they managed to make it work. Any chance they got to sneak away from the crowd, they took it.
Like earlier, when he’d cornered Brian in his dressing room. AJ had strolled down the hallway, not caring if people saw where he was going. If you were confidant about what you were doing most people wouldn’t bother to second guess it. So he kept his walk casual, same as if he was going to visit Howie. But when he’d stepped into Brian’s dressing room he had shut the door with an audible click. His lover hadn’t jumped, or turned around. He’d continued to pull his clothes off to change into the outfit he was going to wear.
That had been too much skin for AJ to pass up. He’d walked right up behind Brian and spun him around for one hell of a kiss. As usual Brian had responded instantly and with all the passion he had. AJ wondered if Brian knew how much that turned him on. Not just the kiss, though Brian was an excellent kisser, but the fact that AJ knew Brian held nothing back. Everything he felt he poured into their encounters, never bothering to keep any part of himself back.
It had taken everything AJ had not to bend Brian over the vanity and fuck him until neither one of them could walk. He had known Brian would let him, which made it all the harder to resist. But they didn’t have enough time for that. So instead AJ had settled for a hot and heavy make out session that had left them both breathless and longing for more.
AJ knew he was a very sexual person. He wasn’t the type to have sex each night, only in bed. He liked to have sex just about everywhere. He liked to experiment with different places, different positions. Different games. Who would have guessed that Brian was so receptive to things like that? It had both surprised and pleased AJ to find Brian so willing to try things. Then it had aroused him when his lover had become comfortable enough to start suggesting his own ideas.
He had thought for sure that the one area Brian would be shy would be if they had the chance of getting caught. AJ liked the thrill. The idea that, at any moment, someone could walk in on them and discover them. He’d been amazed yet again to discover that, when he first tried it, it was a huge turn on for Brian. Who would have guessed?
There was so much about his love he was learning that he had never guessed at before. Some of it he had been able to guess. Brian was a cuddling type of person. This worked out perfectly because AJ was too. Or that Brian was easily pleased by things like movie nights, or board games. He was content to spend the evenings doing things like that with his partner. Those things AJ had already known. They were a part of Brian; his easy going attitude.
But he had never guessed the easily bruised soul underneath the casual exterior. Where AJ was mostly rough edges, Brian had always been the one who was smooth. Most everything he had a joke for, or a laugh or a smile. He was hard to rile, and they had all assumed he was hard to offend. That wasn’t the case. More often than not his humor was a cover for what he really felt. Some things hurt his feelings that AJ would have never guessed at. Underneath it all was a person who was begging for someone to love him, to be his partner, or to lean on. He had shouldered a lot in his years, and after finding AJ, he was learning how to share that burden. It made AJ feel both special, and humbled.
The only thing that drove AJ absolutely batty was the way that Brian worried about their friends. He was afraid to tell them about their relationship out of fear of losing their friendship. In AJ’s mind, if they were true friends then nothing should be able to change that. The fear that Brian had of telling his family, though, that AJ understood. He was a little scared of that one too. But in the long run it was their lives and they were the ones who were going to live with it. If they were happy, shouldn’t the people who love them be happy too? If they couldn’t accept it, well, fuck them then.
So lost in thought was he that he never heard the door to his hotel room open, or the footsteps that echoed almost silently across the room. It wasn’t until a pair of familiar arms wrapped around his waist that he realized he was no longer alone.
His small jump had Brian chuckling in his ear. “Hey baby.” He whispered, nipping the bottom of AJ’s ear. Those warm, talented hands slid under AJ’s shirt to caress his stomach. Very lightly AJ growled as he ground his cigarette into the ashtray. Brian knew all the right places to touch on him to get him going, and he had already been horny, waiting for the evening to get here. Just one touch of Brian’s hands against his skin had him going hard. Feeling the body pressed up against him, AJ realized he wasn’t the only one that was eager.
He pulled out his ever present tin of mints from his pocket and popped a few, sucking on them as he let his head fall back against Brian’s shoulder. A part of him knew they should move inside the hotel room just in case a paparazzi helicopter went past. But those warm hands were tracing patterns on his skin, and that muscular body was pressed against his back, and he wanted nothing more than to stay where he was.
One of Brian’s hands traveled up, smoothing over AJ’s chest. Idly those fingers took hold of his nipple, tugging at it and rolling it around until it was pebble hard. As he did, Brian’s lips moved from the gentle nibbling at his ear, down to warm, wet kisses along his neck. AJ couldn’t help the way his body rolled slightly. It never took much on Brian’s part to have him wanting, needing.
Brian pulled on them, walking them backwards until they were inside the patio door. Realizing his cue, AJ reached out and shut it, as well as the curtains. He made to turn around, to step to Brian, but his lover just pulled him back again so AJ’s backside was plastered against Brian’s front. Brian’s hands went back to work while Brian’s mouth picked up where it had left off.
Too turned on to protest, AJ reached one hand behind him, hooking it to Brian’s hip, and raised the other hand to wrap loosely around Brian’s neck. As Brian’s hands danced across his skin, AJ started a slow grinding, holding Brian’s hip against his. He rolled his body, pressing them intimately together. He was rewarded with a moan in his ear.
With another growl, AJ pulled away from Brian and spun around. He leaned forward and touched his lips to Brian. Moaning, AJ wrapped his arms around Brian's neck, holding him closer. He slipped his tongue through Brian's lips and allowed their tongues to duel. All the fire they’d felt through the day had built and built until they were both ready to burst with it.
Brian ran his hands over AJ’s arms, those strong arms he loved so much. He let his hands trace back until he found what he loved; AJ’s ass. He pulled him tight against him. In response, AJ moaned. God, it felt so good! Their erections rubbed together through their jeans. It was almost too much. AJ’s hands were suddenly frantic as he grabbed at the hem of Brian’s shirt and started to yank it up. Brian’s hands followed suit and they broke apart long enough to pull of their shirts and throw them to the floor. Then they were back together again, their lips locked.
Moving his hands, AJ slid them down the back of Brian’s jeans, cupping the ass that he loved so much. He pulled and rolled their hips together, swallowing Brian’s moan. The need was so strong in them they could barely breathe. Suddenly their hands were moving, undoing one another’s belts, unbuttoning jeans and sliding them to the floor. In no time they were naked.
AJ took control, backing Brian into the closed door that led to the bedroom. He had a hold of Brian’s hips and was gyrating against him. There was going to be no seduction this time. Neither of them wanted it. “I want you.” Brian moaned against AJ’s lips. “Now. I want you now.”
Those words never failed to thrill AJ. “Brace yourself.” He growled. A light came into Brian’s eyes when he realized what AJ meant. He lifted his hands above his head, holding on to the door frame. With his assistance, AJ lifted Brian’s legs so that they were wrapped around his waist.
"Hold on tight." AJ instructed. He widened his stance to brace himself. The door held most of Brian’s weight, as did the grip Brian had on the doorframe, but it gave AJ more stability. He reached one hand underneath Brian to take a hold of himself. He rubbed the precum into his skin, moaning at the feel of his own hand, at the sight of the gorgeous man displayed in front of him.
“Do it, Alex.” Brian moaned out. He let his hips roll down a little to show AJ what he wanted. He felt those fingers at his pucker and shifted again. “Can’t wait. God, I need you. Now.”
AJ moaned at the fevered sound to Brian’s voice. He positioned himself at Brian’s entrance and pushed, letting himself just barely slide in. He groaned loudly as those tight muscles clamped on him. He buried his body deep inside of Brian with a long thrust that had them both moaning. Then AJ was moving inside him and it was heaven. Brian’s erection throbbed as AJ hit his prostate. He clenched his muscles involuntarily in response. AJ’s arms were around his hips, supporting his waist. They tightened as AJ leaned forward to bury his head against Brian’s shoulder. The feel of Brian clenching around him had AJ gasping and thrusting harder. “God, baby, I won’t last if you do that.”
Brian’s lips curved in a evil smile full of passion and promise. He clenched his muscles tighter. He held on tightly and rotated his hips, grinding down into every one of AJ’s thrusts. The growl AJ gave had Brian shivering. He loved when AJ growled. Then AJ’s hand was wrapping around Brian’s cock and he found he couldn’t think anymore. AJ was pushing into him hard and fast and his hand was doing that pump and pull that could drive a man mad.
The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping together and harsh breathing. They knew one another’s bodies perfectly. Knew what the other liked, and what they didn’t. How close the other was to cumming. So AJ recognized the signs in Brian and angled himself to guarantee that he hit Brian’s prostate. Each time he did, Brian’s muscles clamped down.
Brian’s orgasm hit him first. He flung his head back into the door with a loud shout as he shot his load all over AJ’s hand. The feeling of Brian cumming and watching his face as he did drove AJ almost to the peak. He was sweating as he thrust in deep.
Knowing what to do to drive AJ over the edge, Brian started to use the door frame to help him rise and fall, adding to AJ’s thrusts. “Let go, baby.” He whispered throatily, his voice husky in that post orgasmic way. “Cum in me. Do it.”
Whenever Brian talked dirty it always ignited AJ’s passion. This time was no different. Thrusting faster and faster, he let himself go and slammed into his lover one last time before emptying himself as he cried out his name in ecstasy.
Slowly, carefully, AJ pulled himself out of his lover. Together they slid down from the door to sit against it on the ground. Brian’s head found AJ’s shoulder and he snuggled in. “You’re gonna be the death of me one day, Alex.” He teased him softly.
“Hell, what a fucking way to die.”