The happy couple did exactly as they had said they would. They went out to movies together, and had dinner afterwards. Brian made a picnic for AJ in the back yard on a sunny day. Together they took walks down through the park, though they couldn’t hold has as they wanted to. No matter what they always had to think of the press. It was a nuisance.
Yet, at the same time, they both thought that it probably helped them during that week. When they touched one another, it was like a wildfire. With the press there they weren’t allowed to touch the way that they wanted, which kept them from forgetting their rules and just jumping in to things. Nights were hard, knowing the other was down the hall. But they managed to maintain.
A day before they were due to go back, Brian took AJ to the airport so that he could fly home for things he’d need before they had to head out. Their goodbye was quiet, with a quick brotherly hug that the cameras snapped a photo of. Then AJ went on the plane, and Brian headed back to his suddenly empty house.
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As the elevator carried him up to the floor he would be staying on, AJ bounced on the balls of his feet. He was eager to see Brian again. It surprised him exactly how eager he was. It had only been a little over a day! But when the doors opened, AJ practically sprinted out. He made a pit stop at his room to drop off his bags first. After that, he bounced back in to the hall, practically running right in to security.
“Hey Marcus!” he said as he beamed at his personal security guard. “What’s shaking?”
“Good to see you bouncing back through here, Mr. AJ.”
AJ flashed one of his million dollar grins. “Where’s grand central at today?”
When Marcus pointed out Kevin’s room commonly called ‘grand central’, AJ gave him another cheeky grin and rushed down the hall. He couldn’t seem to control his energy. Not only was he back on tour, something that he loved, but he was going to get to see Brian again! That alone was enough to keep his energy jumping as he burst through Kevin’s door. “I’m heeeeerrrreeeee!” he called out, throwing his arms wide.
Laughter echoed through the living area of Kevin’s suite. The guys were spread out everywhere, obviously relaxing. Nick was taking up a whole couch to himself, as usual. Howie had one of the comfortable cushy chairs, and his feet were on the coffee table. Kevin was in the kitchen area behind the counter making coffee while Brian stood talking with him.
Brian turned to look at AJ, his eyes twinkling. He dropped his hands from the counter and held them out, gesturing for AJ to come hug him. As energetic as he was, AJ ran forward, laughing, and jumped right in to Brian’s arms, wrapping his legs around his waist. For a minute Brian stumbled until he managed to brace them both. His hands were on AJ’s hips, sliding to rest inside his back pocket.
With another laugh, AJ bent his head down and gave him a long, loud, smacking kiss. His smile was still in place when he pulled back with a loud smacking sound. “Hey, bear.”
“Hey to you too, Age.” Brian smiled back at him. “I can see someone’s happy today.”
AJ braced his weight on Brian’s shoulders for a minute and hopped down. There, he wrapped one arm around Brian’s shoulders. “That’s one way of putting it. Hyper is how I’d personally describe it.” AJ replied. He turned them so they were facing Kevin. “Hey big guy, got a cup of that jazzy junk for me?”
“Think I’m an idiot?” Kevin quipped. His smile was both amused and pleased. “You being hyper and drinking coffee just don’t mix. I don’t need to get a bill for damages to your room.”
“I would never destroy my room!” AJ indignantly replied. It was belied by the sparkle in his eyes.
“No, you’d destroy mine!” Howie piped up.
AJ looked over his shoulder to glare at his best friend. “That was one time, D. You ever gonna let it drop?”
“Not on your life!”
Laughter echoed through the room. It felt good to stand there and joke with everyone. To laugh about things and have a good time without having something in his system. AJ had almost forgotten what it was like to have a normal, good time. To be happy without being under the influence.
Kevin served the coffee to the other guys, pointedly passing AJ by as he did so. While they all got settled in with their cups, Brian took a moment to lean to AJ and whisper under all the noise. “I was thinking I’d come down tonight and visit with you.”
A chill ran down AJ’s spine. Even in a whisper there was no mistaking Brian’s tone. AJ let his drop down so he could mimic Brian and slide his hand into his loves back pocket. He gave a squeeze as he tipped his head to whisper back. “Are you trying to tell me something, Brian Thomas?”
Instead of squeezing back, Brian pinched him. He smirked when AJ jumped slightly. After checking to make sure the others were still talking, Brian nuzzled against the side of AJ’s neck. “I think we’ve been very patient.” He whispered against AJ’s skin. “But I think we’ve been patient long enough.” He nipped lightly at AJ’s neck before turning his head and simply resting it there.
If AJ had been full of energy before, it was nothing compared to how he felt now. For a week straight they had built a lot of sexual tension between the two of them. He fully agreed with Brian. They were ready to take it up a step. But now that he knew Brian felt the same way, it was taking everything he had not to drag Brian from the room. As if he knew that, Brian chuckled and gave a light squeeze.
“You two planning on visiting with us, or you just going to stand over there and glow at one another?” Nick called out.
A big grin spread over AJ’s face that had Nick scrambling to sit up. Brian moved back from AJ just as the younger man darted forward and jumped over the back of the couch to land right on top of Nick. Everyone laughed as Nick grunted, then proceeded to flip him and AJ to the floor. From years of experience, Kevin didn’t bother to stop them, only grabbed the coffee table and pulled it out of the way. The two youngest members wrestled around the floor, trying to pin one another.
Howie pulled a twenty out of his pocket, tossing it onto the now moved coffee table. “Twenty on Nick.” he said. Kevin shook his head at him, not in protest of betting, but in protest of Howie’s prediction. “Age has lost weight, sure, but he’s always been a scrapper.” He pulled twenty out of his pocket and added it to the pile. “I say J pins him in bout ten minutes.”
Stepping around the wrestling pair, Brian sat on the edge of Howie’s chair and tossed his own twenty to the pile. “Gotta agree with Kev here, D. Alex is a tough nut. But I say he’ll have it in two more minutes.”
The three settled back to watch as Nick almost managed to get AJ pinned to the ground. At the last minute AJ twisted and slid his way out. Using the advantage he swiped a leg under Nick, knocking his out from underneath them. Then AJ flipped on top of him and put one knee on his back and an wrapped an arm around Nick’s neck.
Brian smirked and picked up the sixty bucks off the table. “Thank you, gentlemen.” He said smugly. The grin slipped a little when AJ walked up and, after resting an arm on Brian’s shoulder, bent and took a twenty from the stack. At Brian’s glare he just smiled.
After that their evening settled in pretty well. They all chatted for a while, discussing things that were coming up on the tour. That was always how the first night was on the start of a tour. They discussed their plans, and stops along the way. But this time, AJ found he was unable to concentrate. He’d picked one of the comfortable living room chairs to sit in, but Brian had sat with him, on his lap. Under normal circumstances that would have been fine. But now, with his mind waiting for evening to come, he found that every movement Brian made was a pleasurable torture. He had a feeling that was Brian’s intention.
Finally, as the sky outside grew dark, Brian couldn’t contain it anymore. He gave a loud, gusty sigh, interrupting Kevin. Three heads turned to look at him; AJ already had his head resting against Brian’s back in an effort to try to relax and ignore the older man’s torture.
“Listen, guys, as great as this all is, I really, really don’t feel the need to sit here and dissect every step of the tour. I have better things I could do with my time right at this moment.” He shuffled a little, grinning inside when he felt AJ moan softly behind him. “So, if you don’t mind, I’m leaving.” Brian flashed them another grin. “But I’m taking this one with me.”
Brian took hold of AJ’s hand as he climbed to his feet. He didn’t even blush at the laughter or jokes that followed them out of the room. He did have to smile, though, at the way that AJ was practically skipping alongside him, suddenly hyper again. AJ took hold of both of Brian’s hands and spun so that he was walking backwards, pulling Brian along with him. “I thought I was becoming the impatient one in there.”
The look that Brian gave him was all blue fire. “You weren’t the only one.”
Cocking his head to the side, AJ grinned. Then he skipped forward and jumped again. This time Brian was more prepared. He had a split second in which he braced his weight, and then AJ’s legs were around his waist again, his arms around Brian’s neck. AJ’s hands slid, cupping Brian’s face so that he could lean in for a long, soul deep kiss. When he broke apart, Brian growled. Since they were right by AJ’s door, Brian took those few steps, bracing AJ’s back against the wall and taking AJ’s keep to unlock the door.
After he unlocked it and pushed it open he moved them in. AJ was kissing him again, and Brian was holding him up with one arm wrapped around to hold his ass. He used his other hand to slam the door shut, and then he was pinning AJ against the wall again and kissing him back with all the passion that had built between them for the past week.
Brian’s hands made quick work of pulling AJ’s shirt over his head. He ran his hands over that bare skin, enjoying the warmth of it. Then his own shirt was gone and they were pressed together, chest to chest. AJ’s hands were gripping Brian’s arms tightly as Brian trailed his mouth down to AJ’s neck and over his collarbone. He was such a contrast. Those slightly rough hands and skin as soft as silk. The tattoos and a voice that dripped sex, combined with that devastating smile and sweet disposition. AJ was a jumble of contradictions, and Brian loved every second of it.
With a loud moan, AJ pushed away from the wall, forcing Brian to stumble backwards. They bumped the edge of the couch, and AJ let his heels slide down to hook on the arm. Then he used that to brace and push him and Brian over. Brian landed flat on his back, with AJ right on top of him. Before he could protest, AJ’s lips were on his again, and all thoughts left his mind.
In total opposite of how they had just been, AJ’s hands slowed and his mouth turned gentler. The heat was still there, but it wasn’t the roaring fire. It was more of a steady blaze, consuming you from head to toe. Everywhere that AJ trailed his lips sent another spark through Brian. He brought his hands up, placing them in AJ’s hair, as AJ trailed his tongue down Brian’s abdomen. He stopped to circle his belly button, flicking his tongue inside of it.
Brian’s hips arched. But then AJ’s head was traveling lower, and somehow Brian realized that his jeans were undone. AJ was sliding them down slowly, nibbling on his skin as it was revealed inch by inch. His warm mouth followed the material down Brian’s leg, until he could toss both jeans and boxers to the floor. Then he was sliding back up, his hands warm against Brian’s legs.
“God, Alex.” Brian moaned. He brought his hands back up again to run them through AJ’s hair while the younger man nuzzled at his legs, nosing them apart. He paused for a moment to smile at his prize. AJ was trying his hardest to make this as good as possible for Brian. He didn’t want their excitement to get in the way of showing his partner how good this could be. AJ wanted to make him mindless, and show him exactly how much he loved him. He wanted this to different than it ever had been for either of them.
He flicked his tongue out, trailing it up the side of Brian’s erection, enjoying the way his lover gasped and arched. AJ took Brian’s tip in to his mouth, sucking lightly, sliding down his length just to slide back up and let him drop. He’d lick him again, then repeat the process. One of his hands trailed down, cupping Brian’s sack in his hand, rolling the weight around.
Above him, Brian was gasping and moaning, his eyes half open. His hands would convulsively clutch in AJ’s hair, and his hips kept rolling, begging for more. “Oh, God, Alex. Oh, ohhh.” He let his legs drop open further, allowing AJ more room on the couch. His lover took him all the way in at the same moment that he dropped his hand down lower, one finger rubbing around Brian’s entrance. As he sucked, AJ very carefully and very slowly slid his finger in, letting Brian adjust to it in stages.
Everything felt amazing. Brian couldn’t keep his thoughts focused on any one thing. AJ’s mouth was, well, fantastic; and that wandering finger of his was showing Brian things he had never thought of. When it tapped against his prostate he jerked slightly at the strength of the sensation, but AJ’s mouth soothed him back down. AJ began to time the movement of his finger with the suction of his mouth. Both were slow and steady, setting an easy pace that was driving Brian out of his mind. Then one finger became two, and the pleasure doubled. AJ glanced up, watching the way Brian’s face contorted as he writhed around the couch, moans dripping from his lips.
AJ slowly slid his fingers out first, then let Brian drop from his mouth. He moved up his lovers body, noticing the sweat that had dampened his skin. Their lips came together, and the sweetness of the kiss almost brought tears to AJ’s eyes. He felt Brian’s hands on his pants and allowed him to unhook them and push them along his hips. AJ reached back with one hand to finish pulling them off, and then he tossed them to the floor. Then they were pressed together, skin to skin, hard against hard. Brian’s skin was slightly rougher from years of playing basketball shirtless in the sun. AJ’s was soft, something he had inherited from his mother.
As AJ brought his hand back up, he trialed it along Brian’s leg, settling at his hip. He shifted them both, hooking under Brian’s knee and then bringing his hand back to rest on the edge of the couch. Brian brought his other leg up and draped it over the back of the couch. It opened Brian to him, and he slid in the cleft made there, letting his body touch on Brian’s in the most intimate way.
He looked up, and in Brian’s face he saw lust, yes, but also trust, and a wealth of love. “It might hurt a little.” He warned, and his voice was lower than it ever had been, and rough with his own need and emotion. Brian smiled up at him. “It’s ok.” Then he was moving, and AJ was moving, and he was trying to take it slow but God, Brian felt so tight and warm. It took every ounce of AJ’s control to go in easy, to be buried in as far as he could go, and not to move. He wouldn’t move until Brian was ready. But Brian was running his hands up and down AJ’s arms, whispering “Move. It’s easier when you were moving.”
What else could he do? AJ started to move his hips, slow, deliberate rolls that had Brian gasping and AJ’s muscles clenching. Sweat slicked their skin. AJ bent down for another kiss, his hips never breaking their movement. He reached between them, wrapping a hand around Brian’s dick, trying to time the movement of his hand to the roll of his hips. Soon he had the steady pace going.
Brian was moaning louder now, his body thrusting down the couch, trying to get the pace he craved. AJ was driving him insane, straight out of his mind. Nothing had ever felt so good in his entire life. He knew he was loud as he gasped and moaned but he didn’t care. The pleasure was building, slowly, slowly, consuming him from the inside out. He could feel that peak getting closer. His hips tried to move again, to get AJ to go faster, and his lover complied, upping the speed only slightly. It was enough.
Light exploded in Brian’s vision, and his body snapped taunt as a bowstring. He swore that from the tips of his toes to the crown of his head his body simply curled with the strength of his orgasm.
It was the most erotic thing that AJ had ever watched. His control snapped as well, hearing Brian call his name, feeling those muscles clamp him down in their warmth, knowing that he had driven his lover to this. AJ buried himself deep and emptied his load.
When they were both done, AJ pulled out carefully and dropped down on Brian, rolling to lay cuddled between him and the back of the couch. They knew they would have to get up soon to go clean up, but neither was willing to move yet. Their muscles felt like they were made of jelly.
“I love you, Alexander.” Brian whispered to the darkened room.
AJ’s lips curved. He mustered up enough energy to kiss Brian’s shoulder. “I love you too, Brian.”