timehasa_way | Bodily Sin (ARok)

Brian opened the door with a friendly grin on his face, delighted to see AJ on the other side of it.

AJ held up a copy of Brian’s “Welcome Home” CD. “I heard you put out a solo record, so I went out and bought it.” He lowered the CD and gripped it in both hands, looking down at it and nodding. “It’s good,” he said, flipping the CD over, as if taking a look at the track listing. Thinking for a second, he shrugged. “Maybe not as good as what I’ve been working on, but it’s good.”

Brian giggled. “Whatever, man, if you would play me some of your stuff, maybe I could judge…but I don’t think you’re gonna get anywhere challenging God.” He stepped back, holding the door open for his friend, both of them smiling at each other as the door closed behind them.

AJ discarded his hat and scarf (and the CD) on a nearby chair and leaned in towards Brian. “As if I wasn’t going to Hell already.”

Brian sighed, turning away and shaking his head in mock disapproval. “You really should try to reform yourself, AJ.”

AJ came up behind Brian, wrapping his arms around the Southerner’s waist, head resting on his shoulder as his breath tickled his ear. “I would, but I can’t. You see, there’s this guy…” He pressed himself closer to Brian and nipped at his ear.

Brian sucked in a sharp breath, head leaning back as AJ’s teeth moved onto his neck and shoulder. “Oh, yeah?” he asked, keeping his tone as nonchalant as possible. “What guy?”

“Some jackass,” AJ breathed, lips placing gentle kisses along Brian’s jaw as he slid a hand down to the front of Brian’s jeans, his fingers working the zipper. “Writes songs about Jesus…beautiful voice…but such a touch of sin.” His tongue licked the shell of Brian’s ear, his hand forcing itself into the opening of Brian’s jeans, rubbing the boxer-clad erection he found waiting for him inside.

Brian pushed into AJ’s touch, eyes closed, breathing becoming heavier. “What kind of sin?”

“Bodily sin,” AJ said, leaning forward so that his hand dipped lower in the open jeans, cupping and rubbing Brian more firmly. He smirked as he watched Brian’s lips part in a low moan, tiny beads of sweat beginning to form on the blonde’s forehead.

Brian’s eyes opened slowly, gazing into AJ’s, silently pleading for a kiss. AJ’s free hand made its way up to the back of Brian’s neck, absentmindedly playing with the light blond curls hanging there before pressing against the skin, drawing Brian closer to him. AJ could never refuse that stare.

Their lips met, tongues followed, and Brian turned so that he was facing AJ, the rebel’s hand still down his pants, rubbing him gently. Brian moaned, breaking the kiss and leaning his forehead against AJ’s, panting slightly. While Brian’s eyes were downcast, watching the movements of AJ’s hand inside his pants, AJ’s were staring lovingly at Brian, wanting to watch every second of the effect he had on him.

Brian suddenly grunted, lifting his head and grabbing AJ’s wrist, pulling it out of his opened jeans. “Bone?” he asked, nuzzling the other man’s neck.

“Hmm?”

“Can we go upstairs?” he whispered.

AJ pulled away completely, smiling at the blonde, who now stood in front of him with mussed hair, wrinkled clothing, and opened pants, with a noticeable protrusion barely housed in the exposed boxers.

“You sure Leigh won’t mind?” he asked, eyes twinkling with mischief. “I mean…with it being your bed and all…”

“AJ…” Brian trailed off, his eyes focused on the man before him as he came forward and grasped his hand, tugging on his arm to lead him upstairs to the bedroom.

AJ’s smile faded, and he followed along. Brian was serious now…he was through with joking about it. That was one thing AJ had learned through the years. You never got Brian all riled up for nothing. Once he started, he was going to finish, whether that meant screwing someone else in his wife’s bed or not.

The journey up the stairs was slow. Brian was taking his time, and AJ could feel the intensity of Brian’s feelings for him in the tips of his fingers. A slight shiver ran down his spine. He knew what he was in for. Brian always paid special attention to his lovers. There could never just be fucking with Brian. If Brian made love with you, it was real…he meant it. He wouldn’t do this with just anyone. Which is why AJ’s heart was beating so rapidly as they finally neared Brian’s bedroom door. Maybe he did joke about it a lot, but this was why he came back to Brian so often. He’d never felt so important to anyone else. Not as much as when he was alone with Brian. In the outside world, he was a lot of things to a lot of different people. But in here…with Brian…he was amazing, wanted, loved, needed. He was perfect in Brian’s eyes, and Brian had told him so.

Once inside, Brian turned around to kiss AJ softly on the lips, both of their hands clasped tightly together now. Pulling away and licking his lips, Brian reached behind AJ and closed the door, locking it.

“It’s just us now,” he whispered, pulling AJ over to the bed.

AJ smirked. “It was before, too.”

Brian turned to look at him and smiled. “You know what I mean, Alex.”

AJ’s heart skipped a beat. Brian laid back on the bed, crawling back on it till he reached the pillows, his innocent blue eyes fixed on AJ the entire time.

“Yeah…Yeah, I do.”

He crawled up the bed on his hands and knees, looming over Brian as he leaned down to share in another soft kiss. Looking into Brian’s eyes, AJ undid his jeans the rest of the way sliding them down Brian’s body until…

AJ looked down, wondering why he couldn’t pull the jeans the rest of the way off. Brian giggled, and AJ turned red. “Fucking shoes,” he chuckled, taking them off and tossing them across the room.

He took Brian’s jeans off, taking his socks with them, and tossed them on the floor. Crawling back up Brian’s body, his hands traveled up the inside of the other man’s thighs, his fingers grasping the material of the boxers there and slowly pulling them off. Brian moaned and groaned and thrusted his hips, his cock finally springing free.

AJ tossed the wet boxers away, glancing at Brian’s glistening cock before leaning forward to whisper in his ear. “I love the sounds you make.”

Brian grunted, his hands reaching down to the front of AJ’s jeans and loosening them quickly, pushing them down AJ’s hips, his fingers hooking in the waistband of AJ’s boxers to bring them down as well.

AJ raised an eyebrow. “Anxious?”

“Don’t forget to take off your shoes,” Brian reminded him, voice breathy, before bursting into laughter.

AJ broke out into a grin, and moved to sit on the side of the bed, untying his shoes and taking them off Mr. Rogers style. Once he was finished, he turned to Brian, who had rolled over on his side to watch him with a look of amusement on his face. AJ smiled at him innocently. “Won’t you be my neighbor?”

Brian laughed, eyes sparkling as he did so, and AJ joined in. “Take those pants the rest of the way off, and maybe I will.”

AJ stood up, discarding the pants and lifting his shirt over his head, muscles going taut as his tattoos were revealed, Brian’s eyes immediately focusing in on the “69” one around his belly button…then moved downwards to AJ’s hardened cock.

AJ crawled back up to Brian on the bed, looking down at him as he spoke. “Well, I’m completely naked, Brian. How ‘bout you?” His fingers found the hem of Brian’s shirt and worked their way under it, touching Brian’s skin lightly, giving him goosebumps.

As his hands slid up Brian’s torso, making him shiver, the shirt came with them, and Brian leaned up, lifting his arms so that AJ could remove it for him. AJ stared. Brian closed his eyes and just listened to the sounds of their breathing. There was stillness for a few seconds until AJ’s fingertips fell gently onto the scar on Brian’s chest. Brian gasped, his lips parting, eyes remaining closed.

AJ traced the length of the scar before brown eyes finally met blue. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

Brian parted his legs, bending them up at the knees. “AJ…”

Their eyes remained locked as AJ settled in between Brian’s legs, hands lifting Brian’s hips slightly as he guided his cock towards Brian’s entrance. Brian gasped and pushed forward slightly, AJ shuddering at the sensations that caused in his body. Finally, AJ pushed in slowly, Brian’s head leaning back into the pillow, his eyes breaking contact with AJ’s as his fingers twisted in the sheets.

AJ’s breath came in short, halted gasps as he filled Brian, his cock enveloped in the impossibly tight heat. AJ pulled out slightly and thrusted once, both of them moaning at the pleasure it caused. With a second thrust, Brian’s legs were wrapped around him, and his hands moved up and around Brian’s body, holding him close as he laid down on top of him. Skin against skin, they slid against each other, following a slow, sensual rhythm.

Brian’s cock throbbed as he moaned, his hands roaming AJ’s body, lips finding his and tongue gaining entrance to the hot chamber of his mouth. His body suddenly arched, eyes closing, legs tightening around his partner’s, and hands fondling and cupping AJ’s ass, attempting to push him in further.

AJ smiled against Brian’s lips, knowing he’d found the spot he’d been aiming for. He thrusted in a little harder and deeper, eliciting a more desperate moan from Brian, whose lips temporarily left his. He could feel the sticky wetness between their stomachs, and he knew how badly Brian needed to get off. AJ had even lost track of how long he’d been toying with the man. With anyone else, AJ would have to reach a hand between them and jerk the person off to help them climax. At a time when Nick would beg, moan, plead, scream, bite, and claw, Brian would close his eyes and lean his head back, exposing his neck to AJ’s hungry lips. He would concentrate on the feeling of AJ’s cock inside his body, as if it were the only thing that could give him enough pleasure to make him come. AJ loved that about Brian. It made his heart swell with pride, made him feel more powerful than he ever did in the outside world.

Brian’s moans were getting louder, and he met AJ’s thrusts with a frantic energy. AJ picked up the pace, feeling his own orgasm building as he listened to Brian coming to his own.

“Alex,” Brian whispered, his voice strained, before his nails dug into the skin between AJ’s shoulder blades, body arching and crying out as the muscles in his body tightened and spasmed, his come shooting out between their bodies, coating both of their stomachs and chests.

Brian shook in AJ’s grasp, and AJ’s mouth remained open in a series of gasps and moans as he watched Brian’s orgasm begin and end under him. The warm splash between them and the clenching of Brian’s muscles caused him to cry out, thrusting more frantically into Brian’s spent and trembling body until he joined him in post-orgasmic bliss, the last of his thrusts sending spurts of come inside of the man below him.

AJ rested on top of Brian for a few seconds before pulling out and lying down beside him, brushing sweaty blonde curls out of his eyes. Brian turned over onto his side, snuggling up to AJ for a kiss, their bodies tangling together once again, enjoying the warmth they lent to each other.

“I’m really glad you stopped by,” Brian said once his breathing was back to normal, his fingers tracing one of the tattoos on AJ’s arm.

AJ smiled. “I can see that.”

Brian giggled and buried his face into AJ’s chest. He breathed in deeply. “You need a shower.”

AJ laughed. “So do you.”

“You’ve got come on your chest,” Brian commented, lifting his head to look at AJ.

AJ pulled Brian closer to him until their foreheads rested together. “Well, whose fault is that?”

Brian grinned mischievously. “Yours.”

AJ grinned back. “You’re gonna give me a complex.”

“Do you think so?” Brian asked in mock seriousness. “Because your cock is seriously the best I’ve ever had…”

“No shit,” AJ said matter-of-factly.

Brian turned away, looking thoughtful. “Well…next to Nick’s.”

AJ leaned up on his elbows, flopping his pillow down on Brian’s face. “No way! That little fucker ain’t got nothin’ on me!”

Brian laughed. “Oh, shut up, AJ. I’m just messin’ with you.” He pulled AJ back down, yawning and snuggling up against him, closing his eyes.