Take Me From This Pain, Brian's story
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
39
Views:
8,699
Reviews:
80
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Rock my world, baby!
"God, you look beautiful," Matt murmured as he leaned in to kiss Brian's ear.
"Matt," The small blonde giggled shyly as he pulled back. "We have to take the dress off first."
"Why? I love you in it."
"Because I promised Kevin I'd be careful!" Brian admonished as he turned around and lifted his hair off the back of his neck. "He wants to wear it when he and Jason get married in September. After all, she was both of our mother. Just pull the zipper down and I'll take care of the rest."
Matt moved in to place a soft kiss on Brian's back before reluctantly pulling the zipper down. He slowly exposed the smooth pale skin of Brian's back in the process. The small blonde's breath hitched slightly as the cool air hit his skin and again when Matt's hot mouth touched it.
"I can't believe you're finally, legally mine," Matt whispered into Brian's ear. "And that you're taking my last name. You sure you don't even want to hyphenate it?"
"Nope," Brian breathed back. "I want to be Brian Henshaw now."
Matt couldn't describe how good that felt to hear if he tried. After all of the months of worrying and pining, and then the months of having Brian as his boyfriend, he had finally convinced the boy the to marry him. And he wanted to take Matt's name, too. It was unbelievably satisfying to finally tie the knot.
"I'm going to make you so happy," he vowed as he watched Brian slowly push the dress past his hips and off his body. "You're never going to want for anything, you know."
"I don't now," Brian laughed. He hung the elaborate white dress up on the closet door and kicked off the matching white pumps. "You've always made sure I was happy, Matt. I'll never doubt that you always will."
Matt watched in fascination as Brian peeled back the white camisole from his legs to reveal the baby blue garter on his thigh. "Hey, I thought I threw that to the single guys!"
"They come in pairs," the small blonde boy giggled. "Want to help me take this one off, too?"
Matt grinned wickedly and shrugged out of his black tuxedo jacket, kicking off his shoes. He pushed Brian to lie back on the bed and grasped the garter with two fingers from each hand. Slowly sliding it down the boy's leg, Matt took every opportunity to brush against the pantyhose-enclosed skin. Brian gave a soft, appreciative groan as the garter was freed from his toe and tossed to the floor.
"Now for the hose," Matt purred silkily. He repeated the process he used for the garter on the soft white nylons, taking an agonizingly slow time with it.
"Ma-a-atthew," Brian squeaked, finally becoming impatient. He pushed himself up to hurry his new husband along, but Matt gave him a mock frown and gently eased him back down.
"Patience, lovey."
Brian pouted at him and Matt laughed inwardly knowing the small blonde had no idea how absolutely adorable he was when he was peeved. The larger boy kissed his nose and then his forehead.
"I want this night to be perfect," he soothingly explained. "This is our first time."
"Are you upset that I made you wait until the wedding?" Brian asked softly.
"No, baby, not at all," Matt smiled. "It makes it that much more special." He paused to look down at his work. "I see we went commando today?"
Brian blushed profusely and glanced away while his new husband chuckled deeply. Matt kissed the small blonde boy's neck a few times then finally freed Brian from the hose and went to work on the white camisole.
"I never thought seeing you in drag could turn me onto you anymore than I already am," he whispered. "But it does."
"I'll have to get a few more dresses then," Brian smiled back mischievously.
Matt leaned in and took Brian's mouth in a deep kiss that started out careful and loving and ended up frantic and hard. Brian didn't seem to mind as he pulled Matt in closer and locked his arms around his tall husband's neck.
"You're all mine, you know," he whispered to Matt as they pulled slightly back. "If I'm all yours, it works both ways."
"I wouldn't have it any other way, baby."
Matt pulled the camisole down and off in one swift move and Brian moaned in anticipation.
"You're still wearing all of your clothes," he pouted.
Matt grinned seductively and kissed the blonde again. "Why don't you help me out then?"
Brian, needing no further encouragement, bounced up and untied Matt's bow tie, tossing it aside on the floor next to Brian's camisole. He pulled at the belt buckle then made quick work of it, the socks and the pants. He slowly tugged Matt's briefs down, leaving the other boy in nothing but his shirttails.
"You know how sexy I think you are in a suit right?" he asked as he started undoing Matt's buttons. The tall boy nodded mutely. "Well, there's really nothing sexier than your birthday suit!"
Brian pulled Matt's shirt open and tugged it off his shoulders. It landed on top of the tie. Before Matt could even make a comment, Brian had his undershirt up and was pulling it over his husband's head. He tossed it onto the pantyhose and fixed his hot mouth onto Matt's nipples, laving and nipping at them with his small, sharp teeth.
"Ah!" Matt cried lying back on the bed and taking his small husband with him. "You are such a hot little babe tonight!"
"You're not the only one who was looking forward to consummating our vows," Brian grunted back as he switched to the other nipple. Matt lay back and let his lover do whatever he liked, wanting Brian to feel in control of what happened.
"Matt?" Brian finally looked up at him.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you want to touch me, too?"
Matt saw the vulnerable look in Brian's eyes and suddenly knew what he'd meant. Brian thought Matt didn't want to make love to him.
"Yes, baby! Absolutely! I just want you to be the one in control," he exclaimed. "You're the one who was hurt before and I don't want you to feel pressured into anything."
"Oh," Brian visibly relaxed. "Well, that's okay. I WANT you to touch me."
Matt smiled lovingly at him before he gently pulled him back on the bed and covered him with his own tanned body.
"You're sure you want me to do this first?"
"I'm positive," Brian grinned back holding up a tube of lubricant he'd grabbed off the nightstand. "I want you inside if me!"
Matt nodded and took the tube. He squeezed out a small amount and rubbed it around his fingers, warming it. He then inserted one finger into Brian's hole and moved it around gently. Jason had been too embarrassed to explain all the necessary details, so he'd sent Matt a list of web sites that handled the information with as much class and dignity as they could. Matt had studied well, wanting to be sure he wouldn't hurt Brian in any way. So he knew that he had to be careful in stretching the small boy to accommodate his now-pulsating cock.
Brian wriggled and writhed at first then slowly relaxed into Matt's touch, which let the taller boy know he was ready for a second finger. When Matt pushed the other one in, Brian whimpered softly but pushed himself against Matt's hand when the larger boy tried to stop.
"Just, just keep going," he rasped out. "K-kevin told me it'll get awesome when you touch the prostate."
Ah, the prostate. How could Matt forget about that? He smiled gently as he curved his finger slightly and felt a spongy object. Brian yelped and moaned in ecstasy. Found it, Matt hummed to himself.
"Oh, God! More!" Brian wailed and pushed himself harder against Matt's fingers.
"Easy, Bri-baby," Matt chuckled and removed his fingers, smiling at Brian's hiss of annoyance. "Easy"
Matt coated his cock and positioned himself at Brian's entrance, slowly pushing himself in. Brian, apparently having had enough waiting, pushed forward and impaled himself on Matt's throbbing shaft.
"Ah!" they exclaimed in unison.
Matt leaned forward and kissed Brian softly. "How am I supposed to make love to you if you keep doing things like that?"
Brian grinned back impishly. "I never said I would be a patient lover."
Matt chuckled and began a slow and steady rhythm angling himself to hit that prostate with every stroke. Brian moaned and clung to him making him grin. He knew he wouldn't be able to last as long as he'd like, but he'd be damned if he didn't make Brian reach his climax in their first time. Brian moaned and growled as he pushed back furiously, forcing Matt into a fast cadence. His own cock had grown rigid and he grabbed it but Matt pushed his hand away.
"If you're mine now, that's mine, too!" the larger man grunted as he grasped Brian's appendage and pumped it in time to his thrusts.
Soon they were both moaning and grunting in tune as the rhythm picked up to a ferocious speed.
"Matt! I can't!"
"Then don't!" he replied. "Just let it go."
"Ah! Matt!"
"Let it go, baby," Matt purred gently into Brian's ear feeling the smaller boy's walls begin to convulse around him. "Just let it go. I'll catch you."
"MAATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Brian came with an unbelievable force covering both of their stomachs in a sticky, white goo and taking Matt with him in the aftermath. The taller boy spilled all of his seed into Brian, growling his name into his hair. A few long minutes later they still lay where they started, panting and trying to gulp in air.
"Oh my GOD!" Brian whispered. "I never believed it would actually be like that." He looked up into Matt's eyes in wonder. "I never believed I could ever deserve to be this happy."
"You do deserve it," Matt whispered back and kissing his cheek. "And more. And I'm going to give it to you, Brian. I promise." He kissed the small blonde's lips. "I promise."
"Matt?"
"I promise."
"Matt?!"
"Huh?" Matt awoke with a start. He blinked into the dark until he could identify Brian's concerned gaze looking down on him.
"You were having a nightmare."
Matt looked at him for a moment as he recalled what he'd dreamed. "No, I wasn't."
"Why were you growling my name then?" Brian asked curiously.
Matt smiled mysteriously at him as he shook his head and pulled him back down into the bed to snuggle.
"Are you ever going to tell me?" he asked meekly.
"Someday," Matt whispered as he kissed Brian's hair. "Hey, I'm just curious, did Gary throw away all of your mother's things?"
"Um, no," Brian said thoughtfully. "I thought he would, but he only pawned the jewelry. Her closet was left exactly as it was when she died. Why?"
"No reason."
"You really will tell me about that dream someday?"
"Yeah," Matt chuckled. "I promise."
"Matt," The small blonde giggled shyly as he pulled back. "We have to take the dress off first."
"Why? I love you in it."
"Because I promised Kevin I'd be careful!" Brian admonished as he turned around and lifted his hair off the back of his neck. "He wants to wear it when he and Jason get married in September. After all, she was both of our mother. Just pull the zipper down and I'll take care of the rest."
Matt moved in to place a soft kiss on Brian's back before reluctantly pulling the zipper down. He slowly exposed the smooth pale skin of Brian's back in the process. The small blonde's breath hitched slightly as the cool air hit his skin and again when Matt's hot mouth touched it.
"I can't believe you're finally, legally mine," Matt whispered into Brian's ear. "And that you're taking my last name. You sure you don't even want to hyphenate it?"
"Nope," Brian breathed back. "I want to be Brian Henshaw now."
Matt couldn't describe how good that felt to hear if he tried. After all of the months of worrying and pining, and then the months of having Brian as his boyfriend, he had finally convinced the boy the to marry him. And he wanted to take Matt's name, too. It was unbelievably satisfying to finally tie the knot.
"I'm going to make you so happy," he vowed as he watched Brian slowly push the dress past his hips and off his body. "You're never going to want for anything, you know."
"I don't now," Brian laughed. He hung the elaborate white dress up on the closet door and kicked off the matching white pumps. "You've always made sure I was happy, Matt. I'll never doubt that you always will."
Matt watched in fascination as Brian peeled back the white camisole from his legs to reveal the baby blue garter on his thigh. "Hey, I thought I threw that to the single guys!"
"They come in pairs," the small blonde boy giggled. "Want to help me take this one off, too?"
Matt grinned wickedly and shrugged out of his black tuxedo jacket, kicking off his shoes. He pushed Brian to lie back on the bed and grasped the garter with two fingers from each hand. Slowly sliding it down the boy's leg, Matt took every opportunity to brush against the pantyhose-enclosed skin. Brian gave a soft, appreciative groan as the garter was freed from his toe and tossed to the floor.
"Now for the hose," Matt purred silkily. He repeated the process he used for the garter on the soft white nylons, taking an agonizingly slow time with it.
"Ma-a-atthew," Brian squeaked, finally becoming impatient. He pushed himself up to hurry his new husband along, but Matt gave him a mock frown and gently eased him back down.
"Patience, lovey."
Brian pouted at him and Matt laughed inwardly knowing the small blonde had no idea how absolutely adorable he was when he was peeved. The larger boy kissed his nose and then his forehead.
"I want this night to be perfect," he soothingly explained. "This is our first time."
"Are you upset that I made you wait until the wedding?" Brian asked softly.
"No, baby, not at all," Matt smiled. "It makes it that much more special." He paused to look down at his work. "I see we went commando today?"
Brian blushed profusely and glanced away while his new husband chuckled deeply. Matt kissed the small blonde boy's neck a few times then finally freed Brian from the hose and went to work on the white camisole.
"I never thought seeing you in drag could turn me onto you anymore than I already am," he whispered. "But it does."
"I'll have to get a few more dresses then," Brian smiled back mischievously.
Matt leaned in and took Brian's mouth in a deep kiss that started out careful and loving and ended up frantic and hard. Brian didn't seem to mind as he pulled Matt in closer and locked his arms around his tall husband's neck.
"You're all mine, you know," he whispered to Matt as they pulled slightly back. "If I'm all yours, it works both ways."
"I wouldn't have it any other way, baby."
Matt pulled the camisole down and off in one swift move and Brian moaned in anticipation.
"You're still wearing all of your clothes," he pouted.
Matt grinned seductively and kissed the blonde again. "Why don't you help me out then?"
Brian, needing no further encouragement, bounced up and untied Matt's bow tie, tossing it aside on the floor next to Brian's camisole. He pulled at the belt buckle then made quick work of it, the socks and the pants. He slowly tugged Matt's briefs down, leaving the other boy in nothing but his shirttails.
"You know how sexy I think you are in a suit right?" he asked as he started undoing Matt's buttons. The tall boy nodded mutely. "Well, there's really nothing sexier than your birthday suit!"
Brian pulled Matt's shirt open and tugged it off his shoulders. It landed on top of the tie. Before Matt could even make a comment, Brian had his undershirt up and was pulling it over his husband's head. He tossed it onto the pantyhose and fixed his hot mouth onto Matt's nipples, laving and nipping at them with his small, sharp teeth.
"Ah!" Matt cried lying back on the bed and taking his small husband with him. "You are such a hot little babe tonight!"
"You're not the only one who was looking forward to consummating our vows," Brian grunted back as he switched to the other nipple. Matt lay back and let his lover do whatever he liked, wanting Brian to feel in control of what happened.
"Matt?" Brian finally looked up at him.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you want to touch me, too?"
Matt saw the vulnerable look in Brian's eyes and suddenly knew what he'd meant. Brian thought Matt didn't want to make love to him.
"Yes, baby! Absolutely! I just want you to be the one in control," he exclaimed. "You're the one who was hurt before and I don't want you to feel pressured into anything."
"Oh," Brian visibly relaxed. "Well, that's okay. I WANT you to touch me."
Matt smiled lovingly at him before he gently pulled him back on the bed and covered him with his own tanned body.
"You're sure you want me to do this first?"
"I'm positive," Brian grinned back holding up a tube of lubricant he'd grabbed off the nightstand. "I want you inside if me!"
Matt nodded and took the tube. He squeezed out a small amount and rubbed it around his fingers, warming it. He then inserted one finger into Brian's hole and moved it around gently. Jason had been too embarrassed to explain all the necessary details, so he'd sent Matt a list of web sites that handled the information with as much class and dignity as they could. Matt had studied well, wanting to be sure he wouldn't hurt Brian in any way. So he knew that he had to be careful in stretching the small boy to accommodate his now-pulsating cock.
Brian wriggled and writhed at first then slowly relaxed into Matt's touch, which let the taller boy know he was ready for a second finger. When Matt pushed the other one in, Brian whimpered softly but pushed himself against Matt's hand when the larger boy tried to stop.
"Just, just keep going," he rasped out. "K-kevin told me it'll get awesome when you touch the prostate."
Ah, the prostate. How could Matt forget about that? He smiled gently as he curved his finger slightly and felt a spongy object. Brian yelped and moaned in ecstasy. Found it, Matt hummed to himself.
"Oh, God! More!" Brian wailed and pushed himself harder against Matt's fingers.
"Easy, Bri-baby," Matt chuckled and removed his fingers, smiling at Brian's hiss of annoyance. "Easy"
Matt coated his cock and positioned himself at Brian's entrance, slowly pushing himself in. Brian, apparently having had enough waiting, pushed forward and impaled himself on Matt's throbbing shaft.
"Ah!" they exclaimed in unison.
Matt leaned forward and kissed Brian softly. "How am I supposed to make love to you if you keep doing things like that?"
Brian grinned back impishly. "I never said I would be a patient lover."
Matt chuckled and began a slow and steady rhythm angling himself to hit that prostate with every stroke. Brian moaned and clung to him making him grin. He knew he wouldn't be able to last as long as he'd like, but he'd be damned if he didn't make Brian reach his climax in their first time. Brian moaned and growled as he pushed back furiously, forcing Matt into a fast cadence. His own cock had grown rigid and he grabbed it but Matt pushed his hand away.
"If you're mine now, that's mine, too!" the larger man grunted as he grasped Brian's appendage and pumped it in time to his thrusts.
Soon they were both moaning and grunting in tune as the rhythm picked up to a ferocious speed.
"Matt! I can't!"
"Then don't!" he replied. "Just let it go."
"Ah! Matt!"
"Let it go, baby," Matt purred gently into Brian's ear feeling the smaller boy's walls begin to convulse around him. "Just let it go. I'll catch you."
"MAATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Brian came with an unbelievable force covering both of their stomachs in a sticky, white goo and taking Matt with him in the aftermath. The taller boy spilled all of his seed into Brian, growling his name into his hair. A few long minutes later they still lay where they started, panting and trying to gulp in air.
"Oh my GOD!" Brian whispered. "I never believed it would actually be like that." He looked up into Matt's eyes in wonder. "I never believed I could ever deserve to be this happy."
"You do deserve it," Matt whispered back and kissing his cheek. "And more. And I'm going to give it to you, Brian. I promise." He kissed the small blonde's lips. "I promise."
"Matt?"
"I promise."
"Matt?!"
"Huh?" Matt awoke with a start. He blinked into the dark until he could identify Brian's concerned gaze looking down on him.
"You were having a nightmare."
Matt looked at him for a moment as he recalled what he'd dreamed. "No, I wasn't."
"Why were you growling my name then?" Brian asked curiously.
Matt smiled mysteriously at him as he shook his head and pulled him back down into the bed to snuggle.
"Are you ever going to tell me?" he asked meekly.
"Someday," Matt whispered as he kissed Brian's hair. "Hey, I'm just curious, did Gary throw away all of your mother's things?"
"Um, no," Brian said thoughtfully. "I thought he would, but he only pawned the jewelry. Her closet was left exactly as it was when she died. Why?"
"No reason."
"You really will tell me about that dream someday?"
"Yeah," Matt chuckled. "I promise."