Justin & Youri

5.
Youri still didn’t eat much. He gave most of his toast to Elliott, who didn’t object to such an unexpected treat. After breakfast, Justin opened his laptop again, and went back to the houses. He insisted on picking out three of them, so he could make appointments with the broker. Youri gave in, and helped him. They all looked far too expensive to him, but he had no idea how much money Justin had saved.

Under the table, Justin took Youri’s hand, playing with his fingers. Youri couldn’t believe he actually did that. He’d dreamed about his neighbor so often, so longingly, it was difficult to understand it was mutual, and for real. It distracted him from the houses. Youri looked at Justin’s face rather than the computer, as if he wanted to convince himself the man truly existed.

Justin closed the laptop with a determined snap. “Let’s go for a walk,” he said. “I’ve got a fair idea of what you like, and I’ll go to the broker tomorrow.” After a squeeze in Youri’s hand and a wink, he stood up to go inside and pay.

Youri lifted Elliott up, and cuddled him. “What do you say, boy?” he murmured, seeking comfort. “Do you like the idea of having another daddy?”

When Justin returned, Elliott began to wag his tail. Youri could swear he saw the dog smile. He certainly liked the idea of having two daddies, he thought, feeling a little better about it. It was just so strange…

“I always loved this town on Sunday mornings,” sighed Justin, slowly walking through the quiet streets. “I’ve often longed for a walk like this, when I was in the desert.” He knew more picturesque places than Youri, and led the way to a small, quiet park. Elliott was allowed to run free, and immediately ran to the bushes to dig one of his holes.
“We so need a garden,” laughed Justin.

“Maybe we should train him,” said Youri. He said ‘we’, he realized. It made him blush. Despite his shyness, his hand crept along Justin’s arm, towards the man’s hand. As they weaved their fingers together, he felt all warm inside, but he didn’t look up. He still couldn’t grasp the idea this man was his lover.

“Your hand is sweating,” remarked Justin, softly. “You seem nervous, Youri. What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing…” His hand did feel warm, indeed. He pulled back. Instantly, Justin put his arm around his shoulders. Now he felt warm all over. After a brief hesitation, he looped his arm around Justin’s waist, feeling a heated blush creeping over his cheeks.

“Nothing, hm?” Justin didn’t believe him. “Since Elliott is enjoying himself, shall we sit here? I’d like to talk.”

Oh dear, he was totally ruining it. Even more nervous, Youri sat next to the large man, staring at his puppy without seeing him. Talk… How? About what? Justin didn’t say anything, simply waiting for Youri to speak first. Gnawing his bottom lip, Youri gathered all his courage. “When did you realize you’re in love with me?” he eventually asked, barely louder than a whisper.

Justin shifted close against him, and put his arm behind him. He reached up to comb his fingers through the short, brown hair. “It took a few of those moments,” he answered. “Remember when you moved in with your mother? You were thirteen… You were skinny, quiet, shy...”

“Yes. I’ll never forget.” They moved shortly after his father died. Luckily the memory didn’t hurt as much anymore. “I thought you were a show-off, with your muscle-top and long legs in your cut-off jeans. You helped with the boxes.”

“Of course I did. I got a new neighbor, didn’t I? I wanted to put myself in the picture before others beat me to it. I liked you from the start, Even your grumpy silence couldn’t put me off.”

“Heh.” Youri grinned, nodding. “I tried to ignore you, didn’t I? You were quite persistent. It worked. We were friends quite quickly.”

“I loved having you around me… You were so kind and gentle. I felt I had to protect you from the big, bad world.”

“Like a big brother?” Youri looked up, leaning against Justin. “I never thought you were my brother… As soon as my hormones began raging, I began to dream about you.”

“Perhaps we started dreaming at the same moment. Remember how we used to lie on my bed all the time? I loved to hold you close, while we were reading or chatting. We liked to talk about anything.”

“Anything but girls,” Youri suddenly realized. “You actually gave me signs all the time, didn’t you?”

“I tried to get through to you, yes…” Justin leaned over to press his face in Youri’s hair. “I guess I shouldn’t have been so careful with you. You never understood what I tried to tell you.”

“I was too young to understand, wasn’t I? I only realized what I really felt when you left for the army. When you came by in your new uniform, I knew I was in love, for the very first time.” His heart had skipped a beat when he saw Justin. He had looked so hot… But then he had told them he had to go away, and his heart stopped again, for a whole different reason. “I should’ve told you.”

“Me too, so we’re both idiots. It doesn’t matter anymore now, does it? I know, you know, so we can be together now. If you want that, of course.”

Youri turned to face Justin, pulling back a little. “Do I want that?” he smirked. “Justin… You have no idea how much I want it.”

“You’re not kissing me though. I’m all yours, Youri, but you don’t get it yet, do you? You can kiss me, and feel me. I’m no longer a dream. I’m real, I’m here.”

The invitation was so clear, even Youri got it. He leaned in, tentatively kissing the offered lips. He did it again, lingering a moment, and then tilted his head to kiss him for real. With one arm around Justin’s neck to pull him close, he felt the man’s chest with his free hand. Justin kissed him back, slipping both arms tightly around him. For the first time, they used their tongues. Youri’s body heated up lightning fast as he tasted him. For a while, they forgot they were in a park with Elliott.

With a soft, pleased moan, they broke the kiss. Youri blinked, feeling dizzy. He licked his lips. “Wow,” he sighed. “That was nice.” His jeans were hurting him, and he shifted awkwardly.

“Gods, yes,” agreed Justin. His pants were wider. Demonstratively, he pushed his cock in a better angle. “Now do you understand why I want my own house? I want much more than kisses like this.”

“Buy one, quickly,” nodded Youri. “Jeesh you make me hot. I need my dildo again, tonight.”

“You use dildos?” Justin asked with a broad grin. “Care to tell me more?”

Youri blushed, mentally slapping himself for being so lippy. “Let’s just say I will be able to handle you,” he mumbled with averted eyes.

“Mmm…” Justin squeezed his balls. “We have to go home or I’ll come in my pants.”

“Dammit, yes.” No matter how awkward the situation was, Youri loved to watch Justin massaging his front like that. “Gods… One more kiss?”

Justin looked around. Elliott was sitting next to the bench, patiently waiting, and they seemed to be alone. “Go for it,” he said under his breath, quickly grabbing the smaller man.

Youri melted against him, pulling him tightly between his arms. They kissed as if their lives depended on it, shamelessly rubbing up against each other. “I want you,” he groaned when they managed to part a little.

“Same here,” answered Justin breathlessly. “My sexy tiny. I want to fuck you,” he whispered, gazing into Youri’s eyes.

“I want to suck you.” Youri lapped his tongue over Justin’s lips.

“As soon as we can be alone, you call me, alright?” Justin kissed him again, deeply. “Shit, I should’ve bought a house before I came home,” he groaned desperately. “Dammit Youri; why didn’t you tell me you were in love with me, before I went?”

“Why were you so careful with my feelings?” bounced Youri back, laughing. “What does it matter?”

“Killing balls, that’s what matters,” Justin muttered. He pinched Youri, and pulled back. “Let’s go home before my mother starts whining on my cell phone.”

“Yeah. She’ll hate me, won’t she?” Youri obviously didn’t care.

“She’ll hate anybody who steals me away from her,” shrugged Justin. “She’ll get used to it.”

They held hands on their way to the car, and took their time. Taking the long route home, they kissed at every traffic light. Finally, Justin parked at a short distance to their houses. “Promise to call me as soon as you are alone, alright?”

“I promise… Now I have to jerk off or I’ll be sore forever.”

“Can’t wait to make you sore,” blurted Justin with a groan.

Quickly, before they could change their mind, they left the car to go into their separate houses, trying to look normal. Youri wondered if his mother would see it in his face. She probably would. Frankly, he couldn’t give a damn. He had Justin… He actually had the lover he always wanted. As soon as he saw his mother, he uttered a happy yell. “Justin and I are lovers!”