Justin & Youri

6.
“Justin and I are lovers!” Youri bounced excitedly, standing in front of his stunned mother. “He loves me, and I love him, and we're--”

“Youri Chapman! Take a breath and slow down! I can't understand a word of what you are saying!” As Youri obeyed, mum shook her head. “For a second it sounded as if you and Justin are lovers,” she muttered. “That’s how people start talking, you know...”

“But it’s true!” Youri pouted, stubbornly crossing his arms. “I fell in love with him five years ago, and he just told me he felt the same. We kissed, mum! We really kissed!” Youri never made a secret of his sexual preferences, and his mother had no problems with it at all. But she had objected to a few of his boyfriends. “It’s Justin, mum,” he said slowly. “Not some scum from the street.”

Mum tilted her head, looking thoughtfully. “Really? I never thought Justin was gay...” She hummed, obviously picturing the two together. “Good he came back, then,” she concluded, smiling.

“So we have your blessing?”

“Do you need my blessing?” laughed mum. “Of course you do, Youri. Justin is a beautiful, sweet man with a good sense of responsibility. He has a good head on his shoulders. I just wonder what Mary will say about it...”

“Yeah. Me too. She’ll probably hate me.” Youri walked to the cabinet in the kitchen to feed Elliott. “Justin’s dad will have no problems with it, will he? It’s Mary I have to worry about.”

“Why would you worry at all? Justin is twenty-seven. I reckon he can do what he pleases.”

“Just not in her house, I’ll say.” Youri’s arousal had shrunk, but the mere thought of Justin doing what he pleased made him warmer again.

Mum laughed again, and slapped his shoulder. “You can use your bedroom,” she said with a wink. “Just try to keep the noise down a bit. The walls are thin, you know. I can always hear you playing with those plastic things you keep in your drawer.”

“Mum! You... you should keep out of my stuff!” Youri blushed deeply at the knowledge his mother had seen his dildos.

“Oh, shut up... I’m your mother. I clean your room if you don’t. It’s your own fault, and I’ve warned you before. Don’t be so prudish, Youri, I gave birth to you, remember? You weren’t made by playing chess with your father.” Mum smirked, turning to her dishes. “I’m a modern mother,” she added pleased. “Get used to it. Now... shall I go to Mary for coffee...?”

Youri was still trying to get over the idea of his mother looking at his large toys, and it took a moment to hear what she was saying. “Will you be out of the house for long...?”

“Long enough,” shrugged mum. “I’ll go for groceries too, if you need some time. Okay?”

“Yeah.” Youri nodded happily, grinning broadly. “I’ll phone Justin.”

“Have fun, then. Try not to scream, hm? Mary may ask me questions, and I’m not going to lie for you.”

When his mum left the house, Youri ran upstairs to check his room. Of course, Justin had seen it numerous times, but this time it was different. He knew his lover would wait for his phone call as soon as mum stepped into their house, but he needed some time to make his bed and clear up most of the mess mum hadn’t cleared yet. Maybe he should vacuum too. Should he take a shower? Or...

“I locked the door,” said a husky voice in the doorway. “Get naked, sexy...”

Youri swirled around, staring at Justin with his mouth open. “I wanted to phone you,” he said breathlessly.

“I didn’t want to wait. Your mum almost sent me away. You’ve told her, haven’t you?” Justin stepped closer, and he ran his hands slowly over Youri’s shoulders and arms. “Couldn’t keep it a secret?”

“Hell no.” Youri shook his head, his hot gaze sliding over Justin’s marvelous physique. “Could you?”

“Yes, I could. I didn’t say anything at home. Not yet. I will, though... I’ll tell them as soon as I get home again. But first, I wanted to be alone with you, in your room, and in your bed.”

Youri swallowed when Justin pulled his top off. He adored that torso... He quickly did the same, kicking off his sneakers and pulling off his socks next. He trembled slightly. His eyes were fixed on Justin’s moves as the man dropped his pants, and kicked them away. Only the thin shorts were left. Youri opened his jeans and pulled them off, throwing it away from him. His tight shorts were barely hiding his excited bulge. He sighed as Justin took him between his arms, and closed his eyes when he felt the warm skin for the very first time. “Oh wow...”

Justin didn’t reply. He kissed him deeply, easily lifting him up. He put him on the middle of Youri’s bed, crawling next to him. He pushed his knee between the boy’s legs, rubbing his thigh against his front, and sucked on his tongue as if he was blowing him.

Youri imagined steam was coming out of his ears. With perspiring hands, he explored the muscles, pinching and massaging every inch of the strong body. He hooked his leg around Justin’s, pushing up against him. He never had much patience for foreplay. Today it was no difference, not with such sore balls. One hand dipped under the elastic band of Justin’s shorts, and he slid over a round butt cheek.

Justin turned on his side to do the same. He pinched the smooth skin as he worked his way deep into the shorts at the back, and slid his fingers between the cheeks. He found the hot entrance immediately. Without stalling, he pushed one fingertip inside, much to Youri’s delight, who pulled his head back to gasp for air.

Youri was busy too. He crept forward, still in the shorts, and curled his fingers around the large, hard cock. This time, Justin gasped softly. Youri smiled at him, licking his lips. “Can I suck you?” he whispered.

“You can do anything with me,” chuckled Justin under his breath. “Just take your time, alright? Because I definitely want to fuck you, and I want it to last.”

Youri drew back as soon as his lover allowed him to, and he worked his shorts down. He waited until Justin was naked too, and slid down a bit to take a good look at him. The man was gorgeous. After the sneak preview in the shower that morning, he knew what to expect, but it still amazed him how beautiful the man was. Without hesitation, he dragged his tongue slowly from the purple tip to the heavy testicles, and back up again. “Mm. I’m going to enjoy this.”

“Me too,” Justin replied, spreading his legs. “It’s safe to have a good taste, too.”

“Good to know.” Youri had only tasted his own sperm -hell, he was curious- but never had sex without a rubber before. He made the tip wet with his saliva, and sucked him deeply into his mouth. His tongue flicked against the little hole as he worked his lips deeper down, and then he sucked him firmly. As Justin arched up with a groan, he took the rest of the cock into his hand to force him down. His other hand firmly grabbed the testicles, to keep them from pulling back already, and he slowly moved his head up and down.

“Youri! Goddammit, you’re good...” Justin gave in completely, moving his hips in pace with Youri’s head, moaning approvingly. He caressed the short hair with trembling fingers. Already he was breathing faster, making encouraging sounds under his breath.

At the first taste of precome, Youri drew his head up slowly, and let the cock pop out of his mouth. He licked a few drops off, but then he let go, and lay down on his back. “My turn to moan,” he smiled, invitingly spreading his legs.

Justin was clearly horny now. His wet lips were parted, his skin blushing, as he crawled on his knees. “Where is the lube?”

Youri handed it to him. Without stalling, the man pressed a large blob of the stuff on two fingers, and reached between Youri’s legs to rub against his ring of muscle. He had no difficulty to enter him deeply. Youri was too hot to be tight.

“You’re willing,” concluded Justin with a heated grin. “This is going to be good for both of us, isn’t it?”

“Hell yeah. I love cock.” Even if he only had plastic ones inside yet.

Justin lubed himself, and grunted as he fell down on top of his smaller lover. “Spread those legs,” he panted. “Ah yes... Gods...”

Youri squeezed his eyes firmly shut as the cock slid into his rectum. He cried out as the first boundary gave in, and louder as Justin pushed mercilessly through the second one. This was different than playing with his dildos! First of all, he had no control now, and secondly, it was warm and it throbbed inside. He felt the hard balls against his notch, and the friction inside as Justin rolled his hips to savor the tight spasms around him. “Yes!” he cried out elatedly. Pulling up his legs, as he always did when he masturbated, he allowed Justin to push inside as deeply as he could.

At first, Justin didn’t move much. He licked Youri’s face and lips, pushing his tongue deep into the opened mouth, simply enjoying the tight heat and squirms below him. After a while, he pushed up on his hands and knees, and pulled back slowly. He drew out completely, eyes glued on the opened ass, watching it closing up again. With a pleased sigh, he pushed back inside, picking up a nice, firm pace.

Youri was delighted. He reached to his dick, erecting it with a few short moves of his wrist. He began to jerk in the same pace as Justin’s hips. His free hand roamed over the muscled torso, towards a nipple. He pinched it hard, pulling it in his euphoria. Justin didn’t protest. He simply slammed his hips down harder, fucking him faster. His ass was burning in the most delicious way. All the heat seemed to collect in his rectum and balls, and Youri cried out he wanted more, and faster. This was much better than he ever could achieve with his toys. This was the burning he needed. This ruthless, tireless pistonlike rod, pounding in his ass, forcing through his contractions. He could feel his orgasm approaching, and didn’t do anything to stop it. He wanted to know what it felt like, to be fucked while he came...

Justin was sweating above him, small drops falling from his brow. He was grinning down on Youri, easily keeping up as he watched the delighted grimaces, the shameless writhing over the mattress, and the now fast pumping hand. Breathing slowly and controlled, he gave Youri what he wanted. It was easy to know what the boy needed. He was crying out the whole time, telling him to speed up or slow down, to go deeper or grind over his prostate. If anything, Youri wasn’t quiet in bed.

“I’m coming! Justin! Shit!” Youri’s hand cramped up as he felt the heat rushing up. His retracting testicles sent a delicious bolt of pain through his loins, but he couldn’t move his hand anymore. He cried out again, but this time in frustration.

Immediately, Justin drew out of him, ignoring the protests. He rudely grabbed Youri’s legs, throwing them aside, and he turned him on his belly. With another rude movement, he pulled him up on his knees. He spread the cheeks with hard hands, and lunged back inside, instantly picking up the pace again.

Youri cried out numerous times. Justin slapped his butt, and then reached around to grab his cock. Now he got fucked and jerked at the same time. Youri grabbed his pillow to muffle his screams of joy, which he simply couldn’t hold back even if he tried. Now he could come, and it was an explosion. He shook and trembled, wetting the sheets with fat squirts.

“You’re not done yet,” grunted the larger man. Digging his fingers firmly into Youri’s hips, he pounded the abused ass until he came too. Only when he reached his orgasm, he slowed down, burying inside deeply as he released himself. His moans were approvingly and pleased. Finally, he pushed the smaller man away from him, and fell down on the wet sheets. “Oh yeah,” he sighed, completely out of air.

Youri agreed, but for once, he couldn’t speak. He rolled on his back, keeping his eyes closed, and only reached out to pet Justin on a sweaty shoulder. That had been just as he imagined it would be. Hard, furious, and delicious. He sighed deeply, and smiled at the ceiling, feeling wonderful.

He hadn’t kept his promise to his mother, he thought when he gained his bearings again. He didn’t keep it down, not for a moment. He hadn’t even tried, either. Oh, dear.