26 August 2007 @ 05:08 pm
Theme #5: Kinnetik - 3 of 6  
Title: Interrupted
Author: [info]testdog65 aka Ellen
Time frame I have no idea, but it must be post-season 4, because Justin has hair.
Warnings: NC-17
A/N: Thank you to [info]xie_xie_xie for the beta!



“Brian? Brian, if you’re there, pick up.” There was a pause as Cynthia waited for Brian to pick up the call. When she got no response, she continued.

“Brian, the art department’s totally screwed up the boards for the Hilliard presentation this morning. And on top of that, they’ve managed to misplace their notes on what you wanted in the first place. We need you here to go over the layout before the meeting or we’ve got nothing for the pitch.” Cynthia waited again, but when she still got no response, she sighed and hung up.

Justin groaned as Brian fisted his hand in his hair and stopped him from descending on his cock again. Justin pulled off, lips swollen and red. “Let me finish, Brian. You were so close.” He shook his head in an attempt to dislodge Brian’s grip and moved back to Brian’s cock; hard, dripping and slick with Justin’s spit.

“Forget it,” hissed Brian as he stopped Justin again. “There isn’t time. The meeting’s in less than four hours, and if I don’t go straighten this the fuck out, Kinnetik’s going to lose its shot at our biggest prospect yet.”

Justin’s shoulders slumped. Brian let go of his hair, and Justin flopped back on the bed, almost as exasperated as Brian. Almost.

*****

“And that, gentlemen, is how Kinnetik will garner you the largest share of the market. I can promise you that you won’t be disappointed.” He paused momentarily, looked around the room at each of the meeting attendants in turn, and then finished. “Your satisfaction is… always guaranteed.” And with that, Brian had finished his pitch.

The meeting moved on to the question and answer portion, and after only a few initial questions, Brian knew that he’d bagged another one. The rest was just bullshit and formalities. The meeting wrapped, and following the obligatory hand shaking and promises to be in touch soon, Brian ushered the Hilliard reps from the conference room. After they were gone, Cynthia looked at him, but was uncharacteristically quiet.

“Well?” Brian said, as she remained silent.

“Brilliant as always, Brian. But, you seemed a little…tense. Not that they noticed, of course. Still…”

“Still,” interrupted Brian. “The account’s ours. All we need now is for them to sign contracts, and we can get started on the campaign. Send Ted in so we can go over the paperwork.”

Cynthia ignored the obvious change of subject and went to find Ted.

Brian stood with his back to the door as he contemplated the boards that remained in place from the meeting. He heard movement behind him and turned to start the meeting with Ted. But there was no Ted. Instead, there was Justin. He moved towards Brian, lips slightly parted as his tongue peaked out. Justin’s eyes traveled the length of Brian’s body, taking in his refined appearance in the dark charcoal suit that looked like it was made specifically for him. Justin knew it had been.

“So,” Brian started slowly. “What brings you down to the big, bad den of advertising?”

Justin had moved closer and stopped just inches from Brian. He looked up at Brian’s face through his lashes, and then reached out a hand to cup Brian through his superbly tailored pants.

“I thought you might be ready to finish what was so rudely interrupted this morning. That is, if you’re done winning your largest account to date.”

“Ah, you heard.”

“Nope. But, there was really no doubt, was there?”

Brian’s smile was his only response.

Justin brushed his lips against the smile, and whispered, “Congratulations.”

Brian wrapped an arm around Justin’s waist, pulled him in close and kissed him, mouth open and soft. He ran his tongue over Justin’s lips, wetting them and waiting for Justin to open for him. He did, and their tongues slid together as the kiss grew harder and more insistent.

Brian’s hand was twisted in Justin’s hair, and he used the leverage to control the kiss, taking what he wanted. Justin took back without hesitation, grinding his erection against Brian’s.

“Want me to do something about that?” asked Justin as he pulled back enough to run his hand down Brian’s hard length.

Brian laughed softly, but it turned into a grunt as Justin gave his balls a little squeeze. “Ted’s due in here any minute to go over the contracts. I’d hate to have to fire him for seeing my dick in your mouth.”

It was Justin’s turn to laugh, but he continued to stroke Brian through his pants. “Like Ted hasn’t caught us before. You’d think by now he’d learn not to enter without knocking. Unless… You don’t think he does it on purpose, do you?”

Brian shuddered, but whether it was from Justin’s words or the action of his hand, it was hard to say. Justin didn’t wait for a response and instead made quick work of unfastening Brian’s pants.

“This time, I’m not stopping for anything,” said Justin as he dropped to his knees in front of Brian. Once he was face to crotch with what he wanted, he reached both hands inside Brian’s now-open pants, finding no underwear to get in his way. He used one hand to cup Brian’s balls and the other to pull out his hard cock. A drop of precome was already forming at the tip, and Justin used the end of his tongue to bring it to his lips. He closed his eyes as he savored the unique taste of Brian.

He heard a low moan and smiled to himself before opening his mouth and letting his soft lips rest on the head of Brian’s cock. He didn’t suck at first, just barely pressed his lips to the surface and then poked his tongue out again and gently prodded at the slit. Brian’s moan was louder this time.

Justin’s desire for more took over, and he began sucking, still just on the head as his tongue continued to swirl and stroke. He felt Brian struggle to keep himself from thrusting forward. That was enough of a signal for Justin to open wider and slide more of Brian’s length into his mouth. Just a couple of inches as he increased the pressure of his lips and allowed his spit to liberally coat the part of Brian that he held within his mouth. He pulled back slightly, appreciating the way that Brian’s smooth, wet skin slid so easily between his lips.

Both of Brian’s hands were in his hair now, and Justin felt the slight pressure as Brian tried to pull him onto his cock so that he could bury himself completely down Justin’s throat. Justin was agreeable, and without further teasing, he moved forward until Brian’s wiry curls brushed against his face, and Brian’s dick throbbed in his mouth and throat. Brian let out a loud gasping moan that he repeated when Justin swallowed around him.

Justin tightened his lips at the base and then slowly pulled back, leaving Brian’s cock wet and glistening. He pressed his tongue in hard on the underside, and when he reached the tip again, he made sure to push into the sensitive area just below the ridge. Brian was breathing heavily. Justin glanced up to see his eyes closed, head thrown back and mouth open. He was beautiful when he was like this. Predatory and vulnerable. Eager and aloof.

Justin returned his attention to Brian’s cock. Now that it was spit-slicked and primed, he was able to easily slide up and down, and he wasted no time in setting a fast rhythm, moving his tongue in random patterns on the way down, and increasing the suction on the way up. Brian’s hips were thrusting slightly as Justin moved, and the sounds he was making in the back of his throat were pure sex.

Justin’s left hand still cupped Brian’s balls, and as he continued the movements of his mouth, he straightened his middle finger and pressed firmly against the tight skin just behind Brian’s sack. Brian gasped.

Justin continued to rub that spot as he pulled off Brian’s cock completely. Brian stifled a groan and tried to pull Justin’s mouth back, but he shook his head and waited for Brian to open his eyes and look down at him. It didn’t take long.

Once he had Brian’s full attention, Justin inserted the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth, closing his lips around it and making it good and wet. He continued to stare up at Brian, a purposeful look on his face. His lips around his finger showed the hint of a teasing smile as he raised an eyebrow and held Brian’s gaze.

Withdrawing his finger, Justin allowed Brian to pull his mouth back to his earlier task as he again swallowed Brian whole and reestablished his rhythm. At the same time, he snaked his right hand, complete with one now very wet finger, behind Brian and down into his pants. He wasted no time in sliding his hand along the smooth curve of Brian’s ass and down his crack until he reached the tight opening.

Brian was momentarily distracted by that thing Justin was doing with his tongue, coupled with the glowing pleasure he felt where Justin pressed and rubbed against the space behind his balls. When he felt Justin’s finger push inside him, he tensed, but only for second. Justin moaned, and the resulting vibrations on his cock had him fighting for control. Justin pushed his finger in steadily, not letting up, as he felt the incredible tightness, first resisting and then relaxing to let him in. He moaned again, and Brian gasped.

Justin’s finger was now buried as far up Brian’s ass as it was going to go. His other hand remained on Brian’s balls, cupping them while his middle finger continued to press up from the outside. The unrelenting rhythm of his mouth continued.

Justin’s own cock was hard and leaking inside his jeans as he reveled in the sounds that Brian made, in the pleasure that he knew Brian was feeling, that he was giving him. Many times at this point, he would have opened his own pants to stroke himself as Brian came. But now he needed both hands for what he had planned, so his own pleasure would have to wait.

Ready to taste more of Brian than the copious amounts of precome that had been coating his tongue, Justin began moving the finger that he had buried in Brian’s ass. He pressed down and rubbed against Brian’s prostate, while the finger behind Brian’s balls rubbed at the same spot externally. It was more than Brian could take, and still having a firm grip on Justin’s hair, he began fucking Justin’s mouth. Justin moaned again, loving how Brian was using him in such an unrestrained manner, completely unable to hold back any longer and wanting, needing to get off. It made Justin feel powerful, and he sucked harder in response. Almost immediately, he felt Brian’s cock swell in his mouth, while his ball sack drew up in Justin’s hand. With one final thrust deep into Justin’s mouth, Brian began emptying himself as warm come flooded over Justin’s tongue and down his throat. Justin continued to suck until Brian’s hips slowed and his hands relaxed in Justin’s hair.

Finally, when Brian was spent, Justin let his cock slowly slip from his red and swollen lips as he nuzzled his face into the warm, moist skin. He breathed in deeply, always loving Brian’s scent just after he came.

Brian shifted, and Justin withdrew his finger from Brian’s ass. The small hiss from Brian let Justin know that he was still sensitive after his orgasm. Justin carefully tucked Brian back into his pants, fastening them before he stood up and rested his face against Brian’s chest. Brian’s arms automatically encircled him. They stayed that way for a minute, while Brian ran a hand through Justin’s hair, smoothing it back down from the mess he’d created with his earlier grip.

Ted chose that moment to knock and then enter without waiting for a response. “Bri, I’ve got the contracts started and we can go over… Justin. Cynthia told me you had stopped by, but I didn’t realize you were still here.”

Justin laughed quietly into Brian’s chest before turning his head to smile at Ted. “Apparently I’ll be leaving in a minute,” he said as he felt Brian’s arms tighten around him.

“I’ll just wait outside then, shall I?” said Ted, not wanting to receive the glare from Brian that he knew was coming. He exited quickly and made sure to draw the door closed behind him.

When they were alone again, Brian ran his open palm down the bulge in Justin’s pants, just resting it there and letting the heat from his skin seep through Justin’s jeans to his cock. Justin groaned.

Brian leaned close and spoke quietly into Justin’s ear. “You’re going to have to save that for later. Do you think you can do that?”

Justin took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut as Brian increased the pressure of his palm. “Yeah. Later,” he said quietly. “But I expect extra attention for being patient.”

“Mmmm. I’m sure that can be arranged.” Brian gave a final caress and then released Justin, who took a step back and looked up. Brian’s face held an expression of complete satisfaction coupled with predatory intent. Justin smiled and made his way to the door.
 
 
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testdog65: B/J post leather bj S3[info]testdog65 on November 27th, 2007 01:50 am (UTC)
Re: Brian and Justin
I'm lagging behind, too because I just found your comment. But, thank you for your wonderful feedback! :D

~Ellen
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