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"CHRISTMAS SHOPPING AT MACY’S" By Doppelganger44
Brian rolled his eyes as he followed Justin into Macy’s. Forty-second Street was crowded with people hustling and bustling to get their holiday shopping done. The chillness of the night seeped through Brian's Hugo Boss black leather jacket. He could feel the bitter weather prickling his skin. He shivered, walking closely to Justin, feeling his lover’s body warmth. The blond turned around, wrapping his left arm around the taller man’s waist.
“Justin, let’s go back to the apartment.” Brian arrived in New York City on Friday afternoon to pick-up Justin. Justin told him over the phone, “Maybe… maybe we can do a little Christmas shopping,” making sure he emphasized the word that denoted uncertainty.
Justin usually worked with his projects at home. He’d had exhibits in Toronto, Pittsburg, L.A., and of course New York, but he usually had exhibits in the big city; the most recent one he had worked on for the last 6 months.
“Brian, we’re not done shopping yet.” Justin replied, letting go of Brian's waist to be able to squeeze between people as they entered the shopping establishment.
“There’s a week left before Christmas, and besides, we have the weekend to do this,” Brian said, dodging bodies to catch up with Justin. How could this shorter man walk so fast? he wondered. He noticed how everybody walked so fast. You could tell which ones were the tourists from the locals; they tended to be more watchful, and they walked slower. And yes, they always stopped to take pictures.
After cutting through a sea of people, he was finally able to grab one of the blond man’s hands. He pulled him closer to his body, whispering in his ear. “Let’s go back to the apartment and fuck all night instead…” Justin wanted to voice out a protest but Brian insisted on letting him feel he could and would do as he said. His hard member prodded Justin on the stomach. The hair on the back of Justin’s neck stood up. He was very much tempted to leave the shopping complex, back to the subway as they made out, then out to the streets leading to their apartment in the Village. “Brian,” he said, trying to break free from Brian's firm grasp.
He knew another second in Brian's strong arms and he would forget about this really amazing top he saw yesterday on display in one of the departments in Macy’s. It would be perfect for Emmett. He would get that one, then he would get Molly this pair of boots she’s been dying to have for a while now…
“Justin, there’s a fucking shopping mall in Pittsburgh. We can finish gift shopping there when we get home next week.” Brian often visited Justin in New York whenever he was out in the city finishing an exhibit. This weekend, he decided to pick Justin up instead of having him take the plane home by himself. They would stay for the weekend until next week, after Justin’s exhibit. They usually made sure they did things when they were together in the city, such as go see a play. They actually just saw a play the night after Brian arrived from Pittsburgh: Edward The Second on 42nd St. Justin thought the script was brilliant. Brian thought the blond actor who played "Spencer" was hot.
“Too bad he has a boyfriend,” Justin whispered in Brian's ear. Brian gave him an as-if-that-would-stop-me look as he rolled his tongue inside his mouth. “He’s fuckable,” Brian almost said out loud. Two of the English men watching the play that were seated behind them giggled. The other one shushed him.
“Brian, I can't wait that long to get this top for Emmett.” Justin replied, finally breaking free from Brian's arms. The disconnection of their bodies did not really do Justin any good. He wanted to go back and be imprisoned in his lover’s arms again, but he kept thinking, The top! The top! He continued walking towards the escalator.
This top has to be extra special for his dick to be turned down like this, Brian said to himself. He followed Justin, not really happy. He kept quiet while Justin looked around. Justin grabbed a bright shirt and showed it to Brian. It had the word FABulous! written across it in semi-precious stones.
“Orgasmic,” Brian nonchalantly commented. “Now, can we go?” he said impatiently.
“I have to pay for it first, Brian,” Justin said, heading toward the cashier.
“Don’t you think he has about a million of the same top?” Brian said, as he touched the garment.
“Well, this is not the only gift we are getting Emmett, but sometimes it is just that easy. We don’t have to torture ourselves thinking what gifts to get people. I think he will love this. Anyway, Emmett can never have enough tops,” Justin replied, walking up to a rack of hoodies of different colors.
Brian rolled his eyes once again but followed his fiancé. After a couple of minutes of staring at the hoodies, Brian sighed and said, “I’m going to the bathroom,” his lips right next to Justin’s ear. Justin nodded without looking at him.
How many hoodies does he need?!? Brian thought as he walked away. He reached the bathroom, which was cleaner than he expected. There was a young man by the sink washing his hands, who looked up and eyed Brian tastefully. Brian walked up to the mirror, staring at his reflection, checking if there were any wrinkles showing on his beautiful face. He made a mental note to pick up some anti-aging cream while they were there. The young man dried his hands and checked Brian out once more before walking out of the bathroom. Brian shook his head as he turned around, unzipping his pants when the door once again opened. He thought the young man came back, but it was even better. It was Justin.
Brian's eyes reflected what he felt inside as he watched Justin take a step forward. He thought his young lover looked the same way he did the first time he took him home: beautiful, determined... The only difference was that there was no longer fear in his blue eyes. They still burned the same fire of desire for him, if not more. Justin made him feel as if he was, and would always be, the most beautiful man alive on this planet.
“Need some help?” Justin said, smiling, his eyes fixed on Brian's crotch. Brian all of a sudden felt warm, from the inside out. Justin, with a naughty grin on his full lips, locked the bathroom door. He placed his shopping bags on top of one of the sinks and strode over to Brian, who waited in the middle of the bathroom. His arms were wide open, welcoming Justin’s warm breath on his neck.
Justin’s lips showered Brian's neck with little kisses as he unzipped his fly. He looked down as he pulled Brian's jeans down around his ass. He caught his breath as he eyed Brian’s stiff cock through his jockeys. His warm hand snaked over Brian's tight abs, up his chest. Brian took his jacket off, momentarily forgetting how expensive it was as he tossed it on top of Justin’s bags. He pulled his shirt up, letting Justin have more access to his torso. Justin’s hands felt good on his burning skin. Justin went down on his knees, releasing Brian's cock from its prison, his underwear. Justin looked up to gaze at Brian's hypnotized face as he lowered his lips around Brian’s shaft. Justin heard Brian moan, and saw his eyes close. Brian was in a different place, where he preferred to be at all times, with Justin. It never failed; Justin’s warm mouth always sent him to this place.
Justin placed his hands on Brian's hipbones, his fingertips sensually caressing, running up and down on both sides of the tall man’s lean figure, increasing Brian's lust and desire. Brian automatically stepped backward; he needed some type of support because his knees were about to give in. His back met the wall of the bathroom, right across the mirror and the sinks. Justin followed without speaking; his right hand pushed Brian firmly against the wall. Brian responded by grabbing Justin’s head and guiding him back to his throbbing cock.
Justin once again opened his mouth, enveloping it around Brian's dick, and the latter was once again lost. The dark-haired man’s throat released a loud groan when the tip of his cock hit the back of Justin’s throat. Justin met his eyes lustfully as he took Brian all the way in wantonly. The lack of hesitation on Justin’s part heightened Brian's desire to thrust deeper and come inside his lover’s mouth. But instead, he grabbed Justin by the arm and stood him up, to the blond’s surprise. Justin didn’t understand for a second what Brian wanted but he followed his lead.
Brian craved to release himself so badly but he also wanted to fuck Justin hard before doing so. More than anything, he desired to return the young man the pleasure. There was nothing more gratifying than listening to Justin’s every moan and groan. There was nothing more pleasurable than watching Justin’s handsome face reflect all the noises he made as he reached his climax.
Now, he was the one holding Justin firmly against the bathroom wall. He went down on his knees, not minding the floor of the bathroom. He’d seen worse in the backroom of Babylon, he thought to himself. One of his hands fought with Justin’s jeans while the other pushed Justin’s shirt up to his chest to expose his flat and fair stomach. Upon seeing Justin’s tight abdomen, Brian couldn’t resist the urge to taste it. He licked Justin’s stomach as if it was the tastiest dessert ever created by a master chef. Justin writhed in pleasure. He gave Justin’s stomach soft bites in between licks. Finally, he was able to push Justin’s jeans and underwear down around his ankles. Brian's right hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, stroking gently. The thought of someone barging in on them in the middle of this act made him want to do it longer. Justin’s hand chased his own hand as he went up and down on his shaft; a sexy grin appeared on Brian’s lips, realizing how turned on his partner was. Justin leaked of precome; Brian ran his thumb over his slit, spreading the fluid all over the tip. Brian then lowered his head and started licking Justin’s slit repeatedly.
The sensation just about made Justin lose his mind. He held onto Brian's head as Brian licked on the tip of his cock, his hazel eyes fixed on his blue eyes. Justin thrust his hips forward, encouraging Brian to satisfy his hunger. However, the latter decided somehow he needed to be punished; Brian kept licking on the tip of his cock. Moans of pleasure and disappointment built up in Justin’s throat, then he felt Brian's wet and warm mouth closing around his cock.
“Ahhhh,” Justin moaned. He no longer had self-control. Brian's tongue running across his cock was making him want to scream in pleasure. Brian went deeper, his eyes still fixed on Justin’s tortured, yet ecstatic, face. He knew he was coming soon. He stood up against Justin’s protests and led Justin towards the sink. He leaned him on the sink and raised his ass to him. Brian’s hands wandered, marveling at the beauty before him; his burning hand felt Justin’s skin, curiously exploring as if he hadn’t ever seen this body before. His fingers reached its destination and he teased Justin’s hole. He brought his fingers to the tip of Justin’s slit, lubricating it with his precome once again, and then went back to his hole, continually teasing it. He reached down in his jean pocket for a condom, opening it with his teeth.
Justin turned around, going down on his knees, assisting Brian in putting on the condom, licking the tip of his cock once again before it was completely covered. Brian pulled Justin up and hungrily kissed him on the mouth before roughly turning him around. Heavy breathing and the smell of lust permeated the bathroom. Justin couldn’t wait; he grabbed Brian's hard member, guiding it in the hole’s opening. Brian moaned as his cock head touched Justin’s sensitive hole. There was no lubricant around and they both knew it would be painful, but both were persistent to feed their hunger.
Justin backed up to meet Brian's hips, guiding him to continue deeper. Brian pulled back, licking his fingers and playing with Justin’s ass, carefully inserting one digit at a time. Brian leaned forward, resting on Justin’s back, his face on the back of his neck, planting wet kisses. Brian bit his earlobe as his second finger entered Justin. He pushed all the way inside Justin’s body, curling his fingers to touch his prostate. A loud gasp escaped Justin’s mouth as he shivered with excitement. Brian's fingers lingered inside of him for a few minutes, warming him up even more. Brian then pulled them out, replacing them with his cock. Brian eased in gently, but Justin knew in a matter of seconds that Brian would lose control and his thrusts would be intense and deeper. Justin anticipated, grabbing Brian's hips, pushing him in all the way, the pain tantamount to the pleasure he was experiencing. Justin pulled on his shaft, his hand dancing with Brian's movement.
The deeper Brian went, the deeper he was lost, only he was not alone; Justin was with him. Their every move was united, with every second their hearts beating together. Time didn’t stand still, but memories lasted. Each time they took each other’s body, it was not only out of pure lust. It was a ritual they exclusively shared together. And time captured it: Brian's hand stroking Justin’s neck as he neared climax, the sound of Justin’s voice whispering Brian's name as he joined Brian in the conclusion of their dance.
Brian pushed one hard thrust after another into Justin’s body. His hand replaced Justin’s hand over the latter’s throbbing cock. Justin held onto the side of the sink for support as his whole body was being shaken by their experience. Brian's strong wrist was in tune with his pounding hips. It was time.
“Justin!” Brian gasped, lightly biting on Justin’s shoulder as come gushed out of his cock inside the condom. Justin followed, covering Brian's hand with his come.
Brian collapsed on Justin, his hand on his nape, caressing. After a few seconds, his soften member slipped out of Justin. Justin stood up straight, turning around and wiping off the perspiration on Brian's forehead. He kissed Brian’s sensual lips, his chin, his cheek; he tiptoed to kiss his left eye.
“Alright, alright, we can continue Christmas shopping,” Brian said, sighing, his lips suppressing a grin. Justin smiled, placing his mouth over Brian's. They both thought, Christmas shopping could never be more fun.