Timeframe: early season 2
The first time Brian kicked a trick out of bed for Justin
In the past, Brian had kicked tricks out of his loft because of Justin's presence. It happened a few times -even from the beginning- but it was very different from that night. Back then, two and only two scenarios had been possible. The first one being that Brian was done with the trick and would have asked him to leave sooner or later, and Justin had just served him as an excuse. The second and last actually happened only once. It was when everyone involved was still dressed and Brian was not having his fun already. The trick had being nasty to Justin, ordering him to leave but Brian came to the rescue. Justin liked to think that getting rid of tricks wouldn't actually cost Brian that much anyway because the young man was a sure thing; so Brian could still get laid. But Brian didn't seem to think the same way, and more than once, Justin had been the one ejected from the loft.
But that night they were all already in action, a trick in their bed, and all of them wearing a proud hard-on. They were hurrying through the foreplay when Justin's hand -which at been whacking off the trick at a frenzied pace- started to shake. He tried to relax and changed hands. He never really had much strength in his left hand and the jerking got a bit clumsy. Fortunately the trick was too busy sucking Brian off. The minutes passed and Justin decided his gimp hand had had enough rest. But as soon as he began to use it again, it clamped and a hiss escaped his mouth. He involuntarily twisted the trick's dick -luckily not too hard to injure him (or was it?)- but enough to make him let go of Brian's dick and throw him a heated look: "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Can't you at least give a decent handjob?"
Justin had given him a beseeching look then, praying the dick would shut his mouth before Brian realized what was happening. Of course it was useless, as the tall man had noticed the warm mouth had left him. It was also too much to ask from the brainless trick. As Justin tried to hide his hand, the fucker had to make fun of him. "Fuck! What's your problem, boy? What the fuck is wrong with you? If you're not even able to jerk a guy off without getting all cramped up and wrinkled faced, I don't even wanna think about how bad you would be with your dick!". The trick sure talked fast but he was not as fast as Brian, who jumped out of bed and with a very scary face yelled angrily at him to "get the fuck out". Justin was not even shocked or pleased because he was damn well embarrassed. He withdrew at the other side of the bed, far away from the trick and Brian. He couldn't look at any of them and tried to hide his clenching hand. He felt so ugly and damaged. Once the trick had left -banging loudly the door open till the very end of the trail; of course leaving the "fucking door open", as Brian screamed after him- Justin felt the bed shifting and Brian's hot breath on his shoulder. "Let me" Brian had said, not really asking for permission, as he immediately seized Justin's hand. Despite the acute pain, the young man tried to resist a bit. He always felt better when Brian massaged his hand, but he still was embarrassed about it. "I'm sorry" he had said. Brian hadn't answered and had continued rubbing his hand. When he felt Justin's imploring eyes and heard the blond starting to excuse himself -"I did a lot of sketching today at school and…"- he shocked his head, as to show his disapproval of Justin's apologizing, and replied: "He was retarded and had a small dick; his ass smelled bad. Actually, you did us all a favor by giving me an excuse to kick his ugly ass out of here."
That was so Brian: Never admit you did something nice and noble. Turn it into a joke or a favor to you. Justin knew damn well Brian had liked the trick's body; he had been hard the moment the asshole took his clothes off. Nevertheless, Justin did as it was expected from him and allowed a small smile to crawl on his tired face. The pain had diminished but it had taken all the strength out of him. At least he didn't cry. He hated when the ache brought tears to his eyes and caused him to whimper. He was also hurt by the trick's comment. Not that he would ever tell Brian. Though Justin suspected he already knew from the harsh tone he had used to banish the trick.
What started out as an exciting threesome, ended with both men going to bed before 1 A.M with flaccid cocks. It didn't really matter to Justin though, because Brian had chosen going to bed and sleeping early, without having gotten laid first, over hot sex with a trick. He really didn't matter to Justin because Brian had chosen him.
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