Envy Makes Them Cry

Credit: Title is taken from the fabulous Morrissey song "I Like You." and thanks to The fabulous Philflam for Betaing

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Brian didn't even get his coat off before Justin was in his arms.  Justin kissed him soundly before pulling back, a huge smile lighting up his face. "Guess what happened to me today."

"You won a lifetime supply of condoms from Dildos Unlimited?" Brian teased hopefully.

"Not quite that exciting. The gallery called, and they sold one of my paintings. The big one can you believe it? So I now have my first official sale to someone who isn't you." Justin frowned for a minute. "You didn't have anything to do with this, did you?"

"Not a damn thing. I always keep my promises. Besides why pay for something I can get for free?" Brian gestured to the few paintings now decorating the loft. Maybe now Justin would agree to do some commissioned pieces for Kinnetik.

"That's what I tell you every time you call Horny Twinks for Hire, but do you listen to me, no."

"You're the one who is always telling me to support my community. I can't help it if I want to get off at the same time. Anyway, Picasso, are we celebrating your big sale tonight?"

"Sure, Woody's?" Justin asked as he headed into the bathroom.

"Fuck no." Brian raised his voice just loud enough to be heard over the shower. "Woody's is where we celebrate things like the professor getting tenure or Ted's fifth anniversary of not being a drugged out loser. This calls for Babylon so make sure you put on something sexy."

Three hours later, Brian licked the sweat from Justin's collarbone.  He continued up his neck when Justin threw his head back. Babylon was crowded for a Tuesday, but none of the gang was there. Brian didn't care; he had ignored everyone but Justin all night. After a few quick drinks they'd headed for the dance floor where they'd been pressed up against each other ever since. Brian decided it was time for a little more action. "Backroom now," he growled in Justin's ear before biting down on the lobe.

Brian all but dragged Justin along until he reached a semi secluded corner of the backroom. A suggestive push on his shoulder had Justin on his knees pulling down Brian's pants. Brian hissed as Justin quickly engulfed his erection. "Fuck yeah."

He felt Justin smile before sucking hard on his cock. When Brian opened his eyes he noticed something. "Hey, Justin you can't see him, but there's a guy behind you. I fucked him a few years ago; you might have fucked him too. I'm not sure. He's watching us. All he can think about is how much he wants to be me. He'd give anything to have you on your knees in front of him so he could look down and see his cock disappear into your mouth. He's heard about you. He's heard the whispers about the things you do with your tongue."

Brian paused to catch his breath while Justin gave him a demonstration of his talented tongue. He stroked Brian with it then pushed hard against the tip causing Brian to moan. "He knows like any good gay boy, you can control your gag reflex. Which means you can take it deep," Brian thrust into Justin's mouth. "He wants to feel you swallow around him and then slide your lips down before you suck hard on the head of his cock."

Brian was quiet again as he enjoyed the feeling of Justin working his mouth up and down his cock. "He knows you won't use your teeth unless he wants you to. And then it's the gentlest of pressure. A quick scrape just enough to drive him mad. Christ, yeah like that." Brian panted and leaned back against the wall. "He wonders about your hands. He knows you're an artist so he thinks your fingers might be stronger, more sensitive. He'd love to feel them on his balls. To have them stroke him and cup him. He wants to feel his balls tighten in your hand and know he was seconds away from coming before he fucks you." Brian felt his impending orgasm recede as Justin withdrew his hand and let Brian's cock slip from his mouth.

"Are you going to fuck me now Brian? Show him how it's done?"  Justin voice was husky with lust. He thrust a condom and a small tube of lube at Brian before turning and dropping his own pants.

"He's still watching," Brian said as he moved behind Justin. He noticed the guy had moved when they did giving himself an unobstructed view of what was about to happen. His eyes were trained on Justin the lust in them unmistakable. Brain ran his hands down Justin's back reaching his ass. "He's thinking you have the most perfect ass he's ever seen. He wants to touch it. He wants to knead it in his hands before slipping his fingers inside just like I'm doing." He heard Justin gasp as he pushed one lubed finger inside him. He moved his other hand under Justin's shirt playing with his nipples as he worked another finger in. "He wants to feel how hot and tight you are. He wants to hear those sounds you make as he's stretching you and getting you ready. He wants those sounds to be for him. He wants to feel you push back against him so he knows you want more, so he knows you're dying for his cock."

"He's not the only one watching us," Justin interrupted. "There's another guy over to the left, I don't recognize him, but he can't take his eyes off you. He knows who you are, and he wants to know what it's like to be fucked by the great Brain Kinney." Justin braced his hands on the wall and ground his ass on Brian's fingers just like Brian wanted him to. "He wants you so bad he can taste it. He wants to feel your breath on his neck. He wants to feel your teeth just break the skin as you push your cock inside of him. Fuck, so fucking perfect. He knows this is his only chance so he wants it hard. He wants you so deep inside him he can't breathe. He wants to wake up tomorrow and know exactly who fucked him. God yes. Please more. He knows he could come just from your cock, but he wants you to touch him. He wants you to wrap you hand around him and squeeze hard as you pound into him. He knows it would be so good he'd beg you for another chance even though he won't get it. And he wouldn't get half the fuck from you that I do. Fucking Christ Brian, that's it."

Brain watched Justin's head fall forward. He sucked on the back of his neck savoring the taste of him before speaking. "Our other friend is still watching. He's going to come just from looking at us without ever touching himself. All he can think about it is how hot you are. And how young you still look. It makes him feel a little dirty thinking about you as a schoolboy, but he likes it. He'd come in two seconds if he ever saw you in your old uniform."

"Thank God you have more self control than that," Justin managed to get out.

Brian ground his teeth and struggled to keep this going for a little while longer. "He's wondering what it would have been like to have been your first. To see you come for the first time with someone else's hand on you. To be the first man to push his dick into your tight little ass. That's his fantasy, but he'll never know. But I can still see you that night. I remember the look on your face when my cock hit your prostate for the first time." Brian punctuated his statement with a deep thrust that made Justin moan. "I saw it in your eyes the moment you realized what all your wet sticky dreams were really about. I know exactly what you looked like, how you smelled when you came for me that night. I lost it right then just seeing you like that. It was the hottest fucking thing I'd ever seen knowing I'd made you come harder than you'd ever come in your life. Just like you're going to come for me now." Brain pushed as deep as he could into Justin while giving his cock a sharp tug. With his other hand, he pulled Justin's head back onto his shoulder. He bit and sucked on the skin of Justin's neck as they both found their release.

They stayed pressed against each other panting as they used the wall for support. Finally Brian pulled out, and they busied themselves adjusting their clothing. Brian leaned down and kissed Justin while brushing the sweaty strands of hair away from his face. It was meant to be a quick kiss, but then Justin opened his mouth, and Brian yanked him closer while letting their tongues duel.

This time it was Justin who pulled away. "Take me home so I can get down on my hands and knees for you. Then you are going to rim me until I'm begging you to fuck me again."

Justin's words had him instantly hard again. "Let's hurry up and get the fuck out of here." Brian pressed his forehead to Justin's before taking a step back and looking him over. "Fuck, don't let Deb see your neck for a few days or I'll never hear the end of it," he said while gently running a finger over one of the marks he'd left.

Justin smiled and laughed softly. "I love it when you mark me.  Christ this was hot. We should fuck in public more often."

"We have been neglecting our duties haven't we," Brian agreed. "I do have the pitch for the medical group on Thursday."

"That's a pretty big account. So when you land it?" Justin smirked at Brian.

"The baths!" they said in unison. Still laughing they walked out arms around each other oblivious to the two men still watching them and dreaming.

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