Gentleman's Game

Justin was sitting in the apartment he shared with Daphne watching TV when his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and smiled when he saw that it was Brian’s number. He'd been looking forward to the older man’s call all day. Though they’d been back together for almost a year, they both thought it better that they not rush into living together again.

“Hey, sexy,” he said as he answered the phone.

“You know, you having caller ID just kills all the fun of surprise,” Brian said with a smirk and Justin laughed.

“But it makes me happy when I see your number on the display.”

“Glad that I’m good for something.” Brian chuckled.

“Where have you been all day?” Justin had been expecting him to call earlier.

“I was out shopping. Come see what I bought,” Brian said. Justin was getting images in his mind of any number of sex toys that they could have fun with together.

“I’ll be right there,” he said.

“Okay, later,” Brian replied, then hung up. Justin hung up as well, got dressed in a skin tight white t-shirt and jeans that were snug in all the right places, slipping on his sneakers before heading over to the loft. He had to take a cab, but he’d made enough the night before to afford it without any problems. Justin made his way up the steps and knocked on the door.

Brian answered with a smile on his face, kissing Justin quickly before moving aside to let him in. Justin took three steps into the place and stopped when he saw an eight-foot pool table in the middle of what used to be the living room.

“What do you think?” Brian asked as he made his way over. Justin noticed a cue rack on the wall nearest the table.

“You bought a pool table?”

“Yeah….” Brian said. He could see the slightest bit of disappointment in Justin’s eyes. “You hate it.”

“No…..that’s not it. I just…..thought you bought something else.”

“You were expecting a new dildo or something?” the brunet asked with a smirk, which quickly faded when Justin nodded. “Oh…”

“This is good though. I mean…..it gets boring sitting around waiting for a pool table at Woody’s. Now we don’t have to wait.” He smiled and moved over to stand beside Brian, kissing his cheek before picking up a cue. “Let’s play a game.”

“Okay,” Brian said with a smile, which soon turned into an evil smirk. “Ever play strip eight ball?”

“Strip eight ball?” Justin asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah. Every time I sink a ball, you lose a piece of clothing. And vice versa.”

“Sounds like fun,” Justin said as he moved to rack up the balls.

“It is, trust me.” Brian chuckled and Justin laughed. Once everything was set up, Brian went to break, sinking four balls in the first shot. Justin looked at him in awe. “You’ve played pool with me before, Justin,” he said.

“I always come in in the middle of the game,” he protested. “This isn’t fair,” Justin said.

“Well, since it appears that you don’t have enough clothes on; I’ll make you a deal. Each sock and each shoe counts as one piece.”

“That sounds fair. Especially since you’re not wearing socks or shoes,” Justin commented as he removed both socks and both shoes. Brian had an aversion to shoes and socks, even in winter, that no one understood. Justin didn’t mind though because even Brian’s feet were gorgeous.

A half an hour later, Brian was standing there still fully clothed and Justin was down to his underwear and it was once again Brian’s shot. He smirked as the ball dropped into the hole and Justin groaned.

“This isn’t fair!” Justin complained as he stripped off his underwear.

“You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is,” Brian quoted David Bowie from The Labyrinth.

“Oh ha ha, very funny.” Justin was grumpy and freezing since the loft was drafty.

“You set yourself up for this one.” Brian smirked as he cleared the rest of the balls off the table, knowing that there was no point in continuing the game. He looked at Justin standing there naked and the crotch of his jeans got suddenly tighter. He moved over and kissed the younger man lightly on the lips. “For what it’s worth, you did put up a good effort.”

“Gee thanks,” Justin rolled his eyes. They suddenly closed as Brian’s warm hand came in contact with his cock, making it spring to life. A moan escaped his lips before he could stop it. Brian leaned in so that his lips were almost touching Justin’s ear.

“I’ll make losing worth your while,” he said in a sultry tone. Justin could only moan again as Brian started to suck on his earlobe. “Get on the table.” The older man ordered and Justin was more than willing to comply. He sat on the edge and smiled as Brian gently pushed him onto his back. “Stay,” Brian said with a chuckle as he moved into his bedroom. Justin propped himself up on his elbows looking more than a little confused until Brian came back with a condom and a tube of lube.

Justin lay back on the table again and smiled as Brian leaned in and kissed him. The older man squirted some of the lube into his hand, working it around on his fingers to warm it up before slipping a finger as deep into Justin as it would go. The blonde’s back arched as he moaned at the contact, grabbing onto the edges of the table. Brian kept his finger inside Justin for a minute before slowly moving it out. He thrust it back in as hard as he could, hitting Justin’s prostate.

“Oh fuck!” Justin yelled, his back arching once again. Brian repeated the action a couple of times before adding a second finger. Justin leaned his head back against the table and moaned loudly, his eyes fluttering closed. Brian smirked as he continued to work his fingers in and out.

“You ready for more?” he asked and Justin nodded emphatically. Brian removed his fingers and Justin could hear the sound of his pants unzipping, though he never heard them hit the floor. He also never heard the sound of the condom packet opening. He was about to say something when he felt an intense pressure at his hole. He moaned as he was entered in one swift movement. What he felt, though, did not resemble Brian’s condom covered cock. It wasn’t thick enough, first off, and it was way too hard. He looked down and his eyes went wide when he saw that Brian was holding one of the pool cues, one end having disappeared inside him. He met Brian’s eyes and saw only a smirk.

Brian slowly removed the cue and Justin couldn’t help but moan. Brian smiled as he started to fuck Justin with the pool cue, watching as the younger man started to buck his hips back. He was obviously enjoying it even though it wasn’t what he’d been expecting. Brian made sure to keep his hand firmly in place at about the nine-inch mark on the cue so that it wouldn’t go so deep into Justin as to hurt him.

“Oh God! Brian….stop!” Justin demanded. Brian was on an upstroke so he stopped with the cue still inside Justin. The blond looked at him and saw an expression of worry on the older man’s face. “I…I just…..don’t want…..to come yet,” Justin reassured him with a smile. Brian released the breath he didn’t realize he was holding and slowly removed the cue, dropping it to the floor. He slid his jeans off, not wearing any underwear and climbed up onto the table with Justin.

They came together in a passionate kiss as Brian opened the condom packet and slipped it on his leaking erection. They moved so that they were both fully on the table, then Justin brought his legs up around Brian’s waist. Having been thoroughly prepared Brian easily entered Justin and started thrusting, moaning loudly into the kiss, their mouths never having separated. He angled his hips so that he could hit Justin’s prostate every time, causing the younger man to almost scream.

Justin reached his hands down and started to massage Brian’s ass. When they came apart so they could breath, Justin brought one hand to his mouth, thoroughly coating one of his fingers with saliva before returning it to Brian’s ass. He moved his hand inward and on a down stroke, pressed against the older man’s hole, easily gaining entrance. Brian’s eyes, which had been closed at that point, snapped open as he looked at Justin. The younger man kept his hand still, causing Brian to fuck himself on the blond’s finger as he continued to fuck Justin. Brian had been the middleman in threesomes before, but for some reason this was much better.

Justin leaned up a little and started to kiss and suck on Brian’s neck. The combined feeling of Justin’s mouth on his neck and the finger up his ass, plus the fact that Justin was occasionally contracting his muscles around Brian’s cock was too much. The brunet thrust one final time before he shot into the condom, his whole body shaking from the force of his orgasm.

It wasn’t long after that Justin too came, Brian never having to touch his dick. The hot liquid shot in stream after stream between them. Brian collapsed onto Justin and tried to catch his breath. When they both calmed and some of Brian’s strength returned, he pushed up so that he wasn’t crushing the blonde beneath him.

“I think I like pool much better now,” Justin said with a smirk.

“Certainly the gentleman’s game,” Brian commented and they both laughed before sharing a tender kiss.

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