Author's Note: Hey! This is the second story I've posted here. This one has pretty much no plot. Well, maybe a little. Maybe. I just thought I'd try my hand at a sex scene. Hope you all enjoy! Feedback (positive or negative) more than welcome at JoC fetish@aol.com
Disclaimer: This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
Couldn't Tell
Nick wasn't surprised to find Brian sitting on the couch flipping stations on the television when he boarded the bus.
"Hey Nick. Mind if I hang out tonight?"
"No, not at all," Nick said as he stepped around Brian's bag that was lying at his feet. Maybe Brian should just leave his things permanently. Lately he had been staying on Nick's bus more often than he was on his own, which was really somewhat strange considering that Brian was the first to jump at the chance to have individual buses.
It wouldn't have seemed so out of character if Brian hadn't spent the last year distancing himself from the guys. It started a few weeks before he proposed to Leigh Anne. The two had been close friends ever since they met on the set of `As Long as You Love Me', but no one had really thought they were much more than that. Brian's announcement of his engagement was therefore a shock to them all.
Everyone had known that Kevin would marry Kristen. They had known he was going to propose weeks before he announced that he had finally done it and Kristen had accepted. They had all been excited and jumped Kevin, congratulating him. AJ produced a bottle of Champagne from God knows where and they had spent the rest of the night celebrating.
The bottle was gone by the early morning hours and Kevin had long since passed out. AJ and Howie had left to play pool, or work out, or swim, or Nick couldn't remember at all what they had said they were going to do. Nick was stretched out across Kevin's bed, his head on Kevin's prone form. Brian was at the end of the bed, painting Nick's toenails with a bottle of AJ's polish and laughing hysterically.
"You're feet nasty, man."
Nick snorted, "Sure, that's why you volunteered to paint them. Just admit it, Brian. You love my feet. You love them so much you want to marry them and kiss them and spend every day of the rest of your life with them."
Nick was joking, and was giggling into Kevin's back, when he felt light warm breath on his feet. Nick froze and didn't dare look. What was Brian doing?
The warmth dissipated and Nick looked up just as Brian ran from the room, leaving Nick with an unconscious Kevin and half painted toenails, wondering what the hell had just happened.
A week later Brian announced that he was getting married to Leigh Anne. They were all stunned for a moment at the news. Howie was the first to recover and saved them all by throwing himself at Brian in congratulations.
Soon after Brian's announcement he began pulling away from them, Nick especially. The tour ended and they all parted ways for a while before coming back together to start writing songs for the next album. Kevin and Brian got married and although Brian seemed as happy and as sincere as Kevin, they still couldn't quite see how he and Leigh Anne were more than just really good friends.
Brian continued to move away from them and no one was surprised when he enthusiastically supported Kevin's idea for individual buses. Nick rarely saw Brian anymore, except at meetings and before shows. He started hanging out with Howie, and it was fun and great, but Howie couldn't replace Brian. But then Nick was having problems of his own and so he figured it was partly his fault that Brian had drifted. He hadn't really done much to stop it.
Two weeks into the Black and Blue tour, Nick sat the others down in his hotel room.
"What's up, Nick?" Howie asked.
Nick was sitting in the desk chair picking at his nails. Brian, Howie, AJ and Kevin were sprawled across the large bed looking at him expectantly.
"Um, I've been dealing with some stuff lately and I think I finally figured something out and I just thought that you guys should be the first to know."
"What is it Nick?" Kevin prodded when it appeared that Nick had no intention of continuing.
"Well..."
"Nick, you know we love you. You know we are going to stand by you no matter what you are about to say, so spit it out already!" AJ said, impatiently. He probably had a party he was missing.
When Nick finally announced that he was gay, Kevin hugged him and told him he was proud, AJ patted him and reiterated his speech of love and support, and Howie petted him and squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. Only Brian didn't move from the bed.
After a moment Nick stood and went to sit beside Brian.
"Bri?" Nick placed a tentative hand on Brian's arm. Brian turned to look at Nick but his expression was unreadable. For a second Nick was terrified of what his best friend might say, but Brian didn't say anything, just grabbed Nick and pulled him into a fierce hug.
Nick was relieved that the guys had taken it so well. He had been afraid. Mostly of Brian's reaction. He had been so distant and he was so unpredictable, with his beliefs and all that Nick couldn't help but worry. He was happy when Brian hugged him, but later he began thinking and suspected that Brian probably wasn't as comfortable with this new development as he pretended to be. He fully expected Brian to drift even further away.
Brian did exactly the opposite. The next day he was at Nick's door bright and early asking if Nick would like to join him for a game of one on one. They didn't talk about Nick coming out, but he soon realized ashamedly that he had underestimated Brian. Things seemed to be returning to the way they had been before. He and Brian were once again becoming inseparable.
Leigh Anne stopped touring with them and all of a sudden Brian was on Nick's bus almost every night. They didn't really talk much. At least not about the important things, but they had fun and they laughed and it was almost like it used to be.
The night that Nick found Brian sitting on his couch started out no differently than any of the others. They watched Comedy Central for a while, laughing at some sketch comedy show. Then Brian shut off the television and they sat in amicable silence, watching the world pass them by through a bus window.
Brian's cell phone broke the silence, causing them both to jump and laugh nervously.
"Hello? Oh, hi Leigh."
Nick waited for Brian to leave him for the privacy of the bedroom.
"How was your day? What? Oh, that's good news."
Brian didn't appear to be going anywhere.
"Me? I'm hanging with Nick." Brian laughed nervously at something. "Yeah, right."
Nick wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow. Bye."
Brian closed the phone and set it on the table, turning to smile apologetically at Nick.
"You didn't have to get off, you know," Nick said.
"I know. Leigh had forgotten I was spending tonight with you," Brian replied, looking at the floor.
That was strange. It sounded like Brian planned this all out and specifically told Leigh Anne not to call him.
"So. What do you wanna do, Frack?"
Nick laughed at the use of their old nicknames. "I dunno Frick. I hear AJ left some JD in the kitchen."
Brian grinned. "Well, let's do it then."
Two hours later and Brian was once again painting Nick's toenails. Nick wasn't even sure where Brian had gotten the nail polish from this time. Nick didn't own any.
Nick was beginning to doze off on the couch as Brian chewed on his lip and carefully applied the polish to each nail.
"I told you that you love my feet," Nick murmured sleepily.
"Mmmm," came Brian's mumbled reply, and it was so close to his left foot that Nick felt it reverberate through him.
What was Brian doing now? Nick's breath caught in his throat when he felt wet warmth surround his big toe. Oh God, Brian was sucking on his toes. Were they really that drunk? Nick never would have guessed that it felt fantastic having his best friend run his tongue along the bottom of his toe.
Brian made a small, pleased sound and Nick held back a groan. What else could Brian do with that tongue? Brian must have heard the noise that he made because he suddenly started, and jerked back releasing Nick's feet.
"Oh God," Brian said. Nick opened his eyes and looked up at Brian slowly, coming out of his blissful daze. Brian looked like he was about to panic. His blue eyes were wide and he was holding his hair with one hand.
"Brian? Brian, are you alright?" Nick sat up and reached for his friend, but Brian jerked away.
"Brian."
"Oh no, Nick."
"It's alright Brian. You're drunk. I'm drunk. So we got a little out of hand-"
"No, Nick, I..."
"Brian, seriously. It is all right. I know that it probably makes you nervous that I'm gay. You've been really great about it Bri, you really have. I don't know what you were just doing, but I'm not going to lie and say I didn't like it. Because, wow, Brian. Geez."
Brian blushed and looked at the floor.
"And I guess I'm rambling. Maybe you were curious. Maybe you have a foot fetish. I don't know. But you seem upset. So I just want to assure you that I'm okay, and I'm not freaked out and you don't need to freak out because I'm not going to go tell the world that you just sucked on my toe. Although I sort of do want to shout it from the roof of this bus right now because it just felt so...but, anyway, Leigh Anne doesn't need to know."
"Leigh Anne does know."
Nick's head jerked around to look at Brian, who was staring at his hands in his lap.
"That you have a foot fetish?" Nick asked, bunching his eyebrows in confusion.
"No," Brian smiled. "That I'm in love with my best friend."
"What-"
"I love you Nick. I'm in love with you." Brian gazed at Nick and Nick couldn't help but blush. Brian loved him.
"And Leigh Anne knows. She's known forever. Maybe longer than I have."
Nick looked at the floor. "How long have you known?"
"About three years."
Nick looked up quickly. "Three years?! You've been in love with me for three years?! Why didn't you ever say anything?"
"It wasn't that easy, Nick," Brian sighed. "I realized I was in love with you a few weeks before I met Leigh Anne. I was raised in a strict Baptist family. You know that. It was hard to accept something like that about myself. I told Lou." Nick arched an eyebrow and Brian lifted his hands in a negative gesture. "Not that I was in love with you. That I thought I was gay. Or bisexual. I don't know why I did it. It just felt like the right thing to do, you know? I didn't know who else to go to."
Nick nodded.
"Anyway. Lou wasn't very pleased, as you can probably guess. He told me that if anyone found out about this the Backstreet Boys would be finished and it would be my fault. He and Johnny decided I needed a girlfriend, fast. I met Leigh Anne and we hit it off right away and we were such good friends and it just made sense that if I had to do this I wanted to do it with her."
Nick took Brian's hand in his own and rubbed it softly.
"That was good enough for awhile. Then Kevin decided to get married and I was having a hard time hiding my feelings for you and Lou was gone but he had scared me so much that I couldn't just stop the game and Leigh was willing for reasons of her own. So we decided to get married too. And my mother was so happy. You saw her."
Nick smiled and nodded. Brian's mom had been ecstatic the day of her son's wedding.
"But I never stopped loving you Nick. Leigh Anne knows it. She's always known. I tried, but I couldn't stop. And then you announced to us all that you were gay and the world suddenly seemed so full of possibilities. All this time I never, never thought that I had a chance with you. I just-"
Nick squeezed Brian's hand tightly. "You do. You have more than a chance. You always have."
"Nick-"
Nick leaned in and kissed Brian softly. Brian gasped and then moaned into the kiss, bringing his free hand up to tangle in Nick's hair. They kept the kiss chaste at first, but then Brian began licking and nibbling on Nick's lower lip and Nick made a small needy noise and his mouth opened in invitation. Brian thrust his tongue into Nick's mouth and it seemed as though he was finally letting three years of longing pour out in the most passionate hot kiss Nick had ever experienced in his life.
Nick couldn't get enough of Brian. He tasted so good, hot like the whiskey they had been drinking, but with a distinct flavor that Nick could only describe as...Brian. He licked and sucked at Brian's tongue, his lips, his teeth, and suddenly the couch seemed too small and the bus too warm and Brian was wearing way too many layers of clothing and so was he.
Brian seemed to be thinking the same thing because he pulled away from the kiss at that moment, and Nick protested softly but then Brian was tugging him toward the back of the bus, toward the bedroom, and Nick couldn't believe they had wasted three years. They could have been doing this every night, every day.
Brian was removing his jacket, the one with the hole in the shoulder that he love so much, and then it was on the floor and Nick noticed that he was no longer wearing shoes and then neither was Brian, but he couldn't remember when they had taken them off. He realized it didn't matter at all as Brian approached him, smiling slyly and Nick hadn't known that Brian could look so purposely sexual. Brian was sweet and innocent but not now, now Brian was hot and Nick hadn't known that his hips could move like that. Nick hadn't known a lot of things.
Brian was the sexiest thing he had ever seen and when he reached out and ran a hand up Nick's shirt, tweaking Nick's left nipple, with that sly smile still on his face, Nick thought he would come in his pants, right then.
Brian's other hand was up his shirt then, pushing it up and over Nick's head and then it was on the floor with the jacket and the shoes. Nick felt suddenly extremely self- conscious.
"Oh." Brian gasped, surprised and he was looking at Nick in awe and running his hands over Nick's chest as though worshipping him and Nick wasn't worried about the extra layer around his middle so much anymore, because obviously Brian wasn't worried about it.
Nick wanted Brian to keep touching him. Wanted Brian to touch him all day. But Brian was still wearing too many clothes and so Nick pushed at him until Brian backed off and Nick was able to get Brian's shirt over his head and then it was his turn to worship and he ran his hands up Brian's chest, lingering over the large scar there. Nick pushed Brian back towards the bed until the backs of Brian's knees hit the edge and Brian fell back, grinning lustily and pulling Nick down with him.
So that's how it's done, Nick thought. Easy enough, and then his lips claimed Brian's nipple, licking and pulling slightly and Brian gasped and arched up into Nick and for the first time Nick felt Brian's hardness and need rubbing against his thigh and he moaned hungrily against Brian's flesh.
Brian was talking now, or trying to talk. "Need you...want you so...ugh...bad." Brian gasped as Nick's tongue thrust into his belly button and then Brian was pulling Nick back up and kissing him forcefully and Nick felt Brian's hands fumbling at the button of his jeans.
Brian was lightly kissing every inch of Nick's face murmuring things like "waited so long" and "finally mine" and he was having little luck with Nick's jeans so Nick gently removed Brian's hands and took off his own jeans and boxers, sighing with relief as his erection was freed from the confines of his pants. He cupped himself gently and grunted at the stimulation and then started as he saw Brian staring up at him with lust-filled eyes.
Nick smiled and gripped himself more firmly,
"You like this, Brian?" Nick asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes," Brian whispered, almost inaudibly, and really it was more a desperate moan than a whisper.
"I didn't hear you," Nick replied, rubbing and pulling slightly, making himself moan and thrust in his hand, eyes closed and mouth dropping open in ecstasy.
Brian's eyes widened. "Nick." He reached for Nick but Nick dodged out of reach, standing by the door of the small room.
"Nick, please." Brian repeated, whimpering now and he laid back on the bed and spread his legs thrusting up into the air, both hands clutching the sheets, and Nick was on him in an instant, through playing games.
The rest of Brian's clothes were tossed into the heap on the floor and then Nick was breathing in Brian's scent, the kinky hairs tickling his nose. Brian thrust up again and Nick placed two hands on his hips to keep him down.
Nick had been playing experienced sex toy, but this was all as new to him as it was to Brian. He had never been this close to a guy's dick before and it was a fascinating sight. Brian's cock wasn't overly long, but it was thick and engorged and a deep angry red. It was oozing slightly and Nick longed to taste it, to taste Brian.
He was allowed to taste Brian, Brian wanted him to, and tentatively Nick licked at the tip, and Brian whimpered and it was bitter and salty and Nick couldn't get enough, licking all around the head, gripping the base of Brian's cock with one hand and then running his tongue from the base to the tip along the underside.
"Oh god, oh god." Brian was squirming wildly on the bed. Nick took the tip into his mouth, sucking hungrily and Brian involuntarily tried to thrust deeper into Nick's mouth. This was easier than Nick had thought it would be. All he had to do was think about what he would like done to him and then do it. He rolled Brian's heavy balls in the palm of his hand and took more of Brian into his mouth. His hand squeezed gently and Brian came with a shout, emptying his load into Nick's mouth.
Nick came without being touched.
He recovered quickly and kept sucking hungrily, swallowing everything and licking Brian clean.
Nick crawled up beside Brian, who was breathing heavily and watching Nick. As soon as Nick was within reach Brian grabbed him, kissing him, licking around inside Nick's mouth. Nick wondered if Brian could taste himself on Nick, and thought he probably could and his cock jumped at the thought.
Brian rolled onto Nick, and oh god, how could Brian be that hard again, already? He was trailing kisses carefully down Nick's chest, licking at his adam's apple, his nipples, even the hair beneath his arms, which Nick thought was probably one of the hottest things anyone had ever done to him.
Brian's hand found Nick's half-hard cock and stroked it carefully causing Nick to cry out and thrust into Brian's hand. Brian looked at Nick and smiled, continuing to stroke and watching as Nick's face contorted in ecstasy.
"You're so beautiful, Nick. So beautiful."
Nick groaned in response.
Brian continued to kiss his way down Nick's body down his hip to his legs, skirting past the area where Nick wanted him most. Nick's hands were tangled in Brian's hair and he tried to guide Brian to where he wanted him to be, but Brian resisted, kissing the backs of Nick's knees instead and then Brian was lifting Nick's leg, bending it.
"What. Brian -. Oh. Oh god, wow."
Brian was licking Nick's left foot, kissing the arches tenderly and nuzzling them with his face.
So Brian really did have a foot fetish.
Holy shit, Brian was sucking his toes again, and that was what had started all of this, and Nick couldn't believe how good Brian was at this. If this felt this good he couldn't wait until Brian was sucking something else. Brian had no intention of leaving Nick's feet anytime soon, however. He dropped Nick's left foot and picked up the right, biting it softly, sending thrills up through Nick's body. Nick closed his eyes and willed himself not to come. He couldn't come twice in one night without being touched. He couldn't. He wouldn't allow Brian to send him over the edge just by sucking on his toes. He had to make it last.
It was too good. Nick was going to have to try worshipping Brian's feet next time. Next time. There would be a next time. He'd try it tomorrow. They could do this everyday now. Brian said that he loved him. Brian wanted him. Forever. "Brian." Till death do us --.
Leigh Anne. Nick didn't want to think about her now. He didn't understand Brian's relationship with her at all and Brian was moving back up his right leg and Leigh Anne was the last thing he wanted to think about.
Brian seemed to sense that Nick's thoughts had wandered and then he was lying beside him stroking his cheek.
"Nick?"
"You're cheating on Leigh, Brian."
"No, Nick. It's not like that. We never...it was never. There's only you, Nick. I love you."
Nick was still confused. But he believed Brian, he wanted to believe Brian, and Brian loved him and then suddenly, Brian's mouth was on his cock and he cried out.
"Oh god Brian. I love you. God, I love you."
Brian sucked harder and Nick knew he would lose control at any second but then Brian's mouth was gone and Nick whimpered helplessly at the loss. His thighs were spread and a pillow was placed beneath his hips and Nick didn't have time to think about what was happening until he felt something warm and wet pushing at him.
"Holy shit. Oh, shit. Don't stop."
He couldn't believe it. He wouldn't even have dared, but Brian was doing it and it must be good for him as well because he was doing more than tentatively tasting. And it felt so good, not just nice, it felt incredibly hot and Nick arched and tried to push himself closer. Suddenly Brian's warm pink tongue was pushing and entering him and Nick whimpered and Brian was tongue-fucking him in earnest now. Nick could do nothing but try to thrust himself further on to Brian's tongue.
"Please." He gasped as Brian's tongue left him. "Please, no." But then the tongue was replaced by a thin finger entering him and Nick had never even done this to himself and -
"Fuck!"
Nick cried out.
What was that?
"Shit. Do that again." Nick panted. Brian had hit something and Nick had never felt anything like it. He hadn't known anything could feel that good.
Brian pulled away and Nick felt empty. He could feel his muscles contracting, begging to be entered again.
"Brian, what-" Nick sat up on his elbows to look at Brian.
"Do you want to..." Brian didn't finish the sentence but he didn't have to. Nick knew what he was asking.
"Yes. I want you to do it." Nick spread his thighs in invitation.
Brian looked at Nick hungrily and Nick thought he would pick up where he left off but then Brian seemed to remember something.
"Nick. Do you have any...I don't want to hurt you. Is there any lube?"
Nick's hand was on his own cock now, massaging gently. "My bag. The sink in the bathroom."
"I'll be right back. And stop that. Wait for me." Brian swatted Nick's hand away and ran up the small bus aisle and into the tiny bathroom, returning with a small tube.
He leaned over Nick, kissing him gently and then suddenly there were two fingers pushing in him, slick and wet, and they were caressing and rubbing and bumping that delicious spot over and over and then they were stretching him and Nick was moaning wantonly and trying to push himself onto them. Deeper, he needed them deeper.
A third finger was added and Nick felt impossibly full and he couldn't imagine that anything else could fit. Three fingers were perfect. Oh god, Brian, don't stop. He tried to touch himself again but Brian removed his hand, holding it against the sheets with his own. This was torture. It was too much and he needed to come and if Brian would just let him use his hand...Brian's fingers left him.
"Brian," Nick whimpered, lifting his hips, trying to persuade Brian to continue what he had started. But then he felt something new at his opening and it was too big, too large. It would never fit. Nick was about to protest when he felt Brian's lips cover his own, Brian's tongue fucking into his mouth and a pressure against him that made him groan. And then the head popped in and Nick cried out. It hurt. It hurt a lot, and there was no way the rest of that was going to get inside him.
"Nick," Brian was kissing his closed eyelids, licking away the stray tears that had escaped. "Nicky. Baby, you've got to relax. I know it hurts, but it won't last, and then it will feel wonderful. I promise."
Nick tried to relax. He didn't know why he should believe Brian. Brian had never done this before either, but the pain was already diminishing and then Brian was pushing slowly into him, pausing to give Nick time to adjust. The initial sharp pain was slowly replaced by a dull aching pain tinged in pleasure as Brian sank completely into Nick. Brian's cock felt so long inside of Nick, he felt filled entirely, and Brian's balls were resting against his ass.
Brian waited, licking at Nick's mouth until he felt Nick begin to move against him. Then Brian slowly pulled out and thrust back into Nick. Nick gasped, crying out. It felt so good. The pain was still there, but the pleasure was greater, and the pain was just adding to the intensity, until Nick was moaning incoherently with each of Brian's thrusts.
"God, Brian. Harder, please. I need you. Brian, more."
Brian complied thrusting more forcefully into Nick. They went on for several minutes, Brian never slowing down, grunting loudly with each thrust, his face contorted in passion. Nick was gripping the sheets on the bed, trying to keep quiet so that the bus driver didn't hear them, but failing miserably.
"Shit, Nick, you're so tight."
Suddenly Brian pulled almost completely out of Nick, slamming back in forcefully and Nick's world went black. He threw his head back and screamed, arching his back and shooting between himself and Brian.
"Nick. Oh God. You're so...I love you!"
Brian thrust into Nick once more, feeling Nick's muscles contract around him, then emptied himself in Nick collapsing atop him with a grunt.
They fell asleep that way, still connected and wrapped around each other.
Nick woke up with a start. His entire body ached. He looked down and saw Brian nestled on his chest. Nick smiled. Brian looked so peaceful. He gently kissed Brian's forehead, and Brian sighed and shifted a little. Nick grimaced as he felt the dried stickiness on his stomach. He untangled himself from Brian and went to find a damp washcloth.
The bus was still moving. They must have stopped somewhere during the middle of the night, but the driver had long since woken up and they were probably almost to Albany by now. Nick had never been happier that his father had decided that driving Nick's tour bus was not how he wanted to spend his summer. He grabbed a washcloth from his bag, wiping himself off and then bringing it back to the bed with him. Brian was curled up in Nick's warm spot, snoring softly.
Nick felt his heart swell as he watched his friend. His best friend. His love. His soul mate.
A phone started ringing from somewhere in the pile of clothes strewn about the floor. Nick rummaged through them until he found Brian's cell phone.
"Hello?"
"Nick?" Shit. Leigh Anne.
"Um, hi Leigh." Nick mumbled as he sat beside Brian on the bed.
"Good morning, Nick. Is Brian up?" Leigh Anne sounded incredibly cheerful. It made Nick feel instantly guilty.
Nick glanced at Brian, who was looking up at him sleepily, a blissful smile on his face. "Yes, he's right here." Nick handed the phone to Brian, frowning slightly.
"Hello?" Brian asked. "Leigh! Good morning."
Brian sounded really happy to hear from his wife. Nick felt sick. And suddenly very naked. He stood up and began collecting his clothes.
"I...Leigh! Calm down. Let me talk!" Nick picked up his jeans and was looking for his underwear when he felt Brian's eyes following him. Brian reached out and pulled Nick back to the bed with him.
"Yes, yes, all right? Are you happy?" Brian was blushing and pulling Nick into him, wrapping Nick into his arms. He held the phone away from him and kissed Nick's cheek gently.
"Leigh. No, come on. You'll embarrass him. No. No." He rolled his eyes at Nick, who was still frowning slightly, but gripping Brian tightly. "Fine, Leigh Anne. Fine. Just a second."
He took the phone from his ear and tilted Nick's chin up toward him, kissing his nose. "She wants to talk to you, love."
Nick stared at Brian. Brian had just called him 'love'. Surely Leigh Anne had heard. He took the phone from Brian, who was smiling reassuringly.
"Hi." His voice caught and he cleared his throat nervously.
"Nicky!" Leigh Anne practically squealed at him. "I hear you two finally got your act together. Congratulations, hon! I'd really like to know the details, but Brian made me promise not to ask you. He doesn't want me to embarrass you or chase you away." Nick's mouth dropped open. Leigh Anne knew what they had done. His face turned red.
Brian pushed Nick's jaw with a finger; gently closing his gaping mouth and pressing a light kiss to Nick's lips.
"Anyway, Nick, I just wanted to let you know how happy I am that Brian finally got the balls to tell you after all this time. What?" Leigh Anne put the phone down and Nick could hear girlish laughing in the background. "I'm not asking him that, Chris! No! Pervert." Then louder, "Christina is trying to get me to...ow! You pinched me! Witch. Fine, fine. Nick?"
Nick tried to reply but no words came out.
"Nick, were you on top?"
"What?!" Nick choked grabbing Brian tightly.
"Christina wants to know -" Brian grabbed the phone from Nick.
"Leigh! What are you doing to my baby? You should see his face!" Nick blushed. Brian had just called Nick his baby. His baby. Nick was his. That made Brian Nick's. Nick wanted Brian to get off the phone.
"I'm not answering that! Tell Chrissy to get her mind out of the gutter. I'm hanging up now. I have more important things to do than listen to you two!"
Brian laughed. "Yes, like making love to Nick." Nick's mouth dropped open and his eyes widened. Holy shit. "Yes. I intend to. Goodbye, girls."
Brian hung up the phone and threw it back into the pile of clothes on the floor. He turned to Nick and laughed at the shocked look on Nick's face. He leaned in and kissed Nick, licking into Nick's already open mouth.
"What? I told you she knew. Did you think I was lying to you?"
Nick couldn't find the words to form a reply. He gasped when he felt Brian's hand grip his cock possessively. It immediately sprang to life in Brian's hand. "Do you think we have time? How long until we get to Albany?" Brian asked as he massaged Nick's erection.
Nick moaned in reply.
"We can make it quick."
Nick arched his back.
Brian took Nick's foot in his hand. "Maybe not. They'll just have to wait until we're ready to leave this bed."
Nick whimpered in agreement as Brian licked along the soft arch of his foot.