Date: Wed, 27 Dec 2000 02:51:41 EST
From: RockLink00@aol.com
Subject: Big Boy Blaine Wilson 7

"Big Boy Blaine Wilson 7"
Starring:  Blaine Wilson, "Brian Smith"

    Well, I'm back everyone.  Sorry about the long delay (I guess long is an 
understatement!)  Hope you enjoy this next installment.     

    Note:  I do not know Blaine Wilson.  He may or may not be gay.  This is
highly unlikely, considering he is engaged.  Remember, this story is complete
fiction: it is not real!  Also, I know the Olympics have ended, but just 
pretend that they are going on right now!  Please send your comments to 
RockLink00@aol.com.

    
    Previously >>|  Brian learns that Blaine did not do well in the vault, so 
he went looking for him.  Brian fainted on a bench and came to several hours 
later.  Brian and Blaine spent the next day in bed watching television.  They 
woke up the next day and Blaine took a shower.  While he was in the shower, 
Brian's ex, Rob, showed up.  Rob beat up on Blaine and then left when he 
heard Blaine coming out of the shower.  Brian spent the rest of the day in 
bed, and that night the two went out to dinner.  Blaine saw Rob on the beach 
and beat on him, telling him to stay away from Brian.  The two returned to 
the hotel, and, well, you know...


    Blaine awoke to the sound of eggs frying in the kitchen.  He had been in 
Sydney for a couple of weeks, and the closing ceremonies were to occur that 
evening.  So, Blaine crawled out of bed, exhausted from the previous night's 
"activities."  

    Blaine looked into the kitchen, seeing Brian hunched over the stove 
making eggs, hashbrowns and the works.  He decided to surprise him... He 
walked up to Brian and grabbed Brian's sides, tickling them.  Brian jumped up 
in fright, turning around and seeing the culprit.

    "Don't do that!" Brian yelled.
    "Sorry babe, couldn't resist," Blaine smirked.  He kissed Brian on the 
forehead as a peace offering of sorts.

    Soon after, the two sat down in the living room with their breakfast.  
Blaine turned on the television to see news about the upcoming ceremonies 
that evening.  Both men were excited to see the ceremonies, but also upset 
that they would be leaving Sydney two days later.  

    They finished their breakfast and Blaine turned to look at Brian.  He 
leaned over and kissed him on the lips.  Brian, surprised, whispered,

    "What was that for, babe?"
    "Nothing, just because I love ya," Blaine whispered back.
    "Awww, how cute," Brian sarcastically replied.

    Blaine hopped onto Brian's lap and cupped Bri's face in his hands.  He 
once again kissed Brian on the lips and then put his head on Bri's shoulder.

    "You know, Bri, I think I'm about the luckiest guy in the world."
    "No, I think I am babe."

    They smiled at each other as Blaine winked to Bri.  

    "So....  what shall we do?" Blaine seductively inquired.
    "Hmm... go sightseeing?" Brian teased.
    
    Blaine growled and picked Brian up off the couch, taking him into the 
bedroom and throwing him onto the bed playfully.  He tore off his shirt and 
then pounced onto Brian, kissing him passionately as he threw Brian's shirt 
to the floor.  Brian moaned lightly as Blaine's tongue invaded his mouth.

    Blaine lifted his hips off the bed and swiped off his sweatpants, not 
needing to remove boxers that weren't there.  He then moved to Brian's 
sweats, ripping them off as quickly as he had removed his own.  Brian was 
also nude under his sweats.  Blaine kissed Brian once more and moved over his 
washboard stomach, then came down to Brian's manhood, engulfing it into his 
mouth and rolling his tongue over the head.  Brian moaned lightly as Blaine 
continued his onslaught of pleasure.  He took Bri's cock out of his mouth and 
blew lightly on it.  This caused more moaning from Brian.  He then took the 
cock back into his mouth and bobbed his head up and down slowly.  Brian began 
bucking his hips slowly in tune with Blaine's bobbing, thrusting his cock 
deep into Blaine's mouth.  This became too much for Brian to take, and with 
one deep thrust and a loud moan, his seed cascaded into Blaine's waiting 
mouth.  He continued bucking until the entire orgasm had subsided.

    Brian looked down to Blaine and smiled, then slid down to Blaine's 
awaiting member.  Blaine looked down to Brian with an intense look of 
anticipation and desire.  Blaine moaned loudly as Brian's tongue swiped over 
his balls.  He soon used his tongue and licked up Blaine's hard shaft, coming 
to the head and engulfing it slowly.  Blaine started thrashing around the bed 
and moaning quietly.  He put his hands on Brian's head and gently thrust his 
cock in and out of Bri's mouth.

    "Yeah, Bri, it's coming Bri, yeah, yeah, uuungh," Blaine moaned.

    Blaine slowed his thrusting and moaned loudly as his seed burst out of 
his cock into Bri's awaiting mouth.  Thick ropes of Blaine's cum flew into 
Bri's mouth with incredible force as Blaine moaned and thrust lightly.  He 
fell back onto the bed in extreme satisfaction and sighed heavily.  Bri soon 
joined him and wrapped his arms around Blaine's heaving chest.  They kissed a 
few times and just layed together in the bed.  

    "I love you Bri," Blaine whispered.
    "I love you too, Blaine."
    "We should probably get ready for the ceremonies babe," Brian whispered.
    "Yeah, you're right."

    So, they both got into the shower together.  Considering the fact that 
the two had just "released" their desires, the shower didn't last more than 
15 minutes.  They got out, admired each other's nude bodies, and got dressed. 
 About an hour later, they left the apartment and walked over to the Olympic 
Stadium, where the ceremonies were to be held.  

    "Wow, this is incredible," Brian said, looking out over the decorations 
around the stadium.
    "Yeah, they sure went all out."
    
    Brian and Blaine found their seats, which were right near the floor of 
the stadium.  They could see everything perfectly.  Soon after they had 
seated themselves, the ceremony began.  Fireworks, the athlete's parade, the 
dancing, the singing, all the flash of the Olympics were encapsulated in this 
spectacular ceremony.

    Once the gala had ended, Bri and Blaine decided to go for a stroll along 
the beach.  Unfortunately it wasn't a night for skinny dipping -- it had been 
cold most of the day and the water temperature had dropped, plus the wind had 
picked up speed since the closing ceremonies had ended.  So, they decided to 
cut the walk on the beach short and just head back to the apartment.  When 
they returned, the apartment was in total disarray.

    Shelves were knocked to the floor.  The mattress was lying up against the 
wall and the bedframe had been thrown against the wall, leaving a large dent. 
 Pictures around the apartment had been thrown off the wall and shattered 
into pieces on the floor below.  Bri and Blaine looked around in 
astonishment.  Soon after, both men became very angry, knowing who had to 
have been responsible:  Rob.

*    *    *

    Bri looked up to Blaine as tears started welling up in his eyes.  

    "Why can't he... I just don't.. what does he w--ant..." Bri questioned.

    Blaine hugged onto Bri and tried to tell him that everything would be all 
right.
    
    "I'm so sorry Blaine.. I'm so sorry..."
    "Come on, Bri, it's not your fault," Blaine whispered as he wiped Bri's 
tears from his cheeks.  "We'll be all right."
    
    Blaine called the police soon after to report the break-in.  
    "Yes, I'd like to report a break-in.  We have a pretty good idea who did 
it.."
    "Bri, what's Rob's last name?"
    "Johnson," Bri whispered, still very upset.

    Blaine took the phone over to where Bri was sitting and hugged him, 
trying to comfort him as much as he could.

    "OK, thanks officer," Blaine replied.
    "Well, they said they'll send someone over right away to dust for 
fingerprints and see if maybe it was Rob," Blaine explained.
    "That'll never work!  He probably used gloves!" Brian yelled, extremely 
upset.
    "Bri, it's all right.  Come on, calm down babe.  Please."
    "I'm sorry Blaine, it's just that I don't understand it... I mean, he 
left me, not the other way around, so why would he want me back!?"
    "I don't know babe, but don't worry, he'll never hurt you," Blaine said, 
still holding onto Bri, trying to comfort him.

    About 20 minutes later a few officers from the Sydney Police Department 
entered the apartment and began dusting for fingerprints.  They spent about 
an hour dusting, and then came over to Bri and Blaine and questioned them 
about the apartment -- how they found it, if they saw anything or anyone, if 
they noticed anything different before leaving for the ceremonies, etc...  No 
leads whatsoever.

    "We'll contact you from the station in a few hours and let you know whose 
prints these belong to," the officer commented as they left the apartment.
    "Thanks for your help," Blaine replied.

*    *    *

    The call came just as the officer said, about 3 hours later.  Blaine 
picked up the phone.  "Hello?" 

    "Hello, Mr. Wilson.  We identified a match with the fingerprints.  They 
don't belong to Rob Johnson.  They belong to a young Sydney woman named Sela 
Jones."
    "Sela Jones?  I've never heard of her before.." Blaine replied.
    "Who's Sela Jones?" Bri questioned.
    Blaine covered the receiver with his hand and whispered, "That's who 
trashed the place:  there were none of Rob's prints here."
    "Wha---?  Really!?  That's great!" Bri whispered as he kissed Blaine.
    "Perhaps she's some kind of obsessed fan," the officer suggested.
    "Oh, that's just great!" Blaine sarcastically commented.
    "We'll look into it a little more and bring Ms. Jones in for questioning. 
 I'll call you will more details tomorrow morning.  In the meantime, I can 
offer you to stay at my home.  The hotels everywhere are booked solid," the 
officer commented.
    "Oh, we couldn't do that," Blaine said.
    "Nonsense, it's for your own safety.  I tell you what:  I'll pick you 
two up in about an hour and drive you over to my place.  I have a spare 
bedroom in the basement, but you'll have to share a bed."
    "All right, if you insist.  Thanks, officer."
    "No problem.  See you in about an hour."  
    
    "OK, what's going on?" Bri asked.
    "All right, here's the deal.  The officer doesn't want us to stay here 
tonight for safety reasons, so he's picking us up in about an hour to go and 
stay at his place.  All the hotels are booked," Blaine explained.  "But 
there's just one problem -- we have to share a bed, YUCK!!!" Blaine yelled.
    Bri smacked Blaine playfully and scowled.

    They packed up all of their clothes (fortunately the girl hadn't stolen 
anything, just trashed the place), and soon after the officer had picked them 
up and they were headed toward east Sydney, right near the beach.  They 
arrived at the officer's house and soon after got settled into the basement.  
The basement had a single room with a super single waterbed and a bathroom.  
The officer's room was up two flights of stairs from the basement.

    "All right, if you're all settled, I'll see you two in the tomorrow," 
the officer said.
    "Great.  Thanks for everything!" Bri replied.
    "Anytime!  And by the way, help yourself to whatever is in the kitchen 
for breakfast tomorrow and just make yourselves at home.  I won't be home 
until about 5:00 tomorrow evening."

    So, Bri and Blaine brushed their teeth and then decided to take a shower. 
 They of course followed that good motto:  "Conserve water:  Shower with a 
friend."  Nothing other than a couple of french kisses happened in the 
shower.  They got out about 20 minutes later to a hot, steam-filled bathroom. 
 Suddenly Blaine lifted Bri up onto the counter and kissed him passionately. 
    
    Bri stopped the kiss.  "No Blaine, are you crazy?!"
    Blaine didn't respond.  He sucked on Bri's neck and slowly slithered his 
tongue down Bri's chest, reaching his belly button and engulfing it.  
    "Mmmmmm... Blaine, no, stop," Brian moaned.
    But Blaine wouldn't listen.  Soon he reached Brian's hardened tool and 
tickled it with his tongue.
    "Do you want me to stop?" Blaine asked as he engulfed Bri's head.
    "Ohhhhh... I, no, no don't stop," Brian moaned, overcome with pleasure.
    "Now that's more like it," Blaine whispered as he again went down on Bri.

    Blaine swooshed his tongue over Bri's head over and over again.  Soon he 
was bobbing up and down lightly.  Bri squirmed on the countertop and grabbed 
the wall to try and steady himself.  He began bucking his hips up ever so 
lightly, completely involuntarily.  His breathing intensified as he moaned 
lightly, trying to keep his grunting as quiet as possible...no easy task 
considering the situation!  Soon, Bri had grabbed Blaine's head and began 
directing it to his cock, his hips beginning to buck wildly.  Light slapping 
noises could be heard as Bri's legs pounded onto the cabinet.  

    "Unnnngh, Blaine I'm gonna cum," Bri whispered.

    Moments later Bri's body lifted itself off of the counter in a wave of 
intense pleasure, a spasm of white liquid squirting out of his cock at full 
blast, right into the back of Blaine's throat.  Blaine moaned lightly as the 
liquid slowly dribbled out of the corner of his mouth.  Bri's body finally 
made contact with the countertop once more as his pleasure subsided.
    
    "Mmm, that was awesome, Blaine.  I love you so much."
    "I love you too babe."
    "Want me to return the favor?" Bri asked.
    "Mmm, maybe later, but right now I just wanna go to sleep."
    "You read my mind," Bri responded.

*    *    *    *

    Bri and Blaine woke up early the next morning with their legs intertwined 
and their arms wrapped around one another.  The warmth of the waterbed was 
too much for them, and they quickly hopped out of the bed and went upstairs 
to have something to eat.  

    They got into the kitchen and each poured themselves a bowl of cereal.  
Once finished, they put the bowls in the dishwasher and decided to watch some 
television.  So, they got into the living room, sat down on the couch 
together, and turned on the TV.  Low and behold- what did they find?  It was 
tuned to a "dirty" movie.  Of course, Blaine looked over to Brian, winked, 
and then started kissing him passionately, crawling on top of Brian as the TV 
remained tuned to the movie.

    "Blaine, no!" Bri said forcefully, pushing Blaine off of him.  Blaine, 
surprised, immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
    "Come on, we just messed around last night... besides, we're in a 
guest's home!"
    "Oh, all right," Blaine pouted.  He turned away from Brian, sulking, and 
turned the television off, keeping his eyes away from Brian.
    "Come on, Blaine, I'm sorry," Brian apologized.  He reached up to touch 
Blaine's cheek, but Blaine turned away even more.  Fortunately Brian had an 
alternative weapon.  He positioned his hands next to Blaine's sides and began 
tickling him.
    "Stop! Stop!" Blaine yelled, laughing and squirming uncontrollably.  
    "Fine," Bri said, "Then will you stop acting like a baby?"
    "OK, fine, but we're doing something tonight then."
    "Blaine, we can't, our flight leaves early tomorrow morning.  We have to 
get up too early to do anything..."
    "Ugh!" Blaine exclaimed.  "Damn!"
    "Sorry babe.  So... do you want to do a little sightseeing before we have 
to get packed up?"
    "All right, I guess," Blaine replied.

    So, they went sightseeing around the greater Sydney area and returned 
back to the officer's house at around 4:30 in the afternoon.  The policeman 
returned home, just as he had mentioned the previous night, at 5:00.  

    "Good news, guys.  We caught Ms. Jones and brought her in.  She confessed 
to everything and agreed that she needs to enter a psychiatric treatment 
facility.  She's been obsessed with you for over 5 years," the officer 
explained.
    "Yikes.  Good think you caught her," Blaine replied.
    "Yeah.  That means you guys won't have to stay here in Sydney...You can 
leave whenever you were planning on