Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 01:59:32 -0700 From: "e_bacrot@yahoo.com" Subject: Freshman Justin Part 11 We fell asleep in bed together and it was Christmas morning. I got up early as usual and did my thing to get ready. I knew my parents did the early set up thing downstairs so it looked like Santa had come overnight. I thought it was funny at the time, but now that I am older I look back and smile. I went back to my room and got dressed, the whole house, including Justin were still asleep. I thought I would give him a special Christmas morning wake-up present. I pulled off the sheets and pulled down his boxers. I leaned my head down and just took in his scent before I ended up licking it off. He was already 1/2 hard, probably because he had his morning piss waiting for him. I started to lick his balls and moved up his shaft, he got hard almost immediately. I took it reeealll slow this time, I wanted him to be awake for it. His face turned into a little smile and he started to stir and wake up. He looked down and his smile got bigger once he figured out what was going on. I wanted a Christmas fuck too, but I knew people would be here soon, and my parents were probably already up. I just kind of felt his ass out a little bit, just grabbing and a little rubbing on his ass cheeks and probed his hole a little. He came with a grunt after about 5 mins and I got the best Christmas morning breakfast I had ever had. I loved when he came, his whole body flexed up and he got a really cute serious face going, then he would just basically fall apart haha. I told him to shower and do his thing and we will head downstairs. I wanted to give him one other present that I had been thinking about the night before and this morning. He got undressed and grabbed a towel and was heading out the bedroom door when I grabbed him. I gave him a nice hard long kiss and looked into his eyes, I held his head with my hands in place and stared at him for a minute. Only time I ever said these words to another guy in my life. Me: Merry Christmas Justin, I love you. (I said it like I meaned it, and I know I said it earlier, but I was sober this time) Justin teared up a little and said he loved me too (I don't think he was ready for those words from me, and I don't think he ever expected me to say them). I told him to wash his stank dick and ass and we laughed as he walked out of the room. I finally grasped loving another guy, I would kill to protect Justin, I would do anything to keep him safe, and I ended up finally understanding those feelings as love. Even though I was always against the love aspect and relationship situation with other guys in the past, I had to stop denying my feelings with him. He meant as much to me, and more, than any girl I ever dated. He was the perfect friend, and the perfect boyfriend I guess you could call it. I just sat staring at the wall thinking, my mind went in circles, thinking of scenarios of things that would never happen, things that put Justin in danger of some sort. All I pictured was someone hurting him, and me beating the shit out of them, I don't know why my mind went there, but it did. He was so much more than the fuck friend that I was looking for in the beginning, he was my Justin. My Justin. And I was his Brandon. He had showed me how much he cared about me the last few months, and I kinda felt bad I didn't show the same back to him. I mean I did in some ways, but his motivation was always love, mine before was not. Now it was. No one would ever hurt Justin as long as I was alive. (And no one ever has) He came back from the shower a little timid and looked at me. I was still staring at the wall thinking with a serious face listening to some light music, I think he thought I was angry or having second thoughts about what had happened before he left the room earlier. Justin: Are...are you ok? I snapped out of my trance. Me: Yea, I'm fine Justin, just thinking about some things. Justin: Regrets? Me: No dude, not at all (I teared up a little again and told him to sit next to me on the bed) Justin: Whats wrong? Me: I don't like to put my feelings into words, about us, but I think I owe you something. Justin: I knew you always loved me Bran, you don't need to tell me with words. You just needed to figure it out on your own, but what you said before didn't shock me, it just surprised me that you actually came out and said it. Me: I think its beyond love Justin. Justin: What do you mean? Me: Well, being the youngest in my family, you are like the younger brother I never had, and I don't know I was just thinking about things. Justin: Well talk about it, obviously you wouldn't have sex with your younger brother haha, what is it, tell me? Me: No one is ever going to hurt you in your life, I will always be there to protect you no matter what. Thats all I have to say, sorry (I started crying, and I barely got out the words I had been thinking about the last 15 mins.) Justin hugged me and whispered in my ear that he knew that about us already too from the night at Shawn's party when I kinda fought to protect him. But I needed to tell him, the words to say to him, they meant something to me. We hugged it out for a min and he finished getting dressed. Justin: Ok sad eyes, fix yourself up, your parents are gonna wonder why you were crying haha. My smart little guy always, I grabbed him again by his head and we just stared in each others eyes for a minute. I wasn't giving him the animal look, like I wanted to fuck him, I was giving him a totally different stare. Just looking into his eyes, he smiled and leaned in and we kissed for a little bit. I rubbed face and hugged him, and put him on my shoulder so I could smell his freshly washed hair. No other smell in life made me feel better than smelling his hair to this day, maybe a physcologist can email me and tell me why haha. Me: Ok, lets go downstairs and start Christmas! Justin: You sure you are ok? Me: Oh shut the fuck up freshman hahaha We both laughed and as we got up from the bed, I grabbed his waist and gave him one more kiss and told him I was serious about what I said earlier. Justin: I know, and I knew for a long time, lets go open presents, get shitfaced, and eat more than we should :). Me: Ok, lets turn it out. I told him to wait in the room for a min, so I went down first to judge the scene. A couple cousins were there and my dad and mom were sitting waiting for me I guess. Dad: Taking your time this morning I see, where is Justin? Me: He will be down in a min, just finishing getting dressed. So Justin came down, it was about 10am or so by now, and the relatives were chatting, my younger cousins were ripping open presents like a lion on a fresh kill. Justin was in the mix, helping them and pretending to be as excited as they were when they opened gifts. I got the usual stuff, spending money, socks, clothes, etc. Justin had bought me something, and I had bought him something, we would open those presents later, we still had them in the room. My Dad handed Justin a present: Justin: Who is this for? I'll hand it out. Dad: You, maybe we can enjoy it together. Thankfully my mother was in the kitchen looking at the food. Justin smiled and opened it, it was a bottle of Johnny Walker black scotch, they both smiled and laughed a little. Dad: Ok you saw it, now hide it somewhere. Justin went upstairs and put it in his bag under his dirty clothes. It was a good day all around. We had dinner around 4pm, and people started leaving around 9pm. My mom and dad were both tired an hour later after talking, and went to up to bed. I told Justin to grab the scotch my dad gave him as a present and I grabbed some coke and we headed down to the basement. I didn't need to bring beer down, we had a beer fridge down there, I wanted to test his beer pong skills haha. We opened the scotch and made some drinks...we played for a little bit, but it ended up being only a few games before he walked across the table over to me and hugged me. Justin: Thanks for making Christmas better for me, I mean making it the best ever I guess...I don't know. Me: Put some music on. (He put on something slow) He did, and this was another first and only for me. I wanted to show him how much I loved him and grabbed him over after the music was on. I had never danced with another guy before in this sensual way, but I wanted to with him, I really wanted to. I pulled him tight and we had a little moment in my parent's basement, slow dancing like we were at the prom. His head resting on my shoulder with his eyes closed, it had been an emotional day, and I was just taking in the feelings I had. So, we slow danced together. I almost lied and said the feeling was tied with my wedding dance with my wife, but it was better, sorry babe if you ever read this haha. He was starting to cry a little on my shoulder and I hugged and kissed his neck while we danced, god I can't believe I am even telling this story. He broke our dance abruptly and went up to lock the cellar door. By the time he got back down he was naked except his boxers. I stripped naked to his point too, and we resumed dancing. I knew he liked to be a freak sometimes, and it was kinda weird at times, but I was totally into this thing he had in his head that night. I was so emotionally charged with my feelings for him, nothing would have bothered me at that point. He liked to bite at my little chin beard sometimes, and it hurt a little, but it was cute. I had my own thing too that I liked. I loved his smell, his hair, his body, his balls, it didn't matter. I didn't go down low yet, we just kept dancing slowly, touching each other naked, enjoying the moment. Justin: (whispering) I've always wanted to do this with you. Me: I'll do anything with you, if its me and you. You need to clean your toe nails, they look dirty. He laughed and we kissed. I wish a human had the capacity to truely descibe Justin in words, because as educated as I am, I can't. The whole package I mean. If I had a choice in life to either have sex with the hottest guy/girl in the world or have another naked slow dance with Justin? I think you know what I would choose. The non-verbal conversations we had with our eyes, the everything I guess, just, wow, I mean we were in snych with each other all the time. Its funny I guess, I took a chance on a scrawny freshman on a hunch and here we were, sometimes life throws you a bone. So we danced. For a long time. Probably an hour or so. No sex involved, a little touching, but basically just sharing our emotions for each other. The last song ended and I just looked in his eyes before kissing him. Nothing spectacular about his eyes if anyone else was looking, but his brown eyes to me showed a lifetime of emotion and now love. I pulled out the sofa bed and put the TV on and we got into bed and talked for a bit. Justin: So... Me: Yea. Justin: That was great Brandon, I mean really great. Me: Yes it was. Justin: I wanted time to stand still and just have that forever. Me: We'll have better than that, don't settle for less :) Justin: Do you really love me? I mean you said it but do you really feel it? Me: You are the most important thing in my life right now, I feel the same about you that I would about my first born, and it doesn't bother me to say that anymore. I pulled him over to me and we took our underwear off together. I still loved to just look at him, I'd kiss him a little and make out, and just stare at his face and the expressions he made. I didn't need any lube that night. My dick had been leaking for over an hour and I just rubbed my tip to lubricate his hole. Me: You want the full package tonight, or are you tired? Justin: Do it please, lets go really slow. I fucked him the slowest I have ever fucked another guy in my life. It took over an hour before I came inside of him. Missionary, kissing and chatting the whole time. He got off twice during the ordeal, once with my help, and the other time by himself; I licked him up off his chest after. His chilled cum tasted just as good as the fresh. My dick was spent and begging for some time off, so we spooned together after a little bit, and went to sleep on the pull out couch. It was a great Christmas. I look back now and think how great it was. I think I took a lot of our relationship for granted at times, now I realize how special it really was. Christmas was over and we had the next few days together. We did a lot of things, and of course had a lot of sex when we could get the time. It was time for him to go home, and we had the rest of our winter break before we headed back to school ahead of us. Justin: I don't know what I'm gonna do, I mean we have lived together almost 4 months. I'll be bored as shit. Me: Like I said, go back home, show everyone who you are now. Emotionally, physically too, working out with me the last few months has filled you out bud. You have definition, almost a 6 pack....well when you cum I can see it :). Justin laughed and we hugged. My mom was out but left a note for Justin saying how he was a nice young man etc. My dad was actually a little emotional about Justin leaving and gave him a big bear hug. He patted his head and said if he was his son, he would be proud to call him so. So Justin headed off, we both waved in the driveway and I held back some tears, but not all of them. My dad looked over: Dad: He is special to you isn't he? Me: Yea, just the transition from scared kid to what he is now, I'm glad I found him and helped him find himself I guess. Seeing him leave, I don't know... Dad: I know what you are feeling. I felt the same thing everytime one of my sons left to go off to school or off to life. You think you can't protect him, he is only a phone call away buddy. Me: I know.... My dad gave me a hug and we chatted a little bit about our similar feelings about someone leaving. For a big guy who demanded respect with a look, he was just as emotional as I was about things, but he rarely showed it. That day he did and we had a cool long talk about things. He made some good points too. So I didn't see Justin for the rest of the break, it sucked really bad. I worked with my dad and hung out with friends in my spare time. We talked a little on the phone, but it was different not living together. First time in my life I was looking forward to going back to school, just to see him. We had the option of going back 4 days before classes started, and I talked to Justin about it on the phone. He was more than happy to head back a little early. It kind of suprised my Dad I wanted to go back early. Dad: You miss him don't you. Me: To be honest, yes I do dad. Dad: Well, just remember I am going to miss you as much buddy. Go be with your friends, I love you. Me: Love you too dad. I packed my shit, my mom was holding back crying. I told her I was an hour away and I would be home in the summer to reassure here I wasn't going off to war or anything. She still couldn't take it. My dad put some money in my pocket when we hugged and off I was. I beat Justin back down to school, and I did a little cleaning in the room before he got back. I also stocked the fridge with food and booze, the place was set. Ben showed up and we hung out for a bit and shared stories about our winter break. I gave him a bro hug and said I missed the sex sounds coming from my old room. He laughed and said more were to come haha. Justin showed up around 2pm, he came walking down the hall with a bag while Ben and I were still chatting it up. He looked amazing. His hair was all cut down and styled, no contacts on, just his glasses. I hope Ben didn't notice I was practically drooling. He walked up and shook both our hands, we both gave him half bro hugs and he went into the room. Ben went back to his room, and I went into ours and closed the door. Me: Hey bud, I missed you, how was your break? Justin: It was good, I still worked out at the highschool gym and...well the usual. He was very standoff-ish and I didn't understand why. I went over to him and gave him a hug and tried to kiss him. He backed away and looked ashamed. Me: Whats wrong? Justin: Nothing, I'm not in the mood for anything, make some drinks. Well something had definetly happened to him over break. I made drinks and we put some music on. Ben tapped on the door and he came in. We were all chatting and goofing around, but Justin kept looking at me, I could see him out of the corner of my mind. He was pretty quiet through the whole night before Ben left. It was about 7pm or so and I was done with his thing. Me: What! Justin: It just happened I guess. I hooked up with someone at a party I went to, I'm sorry. Me: Guy or girl? Justin: Girl. Does it matter? Me: No, no it doesn't to me. I'm not mad at you for that, I'm kinda pissed that you didn't just tell me when you got here earlier. He stared at the floor not saying anything. Me: Did it change how you feel about me? us? Justin: NO! god no, no. It just happened I guess. Me: Kinda like how we just happened :) Good for you dude, I'm happy for you! He laughed a little bit and I walked over to mess up his hair a little. I put our drinks on the desk and pulled him out of the chair. Me: How about a proper greeting this time huh? I frenched him for a min or so and we rubbed each others' backs. Me: Thats better, no more sad puppy dog shit. Justin: Lets lay down for a little, I'm tired. I could tell he really missed me, and I missed him too. We just layed in bed together and talked for awhile, he described his little interaction with the girl he fooled around with. It got me a little excited knowing someone else found my Justin a hottie too. I slid my hand under his jeans and started to jerk him off. Justin: Man, I'm tired I don't think I have enough energy for that. Me: I'm not tired, just lay back and go to sleep then. I moved down and to get a closer look while I stroked him. He was almost asleep now, and I was hoping he had enough cum saved up to give me what I had been wanting for the last few weeks. He did end up falling asleep, and so did his dick unfortunately. I gave up my assault and pulled the covers over him. I took his glasses off his face and kissed him on his forehead. Funny little kid, scared I would be mad about him finding some pussy. Good for him, and good for me that he was back.