New Kid

Poison

        My hand is on the trigger...
        I'm ready to ignite...
        Tomorrow might not make it...
        But everything's all right...

        "Fuck!" I moaned as Brian mounted my lap and rolled his hips down into mine in a rough fashion, making the disturbance in his tight jeans painfully obvious. Was he even wearing underwear? I actually kinda hoped he wasn't.. Oops. He chuckled softly, his hands firm on my shoulders to keep me held to the bed. His long, feathery black hair was like a curtain, falling next to his face and nearly brushing my cheeks. I bit my lip harshly and let out a pitiful groan, earning another chuckle from the brown-eyed man on top of me; he didn't let up, though, he just moved his hips against mine even harder.
        "I-I have an idea.." He gasped as I began to get a little brave, rolling my hips up into his and creating a smooth rhythm. I grunted a 'huh' as my mouth hung wide open, my breathing shallow but extremely loud and fast. "I wanna ri-ride you to.. To a song.. I'll.. I'll put it on repeat.." He breathed, causing me to raise my eyebrows; but, the idea was beginning to sink in, and I had to admit, it sounded pretty damn hot..
        "You sure you- fuck- can handle m-me?" I teased as my eyes swirled with lust and desire. He grinned and sat up on his haunches, pulling me up with him to where I was in a sitting position. His grinding slowed to a stop, and I whined in protest, but he pressed a finger to my lips to quiet me.
        "Oh, I know I can handle you, Zee.. Here's what I want you to do.. Think of all the dirty little things you wanna do to me while I go grab my iPod from my car.." He growled darkly, sending a shiver down my spine; but I nodded anyways, desperate to keep him from seeing how much he was turning me on. It was a game we played. We both did things to turn the other one on, and the first one to show how aroused we had gotten, lost. "I'll be back.. Master." He whispered the last word and then hopped off of the bed, disappearing from the room in a blur of black and tan.
        "Jesus Christ," I whispered to myself in a shaky voice. Brian had called me master. I had never wanted to use that kink with anyone but him. Did he know about it..? Maybe he had that same kink and it was just coincidence, but I wasn't entirely convinced. I couldn't help but let my mind wander to images of Brian, his hands cuffed to the headboard of my bed as he squirmed and begged for me to stop teasing him.. My breath caught in my throat as I heard footsteps begin to pound up the staircase, and I knew Brian was back with his iPod and the speaker dock. I looked up to see him standing in the doorway, a wide grin plastered on his face as he began to saunter over; he plugged up the speaker dock and then plugged his iPod into that, searching through the songs before Change by Deftones came on.
        "Remember this song?" He smirked as he slowly climbed onto the bed again, straddling my lap with his arms draped around my shoulders once more. How could I ever forget that song? It was played at our senior prom (before Brian and Michelle had gotten together, might I add) and, being the goofy, possibly drunk, teenagers we were.. Brian and I slow danced to the entire song. Of course, the chaperones were Matt's, Johnny's and Jimmy's parents, so they knew we were, quote, 'joking' but.. I would never forget that song. I think that was when I really knew I was in love with Brian.
        "Of course I remember this song.. That's when I knew I loved you." I grinned, which earned a blush from the brown-eyed man.
        "Hush, you're making this all goopy. It's supposed to be sexy." We laughed softly, and suddenly, my shirt was tugged over my head and thrown to the side. I moaned softly as his lips sealed onto the space between my pectorals, creating an extremely vibrant love bite. He trailed his mouth a bit higher, up to my collarbones, and created another mark there as well. "Does that feel good, Zacky..?" He breathed in a husky tone as he looked up at me, his dark hair splayed across the planes of my chest.
        "Y-yes.." I growled through clenched teeth as I allowed my hand to drift upwards and lock into his dark, silky hair. "Fuck, Brian.." He chuckled softly as his lips and tongue finished their assault on my collarbones, then moved downwards, just above my navel. He made another love bite there, then one right above the waistband of my jeans.
        "You want more, babe?" He growled as his fingers danced along the trail of hair that disappeared underneath my jeans. I nodded desperately, sucking and biting on my bottom lip to keep from moaning too loudly. His long, thin fingers plucked open the button on my jeans before he guided my zipper down, relieving some of the tightness that had grown extremely painful over the last few minutes. He ran his tongue along my happy trail as he glared up at me, but it wasn't an angry glare; it was a hungry glare, almost as if he was some kind of animal. It actually kind of scared me a little bit.
        "C'mon, Bri, goddammit!" I cried, arching my back up from the bed as he pulled my jeans down to my knees by the belt loops near the waistband. "This fucking hurts, babe.. Please do something to me.. I'm begging you.." A dark, wheezy chuckle then bubbled out of Brian's throat, and as I propped myself up on my elbows and glared down at him, I saw him shaking his head, almost as if he was disappointed.
        "Zacky, Zacky, Zacky.." He mused, his eyes tinted with desire and amusement. "Don't you know, my love? The teasing is the best part.. After all, I'm not denying you anything, really. I just want to get my Master as riled up as possible." He chuckled, flashing a brilliant smile at me. I groaned and let my head drop back against the bed in defeat; then, I felt my boxers be tugged to my mid-thigh area, and a wet tongue was slowly dragged up the underside of my member.
        "Oh, shit!" I gasped, covering my face as I let out a pitiful whimper full of pleasure and desire. "Brian, please!" My voice wavered, and suddenly, I felt my hardness become encased in a warm, damp mouth. Brian's mouth. As he began to move his head up and down, I released a soft moan, which gradually turned into a yell, that finally morphed into a shameful, high-pitched squeal of absolute ecstasy. After only a few pumps from Brian's mouth, though, he pulled away and stared up at me, his eyes wide.
        "Zacky, I love you.." He murmured, barely loud enough for me to hear over the chorus of the song.
        "I love you, too, Brian.." I gasped breathlessly as I watched him rise up onto his haunches; he then tugged his own shirt (which was actually mine, he stole it because he's a dick) from his head and threw it to the side, exposing his bronze and tattooed body to my hungry eyes. He chuckled softly as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to his knees; my earlier suspicion about him not wearing underwear was, to my delight, correct. He then tugged my jeans and boxers completely off and threw them to the side before his own clothing met the same fate, a small little pile in the corner of the room was now formed where we had been nonchalantly tossing our clothes the past few days.
        "Hold on, babe.." He murmured softly, gazing at my naked body for a second before he leaned over to his side of the bed; he yanked open the drawer on the bedside table and rummaged through it for a minute before he grabbed a single condom and the bottle of lube. "Here we go.. A-and, Zacky," I tore my eyes from the items in his hand to make eye contact. "I.. I use a condom because it's the safest thing.. It's not that I don't trust you, it's just.. I don't want anything happening, y'know?"
        "Bri, I understand.. I prefer it this way. Maybe one day.." I trailed off, hoping to God that he knew what I was talking about. He nodded and gave me a confident smile before he placed the package between his teeth and tore it open, revealing a translucent latex condom. He handed it to me, and I hurried to put it on; once it was on, Brian drizzled some of the lube onto my hardness and then used his hand to get me evenly coated.
        "You ready, Zee?" He smirked as he scooted upwards to sit on my waist. I nodded and bit my lip, giving him the go-ahead; he nodded in return and then re-positioned himself to where he could easily lower his hips down onto my length. "F-fuck!" He gasped as he slowly began to bounce up and down, my hands tightly gripping his hips. Absentmindedly, I began to trace his hipbones with rough fingers, earning a loud moan from him as his head fell towards his chest.
        "Fuck, Bri.. Harder, babe, don't be gentle.." I growled, earning a shaky laugh from him before he complied; his hips smacked against mine roughly, but the pace continued to stay slow, almost as if he wanted to go to the beat of the song. His nails dug into my chest, and then they scraped downwards, drawing a minuscule amount of blood as his scratches reached my stomach.
        "Sh-shit!" He screamed as his hips rocked back and forth; he bounced harder, repeatedly sending my hips downwards into the mattress as he threw his head back. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Master!" His hoarse shout seemed to barely reach my ears as I gave his behind a rough smack, surely making the skin red. I released a guttural groan as he moved a bit faster, his mouth gaping open and his eyebrows furrowed together above his tightly shut eyelids.
        "Fucking bruise me, Brian!" I yelled while I dug my nails into  his hipbones, drawing blood out of his sensitive skin. It seemed that all he could do for a second was move himself harder and let out pleading little pants, but then, he did something that shocked me. He grabbed my right wrist and lifted my hand up, forcing it to latch onto his throat.
        "Fuck me, Z-Zacky!" He moaned, and I gasped, letting my hips thrust up into him in a rhythm with his rough bounces. I dug my nails into the side of his neck, unable to actually choke him; there was no way I could choke him, not after everything he went through with abuse as a kid. He gave a high pitched moan as he kept a tight hold on my wrist, almost like he was afraid I would let go.

        There was literally nothing beautiful about this. This was hot. This was rough. This was fucking kinky and I loved every second of it, and you can bet your ass that Brian did, too.

        "Good boy, Brian! F-fuck, I'm gonna cum.." I screamed the first sentence and then gasped the second one, letting my eyelids fall shut as my thrusts upwards grew harder and faster. He moaned loudly, his back beginning to arch upwards, and I knew he was just as close as I was. "You close, babe?" He nodded and brought his other hand up, covering his mouth as he began to cry out with each movement that either he or I made.
        "Shiiiiiiiit!" He shrieked as his hips slammed down onto mine, seemingly as hard as he could make them go. His entire body then began to shudder, and in just a few seconds, he finally released himself onto my stomach. I wasn't too far behind, seeing as after just a few more thrusts, I finished with an extremely high pitched cry of pleasure.
        "Jesus fucking Christ!" I gasped as Brian lifted his hips and allowed me to pull out of him. I glanced down at my stomach, noticing his release there, before I glared up at him and smirked. "Clean it off, with your tongue." His eyes widened in disbelief.
        "W-what?" He gasped.
        "You heard me.. Pet." I grinned wickedly; truth be told, I was really more of a submissive person, but God damn, there was something hot about Brian doing whatever I told him to do. He nodded sheepishly before he lowered his head and began to swipe up his own release with his tongue, then, in one swift movement, he leaned up and kissed me. I gave a soft gag before I snaked my tongue into his mouth, my arms lazily draped around his shoulders with one hand locked into his sweat-dampened hair.
        "God damn," Brian gasped as he separated his mouth from mine. I grinned and allowed my eyes to dart from his mouth back to his own deep brown orbs, a soft chuckle bubbling from deep within my lungs. "I never knew you were so.." He seemed at a loss for words.
        "Dominant?" I suggested softly with a gentle raise of my brows. He nodded and gave a nervous chuckle before he settled down on top of me, his head firmly rested against my chest. His hand placed itself just above my beating heart, then, his gentle fingertips began to stroke it gently.
        "Zacky.. I'll keep this safe." He whispered, earning a quiet giggle from me. I placed my hand on his ribs, feeling his own swift heartbeat.
        "And I'll keep this safe.." I whispered in return.
        "I know you will.." He murmured sleepily as he nuzzled his face into my sweat covered chest. "I think it's time for bed, what do you think..?" He asked quietly, and I sighed deeply, pondering the idea for a minute or two before nodding. "Let me turn this off.." He sat up and reached over towards his iPod, poking the pause button with a groggy sigh before he plopped back onto my chest. He nestled his face into the crane of my neck as I stroked his hair behind his ear, closing my own eyes.
        "Goodnight, my love.." I whispered sincerely. He was my love. Nothing Michelle could do would ever take him away from me, and I would make damn sure of that, no matter what.
        "G'night, angel.." He barely murmured before I heard his soft snores; and that was my cue to finally black out, my entire body exhausted from not only the extremely rough sex we had just participated in, but the emotional roller coaster I had been through earlier that day.