Feathers

By: Lara

Howie giggled like a girl, which made AJ immediately have to walk over. “What?”

“Look at this.” Howie threw back his head and laughed even harder. A grin spread over AJ’s face.

“Where did you find that?”

“On this webpage.” Howie clicked the mouse of his laptop a few times and turned it for AJ to see. “This girl’s funny.”

“What’s mine?” AJ asked eagerly. They were waiting for a meeting with management, and Howie had been doing some work for his club on his computer. He had decided to take a break and surf the web when he had happened upon the fanpage. “Ooh! Go me!” AJ laughed harder.

“What are you two cackling about?” Kevin growled, snapping his cellphone shut. “I can’t hear shit with you two acting up.”

“Get the stick out of your ass, Kevin,” AJ said politely. “Get Kevin’s up.”

“Wait…okay…here…”

“HEY!” Kevin yelled. Then a slow smile crossed his face. “Okay…yeah…that’s funny.”

“What’s going on?” Nick wandered over, munching on a soft taco. “Hey, that’s me!”

“Nothing gets past you, does it, Carter?” AJ said with a grin. “Where’s Brian’s?”

“Here.” Howie clicked the mouse. Everyone howled.

“You need to email me that. I want it on my computer!” Nick told him. Brian stepped into the meeting room and they erupted in laughter once more. He wandered over.

“What’s going on?”

“This girl made these little images of us that you can download to your computer,” AJ told him. “And then they like flitter all around your screen.”

“Show him mine,” Nick said eagerly. Howie clicked and a mini-Nick appeared, riding around the screen on the back of a dolphin. Brian laughed.

“Okay, that’s cool. What’s Kevin’s?”

Howie laughed as he clicked again. “How funny is that?” He pointed to a tiny Kevin riding around on a broom.

“Yeah, hahaha,” Kevin said wryly.

“You’re right, Kevin. That is totally wrong,” AJ said, slapping Kevin on the back. “The broomstick should be up your ass.”

“Bite me, Troll,” Kevin growled.

“Here’s me.” A little Howie grooved to his own salsa beat. “Aren’t I cute?”

“Show him me,” AJ said, and Howie brought AJ onto the screen. He wore a devil tail and little horns, and his face was twisted into a smirk.

“Yeah, that’s you,” Brian said. “Where’s me?”

Howie snickered and clicked one last time. A floating Brian moved across the screen, playing a harp as his white wings flapped slowly. The smile left Brian’s face. “That’s you for sure, Rok!” AJ said, laughing. “Actually, it was me, but all my feathers fell off.”

“You’re no angel, AJ,” Nick said.

“But I am?” Brian asked. AJ looked at him.

“Sure, Brian, compared to the rest of us. You’re Brother Brian.”

“Is that what you think?” Brian asked softly. His blue eyes never left AJ’s face.

“Well, uh…” AJ faltered, shocked by the insulted look on Brian’s face.

“Okay. I understand.” Brian picked up his small bag. “Tell management I’m sick.” He darted out of the room before anyone could stop him. AJ ran after him, grabbing him as he reached his car.

“Bri…I’m sorry. I thought it was funny.”

“Being thought of as the sweet and nice one gets old, Aje,” Brian snapped, pulling his arm out of AJ’s hold. “I’m not like that.”

“What, you’re gonna tell me you’re deviant and sinister?” AJ said, laughing. He stopped laughing when he noticed that Brian didn’t smile. “What are you trying to say, Brian?”

“Why don’t you come to my place around eight tonight, Alex. You’ll hear EVERYTHING I’m trying to say.” Brian got into his car and zoomed off, leaving AJ standing with his mouth open.

AJ showed up at Brian’s house that night not knowing quite what to expect. “Hey, Bone!” Brian said cheerfully, answering the door in a pair of blue sweatpants. “Come on in.”

“Thanks,” AJ said, stepping inside.

“Can I get you anything?”

“Nah, I’m good, man, thanks.”

“Let’s go upstairs.” Brian padded up the steps on bare feet.

“Upstairs?” But AJ followed him. He stopped short in the doorway of Brian’s bedroom.

Candles were set on any flat surface, bathing the bedroom in a flickering glow. Brian’s large bed was covered in blue satin sheets. He looked at AJ. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s going on, Brian?” AJ whispered, actually feeling nervous.

“Nothing, AJ. What…this isn’t what you expected my bedroom to look like?” Brian teased. He took a few steps towards AJ. “You didn’t expect it to be set up like a den of sin?”

“I…I didn’t…” AJ caught himself stammering and stopped talking for a second. “What do you want, Brian?”

“I want you, AJ. I always have.” Brian stood by the dresser, idly running his finger through the flame of one of the candles. “But I never thought you’d want me, so I never said anything.” He met AJ’s gaze. “But now I have you where I want you.”

“And where is that,” AJ said coolly.

“In my bedroom…and soon to be in my bed,” Brian whispered. He stood in front of AJ and put a hand on the back of his neck. “Kiss me,” he whispered before pressing his mouth to AJ’s.

Warning bells went off in AJ’s head. This was Brian Littrell. Brother Brian. The Backstreet Boy Who Did Not Have Sex, Especially Not Gay Sex. But Brian Littrell was kissing him, sucking on his tongue. Suddenly the lust that flowed through AJ’s body took over for the warning bells, and he eagerly kissed Brian back. He felt Brian’s chuckle and he frowned, pulling away. “You’re trying to seduce me.”

Brian laughed, flopping onto the bed. He leaned his head on one hand. “Trying? I don’t have to try. You’re so easy, AJ. Besides…you can’t seduce the willing. You only have to seduce the ones who try to say no. You saying no?”

“Fuck, no,” AJ whispered, climbing onto the bed. He hovered over Brian, letting his tongue lap at the scar over Brian’s heart. “You hear me saying no?”

“Mmm…Alex…” Brian moaned, running his hands over AJ’s short hair. AJ wriggled his way down Brian’s body, taking the sweatpants with him. His warm breath floated over Brian’s hard cock, and Brian arched beneath him. “Please…”

AJ sighed as he took Brian’s thick cock into his mouth, sucking slowly and flicking his tongue over the head. Brian clenched the sheets, gasping for breath as AJ slid his mouth up and down. “You taste so good, Bri…” AJ murmured, letting a finger slide down to tease at Brian’s opening. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard…it will be…”

“NO.” Brian had AJ on his back before he knew what was happening. AJ could only lay still in shock as Brian reached over to the nightstand for the lubricant and condom. “I’m gonna fuck you. You’re mine, AJ.”

“Brian, what…” AJ stammered, but he melted under the pure lust that was turned on him by the blue eyes.

“I’m…gonna…fuck…you…” Brian murmured in AJ’s ear as he slid a finger inside. AJ hissed and arched up. Brian easily fit a second and a third finger in. “Damn…Alex…you ARE easy,” Brian said with a smirk. He sheathed himself and wasted no time moving inside.

“Brian…God…YES…don’t stop…” AJ panted, grabbing the back of Brian’s thighs and pulling him as far as he could get him.

“So tight…fuck yes Aje…” Brian pounded into AJ, his eyes never leaving AJ’s face. “So…still see a halo? Still see the fucking angel wings?”

“No…Brian…” AJ began to stroke himself, eyes closing in pleasure.

“Feathers are falling, AJ…feathers are…falling…” Brian shoved himself in one more time as AJ came hard and fast onto his own chest.

The End

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