“Tonight’s the night.” Brian sing songed over and over again. He was full of emotions. Could he do this? Would he be able to finish? Has he built up enough strength? Brian had had Pierre help him bathe so he smelled a hint of vanilla with his own scent. I am so excited. How will Justin take me topping him now? It has been such a long time since he bottomed for me. Sure he rides my cock but he is topping me because I couldn’t move. I feel so nervous and giddy like a schoolboy doing it for the first time. It really is something like that. I can’t wait to feel Justin’s tunnel engulf me. Will I be able to wait until we finish dinner? As soon as Marie brings in the dinner I will call for Justin. Justin is in his studio painting. I am so glad he has that outlet. Being a businessman was never his forte but he is so good at it. Already he has come up with new ideas that R & D are researching. He has actually come up with a new branch of products for the company. Some inventions that could help the handicapped. One is a lever that will swing the backpack or bag that is in back of a wheelchair to the front so people like me can access what they need without help. It will make millions if not billions. And that is only one idea. I am so proud of him.

Brian’s musings were interrupted by Marie. “You look fresh and ready for a big night.”

“I am. I hope I can do this.”

“Do what?”

“Sit down.” Marie sat on the bed by Brian.

“Spill.”

“I have been working on building my strength so that I can top Justin again. I am going to try tonight. I hope I can finish inside him. I miss it so. I miss showing my love to him that way.” Brian was getting choked up as he talked to Marie.

“Brian, however far you go, just attempting it will bring tears to Justin’s eyes. He misses it as much as you miss showing him. He will be thrilled.” Marie said as she patted Brian’s hand. “It will be fine.” Brian nodded his assent. He didn’t dare speak. Marie sat there until she felt Brian didn’t need her anymore. When she got up, Brian spoke. “The meal is perfect. You outdid yourself.”

“Thanks Brian. Tonight is for celebrating.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Just remember, even if you don’t have the strength for completion, the act of trying will make you a success in Justin’s eyes.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“Anytime Brian. Anytime.”

As soon as Marie left, Brian was on the intercom to Justin’s studio. “Justin, dinner’s ready and I need your help with something. Please stop your painting and come see me.”

“Brian, let me clean up my paintbrushes. I will be there soon. Can you wait?”

“Not too long. Something needs your assistance. Just come to me first please.”

At that Justin’s dick grew large. He hurried to clean up. His stomach was hungry too. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was. He had been working non-stop for several hours. This was a more intricate painting. A part of him hated leaving it. He had been inspired but he did need to eat.

When Justin opened the door, he saw a sight before him. Dinner was set up for the two of them. Candles had been lit. No other lights were on. Brian was sitting up with his hair still wet. He looked so appetizing. Justin gingerly sat on the bed making sure not to topple the tray of food. Brian bent forward over the tray for a kiss. Justin responded with a fervor of expectation. Brian was up for some playtime and he was quite ready to join in but Justin didn’t know what Brian had planned.

“You look too confined. You have too many pieces of clothing on.”

“I could change that.” Justin got up and stripped for Brian. He made a show out of it. First, he took off his shirt and then grabbed it so that he held both sleeves and let it slide in and out of his legs. He was doing a striptease. Then he slowly removed his sweat pants which he uses for painting. He was barefoot. He had no underwear on so Brian’s breath caught when Justin’s jewels were hanging free and clear. Oh, how Brian wanted him. Justin smiled at the look of lust Brian was transmitting. He also saw love and a yearning.

“Down Brian, we are eating first. I am hungry.”

“I know. I can hear it.” They both laughed. Justin sat back on the bed licking his lips. Brian responded in kind. And then Justin’s stomach let known what needed to be done first. Again they laughed. Both took up a fork and knife and started cutting the Fillet Mignon. It was rare and bloody. Also on their plates were broccoli and a baked potato with sour cream and chives and a few other things. There was also dessert to be had afterwards. Justin sniffed the red rose. They also had a spinach, olive, cherry tomato and red onion salad with balsamic vinegar. They ate in silence but in constant touch. They legs stretched out around each other touching. Brian’s toes tickling Justin’s sac. Every so often Justin would giggle. Their hands found each other and they held hands while the other was used to feed each other. Sometimes, Brian would put a piece of steak dangling from his mouth for Justin to grab and then kiss him. Brian was very amorous tonight. Justin liked this Brian. It was a rarity for Brian to play around like this since his accident. Justin was hotter than hot with this foreplay of food and feet.

Soon Justin needed more and he pushed away the half eaten plate. He had to suck face; he had to feel skin against skin. Brian followed suit and pushed his tray away to the side so that they wouldn’t knock it over. Brian’s heart was racing in anticipation. Justin pushed Brian back against the pillows. He immediately straddled Brian and started kissing as if he had never kissed Brian before. He was so starved for those luscious lips. You would think they hadn’t had sex in months. Their need for each other was their driving force. They couldn’t get enough of kissing. It was so intimate and delectably devouring tonight.

Suddenly, Brian pushed Justin off him. Justin fell onto his back. Justin was already leaking. He wanted Brian so much tonight. He was startled that Brian had pushed him off. “What’s wrong Brian?”

Brian gave him a wicked look. “Nothing. Everything is perfect. I want you on your back. Justin figured that Brian needed to taste him and that is exactly what Brian did. He licked the slit and tasted the sweetness that was Justin but he wanted more. His right hand found its mark and Justin felt an intrusion of fingers, two to be exact. Brian didn’t want to waste time. He had quickly lubed his fingers and as his fingers stretched Justin, Brian lubed his dick. Justin’s eyes went wide. Was Brian going to try to top him? He held his breath. Oh, could it be? He had wanted it of late. Was it wishful thinking? Brian now had three fingers up his aperture. Justin was thrusting to the fingers. It felt so good. It felt like something missing had been found.

“Are you ready Justin?”

Justin nodded. He was afraid to speak. Brian aligned himself to the opening and he put his hands on Justin’s sides. He pushed in and Justin pushed to him letting out a gasp of delight. Brian had wanted to taste Justin’s ass but knew that he needed to do this more. He placed his weight evenly between the two arms and one leg. He heaved himself up and down, in and out several times. He noticed Justin’s eyes were watering. He plopped down on Justin so he could wipe away the tears.

“I am not hurting you, am I?”

“No, Brian this is perfect. Don’t stop. You feel so good. I’ve needed this.”

Brian smiled a broad happy smile. He pulled himself up and started the momentum again. Now Justin was thrusting with him which was helping him a lot. Brian realized he was very close. He knew Justin was too from all the emotion. As Brian forced himself to continue for a few more strokes, his eyes also began to tear. He was overwhelmed with emotion. He was making love to his baby. It was taking a lot out of him but it was worth it. “Justin, I can’t stroke you off and keep myself thrusting.” He said apologetically.

Justin reached down and started to jerk himself off. He knew he would cum any moment. “Now!” Brian yelled. With two more strokes in Justin’s tunnel Brian was letting loose. The warmth of the cum filling Justin. Justin came as well. Brian fell on top of Justin. He had no more strength to move. Justin held Brian to him tightly. Brian was still inside. His body was shaking. Justin kept holding him. He was sure Brian’s body was shaking from the exertion as much as from the emotion.

“Let it out Brian. You felt so good. Is this why you kept going to bed at weird hours? To surprise me?”

Through the sniffles, Brian acknowledged his intentions. “Yes, I have been going to bed to practice my strength building and to find the right position for me to start out with. I wanted to surprise you. I had Marie bring in this romantic dinner and light the candles. I had Pierre wash me tonight so I smelled sweet for you though you would have taken me anyway.”

“You bet I would have.”

“I think I spent myself, but it felt so good to be inside you. I have missed that. Riding me just isn’t the same.”

“I know. I have missed it too. I have been thinking about you topping me lately. Even in my dreams.”

Brian chuckled. He remembered the first time when Justin wanted to see him again and Brian had said “You’ll see me in your dreams.” Somehow even then, Brian knew that he didn’t want to lose contact with Justin but he was denying it.

“You remember.”

“How could I forget. Let’s have desert. I need to replenish my energy.”

Justin laughed and pushed over the tray with the desserts. There were two slices of a three chocolate cake. It was rich and sweet. Brian devoured his piece quickly with the help of Justin feeding him. Brian even wanted a second piece. He felt he earned it.

“Marie, can you get us two more pieces of this awesome cake. You outdid yourself.”

“Right away Justin.”

Justin helped Brian under the covers and then he slipped in beside him. Justin devoured his cake before Marie had reached them. After Marie left with the empty plates or mostly eaten plates, the two ate the cake and then fell into each others arms and fell asleep. Justin’s head lay on Brian’s chest and the rhythm of their hearts lulled them to sleep, not to mention the exhaustion on Brian’s part.

Tomorrow would be another day and they would get to see an ultrasound of Cynthia’s baby. They couldn’t wait.

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