Gus was sent to his room again. But dad, I am hungry. Go order some Chinese. You want anything?” “Yes, you, but I will settle for some Moo Goo Gai Pan.” Brian smirked. You could tell how visibly upset Brian was. He was not hungry for food. He needed sex and he needed it now. “He needed release. No, he had to have release. He must have release. And Now!” I have to feel flesh against me now. I have to feel myself ramming into someone. I have to have control again. I need to feel in control. Must be in control! MUST!” Brian started to pace. He had Gus. He needed it. He had to feel something and fast or else he would lose whatever semblance of control he had left. And in front of Gus. He was losing it faster than you could say Hells bells. Better yet, blue balls. Justin walked up to Brian, turned him around, and kissed him. Justin kissed him tenderly, gently, and with the promise of more. Brian melted into the kiss. He needed it more than anything. He took it desperately as if it were a lifeline, a life preserver. Gentle wasn’t what he needed, but it was a start. Gus smiled when he saw the kiss and he quickly did what he was bidden. Justin will make Daddy feel better, he thought.

Even at his young age he knew that Daddy needed sex as he needed air to breathe. Gus was still learning how to control his telepathy but he knew he didn’t want to hear them so he put on his stereo loud and concentrated on doing other things.

The kisses tender and sweet promising comfort and understanding didn’t take long to become passionate, pulsing and permeating through both of them. The two quickly aroused, ardor awakened gave in to their lust, luscious lips sucked, sensations stimulating stirrings, strokes sending senses swirling. Kissing wasn’t enough. Justin sent a message to Gus to stay put until he called. Gus smiled to himself. Things were getting heated. Removing clothes was essential, eagerly and enthusiastically, Justin rubbed against Brian’s crotch. They needed skin against skin and the last of their clothes was thrown off. The kiss intensified if that was possible. Justin’s mind was flying. He was thinking ‘How very special this kiss was. He never had a kiss like this, such intensity, such power, such need, and without sharing thoughts. How could this be? He thought sharing thoughts would make it so much better but now he wasn’t sure. He was so full of emotion. Brian was giving him his all. Pain and pleasure so entwined. Did he want to interrupt such great lovemaking? Would it overwhelm Brian now? This would be their first. Should he just let Brian drive? He was a top. Shit! They both were. It had been so long since he had let another enter him. Suddenly, he felt like a virgin, new, fresh, and alive. Should he give him a choice? He was about to say something when Brian pulled away. “Justin, please don’t listen, just feel. This time just feel. Don’t!...” The meaning was clear. Justin knew Brian needed to drive, needed it like a newborn needed his first breath. Justin gave into the whirlwind of sexual prowess that was Brian Kinney. Brian was like a caged animal that had finally found his freedom and he showed his need in every lick, touch, feel, caress, and movement. He also showed the passion that was in each as well, a passion that Brian Kinney had never let loose before. He was raw, brand new, and emotion filled. His body was screaming his love, a building that had started when he first laid eyes upon Justin.

Justin was the recipient. He had never felt such raw desire. He was not reading Brian’s mind but anyone with the gifts of his planet would sense the emotions flowing from Brian to him in every touch and kiss. Such lust never happened on his planet. Nor animalistic need. Maybe telepathy in this case wasn’t needed. The electricity that was being transferred was passionate pulsations pressuring, pumping, pleasuring, and pleasing his scintillating sensual simplicities shocked at the sensations seemingly strong, sweaty scent seeping into him. Brian’s kisses on his neck, sucking him, marking him, the sensual tension jumping from one to the other made him feel owned. God, he had never felt like this. And he thought Brian was losing out. What neither realized is that this was not a normal circumstance and they were destined for this love, for making love, and being loved. It was a lesson that both would realize but for now, he wanted to join as one.

Gus was trying so hard not to hear his father’s thoughts. It was hard. Daddy was transmitting so strongly. Gus had never sensed so much emotion in his father. He put headphones on.

Brian was completely overwhelmed with need, a yearning that hurt so much yet he didn’t want to rush it. He wanted Justin to feel what he was trying to convey. He never thought he could care so much. This man was different, human or alien didn’t matter to him, all he knew was that they were connected in a way that he had always scoffed, yet he knew he loved the man more than sex itself. He never cared about life, he cared about sex, fucking. Fucking had made him feel alive for a short time. Now all he wanted to breathe in was the scent of Justin, his taste, his smell, his all. Justin let himself be free. He relaxed into each kiss, lick, or touch. Caressed and fondled he shed his need to see the words and images floating in Brian’s head. He surrendered himself fully into Brian’s ministrations. Sensations swept through him. Tingles, tickles, tortuous tempting titillations teasing him beyond the edge yet he wanted more, needed more. Brian was teaching him a new aspect of sex, raw, animalistic and beautiful. He was privy to Brian Kinney’s expertise and he craves it all. He had to experience it all and he knew Brian would be glad to oblige. The tables had turned. He had been sure that Brian was the one to be the student. Destiny had its own agenda.

Justin was moaning constantly now. He was feeling a frantic ferocious fire freely flowing through him. He had never felt so turned on even with shared thoughts and images. Brian wasn’t fucking him. He was creating an artistic masterpiece with his hands, lips, tongue, full mouth, and fingers. He hadn’t even started doing much with his cock except for rubbing against each other. Brian was taking his time, using every trick, wishing to build a small flame into a fiery furnace within Justin. He was already on fire himself, so much so that he had to start moving along. He wanted to suck him off and then rim him till he begged but he knew he wouldn’t last that long. He had worked each nipple for over twenty minutes. He had been making love to Justin for nearly ninety minutes and hadn’t touched his balls or cock or ass. He couldn’t believe what he was feeling. He didn’t want the first time to end. Justin’s cock was seeping precum like a smoldering volcano’s lava flowing downward yet he hadn’t cum. It was like he had been milking him without touching him. Some things would just have to wait to round two. There would definitely be a round two.

Brian took Justin into his warm inviting mouth deepthroating at the first. Justin gasped. Brian nuzzled into Justin’s blond bush enjoying heaven’s scent. At least to him it could be nothing less. Justin’s sweaty scented body was delicious, its aroma divine. He licked up and down the cock only a few times then squeezed. As his lips squeezed tight, his tongue slipped over the slit. That was all it took. A strong stream flowed creamy down his throat with a force that thrilled Brian. He didn’t pull away until he had gotten it all, some caught in his cheek to share. He moved up to share and whisper something in his ear. As they shared a kiss and cum, Brian told him to roll over. On his planet they never swapped cum. It just wasn’t done. He liked the taste. This planet sure had some advantages. He was in a haze and hungry for more. Brian was already rimming him from neck to crack with his tongue. He couldn’t help but arch. Justin couldn’t believe it, he was already getting hard again.

Brian then spent forty minutes working his mouth and tongue on Justin’s cheeks and betwixt. He nipped, nibbled, nipped some more and then he licked all around the hole. Finally, he started to force his tongue within. Justin was a squirming mess. He lost himself inside Justin. This was home to him. This was heaven’s uppermost tier. Brian’s own cock was painful. He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer. He knew it would hurt him as well going in because it was so tender and full. He had surpassed himself. Justin had been thrusting up into his face demanding more and more. “Are you ready?”

Justin nodded, and then said, “Take it slow. It has been so long I feel like a virgin again.” It was Brian’s turn to nod. He was choked up. This man was a top, a complete top like him and he is allowing him to take him. Sure he had tops before, but somehow and for some reason, he felt honored. “How long?” “Since before I came to Earth.” Brian reached for lube and condom. He gently prepared Justin for the intrusion and then pushed in. He had Justin’s legs over his shoulders. “Justin, don’t close your eyes. I need to see your eyes.” Justin nodded. He needed want words to break through the spell. He pushed in again, in and out slowly. He wanted to savor the tightness. He was slightly said that he couldn’t hold out longer. He didn’t want it to end and he knew it would end way too soon. He was home, a tight tunnel’s intensity that was Justin. He was enveloped so tightly he almost felt like he would swoon. What the fuck was going on. It couldn’t get any more passionate. He never felt such intensity, such extremes and yet, he didn’t want to let it fade away. Justin had become so involved in the sensibilities of it all that he relaxed completely, so completely that he didn’t realize that he was seeing the images from Brian’s mind and his thoughts. Tears starting streaming down from the visions of ecstasy he was seeing as well as feeling. He had been wrong, so wrong. Brian didn’t need the added level of power and passion. He was feeling enough for both of them. “Are you okay?” Brian had stopped when he saw the tears fearing that he had hurt him. “Don’t stop! I need you.” Brian continued. His thrusts going in deeper, faster, and harder. Finally, he grabbed Justin’s cock and stroked it. Each was so close. Brian came first screaming Justin’s name forgetting for a moment about his son in the other room. Justin followed suit crying out Brian’s name. Brian collapsed on Justin, pulling Justin to him. He stayed inside as long as he could. It had been a powerfully intense coupling something he had never experienced. Neither had Justin. Basking in their copulescence, Justin felt so close to Brian. “Stay here tonight. I don’t want you to go.” Justin nodded agreement. He still didn’t want words to break the spell.

Gus had been quiet but over two hours ago he had been hungry. Now the buzzer rang breaking the spell. Dinner had arrived. Justin chuckled. “Perfect timing. We were done for now thank goodness.” Brian nodded.

Soon the closeness of Justin against Brian and the emotion filled night was making the two of them horny. Brian’s thoughts switched from hurt to need and lust. “He needed release. No, he had to have release. He must have release. And Now!” Those thoughts kept coming fast and furious. Those thoughts were tantamount. He couldn’t go on if he didn’t have release. “NOW! I have to feel flesh against me now. I have to feel myself ramming into someone. I have to have control again. I need to feel in control. Must be in control! MUST!” Brian started to pace. He had Gus. He needed it. He had to feel something and fast or else he would lose whatever semblance of control he had left. And in front of Gus. Justin walked up to Brian, turned him around and kissed him. Kissed him tenderly, gently, and with the promise of more.