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litlemspowerful and I are playing a naughty game of ping pong using word prompts and Brian/Justin. 
banners for the challenge made by
furriboots, click to see it full-sized.Title: Say the Word
One: "Advantageous" prompt word given to
jans_intentions by litlemspowerful.Rating: NC-17
Genre: Brian/Justin
beta:
furribootsSummary: Justin pleases his new client in a unique fashion.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
I am working on what I think will be the last chapter of Innocence but took some time out to write my first piece for a prompt given to me by
litlemspowerful. We thought it would be fun to play with prompts and challenge each other for a while. Say the Word: Cherry Blossom by Litlemspowerful.
"At my feet," the Sap insisted, pushing Justin so he sat on his bare ass on the limo floor.
"If we get in a car accident, you could be fined," Justin pointed out.
The Sap shook his head. "Still a mouthy little boy. Don't try it on this next client. Keep your eyes down and your mouth shut. Unless he wants you to suck him off. We both know you love doing that, don't you?"
Justin flushed.
"Do a good job pleasing him tonight and I'll double your fee."
Justin closed his eyes, reminding himself that this wasn't so different from the dancing he'd done Babylon...which had progressed to stripping at the Sap's parties...and finally sucking off men the Sap wanted to offer a special treat.
Justin drew the line at doing anything more and he was careful to avoid the drugs that the Sap and his friends plied him with.
He reminded himself it was only one night a week. At class tomorrow afternoon, he would not think about this...
...
A tall brunet had to bend deeply to climb into the car a few minutes later. The Sap's special client. He owned his own ad agency or something. Justin observed him from under lowered lashes.
His face flamed with embarrassment when the Sap used his boot to rub Justin's trussed up sex absently.
He glanced at the stranger and saw he was watching.
Holding hazel eyes, for some reason Justin's cock stiffened in its cage.
"Friendly," the man commented softly. "Are you sharing?"
"He's yours tonight."
...
Justin curled up at the stranger's feet once they reached the Sap's special party room. Soundproofed walls. Mirrors everywhere. Already some of the guests were getting it on with Sap's special entertainers. All young like Justin.
He could feel the client's eyes on him from time to time as he slouched in his seat and watched calmly. He didn't take any of the offered drinks or drugs, Justin noticed.
"Does that hurt?"
Justin looked down at the little leather cock sheath the Sap insisted he wear for titillation. "No. Just makes it harder to..."
"Can I touch it?"
Justin swallowed. "...All right. But there are rules: you can touch, as long as you're gentle, and I'll suck you off, but I won't go any further. And absolutely no kissing. If you try for more, I can and will hurt you."
"I believe you." An almost smile on the closed face. "I'm Brian."
Brian offered his big palm and Justin took it, perching delicately on the man's silk trouser encased knee.
"I'd rather not give you my name," Justin said primly, avoiding Brian's quizzical gaze.
A long gentle finger ran down the leather surrounding Justin's cock. "Fine by me. Only you don't seem to blend in with the other party guests, so I'll call you...Sunshine."
Justin bit back a moan when Brian grazed the sensitive head of his penis.
"You liked it when he rubbed his boot against you in the car..."
Justin gasped at another oblique touch. He could come in the device, though when he did his climax was sustained...almost painfully intense.
"Lie on your back on the floor."
"Uh."
"Trust me."
For some reason, even though most of the guests at the Sap's parties were total sleaze, this man seemed different, so Justin did as he asked.
"I'm going to get you off."
"I'm supposed to do that for you," Justin said, a little disgruntled. This wasn't how it was supposed to play out.
"You have a very expressive face. I want to see you come..."
Justin opened his legs and put them alongside Brian's chair, leaving himself exposed. On the mirror above the sunken living room, he could see himself reflected, eyes lined with shimmering blue and gold, lips rubbed with just a hint of pink, a little gold chain around his slim waist sparkling with rhinestones.
Brian took off his boot and black sock before placing his bare foot against Justin's trussed sex, nudging delicately.
Justin gasped.
"If you want relief, push back against my foot," Brian instructed, prodding gently until Justin couldn't help but push his bound and swollen cock up against the lightly teasing foot.
Brian rubbed rhythmically, almost soothingly.
"You're very responsive."
...
Justin lost track of time. Feet passed his head. Sex sounds. Drug smell. His body an instrument played by a master. He gave himself as he never had before, pushing up into the most advantageous position and thrusting against the poised sole of a stranger's foot.
It was humiliating, but oddly that only made him burn hotter.
"Good boy," Brian praised as he gazed at him calmly. "You need to get off, don't you?"
"Yes! Fuck." The leather translated sensation over his swollen prick into the hot lick of both pain and pleasure. He thrust shamelessly, seeing himself reflected in the mirror, slutty, panting--
He spurted relief, crying out, back arched, come on his stomach and Brian's foot, as Brian kept rubbing...
...
"It's all right, it's only water. See?" Brian sipped some and then passed the bottle of Aquafina to Justin who sniffed it before gulping some down. Brian had removed his coat and was sitting on the floor with Justin cradled between his legs.
Justin leaned against the larger man, watching groggily as Brian used a clean handkerchief to clean him up.
"I want to hire you again, Sunshine," Brian whispered in his ear as he smoothed Justin's sweaty hair back from his forehead.
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Continued in Say the Word: Irreversible
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