Rain

By moc.loa@0030gnikG

Published on Jan 4, 2001

Bisexual

The next one'e here!!! I'm sorry it's been awhile, but I've This one's called "Rain", the title to one of the songs I recently wrote, and thought it fitting for the plot.

Sorry (blush) about my inexperience in writing sex, I did the best job I knew how and if you wanna bash me or give me some advice, I'd love to hear it!

This is about Brian Littrell of the Backstreet Boys, and if you want a story with a TON of sex, go read something else. While I was on vacation, I met this guy who must have been the nicest, and most beautiful person in the world. The character Josh is meant to be modeled after him. I would not assume myself worthy enough to date him! :)

If ya'll want to drop me a comment or two, it'd be VERY!!! appreciated. . . gking03@yahoo.com or gking0300@aol.com

~RICH~

No, nobody has any right to take this story and post it anywhere else without consulting me first, and yes, I have had some problems with that.

This story is completely fiction, and does not mean anything about the sexual orientation of Brian Littrell or anyone of the Backstreet Boys. If you're under 18, don't read this or don't get caught : ) . . . .

RAIN (2)

Through the darkened windows of the limo, I watched New York fly by, the flashy shop windows and lighted displays dimmed by the tint. I rested my forehead against the cool glass, watching the raindrops pelt against the window and run down to pool at the sill. The air vent above me poured warm air down onto my head, caressing my face pleasantly in its steady stream. "Penny for your thoughts?"

Brian's voice jerked me back down to reality. I turned and smiled at him, marveling that I could be so caught up in my own world that I forgot he was there. "Nothing really, I'm just taking advantage of silence, I think I'm not going to get too much of that tonight," I said vacantly.

"Don't let me interfere," he said softly and took my hand in his. I leaned back into the leather seats, letting the cool material soothe me. Brian's index finger rubbed slowly over my palm, and I shut my eyes momentarily.

"It's going to be hard tonight Brian, watching you up there on stage. A million people screaming for you," I said thoughtfully. "But you're mine, not theirs."

I couldn't see it, but I felt the smile flash across my lover's face. "You're mine Josh, no doubt about it," he said. "I'm glad to know you're so posessive. It boosts my ego a ton, not that it needs it or anything."

I opened my eyes and flashed him my cheesy trademark smile. "You're mine, Brian Thomas Littrell, and nobody elses."

"Then how about if I show you just how much 'mine' you really are?" I felt his warm lips on my neck and my eyes came fully open quickly. I unconciously opened my legs and moaned. Brian pulled his seatbelt off and moved over closer to me, tounging the skin of my neck viciously, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I pulled him on top of me, our bodies instantly sent crazy with desire. "Brian, not here," I tried to say inbetween moans, but it was too late. He had me where he wanted me, and there was no turning back now.

Brian pushed me flat against the seat. Pressing himself into me, he quickly unbuttoned my shirt and untucked it. Moving closer, I felt his warm tounge caressing my chest. I ran my hands down his back, feeling his warm, smooth skin beneath my touch. "Josh, Josh, I want you so bad, I need you," I heard him whisper breathlessly. His mouth traced my muscles, the saliva gleaming brightly from the glare of the lights recessed into the ceiling. I felt his warm lips brush my nipples, instantly sending my mind into overdrive. He worked over my entire upper body, returning his attentions again to my neck. "Whatever kind of cologne you're wearing, it fucking drives me insane," he said pulling me even closer to him, his desire spreading like flames into my body.

Brian moved down, further and further, his tounge working wonders on my body, sending me into spasms of pleasure uncontrollable even by my throroughly conditioned mind. I felt his lips feel for my cock through the material of my pants, and heard the zipper unzipping slowly. He pulled my boxers down and buried his face in my pubic hair, gently working his way back up the shaft. I let my breath out in short gasps, trying desperately to keep conciousness. "Fuck Brian, do it, suck me, now," I said unaware that the words were even coming out, driven to near insanity by the pleasure overload.

Brian pursed his lips and ran them over the head of my completely hardened member. I clutched the seats hard, feeling my hands slip from the sweat that was now also running down my forehead and making my back stick to the leather. My hair lay wet in front of my eyes, my shirt completely unbuttoned and my pants pulled down to my knees. My lover, my boyfriend, Brian kneeling in front of me working magic on my body. "God Brian, how did I live without you?"

"You weren't living Josh, I make you alive," he said breathlessly pressing his lips to mine. I felt his saliva forced into my mouth, his sweet taste lingering for a few moments.

"It's my turn now Brian, let me, please," I said, almost begged him. "Let me touch you, I need it Brian."

Brian sat back on the seat, leaning his head back against the rest. "Do it Josh, turn me on, make me feel like I've never felt before."

That was all that I needed. I almost ripped Brian's shirt open and climbed on top of him, forcing the rubbing of our bodies that almost sending us both over the edge. I forced my lips on his, grinding forcefully in a kiss releasing the passion and lust I had built up inside. I wrapped my hands around his neck and turned my head sideways, my tounge exploring his mouth, satisfying my intesnse hunger for him. I broke off the kiss leaving us both panting in the now intesnsely hot air. I returned my attentions to his neck, placing one hand on his chest and the other behind his head. I felt his ragged breath, his chest moving up and down in shallow breaths. His hand hit the window, his fingers moving down to blur a hole in the condensation on the foggy window.

I buried my nose in the space where his neck met his shoulderblades, the sweet smell of his body filling my senses. "God Brian, you smell so good," I half moaned pulling him closer, feeling his erect nipples brush agaist my chest. I looked up to find his eyes tightly shut, ecstasy written across his beautiful features.

I quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them all the way down to his ankles, his boxers quickly following. I quickly dove down onto his erect cock, spearing my mouth down on him. I felt his hands stroking the small hairs on the back of my neck and I started to bob up and down on him, slowly, letting him feel every intense feeling that hit him. I let one hand roam across his chest, feeling each muscle in his chest, a thin sheen of shining sweat let my hand slip across his gorgeous body.

Brian leaned back in the seat, his body completely surrendered to Josh's oral administrations, his eyes shut tightly, his beautiful golden brown hair falling in front of his eyes, sweat dripping from his chin to run down his chest. Brian licked his lips as he felt his orgasm approach, pulling Josh yet further down on his shaft.

I felt Brian pull me down roughly, so I increased my pace, almost feeling his orgasm mount. Brian let out a series of undeterminable unmeaningful moans and I felt the first blast hit the back of my mouth. I pulled back a little, letting his cum shoot into me, then swallowing and taking more. Brian's body was rocked with intense feelings, his mind now completely blanked out, huge starbursts sending his mind into overdrive. He opened his eyes as his orgasm receded, his shallow, uneven breathing gradually resuming its original level. I looked up at him, making the cutest puppydog face I knew how. I wiped some cum from the corner off my mouth and reached up to Brian's mouth. His lips opened and he sucked my finger clean, his tounge swirling around, making me once again giddy with pleasure. He moved off the seat, motioning for me to lie down.

I was flat on my back, and Brian moved on top of me, grinding his hips down. I looked up into his eyes and saw the love, the passion in them. The deep sapphire orbs shined brightly in the dark telling me I was his, that he loved me. I was now crazy with desire and pushed my body up to meet his thrusts. He locked lips with me, only parting to catch our breaths, our tounges danced together, his lips ocassionally roaming down to my neck.

Pleasure, overwhelming feelings flooded through my body and I felt his hand grip my hair. We recklessly made love there in the backseat, our anamalistic mindset taking over. The sweat between us mingled and the windows fogged over as the heat from our bodies poured forth. We came together, our bodies tensing up and the cum flooding between us.

I finally caught my breath as Brian collapsed on top of me, his lips finding mine in a gentle loving liplock. My fingers gently stroked Brian's back his breath blew gently across my face, his beautiful features lit up dimly, only inches from my face. I reached up and touched his cheeks, tracing his beautiful jawline softly. His elegant fingers took ahold of mine, latticing them together in a love grip, our feelings seemingly connected by the physical contact.

"I want you Josh, I love you. I need to connect with you, I want to surrender myself completely to you but I don't know how," he said softly, his beautiful lips forming words, his sexy voice, trained by years of practice, bringing comfort and love flooding into me. I opened my heart to him there.

"I love you Brian, with every breath I take, with every day, I love you so much you can never understand," I murmered softly. "Never leave me Brian, promise me we'll always be together."

"I promise you, from the bottom of my heart, I will love you til death do us part," he sang softly his beautiful voice, solo, sounded deathly gorgeous, almost haunting. His beautiful smooth skin shone in the half-light, his eyes reaching out to me, touching me.

He got up and started buttoning his shirt. I followed quickly and rearranged myself. "That was the most incredible orgasm I've ever had," I said once I had finished dressing.

"I know Josh, it's incredible what has happened between us, we go together perfectly, like a match made in heaven."

I smiled. "Brian Thomas Littrell, you're my life, my love, everything inside of me is you, you make me alive."

"As do you Josh," he replied.

I went back to watching the raindrops fall against the fogged window.


DAYS LATER. . .

Brian cut the engine and got out of the car, running quickly around to my side to open the door for me. He made an elegant gesture with his hand so low he brushed the ground. "You're carriage has arrived Monsieur."

He offered his hand and I took it, pulling myself up and looking around imperially. "This place is not to my liking, take me away."

Brian giggled and pulled me out quickly and into his arms. Placing his lips on mine he whispered gently. "I'll take you to any place you want baby, just tell me where."

"Hmm. . . How about the moon?" I asked softly pulling back from his embrace. He pointed upwards to where a full moon graced the sky, the clouds momentarily parting to let the light stream down.

"There?"

I nodded wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him so close our lips must have been milimeters apart. "Take me there Brian, take me away from here."

"Sorry, your flight number one thousand to the moon has been canceled, can you settle for a quiet field in the country instead?" he said, I could feel his lips moving, his breath passing into my mouth.

"As long as you're there, it'll be fine," I said grinning as he kissed me again lightly.

"Look at the stars Josh, doesn't this place make you feel so small, so unimportant when you see everything on the real scale?" Brian whispered in the darkness.

I looked up to the black and blue sky, the stars so close, so intense I felt that I could touch them if I tried. Brian pulled me close to him and kissed me, his warm lips meeting mine delicately. I sighed and looked back up into the sky, the dark colors covering us like a warm, dense fog. "Black and Blue, right?" I asked softly as his fingers traced the muscles in my back.

"That's right babe, Black and Blue."


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