5) Memories (NFSW, except last part)

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Note: I was listening to this piece and thought it would fit. Maybe more readers? Try it. It's a nice piece anyway.

(Prokoviev Sonata for 2 violins, Op.56: 1 - 3min)

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With his free hand Brett pushed the door handle down to open the door, but because Eddy was leaning against it they almost fell inside. Eddy stumbled face forward, still holding Brett's hand, dragging him close behind him.
Inside he turned around and pushed the door shut, trapping Brett between his friend and the door.
Then Eddy just froze, standing there, leaning his hands on the door, gazing at Brett.
Brett had looked up and saw a look he'd never seen before. Eddy's eyes were shining, much darker in color than normal because of the large dilated pupils.
It was intriguing, almost mesmerizing. He felt like a moth looking at a bright light, the alcohol leaving his body rapidly. He couldn't move a muscle while watching Eddy as he got closer and closer.
Then suddenly he felt his lips on his. A soft kiss.
When Eddy pulled away they both looked startled, but Eddy quickly came forward again for another.
It felt so good! Brett leaned big time into that kiss.

(Prokoviev Sonata for 2 violins, Op.56: 3.00- 6.10 min)

Then suddenly lust took over. They deepened the kiss, French-kissing and exploring the insides of their mouths, leaving each other breathless. Their hands trying to feel up all the places they could reach.
There was no time or place for hesitance, shyness or other restrictive tings. The alcohol still in their bodies making them bold and worry less.
Clothes flew about as they stumbled and clumsily tried to reach a bed. Brett's glasses hastily set aside on the nightstand, lips locked in a dance of their own.
Eddy was the first to hit the mattress, pulling Brett so hard with him so he fell on top of him. Stark naked, their hands touching places they'd never touched before, mouths ravishing each other, taking the kiss deeper and deeper.
They both did not think, just lived in that moment of pure lust. Nothing else mattered now. Pheromones could be released freely, giving the stress of the past few weeks a way out and enjoying the body heat of the other.
Brett was the first to touch the lower regions, the consumed alcohol from before making him bold.
His hand slid gently around Eddy's hardness.
The reaction that that caused was so very satisfying.

"Oh god!" Eddy squirmed under his touch.

"Brett suffices" Brett smirked.

"Wait, I'll touch you too. It feels awesome."

They began to stroke up and down, up and down. Brett holding Eddy, Eddy holding Brett. Slowly at first but increasingly faster and faster, matching each other's pace like a duet for two violins.

"Slow down, I'm losing control fast." Brett had to say after a short while.

A devilish grin had appeared on Eddy's face as he managed to say:
"If you can do it slowly, you can do it *huff* quickly."

"Bro! That's so chee...sY!"
The sensation below made it so hard to speak.

Shortly after both ejaculated at the same time, pulsing together, spilling their hot warm liquid over each other's hands in an endless stream of pure bliss and relaxation.
They just managed to wipe it off with a towel of some sort that had been laying around before they fell asleep side by side without really coming to their senses.

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It had been awkward the next morning when they woke up besides each other, naked.
Brett was the first one to open his eyes.
He looked at the man who was his best friend yesterday, but today so much more.
He was quite confused, afraid what would happen, not knowing what to do. He couldn't say anything, just watch this lovely man beside him.

When Eddy woke up, he just looked at him for a moment before he was the bravest one to speak fist.

"Well, that was something new and different." His voice sounded actually quite normal.

Brett admitted: "Quite so. Tantalizing no less."

Eddy had said then: "Great stress relieve too. Let's do that again sometimes. Now shower and breakfast, I'm starving!"

He left the bed immediately and went for the shower leaving Brett behind in bed.
He remembered lying there, just staring at the ceiling, alone with his thoughts and being so utterly, utterly confused.
He couldn't deny anymore that deep down he had wanted this kind of intimacy for a long time. But now that it had happened, he didn't know what to feel.
He didn't know what he wanted to feel too.
I didn't even tell him I love him
, he thought.
And with some sadness he also couldn't remember Eddy saying anything like that either...

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"Brett? Brett? Can you come to your senses?"
Flora is looking at him, wondering where his mind went.

Huh? Who is that? Ouch... Bright light. Where am ... Oooh, right. Shrink. This miserable mess. *sigh* Just leave me be.
Brett looks up with a weary look.
He's back again in the hard reality that is his life.

"You were in deep thoughts. Can you tell me about it?"
Flora asks nicely.

"No." is the curt answer.
And with that he goes into shutdown deadpan face mode again, unable to communicate.




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