Tea Boy: A Deacury Fic

Chapter 51: Denial is A River in Egypt Part 1

(NSFW: Sex, Smut, whatever you wanna call it, always wear protection)

-Brian's POV-

After our parents left, Roger became nervous and avoided talking to me whenever I tried to show affection. He might be in denial about our families accepting us and supporting their gay sons. I tried to tell him that he's not a bad person, but he kept saying how he refuses to believe me and our families. But I know there's one thing he can't deny....sex.

Of course he didn't expect our parents to be supportive, but I want him to feel happy about it, knowing that family still really cares. While my efforts to be affectionate may bring him to tears, he cannot overlook his desire for intimacy.
I went into our bedroom to see him face down on the pillow, not muttering a thing. I sat beside him, rubbing his back gently.

"Hey there, little cutie. What's on your mind?" I murmured. "I'm just tired, Brimi. Just a little.", he hummed. "Excuse me, are you certain about that? Would you perhaps like to have a little fun?", I asked navigating my hand closer to his bottom. "What do you mean, Bri?", he muffled. "Oh you know exactly what I mean, baby boy. Don't you wanna indulge a little bit? You know you cannot deny that.", I lowly said. I brushed my hand softly on his clothed bottom, waiting for him to say something about it.

"Brimi....please....it's late, baby.", he muffled trying to make excuses. "I understand it's late, my dear, but I can't help but notice how much you're longing for my presence beside you.", I responded, I then pinched his butt just to get him to giggle, and it worked, I heard his cute little sniggling in the pillow.

"Brimi, stop it! It's ticklish.", he laughed squirming around. I stopped as he pleased and I grabbed hold of the hem of his pyjama pants. I slyly snuck my hand down, feeling his smooth skin peeking out from behind his undies. I could hear him let out a soft moan into the pillow as I playfully rubbed his bottom. "Mhmm...Bri...ah, please...touch my hole.", I heard him say. "What do you mean? You want me to finger you?", I asked. "Please...", he pleaded.

I did as he pleaded shuffling my middle finger inside his love hole, pushing it in and out to satisfy him. "Dammit...fuck...need more...", I heard my baby moan. I quickened the pace a little only to feel him squirming more. He then took my hand gently and pulled out my finger out of him. He sat up and took off his pyjama pants, presenting himself to me. I could tell how much he desired me, his shlong was very erect.

"You were right, I can't deny it. I need to just...fuck...." He was blushing so much, he couldn't resist me. His tip was leaking with so much pre-ejaculate. "You just want me to fuck you senseless, huh?", I asked with a smirk. He nodded, biting his lip. I kissed his rosy little lips and instructed him to turn around. He did so as I took my own pyjama pants off and watch my own erection spring free.

"Now tell me this, baby. Are you still in denial that our families accept us the way we are?", I asked sliding on a condom. "Pretty much. It felt so awkward to be around them while being gay.", he confessed. "Denial is a river in Egypt.", I told him, "but since you're still in denial of that, tell you what. You don't get to cum unless I say so, little one."

"Not fair, dammit.", he huffed. "Is too, sweetest. You either embrace the support from both families, or we might have to pause our intimacy for a month. The choice is yours.", I warned him. I could hear him audibly pout like a child as I inserted myself into his love hole, going at a desired pace. "Not...fair!", he whined.

I ignored it and just thrusted myself deeper and deeper inside of him, he quickly became a moaning mess. "Brian....please...", he begged. "If only you can tell me that you'll fully embrace the support, you're not cumming.", I told him. Roger became a little frustrated by suppressing some of his moans. But when that time came, "Please, I'm close!", I heard him moan.

"Easy there, babe. I mentioned that if you truly embrace the support, I will allow you to reach that point of pleasure.", I reminded him as I thrusted more and more into him. "Fine! I do! I do embrace their support.", he cried out. "You promise?", I asked slowing down a little. "Yes. Yes I do. Honestly I do!", he whines. I believed him, I smiled down at him and resumed my pace.

"Oh god, I'm gonna burst!", he cried and he did so after one final thrust from me, hot strings of white emerged from him as he sprayed all on the bed sheets. I shot my hot load into him and removed myself from him slowly. I panted as I watched him catch his breath from that intense orgasm.

"See hun? Denial is a river in Egypt.", I lightly teased. "Oh shut up. Let's get cleaned up already.", he lightly chuckled.

An hour passed by and we're back in cleaned linens and clothes. Rog snuggled up close to me, I gave him several kisses while stroking his blonde locks until we both were asleep.

He should really start embracing the fact that we have family who loves us and support who we are.