CHANCE ENCOUNTER (Bieber x Male)

Part X

(Justin POV)

"Holy shit, we did it!!!" Alex is grinning ear to ear, his back against the alleyway wall, panting and desperately trying to catch his breath. "We made it out alive!!!"

The last 5 minutes is a complete blur. On the count of 3, we had sprung the bathroom door open and sprinted through the crowd of fans. I was worried about losing Alex for a second but like clockwork, his hand found mine the moment I started to panic. My heart skipped a beat when I felt his fingers lock into mine effortlessly, like the spaces between them were made just for mine.

I dragged him outdoors and we ran at full speed through the streets, knocking over a fruit stand in the process, which made Alex erupt into uncontrollable laughter, and made me worry about exposure. Justin Bieber knocks over fruit and vegetable stand while running through the streets of Toronto, holding another man's hand and disappearing into an alleyway. What a headline.

"That was crazy! How often do you need to do that?! Oh my god." Alex is still beaming, his green eyes reflecting the sunlight in a way that makes them look like ponds. I realize this is the first time I've really seen him in the true daylight.

I have trouble coming up with an answer because I am mesmerized by his smile, his eyes, his cute dimples, his laugh. The pure happiness. The craziness of it all. Holy shit. My stomach does a backflip. What the fuck is happening?

I walk over to him, brush his hair out of his face and behind his ear, and place a hand on his cheek. His skin is soft and warm, and I'm overwhelmed with affection for him when I see the goosebumps form along his arms. A moment passes without either of us speaking. His smile fades just a little and a serious look falls upon his face and suddenly I feel pierced by his gaze. Holy shit holy shit holy shit.

"Justin?" Alex asks, his voice much smaller now.

"Come here..." is all I can muster before I pull his face towards mine and plant my lips on his. I'm overcome with his taste and I instantly feel as if I could never get enough. I instinctively slide my other arm down to his waist and grip him gently but firmly, pulling him closer to me. He starts to suck gently on my bottom lip and lets out the tiniest, almost inaudible whimper when I squeeze his waist harder and it drives me wild. I feel a wave of warmth rush through my veins, and realize there's really only one thing to do at this point.

Get this beautiful boy in my bed.

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The second the door to my hotel room latches behind me, I'm both kicking off my shoes and hoisting Alex up into my arms at the same time. He wraps his legs around me and locks his lips onto mine, kissing me deeply while I stumble over to the bed and drop him onto it. He sits on the edge and smiles up at me, his eyes meeting mine while he undoes his skinny jeans, and at that moment: it's done.

I'm gonna ruin this beautiful, beautiful boy of mine.

My blood feels fire hot as I peel my shirt off and unbuckle my pants. To my surprise, Alex is already on his hands and knees on the side of the bed, stripped down to just his undies, taking over and pulling my pants and my underwear down in one quick tug. My hard cock bounces out and smacks Alex in the chin, making a dull thud against his jaw. His eyes light up like a kid in a candy store and I feel my cock grow to its hardest. Holy fucking shit. This boy...

Alex immediately wraps a hand around my meat and I smile when I see just how huge my dick looks in his small hand. He looks at it for a split second, as if contemplating whether it's even worth a try, before wrapping his smooth, juicy lips around my head. I gasp when I feel his hot, syrupy little mouth on my glans, and my knees weaken. He makes his way down my shaft and I'm amazed by how wide his lips stretch. He gazes up at me once more and I feel as if I could already cum. His mouth is stretched to its limit and his face is stuffed with my cock, even though he has only managed to get about half of it in. The image itself is the hottest thing I'm pretty sure I've ever seen, but his eyes... his fucking eyes are telling me "daddy, more, please".