Soldier

A New Day

Brian Firkus' POV

I wake up to the sound of a camera snap and Brian muttering "Fuck." Opening my eyes, I see a shirtless blonde man with his iphone taking pictures of me. What a gorgeous dumbass.

"I would think that being the creepy person you are you'd know to mute your phone before snapping pictures of sleeping people." I say laughing, grabbing his hand to pull him down next to me so I could kiss him good morning.

He pecks my lips gently. "I think I became too accustomed to it being dead bodies that I forgot breathing people can hear." He jokes and tosses his phone aside, climbing on top of me. "Good morning." He says and leans down to kiss me more properly, our tongues lazily playing with the other's as my hands stroke his bare back. This new-found intimacy between us is everything I dreamt of and more. My hands move to his hair and his lips move to scatter kisses along my jaw and down my neck. When he finds a particularly sensitive point beneath my ear a moan escapes my lips and he begins to suck on the place, driving me half mad. Before any mark could be formed, however, his phone starts ringing.

He picks it up and I whimper at the loss of his touch, but he remains on top of me as he answers, mouthing "Courtney" so I would know who's calling.

Brian McCook's POV

"Okay you asshole," Shane begins, "you've been home long enough, now can we finally see your rehabilitated mug?"

I laugh and ask "Who's we?"

"Justin, Aaron, Danny, Roy, Willam, Jerick, the whole shabang gang."

"Actually that sounds wonderful, we would love to come see you." I'm hoping that Shane wouldn't notice my slip, automatically referring to Brian and I without even noticing. I think Brian enjoyed hearing that, however, because he smiles and starts kissing my neck like I kissed his before. The bitch.

"We being you and the wife I assume?" Yeah, didn't really think he would miss it.

"Hey, I'll have you know Tracy Martel is a woman of grace and dignity by her own virtue, and will not be shrunk into merely being someone's wife." Brian bites his approval into my neck and I hold back a groan as my eyes roll back. It's incredible how easily he has understood my body.

"Alright, don't get your tucking panties in a bunch miss thing. Let's have nice peaceful get together at Justin's place tonight at seven alright?"

"Yes mam, I'll make sure to find a place for that in my overflowing schedule."

"See you and the mrs. then shitface." He says and hangs up. Drag queens sure do cuss a lot.

"I will literally murder you." I shake my head at Brian who's smugly smirking up at me and I grasp his hands in mine, pinning them above his head. "You think you're cleaver don't you?"

"I mainly just think it's hot watching you try to have a conversation with a raging boner." He laughs and leans up to kiss me.

I kiss him passionately back as I push my hips down to prove his words. He audibly gasps into my mouth at the over-the-fabric touch between our morning woods. It sends shivers up my spine and I get even harder, suddenly feeling like my body is going to catch on fire.

"Not that I want to kill the moment or anything," Brian says as he breaks our kiss, "but I'm becoming really self-conscious about the fact I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

I laugh as I pull on his hands so we're both at a sitting position. "Let's go smelly cat." I say as I jump off the bed, with Brian hot on my tail chasing me to the bathroom and spanking my ass. "Don't start what you can't finish young lady." I remark and wink at Brian, who looks far too good for having just woken up.

Brian Firkus' POV

Brian and I brush our teeth side by side, his toothbrush red and mine pink of course. This feels wonderfully domestic and I can't help but smile to myself.

"Can we shower together, or do you feel like it might be too soon?" Brian asks, and I'm a little taken aback. On the one hand, I'm trying to be as cautious as I can with this new dynamic between us, taking baby steps almost. On the other hand, I don't want to leave his side for even a second.

"Of course we can." I answer with a smile, overcome by my desire to be engulfed by his arms again. "But no funny business." I add, just so I'd be able to say I warned him once he gets expectedly handsy.

"Oh don't fool yourself into believing you can keep your hands off this." He says, and drops his pants to reveal his fully erect cock. Impressive. I blush at the sudden sight and get pretty freaking hard myself. He notices with a smile and goes into the shower and turns on the water.

"Well I have quite a lot going down here for myself so I think I'll manage." I say and quickly drop my pants as well, like a band aid, hoping it'll install a fake sense of confidence in me.

Brian's eyes immediately fall to my hard dick and he subconsciously licks his lips. Hot as motherfucking hell. That spurs me to come join him under the running water that are the exact temperature I love. Maybe we were meant to be.

Brian warps his arms around me and kisses my lips so softly I nearly think I imagined it. I think it was his way to convey that we can take things as slow as I want. I find it so sweet that while I was thinking of him and the pace in which we should take things for his own sake, he has been thinking about me and my feelings. God I'm in love with this man.

I smile against his lips and reach around to grab my shampoo, pouring some into his hands as well and we begin to lather our scalps while making funny faces at one another. Brian then takes the soap and pours some into my hands as well, but instead of washing himself he begins to massage my skin with it, turning me around so he could do my back as well. He then wraps his arms around my waist and starts kissing my neck and shoulder, washing my torso. His touch is so soothing and his kisses like fire on my skin. I lean my head back against his shoulder and he whispers "Can I touch you baby?"

I simply nod, now unable to speak as I feel his hardness against my rare side, his lips reattaching to my neck and his hands slowly making their way down to my stiff member. He gently wraps his hands around my cock and I nearly burst, so unaccustomed to this intimate situation between us and so thrilled at the same time. Brian starts to work his way up and down slowly, and the feeling is so amazing I'm suddenly overcome with the urge to touch him and look at him and make him feel just as good. I turn around with determination in my eyes, grabbing his dick with one hand and pinning us to the wall with the other. Brian groans and I lose my mind, attacking his lips with mine and invading them with my tongue. His hand finds its way back to me, and his other hand squeezes my ass and brings me closer so our shafts are touching as we pleasure each other. This is the most incredible feeling in the world, and I can tell I'm about to cum.

"Baby," I say, "so close. Cum with me." Brian moans into my mouth as he kisses me again, fastening his pace as I do as well. We both cum into each other's hands and against our abdomens, and the water washes it off as we pant with our foreheads against one another.

"I'm really trying to come up with something funny to say but I think the brain cells I didn't kill with drugs are currently in your shower's drain." Brian says and I laugh into the skin of his neck, kissing it gently.

"It's fine, we can pick them up later along with all the hair from your receding hairline." I smirk as I say.

"You're so lucky you have a big dick." Brian laughs. I am feeling particularly lucky right now. My best friend, the man I'm in love with, naked in front of me. What more could a guy ask for?