World Tour

Brisbane VI (NSFW)

Within a millisecond the atmosphere changed completely as Brett kissed him back with such ardour that he knocked Eddy flat against the wall. Instantly fire ignited everywhere in Eddy's body, travelling up his spine, lust filling all the places that worry had previously claimed. 
¨Eddy!¨ Brett groaned, and crashed his lips into Eddy's, his tongue finding its way into his mouth naturally, giving, taking, urging him on.  
Eddy kissed him passionately, planting kisses on his jaw and on the soft spot underneath his ear, trailing his tongue down towards his collarbone. He sucked, hard, as soon as he was under the t-shirt line, and Brett groaned loudly in response.
Suddenly Brett pulled back, quickly stepped out of the cubicle and came back a second later with the little bottle of lube that lived in the medicine cabinet. 
His eyes were filled with need as he looked up at Eddy, the bottle in his outstretched hand. 
¨Please.¨ he said in his hoarse voice, that voice that travelled directly to Eddy's groin, making him grow so hard he thought he might burst.
¨Take me, now.¨
Eddy took the bottle and kissed him once more, sweetly now, before turning him around swiftly, making him face the wall, the warm water still spilling over both of them. 
He took his time now, kissing Brett's neck, savouring him, stroking his back and his glorious arse, and he teased his opening with his finger. Brett threw his head back and cried out. 
¨Eddy!¨ 
¨Hush, I know.¨ Eddy whispered in his ear, a wicked smile on his face. 
¨Please!¨ Brett groaned again, his voice laced with need. 
Eddy lubed up and stood there for a short moment looking at his love, waiting, wanting, there for his taking, until his own need overtook him and he bent his knees slightly and entered him in one swift move. 
Brett cried out once more and he ground back on him straight away, standing on his toes, and together they found their rhythm. Eddy thrusted into him again and again, and Brett clawed at the wall, losing himself in the sensations Eddy was giving him. He reached forward with his right hand and wrapped it around Brett. He knew his body so well now, he knew exactly what he needed. 
There was nothing sweet about this, it was carnal, it was fire, it was passion, and then, suddenly, it was bliss as Eddy could hold back no more and cried out loudly as he came, pouring himself into his love, his name on his lips. Brett tightened as he came as well, and the feeling was exquisite, making Eddy's orgasm go on and on. 
Floating back down to earth then, Eddy kissed him again, holding him softly against him, and they sank down to the ground under the warm water flow. 

He hadn't even realised he was crying until Brett wiped softly at the tears, wrapping him in his warm embrace. 
¨Hey. I'm here.¨ he cooed in his ear. ¨It's all good.¨
Eddy nodded, breathing deeply, feeling the relief spreading to every fibre of his being. 
¨Yeah. Thank God.¨

He had no idea how long they had sat there, but eventually his bum got sore from sitting on the hard tiles and all their fingers and toes were wrinkly.
¨We should get out, hey?¨ he said softly. 
Brett looked at him and smiled. 
¨Yeah, we should.¨
Suddenly his face turned serious and he looked Eddy right in the eye. 
¨Thank you, Eddy. Really. For everything, today. I won't be so weak again.¨
Eddy shook his head in surprise.
¨What? You weren't weak. Look, it was worrying and it means a lot. I get that, don't fret about it!¨
Brett didn't look convinced. ¨You weren't a mess, though.¨
Eddy shook his head again. 
¨You shouldn't see it like that, Brett. You're perfect, just the way you are.¨
He kissed him sweetly on the lips and got up, groaning as he did so.
¨Ah! My legs!¨ 
He held out his hand to Brett, who was grinning now.
¨Do I need to sing dance of the sugar plum fairy?¨ he quipped.
¨Yeah, you try getting up gracefully after sitting on the tiles for ages.¨ Eddy said, his tone indignant, but inside he was thrilled Brett was making jokes. He held out his hand again. 
¨Now, come on. We should eat something.¨
Finally Brett took his hand and allowed himself to be pulled up. 
¨Yeah. Well, I'm cooking. You go and practice.¨ A smirk came over his face.¨God knows you need it!¨
Eddy laughed out loud. 
¨Fuck you.¨ he said without malice, and reached for a towel.