"Big Boy Blaine Wilson 6" Starring: Blaine Wilson, "Brian Smith"
Note: I do not know Blaine Wilson. He may or may not be gay. This is highly unlikely, considering he is engaged. Remember, this story is complete fiction: it is not real! Also, I know the Olympics have ended, but just pretend that they are going on right now! Send your comments to RockLink00@aol.com.
Previously >>| Brian was sent to the hospital from the complications with his head. It was discovered that he was in a coma and that he had a concussion. Brian suffered temporary amnesia and didn't remember Blaine, but soon came back around. He was able to leave the hospital with Blaine, and they went back to the village. Blaine left the next morning for practice: the vault finals were happening that evening. Later that night, Brian was worried sick. Blaine hadn't come home and he was supposed to be there a long time ago. Brian couldn't go out looking for him: he was stuck in bed with that concussion. All he could do was wait.
Brian waited anxiously for about 5 minutes. He picked up the phone and called the gymnastics arena.
"Hello?" an official inquired.
"Yes, I was wondering, is Blaine Wilson still in the arena?"
After a short pause, the official replied, "No, I'm afraid he has left for the evening. Is there something I can help you with?"
"Actually, yes. What position did Blaine end with in the vault finals?"
"He placed sixth."
"Oh...OK. Thanks, bye."
Brian put the receiver down and immediately began to worry. 'Sixth place?! He must be devastated!,' Brian thought to himself. He realized that Blaine was probably somewhere out in Sydney getting drunk or God only knows what. Against all of his proper judgments, Brian decided he must go look for Blaine. He got up very slowly, feeling quite dizzy after laying in bed all day. Soon, the dizziness subsided, and Brian left the village and began by checking all of the nearby bars in the village area, coming up with nothing.
Brian walked outside and sat on an empty bench. Suddenly, he felt very dizzy. He fainted, falling back onto the bench. Several hours later, he woke up to find himself back in his room. He sat up slightly, cringing at his dizziness.
"Blaine?" Brian called.
Blaine entered the room. "What is it, Bri?"
"Wh---what happened?" he yawned.
"I found you on a bench outside," he explained. "You were passed out, so I carried you up to the room."
"H--how did you find me?"
"I was...well, walking around the village, trying to keep from getting angry at myself...you see...I... well, ...I got sixth in the vault."
"I..I know, I called the arena. I was worried about where you were."
"I'm sorry Bri...I was just so mad at myself...I couldn't come home..."
Blaine went over to Bri and hugged him.
"It's all right, Blaine. Don't worry about it."
"Bri, will you please hold me?" Blaine asked.
Blaine got into the bed with Brian and snuggled up close to him. The two fell asleep shortly afterward.
Several hours later, Bri and Blaine woke up. It was around noon. They kissed each other and just stayed in bed together for a little while. Blaine's Olympics were over with...all he had to do was show up for the closing ceremonies the next week.
"Are you feeling all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just dizzy when I sit up," Brian replied.
"Oh," Blaine whispered. "I...I'm really..sorry."
"Blaine! It's all right. Stop feeling so guilty already! I know the stress you've been under lately. Trust me."
"But that doesn't excuse what I did. I was a complete jerk. I can't control my temper," Blaine replied.
"Like I said, you were under a lot of stress. And besides, I can't imagine the amount of anger you must have had after losing what you've worked for for so long."
"Why do you always have the right answer?" Blaine asked.
"Just a gift, I guess," Brian smiled.
Blaine leaned over and kissed Brian on the forehead, hugging against him.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Blaine asked.
"Well, considering I'm stuck in this bed..." Brian hinted.
"Sorry buddy, but no sexual activity for at least 2 days, remember?"
"Ugh," Brian complained.
"Doctor's orders," Blaine smirked, kissing Brian on the lips.
"Then quit teasing me!" Brian replied.
Blaine spent the day lying with Brian in bed, watching TV and keeping him company, and of course, teasing him all the time. Late in the afternoon, Brian took a nap, and Blaine seized the opportunity by ordering a full-scale meal from room service. When Brian woke up, he saw Blaine walking in with a room-service cart filled with two dinners.
"Good 'morning'," Blaine said.
Brian smiled and winked at Blaine. Blaine lifted the plates and carried them over to Brian. They kissed and began eating, gazing at each other throughout the meal. Once finished, Blaine put the cart with the dishes out into the hallway, returning to the bed and hugging Brian.
"I love you," Brian whispered.
"I love you too," Blaine replied. The two watched TV for a few hours together, then fell asleep in each others arms.
The next morning, Blaine awoke to the sound of Brian whimpering in his sleep. He got concerned, and so he listened for a little while as Brian cried out softly: 'Blaine! Blaine! Please don't leave me, I need you! Please, Blaine!' Brian thrashed around the bed slowly.
Blaine shook Brian lightly, waking him up suddenly. Brian jolted up, crying out, turning around and seeing Blaine next to him. He quickly grabbed onto Blaine and hugged him tightly, crying softly on his shoulder.
"It's all right, it was just a bad dream sweetie. It's OK," Blaine tried to soothe Brian softly. "What was the dream about?"
"I....well, I...had a dream that you..yo--you left me, and.." Brian choked out.
Bri grabbed onto Blaine and held onto him as tightly as he possibly could, crying onto his shoulder.
"Come on Bri, you know I'd never leave you!" Blaine tried to reason.
"I know...but, I... well...I don't know."
"Don't worry about it babe, it was just a dream," Blaine replied.
"Yeah, but don't dreams usually signal something?"
"Not always," Blaine replied. "Sometimes they are just some fluke that comes out of nowhere...it means nothing."
"I guess you're right," Brian said.
"So, are you hungry babe?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, kind of."
So, Bri and Blaine went into the kitchen and made some French toast, ate it, and then settled into the living room to watch some TV together. They were going to relax the rest of the week until the closing ceremonies. The two spent the rest of the day vegging out in front of the TV, eating lunch and eventually dinner, finally heading back to the bedroom until they fell asleep.
The two days were over. Bri's "celibacy" of sorts from the concussion ended today. Blaine, of course, mentioned the fact to Bri immediately after they woke up.
"You know babe, your 2 days are up," Blaine whispered, kissing Brian's bare shoulder.
"What are you talking about?" Brian asked "innocently."
"Oh, you know," Blaine whispered, tracing his fingers across Brian's inner thigh.
Blaine rolled on top of Brian, kissing him passionately. He let his tongue slide into Brian's mouth, slithering across Bri's tongue as he did so.
"Not yet babe, I want to be fully awake when this happens," Bri explained.
Blaine, acting very disappointed, whined, "Fine, be that way!" and rolled off of Brian, pouting.
Brian quickly tickled Blaine's sides, eliciting heavy laughter and fidgeting from Blaine. Blaine turned over and grabbed Brian's arms, kissing him again.
"Tell you what, why don't you go take a nice, long shower, and get all sexy...well, sexier, anyway...for me, and I'll go make some breakfast for us.
Deal?" Brian asked.
"Deal," Blaine smiled, stripping down and getting into the bathroom.
After Blaine had entered the shower, Brian went in to the kitchen and started some pancakes. Soon after, the doorbell rang, and Brian went to answer it. What he found at the door shocked him.
There, standing in the hallway, was Rob, Brian's ex. Brian looked shocked when he saw Rob. Rob just smiled.
"Hey babe," Rob whispered.
"What do you want?" Brian responded coldly.
"I want...well, I want us to get back together."
"No," Brian said immediately. "I'm not getting back together with you."
Rob frowned and walked into the room uninvited.
"Please leave. Now," Brian whispered.
"Why the rush? Is there someone here?"
"How did you get here?" Brian asked evilly.
"Well, I asked some friends of yours, who said you came here for some odd reason, so I got a ride here, and called info and found out you were here."
Right after Rob had explained what happened, Blaine hollered from the shower: "You know Bri, it's getting pretty lonely in here without you!"
Rob's casualness disappeared. He frowned heavily, walked over to Brian, and grabbed him by the arm. He smashed his hand across Brian's face, smacking him to the floor, and kicked Bri in the stomach. Rob went in for another kick when he heard the bathroom door open. He quickly lunged for the door, slammed it shut, and ran out of the building. Blaine exited the shower with a T-shirt and sweats on, his short hair dripping lightly.
As he left the bathroom, Blaine saw Brian curled on the floor, moaning in pain.
"Bri!" Blaine screamed in worry. He ran over to Bri and lifted Bri from the floor. A bruise was forming on Bri's cheek from Rob's hit. He was holding his stomach in agony as he leaned against Blaine for support.
"Bri! Bri, what happened?!?" Blaine questioned.
"I... he... ugh... do you re...remember R-rrr-rob?" Bri stuttered.
"Yeah, did he do this to you!?!" Blaine asked angrily.
"He... I... no..I need... to catch my.. breath. Okay...He came here while you were in the..the shower.. and wanted to get back together with me...I told him no right away, but when he heard your voice.. from the shower...he..well, he hit me and then kicked me...."
"What? I'm gonna.. I'm gonna kill him!" Blaine yelled.
"I...I don't..feel so well," Brian whispered as he fell into Blaine's arms.
Blaine carried Brian into bed, lying him down and kissing his bruised cheek. Brian fell asleep, moaning lightly whenever he breathed...Rob had kicked him between the diaphragm and the stomach, and it hurt him whenever he took a breath.
Blaine paced around the apartment, thinking of what he would do to Rob when he found him, when he heard Brian talking in his sleep. "Blaine, Blaine...don't leave me! Please! Don't go with Rob! Blaine!" Bri whispered in his sleep. Suddenly, he leapt up out of sleep and saw Blaine sitting on the bed. "Blaine!" he yelled, hugging him fiercely.
"Bri, what is with all of these bad dreams?"
"I...I don't know."
"Listen Bri, you just kept saying 'Blaine, don't leave me' and 'Don't go with Rob.' What on earth makes you think I'm leaving you, especially for that jerk Rob?"
"Huh? I...I have no idea..." Brian commented.
"Come on Bri, there must be a reason."
"Well...Maybe it's because Rob is better looking than me and you may want him instead of me..."
"That's ridiculous! You're the best looking guy I've ever seen. Seriously!"
Blaine hugged onto Bri and kissed him on the lips. "Trust me babe, I'll never leave you, not for anyone."
"I love you, Blaine," Brian whispered.
"I love you too babe."
Later on that day, Blaine was continuing to rant and rave about what he wanted to do to Rob. Brian simply shrugged it off, telling Blaine to let it go. He didn't want to have any more trouble with Rob.
"So, what do you want to do for dinner babe?" Bri asked.
"Let's go out somewhere...if you are feeling up to it."
"Yeah, sounds good to me," Bri replied.
So, they went out to some bar & grill in Sydney. They ate their dinners and then left the restaurant to take a walk on the beach. As they walked along the darkened shore, Bri spotted a couple making out on the waterline. He smiled and pointed them out to Blaine, but quickly realized that it was Rob who was a member of this make-out scene.
Brian gasped quietly, but Blaine noticed it immediately?
"What.... Is that ROB OVER THERE!?!" Blaine yelled.
"Umm... no, let's get out of here," Brian replied.
"Oh my God, it is. Hold on," Blaine said as he walked toward Rob.
"Blaine, please no!"
But it was too late. Blaine grabbed Rob by his shirt collar and pulled him up.
"Why the hell did you beat up on Brian?!" Blaine demanded.
"Huh?...Who the fuck are you?" Rob replied.
With that, Blaine smacked Rob across the face. "If you ever hurt him again, I'll do a whole lot more than that," Blaine yelled as he returned to Brian. Fortunately, Rob wasn't a gymnastics fan, so he didn't recognize Blaine.
Blaine returned to Brian, who was hiding several yards away on a bench.
"Blaine, why did you have to do that?" Bri questioned as Blaine sat next to him.
"I had to babe, he hurt you and I couldn't let that go."
"Oh, fine," Bri replied. "I guess it was nice, in a certain way." He kissed Blaine on the cheek. "Thanks babe. I love you."
"I love you too," Blaine mumbled as he returned Brian's kiss.
The two returned to the village shortly after they left the beach, and entered the bedroom. Blaine winked over at Brian, hinting at his obvious eagerness to end Brian's short "celibacy" of sorts.
Blaine stripped his shirt off and winked over to Brian once again. He then removed his shoes and socks, following with his pants and then his boxers. Completely naked, he grabbed Brian and they fell onto the bed. Brian removed his shirt and gave Blaine a kiss.
Brian used his tongue, guiding it down Blaine's chest, past his belly button, and coming to Blaine's cock. He took Blaine's cock into his hands and massaged it lightly, then took it into his mouth and began tickling the head with his tongue. Blaine's breathing had already become ragged, having had no release since Brian's concussion ordeal. He moaned lightly, caressing Brian's head with his hands as Brian expertly bobbed up and down on his aching cock.
Blaine squirmed in pleasure from Brian's touch, making his moans louder and louder. As much as he wanted to let Brian continue, he didn't want to cum yet, and so he forced Brian away from his cock. He moved down to Brian's pants and undid the belt buckle, then unzipped the pants and slipped them off. He followed suit with Brian's boxers and found what he was looking for.
He grabbed Brian's throbbing cock and enveloped it with his mouth almost immediately. Brian moaned loudly and squirmed in pleasure. He watched as Blaine swiped his tongue back and forth, up and down the shaft and swirling around the head. He soon deep-throated it and began bobbing up and down, making Brian hump the bed slightly and pound his cock into Brian's throat.
"Mmmm...I'm close babe," Brian whispered. "Don't stop."
Soon, orgasm swept over Brian's body, causing him to moan loudly and run his fingers through Blaine's hair. He grabbed onto Blaine's head, making Blaine swallow the torrents of cum that shot out of his cock. He humped the bed slightly as Blaine lapped up Brian's excess cum from his chin and Brian's cock.
"Mmmm, Blaine, that was amazing. I love you," Bri whispered.
"Mmm, me too," Blaine responded.
"Blaine, make love to me," Brian whispered.
Blaine nodded and used his spit and some of Brian's excess cum to lather and slicken up his hard cock. He inserted a few fingers into Brian, getting him used to the feel, and soon inserted his cock into Brian, very slowly. Soon, he was humping Brian with considerable force, slamming his loose balls onto Brian's leg. Both men moaned loudly, whispering loving comments to each other.
Soon, Blaine was close. After all, he had already received a nice blowjob from Brian. He slowed up his pace slightly and was soon shooting his seed into Brian. Thick ropes of cum cascaded into Brian, making Brian himself cum again from the intense pleasure. Blaine continued to hump Brian lightly after his orgasm subsided, trying to make the most of the pleasurable sensations that are felt immediately after an orgasm.
"I love you Bri," Blaine whispered.
"I love you too," Brian returned, as the two men fell asleep in each others arms, prepared for anything as long as they were together.
~To be continued. Send comments to RockLink00@aol.com.
T.J.