"Big Boy Blaine Wilson - Part VIII" Starring: Blaine Wilson, "Brian Smith"
Note: I do not know Blaine Wilson. He may or may not be gay. This, of course, is highly unlikely, considering he is now married. Remember, this story is complete fiction. It is NOT real! Please send all of your comments to RockLink00@aol.com.
I guess I should also apologize for the lateness of this next installment. "Late" is hardly even a word describing it - I think the previous installment was sent out last December! I suppose I thought that I had a good stopping point, and on top of that, it was my senior year and so I was spending a lot of my time researching different colleges. Then, over the summer, I had a full-time job and other obligations, so there was no way that I could continue the series. But, now that I'm in college, I have much more free time, and so I thought that I would try and start up the story again. So, with that said, enjoy this next installment.
Previously >>| While Brian and Blaine are staying in Sydney with the police officer, Sela Jones is caught. (Sela was the woman who trashed Blaine's apartment in the Athlete's Village, after obsessing over him for years). After staying the night at the officer's home, the two return to the U.S. On the plane ride home, Blaine is initiated into the Mile High Club, and he promises to return the favor to Brian as soon as he can.
"Blaine?" Brian asked. "Hmm?" Blaine whispered, rousing from his microsleep after the flight's energy-draining activities. "Just curious, but where is this flight going?" "It's headed to Denver, and then we have a connecting flight to Colorado Springs." Blaine began falling asleep again soon after replying.
In all of the excitement from Sydney, Brian had no idea where they were headed. He was happy, however, to learn that they were headed toward Colorado, his home state. Bri decided to tell Blaine all about himself and his family when they arrived at Colorado Springs. In all of the talks they had had, Bri tried to avoid talking about them due to the heartache associated with the subject.
Soon after the plane landed at Denver International Airport, another plane was whisking the two down to Colorado Springs. The flight was very short, no more than 20 minutes, due to the fact that the distance between the two cities was only about 60 miles. Given the amount of turbulence involved in the flight, the shortness was a big plus.
They landed at the Colorado Springs Municipal Airport, got their bags, and rented a car for the ride over to the Olympic Training Center. Blaine had stayed and trained there for several years, and had only been in Boston for the National Championships.
Blaine drove, as he knew the area well. He took the road from the airport, getting onto Powers Blvd. and taking it up following other side roads until he reached Union Blvd. From there, he traveled north for a couple of miles, finally reaching the Training Center.
Brian, who had been dozing throughout the car ride, awoke when the car stopped.
"We're here," Blaine smiled.
They grabbed all of their bags and headed up the stairs to Blaine's dorm.
"Just throw all of the bags down in the bedroom," Blaine said.
Brian nodded, walking into the room. He had to duck down to let his 6'3" frame under the doorway, but after that he was fine. The dorm was quite a bit larger than he had imagined it would be. There was a nice-sized bedroom, a small living room, and a small kitchen.
"So, this is your abode," Brian commented. "Yeah, it's been home for a few years now." "It's pretty nice." "It's not too bad, but it used to get quite lonely at times," Blaine mentioned. "But, now that you're here..."
Brian smiled and gave Blaine a hug. They sat down on the couch and decided to see if anything was on TV. After surfing the channels for several minutes, they decided that nothing was going to be found.
Brian decided that now was as good a time as any to tell Blaine his history.
"Blaine?" Bri inquired. "Yeah?" "You know when we were telling each other our 'life stories' back at the hotel in Boston?" "Uh-huh," Blaine replied. "Well, do you remember how I never talked about my parents, or my life outside of Boston?"
Blaine thought for a second, then nodded. "Well, there's a good reason for that," Brian whispered. "If you're willing to listen, I want to tell you about it." "Of course I do," Blaine smiled, kissing Bri on the cheek.
"Well, here goes. I guess you assumed that I had lived in Boston for a long time. In truth, I was only there for about a month or so. You see, I was sightseeing in Boston when I met Rob. I had tripped over the sidewalk as I was walking down the street and he helped me up. After that, we kind of hit it off. After about a week, Rob asked me to stay with him. I had been living in Denver at the time, and so I came home to pick up my clothes and some other items, and then I returned to Boston to live with Rob in his apartment."
Blaine nodded, and signaled for Brian to continue.
"Now to get into the hard part. I've actually lived in Denver for all of my life. After I had graduated high school, I went to the University of Denver to study international relations." Brian drew a breath before continuing on. "I stayed with my parents while I was at the university. We were very close and only became closer as the years went by."
A tear escaped Brian's eye after this statement. Blaine noticed immediately and brought his thumb up to wipe away the tear.
"Brian, what is it?" Blaine whispered, concern emanating from his voice. "It's all right," Brian whispered. "Let me continue. I... well, umm... About a month after I graduated, my parents decided to go on a ski trip up to Steamboat Springs. On the way back, they... well, they, umm...they died in a car accident," Brian whispered, now crying profusely.
Blaine took Brian into his arms and comforted him as best he could.
"Bri, you can stop now, it's all right." "No- no, I want to keep going...Just give me a second," Bri whispered.
After a couple of minutes had passed by, Brian had regained his composure.
"I suppose their deaths could have come at a worse time. I mean, I had just graduated and could easily support myself. But in another way, their deaths very possibly occurred at the worst time. I was planning on entering the Foreign Service, where I eventually wanted to become an ambassador to Spain. Needless to say, their deaths were a shock, but to me, it was even worse. They were my best friends, had been for several years, and I wanted them to see me start my career. So, after they died, I decided to hold off on entering the work force so that I could take some time off and think about things. My parents were pretty well off, after investing in good stocks and with both of them involved in good careers, and with my being an only child, they left me everything. So, I decided to take a year or two off and travel... try to deal with their deaths and maybe find someone." Brian smiled at Blaine.
"Anyway, the one year anniversary of their death is this December. One of the hardest things to deal with is the fact that my birthday is 3 days after this anniversary. I'll turn 25 then."
Brian stopped to drink a little water, then continued. "I do have to be thankful that Rob kicked me out that night, otherwise I would never have met you. I suppose I could have gone to a hotel, but I was so depressed that I just fell down in that alley where you found me. It wasn't so much that Rob had depressed me - I hadn't known him long enough, or rather, I didn't want to become that emotionally involved with him. The depression instead came from a 'relapse' of sorts into thinking of my parents. That night that we met, the crying was more for them than anything."
Brian stopped to reflect for a moment, then continued once more. "I think that's about it... I still own my parent's home in Highlands Ranch, just south of Denver. My Aunt Elisabeth and her daughter, Maxine, are taking care of it for me. I'm very close with them as well...Aunt Elisabeth always took care of me whenever my parents went on business trips.
"I just had to leave the house for a while, it was bringing back too many memories, and so I decided to go somewhere to escape. Boston was settled on, merely because I had never visited the northeast. And after Boston, I've been with you ever since." Brian smiled, pecked Blaine on the cheek, and took another sip of water.
"Wow," Blaine whispered. "I'm so sorry about your parents, Bri." "It's all right now...I've learned to accept their deaths over the past year."
Blaine leaned over to kiss Brian, and then commented, "Thanks for telling me Bri, I know it must have been hard for you." "It was, but I'm really glad that you know all about it."
With that, Brian and Blaine decided to head off for bed, after the long plane rides and the emotional conversation that had just passed.
Blaine awoke to a light breeze passing through the open window next to the bed. He leaned over to see Brian dozing softly beside him, his arm draped over Blaine's chest. He then glanced over at the clock, which read 8:00AM. Seeing as how the two had gone to bed at around 9:00 the last night, Blaine decided it was time to get up. He woke Brian up by giving him a light kiss, while keeping Bri's lower lip in his mouth. Bri woke up with a smile, and continued the kiss.
"Good morning," Blaine whispered after the kiss had been completed. "Mm-hmm," Bri replied. "What should we do for breakfast?" "I don't know...do you guys have room service?" Bri questioned jokingly. "Oh yeah, no charge either," Blaine sarcastically replied. "How about we just make some pancakes or something?" "That'll work."
So, they eventually got out of bed, made some pancakes, and then made their way into the living room to just hang out for a while. After a few moments, Blaine spoke up.
"Hey, Bri, I was wondering...Do you think that we could maybe move up to your house in Denver? I mean, I wasn't planning on staying here since I don't have to start major training again for quite a while. All I need to do is drive down here maybe once every couple of weeks so that I can practice my routines, and I can work out up in Denver between practices."
"Yeah, I think that would be nice. Now that you're here with me, I think I can handle living there just fine. Plus, there is a lot of exercise equipment up at the house," Bri smiled.
"Great! When do you want to head up there?" "Uh, I guess this weekend would be good. I'll have to call Maxine and Aunt Elisabeth to tell them that I'm moving back in, and then we can head up there."
"Sounds good."
So, Bri called his aunt and they packed up all of their clothes and all of Blaine's stuff from the dorm room, then packed it all into the car. They used the rental car since they found out they could return it up in Denver.
Bri drove the car up, taking Interstate 25 up to Highlands Ranch, finally reaching the house.
"Wow, you're loaded," Blaine laughed. Bri just smiled.
Bri drove the car up a long arched driveway, coming to a quite large house, and parked the car in front of a 3-car garage. Blaine looked over to Brian, whose eyes were already swelled up with tears.
"Bri, are you all right?" Blaine whispered. "Y-uh... Yeah, yeah, just a little overwhelmed." "We can leave if you need to." "No, I'll be okay...It's just that the sight of the house brought back so many memories."
Blaine squeezed Brian's leg for assurance, then got out of the car to grab some of his things. After a minute, Bri got out of the car and unlocked the house. He took a deep breath, then entered with Blaine holding his hand.
Brian smiled when he saw the house. He walked into the large entryway, completed with high vaulted ceilings and a large staircase near the door. He walked into the large living room, seeing a mammoth oil painting of his parents and himself hanging above the fireplace. The picture brought back too many memories once more, and his eyes started watering again. Blaine noticed this and decided to just hold him while he grieved.
"Listen, Bri. Why don't we go on some sort of vacation for a little while...Get your mind off of things?" "I...I guess so," Brian whispered, still quite upset.
Blaine smiled and lifted Brian's chin, wiping away a tear that had just escaped his eye. He kissed Bri's cheek, then got up to order some pizza for dinner.
Blaine then left to get the pizza, after Bri told him how to get there. He got back about twenty minutes later, carrying along with him some brochures as well.
"What are these?" Bri asked. "I picked up some brochures at this travel agency that was next to the pizza place. I thought it would give us some idea as to where we should go."
While they ate dinner, Brian perused over the pamphlets as Blaine watched. They finally decided on going somewhere tropical, and chose Aruba.
Blaine called a travel agency the next morning, and got tickets for 3 weeks in Aruba. They packed up all of their clothes a couple of days later, made all of the arrangements to keep the house taken care of, and headed for the airport that weekend in Brian's car, which had been at the house ever since he decided to go to Boston.
Their flight was to take them to Miami, and then they had to switch planes after a long layover and head to Aruba from there. After leaving Denver at about 10:00AM, they arrived in Aruba at about 7:30PM, accounting for the time difference.
"We're here," Blaine smiled as they entered the hotel.
It was quite large, situated right on the beach. Bri and Blaine walked up to the desk, and the receptionist handed them their key. Their room was on the 10th floor, and so they took the elevator up, finally entering the room.
It was a suite, and so it had a large living room area, along with a private bedroom, a small kitchen, and a large bathroom. There was also a large balcony which overlooked the beach below, complete with a perfect view of the full moon and its reflection over the ocean.
"This is perfect," Brian smiled. "It sure is." "Why don't we go check out that little restaurant we saw down on the beach?" Blaine suggested. "Sounds good."
So, they took the elevator down to the lobby, then walked to the back of the hotel where a small restaurant was located, right next to the perfect white sand beach. The place was all out in the open, with only a roof for covering. The waves could be heard easily over the light conversation in the restaurant.
Brian and Blaine sat at the table closest to the water, which was lit by a small candle in the center. They both ordered some shrimp and then ate in relative silence, listening to the waves crash over the beach and enjoying the atmosphere.
After about an hour, the two decided to go for a walk on the beach before heading back up to their room. They exited the restaurant area, walking along a dark stretch of the beach heading away from the hotel area. After a somewhat lengthy walk, they came to a cove where the beach ended and a large rock wall surrounded the small lagoon. Several large palm trees and small underbrush surrounded the beach, leaving about 7 feet of sand between the trees and the water. The rock wall caused the "swoosh" noise of the waves to echo throughout the small area, while the large palms blocked out the bright moon so that the cove was darkened, but the surrounding water was bright with the moon's reflection.
"This is amazing," Brian whispered. "You can say that again," Blaine smiled, winking at the same time.
Brian took the hint, and the two stripped off their clothes and got into the water. It was a very warm night, and the water was just as nice. A cool, refreshing breeze occasionally swept through the area, creating the perfect atmosphere as the two began to swim around. In the sky above, millions of bright stars could be seen as well, adding to an already amazing night.
After swimming for a short time, Blaine made his way over to Brian, latching himself onto his lover and giving him a deep kiss. Brian returned the gesture equally and slowly inserted his tongue into Blaine's awaiting mouth. Slowly, Brian explored Blaine's mouth with his tongue, savoring every moment and longing for it to continue. Blaine was every bit as willing for the kiss to remain indefinitely, and so he let his own tongue join in with Brian's.
After some time, Blaine broke the kiss gently, immediately attaching his lips to Bri's neck. He slowly licked down until he had reached Bri's chest, then took Bri in his arms and carried him up closer to the beach. Getting within a few feet of the waterline, Blaine softly placed Bri in the shallow water, which was just enough to keep both men out of the wind.
With that, Brian reached up and continued the kiss which had ended just moments ago, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck and pulling Blaine's body down to him. As his tongue entered Blaine's awaiting mouth, his fingers gently ran through Blaine's hair. Soon, Brian broke the kiss, then smiled up at Blaine and began to kiss his upper chest. He slowly turned over, causing the two to switch positions.
Brian reached down and caressed Blaine's hardened member, eliciting light moans from his companion. He eventually reached his goal, and began sliding his tongue over the head, causing Blaine to lift his body off of the sand in pleasure. After several seconds, Brian engulfed Blaine's entire tool, inducing a loud moan from Blaine.
Slowly, Brian removed his mouth from Blaine, opening his aching member to the cool breeze and causing yet another loud moan to escape Blaine's lips. After catching his breath, Blaine asked,
"Will you make love to me Bri?" "Of course, if you're ready," he replied. "Absolutely. I've been waiting for this since the day I met you."
So, the two men climbed further out of the water and closer to the beach, as Brian spit into his hand to lube himself. He smeared the 'lube' over his penis, moaning lightly from the pleasure that jolted through his body. He then situated himself above Blaine, so that they could look into each other's eyes. After being in the dark for quite some time, they had easily adjusted to the shadowy environment.
Brian positioned his cock in front of Blaine, and looked to Blaine for confirmation. Blaine smiled and nodded for him to continue. So, Brian very slowly entered his head into Blaine. Brian looked up to Blaine as he winced in pain. Blaine grabbed onto Brian so that he wouldn't pull out, and waited for a few moments until he nodded for Brian to continue. Eventually, Brian's 7.5 inches had completely entered Blaine. He was thicker than Blaine, and so it took more time for Blaine to adjust. Finally, Blaine nodded that he was ready. He smiled up to Brian with a look of pure love emanating from his eyes.
Brian slowly exited Blaine, leaving only his head inside, then slowly entered him once more. After a few minutes, Brian began to get a slow rhythm, gaining momentum as time passed. Brian began to moan lightly as he started plowing into Blaine with more speed.
"Yeah," Brian whispered, sheer pleasure increasing with each thrust. "Mm-hmm," Blaine replied, running his hands over Brian's arms.
Brian slowed for a few seconds and leaned down to give Blaine a loving kiss, then continued.
As Brian's thrusting gained more and more momentum, water could be heard splashing between the two men's bodies, heard over the waves only by the two lovers themselves. Similarly, the two men were moaning quite loudly at this point, however, the echoes of the waves permeating the air of the cove drowned out any of their noises.
After several minutes, Blaine signaled his oncoming orgasm by lifting his body up to push Brian as deep inside him as possible. He exhaled a deep breath as a thick rope of cum exploded from his aching member, followed by a loud groan from Blaine. Several smaller ropes followed the first, until Blaine's body rested itself back onto the beach.
After Brian had propelled himself into Blaine a few more times, his thrusting slowed down considerably, and he took a deep breath as his head tilted back in ecstasy. A feeling of complete and utter pleasure rushed through Brian's body, inducing his long-awaited release. With a very loud groan, Brian emptied his seed into Blaine, who could feel each shot that erupted from the member inside him.
"Ungh," Brian moaned, laying his body on top of Blaine's. At that point, their two bodies seemed to solidify into one for a brief period, as both men were completed depleted of any energy. Brian smiled down at Blaine, kissing him on the forehead and then removing himself from Blaine.
"I love you," Blaine whispered. "I love you too," Brian replied, rolling himself off of Blaine so that both could stare up into the sky at all of the stars above. Extreme relaxation took over both men, and slowly but surely they fell into a slumber while listening to the waves crash over the rocks nearby.
A few hours later, Brian awoke with a start. He glanced around, letting his eyes adjust to the bright moon overhead, which had moved away from the palm trees and illuminated the entire cove. The water surrounding the two sparkled in the white light that hung high above them. Brian smiled, making a mental note to take as many pictures of this place as he possibly could before they left Aruba.
After taking the enchanting scene in, he leaned over to see his angel snoring softly beside him, his naked body curled up against Brian's. While he hated to wake someone who was so obviously comfortable, he knew that they needed to get back to the hotel before the sunrise truly illuminated the cove.
"Blaine," Brian whispered softly. "Blaine, wake up babe..."
Eliciting no observable response from Blaine, Brian then lightly tapped Blaine's shoulder, and leaned in to kiss Blaine on the lips.
"Mmmmm," Blaine moaned, savoring the warmth of Brian's lips as his eyes slowly opened to see Brian. "Good 'morning'," Brian whispered. "It sure is," Blaine whispered, kissing Brian on the forehead. "We better head back to the hotel...looks like the sun will be coming up before too long," Bri commented. "All right," Blaine whispered. "But only if you promise that we'll come back here." "You couldn't keep me away from this place."
With that, the two slowly got out of the water, shivering at the still present breeze that was sweeping through the area, while stretching their bodies to get all of the soreness from their sleeping positions out. They then rushed up to the beach and grabbed their towels, quickly putting their clothes on and beginning the long walk back to the hotel.
~To be continued. Please send your comments to RockLink00@aol.com.
T.J.