STICKS, MAYBE STONES TOO

What was that?

George

That had to be one of the toughest decisions he has ever had to make in his life. Leaving Brandon hanging. The man was literally a step away from begging to be fucked

At that moment George still had to act like the responsible one. Torturing both him and Brandon, but he was right. I they had gone all the way tonight Brandon would have regretted it the next morning.

Even though they were newly weds and it was their wedding night it was not compulsory to consummate their marriage on that very night.

George could wait, he could wait until Brandon fell in love with him before going all the way, the it would not just be s*x. It would be making love. The joining of two mean who loved each other.

For a moment when Brandon had suggested a one year contract marriage, George had panicked fearing the worst. The suicide attempt had traumatized him and he did not know to what extent yet. He feared Brandon would leave him again but after thinking things through he realized that Brandon had left him in charge of drawing up the contract.

He was not going to include a pre nuptial agreement clause but he would make so that Brandon would never be able to leave in this lifetime.

Brandon had thought he was clever, giving himself an out instead he had set up a trap then fell for it himself. He had handed himself over without realizing it.

George could not help but chuckle while thinking about it. It would be to late when he realizes he can leave any more.

Sitting in bed palming himself through his pants feeling that delicious friction George imagines Brandon's hands on him. Caressing him, pulling, tugging, mouth exploring, hot tongue sucking, licking.

“Brandon ah ah..." he lets out a breathy moan. Filled with want, need more friction he hurriedly pushes down his pants eager, needy.

Brandon had gotten him painfully hard. He was like a teenager again, a teenager in love! The thrill of having Brandon in his life, he had married the only man he had ever wanted. It was a satisfactory feeling, conquering Brandon to him held more meaning than signing business deals, it was just too bad that Brandon had no idea how much he meant to then man. If he did who could have taken advantage of the situation and demanded for all of his heart's desires,

But now that he did not know he would still waste time racking his brains trying to come up with was to ask things from his husband. For George as long as Brandon was not leaving him he would agree to practically anything. 

The wife slaves club had gained an honorary member.

The door suddenly opens, Brandon peeping only for his eyes to open wider at the site before him. Calculated steps he walks towards the bed holding eye contact breathing quicker he kneels at the foot of the bed between George's legs.

George's breathe hitches, rushing out faster and faster as Brandon's hand joins his holding his shaft. j*********f faster, his moans getting louder. Chanting Brandon over and over again like a prayer, a promise. His consciousness swimming, mind reeling, George could almost swear he saw stars!

He explodes, right in his own hands. He had m*********d before, he was a man after all but nothing had felt like this. This was magical!

Opening his eyes, slowly looking around he realises the was no Brandon. He had had a wet dream in the middle of the day and he was not even asleep!

HE WAS DOOMED! Doomed in the hands of a man who had no idea how much power he held over him.

The world indeed worked in mysterious ways, he chuckled.

Dragging himself to finally take that shower he had left Brandon for.

Brandon

When George had gotten off of him right when things were getting heated he had felt really self conscious. All the depreciating thoughts from all the times Elvis had humiliated him in his previous life rushing back in.

That was untill George said he wanted to wait, wanted him to be sure, to fall in love first.

George Anderson was a hopeless romantic! If the rest of the world knew this his reputation of being a cold CEO would go to s**t. Brandon chuckled just thinking about it.

In fact he had been a little glad inside when George had stopped, he knew he was really ready for the next step yet but every thing they were doing had felt so good he was not willing to put a stop it.

In his previous life Elvis had never cared about his feelings, he always took what he wanted and left. Tony had always that that the problem was him, that he was not good enough. No matter what he did Elvis was never satisfied. In this life Brandon had been a virgin, he had never experienced falling in love with anyone.

The feeling of being put first was so beautiful it brought tears to his eyes. This rebirth thing was clearly the universe making up for the shitty cards Tony had been handed and he was going to take full advantage of it.

But first he needed a bath to cool himself down. How he had gotten to this he did not know because he had been packing up his stuff ready to move into the university hostels.

He had given himself a pep talk, prepared a speech to show his sincere feelings but George just had to walk into his room, looking at him like that, talking like that making him feel mushy inside.

The man had made him forget all his plans. Just like that and Brandon was not sure whether that was a good or bad thing.

Getting of the shower preparing for bed Brandon promises to talk to George tomorrow, to avoid all temptations and pursue his task. To face George.

But the question is, will he succeed?

Will George let him actually live in the hostel?