Whisper Back Your Love Chapt 2: The Search is On

Whisper Back Your Love Chapt 2: The Search is On

Claire felt him drifting off and she eased herself from the bed. She could already hear that little wheeze from his deviated septum. He was going to be fine. She would be here today and probably tomorrow but then Justin would be the one getting the updates. She had given him clues - all he had to do was follow them. He’d be there soon. She thought about how she got there. She needed a smoke. She looked to her left and was shocked to find Brian awake and looking at her.

"You really should let the meds work."

Brian nodded "no."

"Listen. There’s something I need to tell you. I know that you didn’t want me to tell him and I didn’t but I left a note and it’s only a matter of time before he figures it out and he comes here."

Claire couldn’t believe she had gotten it all out in one breath but she looked at Brian and he was panicking. He was getting up. She jumped to her feet to force him back down but was caught off guard when the door flew open.

They both were frozen when they came face to face with one pissed-off Justin Taylor.

"Save it Claire!" Justin said. "I would like to thank you for leaving me the clue to figure out where this jackass had run off to but I have it covered. You can leave now. I’ll call you after he and I have a chance to talk."

"Well. It might be kind of hard to get anything out of him. He’s been given something for the pain but he’s fighting the effects.

"We’ll be fine. I’ll call you later."

Okay, Justin. I knew that you needed to be here and no matter what he does or says he wanted you here."

"I know. Thanks for keeping him safe." Justin watched Claire leave and then he approached the bed.

"I don’t want you to say anything. How could you do that? You planned this huge event and you knew that I was trying to make the decision. The decision that would change my life and you made me choose him. Everyone told me you were looking for me and then I went looking for you. Where do I find you? In the backroom with your dick shoved up someone’s ass! You knew that would affect me. You knew that I would run to him. Once again I let you shove me off a cliff. Then I leave because I think it’s what you want and I find that stupid note on Ethan’s car. Why didn’t you tell me? What’s wrong? Are you going to just lay there and not say anything? Fine, don’t say a word just feel this.

Brian didn’t know what to think. His mind was full of all kinds of thoughts and he just couldn’t find any words but Justin understood. He knew that. Justin took off his clothes and crawled on top of me.

"Justin I..I…."

"No talking."

Justin devoured Brian’s mouth. He didn’t know exactly what was going on but he could see it. Brian needed this and so did he. He needed to feel Brian. He kissed down his neck, right on the spot he knew Brian loved. He got a weird noise from Brian - sort of a garbled gasp, not his usual moan. He kissed down the center of Brian’s chest and took one of his nipples in his mouth and gave it a little pull between his teeth. He thought Brian would leap from the bed. He was straddling Brian. He could feel his cock getting harder and harder. He continued kissing him until he got to his belly button. He dipped his tongue inside and there was that weird sound again.

"Brian?" He looked into Brian’s eyes. They begged him to continue but there were no words. Brian wasn’t talking.

Brian’s body was on fire. It was like Justin knew how to touch him. He knew his body unlike any other and Brian knew that he should be pushing him away. He should be telling him so many things. That was the problem, the telling. He couldn’t tell him why he was there in that clinic. He wanted him to be there but he couldn’t tell him that either. He would just enjoy this for the moment and when it was all over he would send him on his way. It was for the best but he needed this. He looked down at the face smiling at him and then Justin took his entire length in his mouth. His knees felt weak. He could feel it coming. Justin knew what he was doing. He was going to cum. He was going to cum for Justin.

Justin looked up. He knew that look. Brian’s eyes had glazed over as he continued to lick down the vein of his cock and massage his balls with his other hand. He knew he was close but this was not what he wanted. He was going to make Brian cum but not until he was deep, deep inside of him. Then Brian threw his head back and did his best to lift his body from the bed to shove his warm cock deeper down Justin’s eager throat. Justin took two fingers and pushed them into Brian’s tight channel and began to scissor him open.

Brian was shocked by the bold move Justin had just taken. It caught him off-guard. It was so totally unexpected. The truth was that he had let Justin top him three times since the night he and Mikey were arrested but it wasn’t something that he was going to let him do often. Then it dawned on him that this would be the last time they would be together so he let it happen. He wanted it to happen. He did his best to fuck himself on Justin’s fingers, just hoping that he would remove them soon and give him what he wanted, what he needed? He needed Justin’s cock. He wanted Justin’s cock deep inside him.

Justin’s emotions were getting the better of him. Something was seriously wrong. He knew that Brian loved sex but he barely said a word during all of this. What most people didn’t know was that Brian was very verbal during sex. When he was really enjoying himself he’d groan and sometimes even moan Justin’s name but this was weird. Lots of garbled sounds and soft moans. It made this seem more intense, and then he would pause and look into Brian’s eyes and see that the need was there. He needed this.

Justin grabbed the inner sides of Brian’s thighs and brought his hole up close to him so he could taste him. Brian was very compliant in maneuvering his body so that he had access to his hole. Justin slowly stuck his tongue inside and began to fuck Brian’s tight hole with his tongue. He finally got what he wanted. Brian let out that oh so familiar gasp and his eyes shot open. Justin rolled his tongue around and he could feel his channel getting looser and looser. He pulled out and Brian’s hole winked at him, begging for his cock. It was time he gave it what it wanted.

Brian could barely hold on. His cock was hard lying against his stomach from where Justin had abandoned it. It was leaking precum and making a small puddle on his chest. Justin swooped down on Brian’s mouth and kissed him deeply. Brian could taste his juices and he liked it.

Justin looked deep into his eyes and asked him "What do you want?"

Brian could barely fight the lump in his throat but he whispered, "I want you inside me…Now!"

That was all Justin needed. He spread Brian’s legs as wide as he could and he lined his dick up with Brian’s entrance. He looked him deeply in the eyes and asked, "Are you ready?"

Brian said "Yes" and he entered him. Brian let out a loud moan and Justin knew he’d hit the spot right on the first try. He put his hands on either one of Brian’s shoulders to use them as leverage to continue ramming in and out of Brian.

Brian couldn’t contain himself. He uttered sounds that he didn’t even think he was capable of. He wrapped his legs around Justin’s waist to force him in deeper and his arms around him tighter. He wanted Justin to use him up. He felt his balls tighten and before he knew it, his seed had spilled between the two of them. When he finally came, he came buckets between the two of them. His body relaxed and he could finally feel the sedative taking effect and for the first time he didn’t care. He needed his rest after that. He would let Justin stay the night. He’d wait for the morning to kick the boy out.

Justin quickly cleaned off both of them and got rid of the condom. He looked at Brian and Brian didn’t say a word.

"Brian?" He opened his mouth to speak but then he closed it again.

"It’s fine Brian. You can tell me in the morning. You just rest now. Don’t worry about a thing. I know. You’ve already told me.

Brian could feel himself drifting off but Justin was talking and he was trying to hear what he had said. "What did you say Justin?"

Justin looked him deeply in the eyes and said "I said. Do you know what happens now?"

"No. Justin, what? You die!"

"What?" Brian could feel the panic coming back. Then Justin sprung to life and wrapped both of his hands around his neck.

"Justin? Please, what are you doing?" Brian could feel the life slipping from his body and Justin’s grip getting tighter and tighter around his neck. Just then his hospital room door burst open and Ethan came in with his fiddle, playing some kind of death tome. The walls of the room faded away and Justin was still choking the life out of Brian as he fought his hardest to get him off but he couldn’t. The disease was making him too weak. He looked into Justin eyes but it was no longer Justin. It was his father. Jack had him in a death grip

They were no longer in the hospital. They were in a cemetery. At a grave site. All of Brian’s closest family and friends were there weeping and crying for Brian and he could see them all as they lowered him into the ground.

"Let me go, Jack!"

"Don’t fight it, Sonnyboy! You were never meant to be a family man.

Brian looked to his left and watched his body being lowered into the ground but there was something weird. He could hear pounding from inside the casket! He wasn’t dead. He was alive inside….nooooo!

Claire was jolted from her sleep by Brian’s hand slapping her in the face. What the fuck? It took her minute to realize what had happened? She had fallen asleep holding on to Brian. He was having some kind of nightmare.

"Brian. Wake up! He was in a deep sleep because of the sedative. He opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out. Spit dribbled from the side of his mouth and she realized he was having trouble swallowing. He began to choke on his own saliva. She grabbed suction from over the bed and cleared his mouth. She did her best to shake him awake but he was thrashing and then his eyes shot open.

"Brian?" She turned him on his side and he looked at her like he was about to speak but his face crumbled. His eyes begin to roll back into his sockets and she had to hold him down as he went into a seizure. "Brian!" She held him down with one hand the best she could and with the other one she pressed the call button on the side of the bed.

"I need some help in here right fucking now!"

Michael walked into the loft to see stuff being thrown all around.

"Justin, what’s going on?"

"Look at this place. It’s a mess. He took all his clothes. He left me this." Justin handed Michael the Deed to the loft. It had been turned over to Justin.

"He fucking left you the loft?"

"Yeah, and the jeep. There’s a fucking Life Insurance Policy. There’s actually two - each for a million dollars. I’m the beneficiary of one and Gus is of the other. He fucking left a letter and a whole bunch of shit I can’t understand.

"Justin, the thing to do now is not panic."

"Not panic, not panic. Are you fucking mad! He’s somewhere dying. I know it. I can feel it my bones Michael. He’s your best friend. Tell me you don’t feel it."

"I feel it, Justin. I know that something is wrong. What we have to do is calm down and find him. I’ve searched everywhere I can possibly think of and I can’t find him. There’s no clue.

"He’s fucking paid up the next two semesters at PIFA."

"Hey, look! There’s a message on the answering machine.

Justin and Michael walked over to the answering machine that was blinking, indicating there was a message. They waited and heard the familiar voice of Cynthia come on the line. She said she had the stuff and would be leaving after she checked in to the office. They knew she was the person to get in touch with.

"We can’t go to her now Justin. It’s almost four in the morning. She probably just managed to get to sleep after the party."

"Fine, but we go first thing in the morning."

"I’ll go home and tell Ben to pack a few things because tomorrow the search is on."