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I Won't Let You

A small snippet to counteract my melancholy. Visit my GLBT page!

"Ow, quit!"

Brian tried to roll away and found himself held tightly within Sean's stronger grasp. Irrational tears sprang to his eyes, and that pissed him off. It was bad enough that the big guys tried to roll all over him, but when it was one he really cared about it just turned everything into a big ball of wax. He was damned if he was going to let Sean think he could get the better of him. He yanked on his arm again and managed to pull free, giving himself a painful Indian burn in the process.

"Christ kiddo, lighten up!" Sean said as he rolled to his feet. He stood huffing, sweat glistening on his brow, hair in his eyes.

Brian rubbed his wrist and remained on his back on the blue tumbling mat. He bit his lower lip. After a deep breath he regained his composure, and the tears subsided without spilling over. Score one for me, he thought ruefully. He rolled up into a sitting position.

"I don't think you know your own strength sometimes," Brian said, oblivious to the fact that his green workout shorts ballooned open at the legs. "That's a vicious armbar you've got there."

Color suffused across Sean's cheeks and he squatted down so that their eyes were on the same level. "Martial arts practice," he said. "Can't let myself get soft now can I? Besides...." his voice trailed off and he turned his head.

"Besides what?" Brian said. He released the hold on his wrist and rested his forearms on his drawn up knees.

"Nothin'," Sean said. He turned and sat down, kept his face turned away.

Brian sat staring at Sean's profile. It was rare that they had time alone together like this. Usually it was just manly 'hey, how you doin'?' platitudes between them. He drew a deep breath and said, "It wasn't nothing."

Sean kept his face turned away and Brian hardly heard him say, "It's how I cuddle."

Quick as a wink Brian scooted closer, "No you didn't."

"Didn't what?" Sean said, finally turning back to meet Brian's eyes.

"You did not say you were trying to cuddle with me!" Brian said. He had shifted on to his hands and knees. His hair was standing up at wild angles, his eyes were wide, his lips parted.

"I wasn't trying Brian," Sean said, "I was doing."

"Fuck!" Brian said, and without warning he tumbled forward, sprawling Sean back on his back against the mat. He raised up, pinned Sean to the mat and locked his forearm across his chest. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Sean's mouth gaped open and the blush deepened on his cheeks, "I guess I thought that...it was obvious."

Instead of answering Brian lunged forward, caught Sean's lips in a fierce kiss. He pulled back and whispered, "I won't let you."

"Won't......let me?" Sean squeaked.

"Yeah," Brian growled. His other hand roamed down to cup Sean's ass, slide up to tuck under his waistband.

"Wait," Sean squawked, "What if someone comes in..."

"Then they'll get an eyeful," Brian said. "I've waited way too long for this..." He still kept Sean pinned as he worked his shorts down then reached up to snag his own down. He went in for another kiss as he molded their bodies together.

Sean arched back, broke free enough to pull Brian down more firmly atop him, slid his hips up to meet the downward thrust, "Fuck kiddo...." he moaned.

As fast as it started it was over, and Sean turned to settle Brian along the curve of his body. "Now you'll have to let me," he said, "Because this is how I cuddle..."

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