November Falls - 13. Chapter 13 Brady

“How could I do what?” Ember said standing in front of me with his arms crossed, but with a smug look on his face. Damn, his beautiful face. I looked away.

“You’ve made it perfectly clear that you can’t stand to be near me, November. Why would you say something to Mikey, ruining my date like that?” my hand swept up brushing my hair back in frustration. “After everything I’ve been through, lying to my parents, my ex-wife, my children, but worst of all myself, I need to move on, I need to find… happiness! November,” I growled at his stupid, beautiful, smug face.

Ember dropped his arms chuckling, he strode past me, into what looked like was probably the kitchen, “I need a coffee for this, you want one?” he looked back at me, “seriously, that guy’s name was Mikey? What is he five-years-old?” That’s what I said.

I stood in his living room scratching my head, confused, was I supposed to follow him? He still hadn’t answered my question, he didn’t even seem upset that I barged into his place yelling at him. Now I’m confused and angry, mostly because my anger was waning, and I’d come over here to let him have it. God dammit November, this isn’t how I saw this playing out. I know he knows I been in… love, lust, or something since high school and now it’s like he’s having fun at my expense. Prick!

My eyes searching his house, this room subconsciously I guess, I think I was cataloguing his tastes or style the little hints of him, the person, strangely enough it didn’t feel weird looking around, it was a lot nicer than I expected. It was clean, neat, and tidy, that is no surprise. Even his workshop was always pristine, everything in its place, the tools, and equipment all looked newish even though well used. I wonder if he decorated himself, the walls are white with a tinge of grey, with one solid red feature wall. The sofa was black leather, all other furniture in the room was black with chrome. Behind the sofa on the wall hung three black and white prints of street art, with a common red accent to match the room, they really are striking, creating a focal point. The look was modern but still felt homey and lived in.

Ember stepped back into the walkway from the kitchen, flashing his million-dollar smile at me, “You can come in here and keep yelling if you want.” Asshole! I moved toward the kitchen cautiously, My throat was dry, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest I think my body was switching to a fight-flight reflex. November is never this calm around me, he is usually ready to give me what for, for no reason, or for something I did as a teenager. After the fight we’d had last night, how he behaved at ‘The Yard,’ I have to wonder if he was lulling me into a false sense of security before he let me have it. Standing at the edge of the kitchen, I watched as he slipped a pod into the coffee maker closing the tab, it sounded like the milk was already warming from the whirring sound emitting from the machine.

“Sit down, Brady,” he said indicating to a chair at the breakfast table, it was more of a command rather than an invitation. I think I should be a little frightened, there is no way I am backing down from him now though. I came over here ready to argue, I just wanted him to leave me alone, but he’s been eerily non-combative. Not knowing what else to do, I anxiously slid into a chair clasping my hands together and waited while Ember busied himself at the coffee machine, eventually putting a cappuccino in front of me. As I brought the coffee to me something caught my eye, coffee art, it is a love heart set in a whirlpool. This is unexpected, Ember sat across from me with his short black espresso. One hand holding the glass, the other taking a biscuit from the plate he had perched on the table, even they were presented in a design. I so do not understand this guy, it would take an entire lifetime to work him out. I looked at him bewildered, who is this guy? Ember seemed to be oblivious to my surprise at his coffee talents and offered me a biscuit, I declined naturally, at this point I wasn’t too sure they weren’t poisoned or if I could swallow it without choking.

“So,” November waved with his hand, “continue, I’m listening, you were yelling, I cockblocked you or something?” he smirked.

Why is he smirking at me?

“God you’re an asshole,” I blurted, losing my patience.

“I haven’t done anything Brady,” he chuckled, “You came in here accusing me of cockblocking you, so explain, how did I cockblock you, Brady Douglass?” He seemed relaxed coffee in one hand, the other stretched out in front of him, taking somewhat delight in asking how I’d been cockblocked, what it’s a new word for you or something.

“God, you’re infuriating,” I stood, “First you interrupt my date sitting at the next table,” I said standing up backing away from him angrily, “then you bump me while I’m sitting in my chair as you go past. You know just to make sure I know you’re there,” I stopped moving, I could feel my neck and face reddening with anger and frustration. Raising a finger at November, “on top of that you follow my date into the bathroom spouting god knows what bullshit telling the man I’m involved. Which, I’m not. What the hell is wrong with you November?” My hands were shaking and clenched subconsciously, then the rest of me began to shake, the energy it takes to be this mad… I leaned against the buffet, trying to catch my breath trying to get my feeling under control.

November stood knocking his chair back, startling me, “Really, that’s what you think? I’m not sure if you noticed, but the others sat down at that table, a few minutes later I joined them. If I had known you were there, trust me, I would have insisted we sit somewhere else. And while were micro- analysing everything, I didn’t knock your chair on purpose Brady, I wasn’t the best after last night. Yes, yes, I know self-inflicted,” Ember said putting his hands up defensively. “I was making my way to the bar, my stomach had other plans, so I stumbled to the bathroom to lose my lunch. After that thrilling experience, I came out of the stall and your boyfriend “Mikey,” was there at the sink, the only words I said to him after he spoke to me was, “Do I know you?” that’s it. The rest he conjured up for himself. I was hardly in a position to orchestrate anything in the bathroom today Brady, geez, I was having enough trouble keeping upright.” November up righted his chair then angrily shoved it back under the table hard enough to make the cups jump tipping them over, coffee spilling everywhere. “Dammit!”

“Shit!” I looked around the kitchen for a cloth or paper towel. November pointed to the hanging rack, I pulled off the whole roll tossing it to him, then quickly moved back to help clean up the mess. November’s hand touched mine, so I grabbed it, he looked at my hand on his arm then lifted his eyes piercing into mine. He looked hurt, I could see it right there in his eyes. My chest tightened, and my stomach was in turmoil. He had been telling me the truth, how easy it is to misconstrue an entire series of events. I feel like a pathetic petty asshole. I should never have come over here. Shit, I’m going to get fired over this. Crap! Crap! Crap!

“I’m sorry November, I-am, I-can’t afford to lose my job over this, plus all the fighting between us. I just can’t do this anymore, it’s too hard,” then I proceeded to rant like a crazy man. I was afraid I’d made everything worse. God dammit! “I’m sorry I accused you, I really am,” I took another deep breath, “I need this job, I’ve just moved out from my folks. I have Novy to support, not to mention my share of Katie, my daughter’s living expenses while she’s at Uni.”

I am not even sure Ember heard me, he was breathing heavily, his nostrils flared, his eyes were glued to mine, flicking between my eyes and my lips. The next thing I knew I was plastered against the wall, his mouth hit mine with a crushing blow, our teeth clacked together, our tongues were fighting a duel separate from us. My heart was beating so fast, he had me pinned by my mouth and his leg between mine, holding me in place I was going nowhere. My cock had gone hard the second he put me up against the wall, and his lips touched mine.

“You’re not… going to lose… your job, Brady,” he said panting I could feel his lips move against mine when he spoke, he’d broken the kiss so we could get some air but only pulled away enough that our mouths were separated by a gnats hair.

“Okay,” I growled, chasing the kiss pushing him backward, our lips smashed together again in a searing kiss, as November stepped back hitting the chair I had been sitting on, it went on its side with a bang. He pushed me back against the wall then we slid along it as we kissed, it was hot, fiery, passionate, possessive, it was twenty-something years of pent-up lust. He backed me into the living room, past the buffet, by now pretty much everything has been swept off onto the floor. Ember’s hands slipped under my shirt lifting it over my head. My skin tingling from his touch, in an instant his lips were back on mine, I ripped off his shirt, Ember groaned as our lips met again, his tongue swept across my bottom lip, my dick twitched under the confines of my jeans. The tender moment was short-lived, with a bite and another lick to my lip. His tongue speared into my waiting mouth, I could not help fight the overwhelming urge to suck on his tongue with all my pent-up desire, I could hear Ember groaning; It was… hot, I’ve wanted this to happen all my adult life.

November steered me backward while pushing me down the hallway as I was toeing off my Chucks, ‘pop’ there goes ‘pop, pop, pop,’ the buttons on my jeans. His hands slipped inside, my pants falling down past my hips stopping around my knees. He continued to pull at them getting increasingly frustrated as we continued down the hallway only stopping so I could step out of them. November pushed me up against the wall, a deep rumble escaped Ember, I could feel it vibrate through my entire body. I love it when he does that. He ran his hands up my arms lifting them above my head pinning them to the wall our bodies pressed toghther. The short, frantic kisses moved along my jawline stopping at the soft spot just below my ear, he pushed his fully clad groin into mine, “Nghhh, Ember…” my voice rough and growly with lust. Ember bit into my neck then soothed the mark with his tongue, my knees almost gave out, he’d found the spot. I pushed away from the wall using my torso to push Ember back, forcing him to loosen the grip on my hands, freeing them.

We stared into each other's eyes, pupils were blown, lips were swollen our faces flushed red with lust. Ember ran his tongue over his bottom lip as he tried to catch his breath. Fuck it! I grabbed Ember’s hair with both hands pulling him towards me, “Bedroom,” I sounded before resuming my attack on his mouth. Ember grabbed me by the back of my thighs lifting me off the ground, arms and legs immediately wrapped around his firm muscly body, kissing him as he moved us into the bedroom. Next minute we fell through the bedroom doorway, landing on the floor in a tangled mess of arms and legs. We glanced at each other then burst out laughing breaking the tension.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” I answered breathlessly.

The laughter didn’t last more than a few seconds, I crawled to his feet tugged at his house pants at the ankle whipping them off. Ember’s cock slapped back against his adonis plate, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I could not take my eyes off of his cock, it was beautiful, long, thick – un-fucking-cut. “Fark! Ember,” my eyes meeting his, he grinned as I crawled between his legs. Pre-cum dripping from the end pooling on his abdomen, I leaned over him running my tongue through, I have to taste him, need to taste him. The salty sweet flavor is intoxicating, Ember growled, “Damn Brady,” his hand reaching down gripping my hair pulling me up into a deep kiss.

Ember rolled us over, so he was on top of me, he pulled up to his knees, then standing. He offered his hand stretched out to help me off the floor, I placed my hand in his, the same electric shock from the first kiss rippled through my body making me tingle all over. One hand snaked around his body his sliding up over my shoulder blade, his feet shifted between mine guiding me back toward the bed. The back of my legs hit the bed, Ember gently lowered me to the mattress, one arm supporting my back the other cradling my neck. It was powerful, yet gentle at the same time, Ember nudged my right knee away then slipped between my legs, he was clearly in control. All I want is him inside me, to feel what it’s like to be one with him. Ember must have been able to read my mind, he let out a growl from deep within.

“Ember…please…I need you in me now,” I could hear the neediness in my voice, but I don’t give a shit, I am all sorts of needy with him naked above me.

Ember swept my hair back from my face, “You sure?”

“No more talking,” I lifted my hips chasing some friction, “Hurry up.”

“Impatient,” Ember chuckled as he lifted himself onto his knees his eyes drinking me in from my face to my now very rigid cock a pool of pre-cum now forming on my abdomen, he leaned forward over me reaching for the nightstand drawer, fumbling he then returned with a condom and some lube.

I smiled at Ember, “Were you a boy scout.”

Ember chuckled, “Be prepared.”

Reaching out I pulled Ember back down I needed to feel his lips, I needed another taste, my senses were crazy, all I could feel was Ember, all I could taste was Ember, all I could smell was Ember, he is all I’ve ever wanted, he is right here right now. At some point my legs had wrapped around Ember, I pulled his hardness down on to me. It is heaven, the friction of his silky hardness rubbing against mine is overwhelming. Oh my god, this is better than anything I have ever dreamed of. The imagination is nothing compared to the real thing. How did I waste half of my life being scared?

Breaking the kiss, “Please Ember, now, need you now,” I said panting, a look on Ember’s face somewhere between a smile and lust broke out. He nibbled on my chin moving along my jawline to my ear, he nipped and kissed his way down to my collar bone, I twisted around for him to hit that soft spot below my ear, but ran his tongue down to my nipple. My cock twitched at the sensation of his tongue flicking the nub, licking and sucking me into his mouth. My head fell back moaning with every lick, nip that Ember was laying on me, “goddammit Ember,” he kissed across my chest to the other nipple where he bit it this time it hurt but in a good way, his teeth dragging as he pulled away.

A jolt shot throughout my body, a deeper moan escaped. Ember must think I’m some sort of wanton slut. I don’t care. He continued south licking, nipping down my abs along my happy trail, I couldn’t help it my back arched, hips lifting off the bed to the sound of ember moaning as his stubbly cheek brushed against my already throbbing manhood continuing down to the root of me. When I felt his hot tongue press against my base, I gasped my breath catching. This is so much more than I ever imagined. It’s surreal, Ember here with me, Then he ran his tongue all the way up to the tip, drinking me in, my whole body tingled in response to his ministrations I felt like I was on fire, “Oh my god, oh god, Ember,” he looked up I was caught in his piercing gaze, I will never forget the look as long as I live, he read my mind. He slipped me again into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the head, my hand shot down, running my fingers through his hair, gripping tightly, I pushed my hips trying to pump up into his mouth, Ember pushed my hips back down, a smile donned his face. Ember lunged down, taking most of me, he groaned my name the vibration ran through my body, my breathing had become short gasps, I fisted the sheets trying to stave off cumming.

Ember sensing my impending release, gently tugged down on my balls, quelling my need to cum. Ember let me slip out of his mouth, my cock slapped against my stomach, the thrill of the cool air flowing over my cock, my knees pulling back exposing my hole to him. Ember’s hands slid up the backs of my thighs pushing my knees down and apart, laying me wide open, he slipped one orb into his mouth rolling it around, the hot, wet sensation coupled with Ember’s moaning, the vibration, it is intense, he released me, moving to the other repeating...

“Fuck Ember, oh fuck… stop teasing me,” I groaned.

Ember moved down my gooch, massaging with his tongue, “Who me,” he muffled, while heading south.

“Stop fucking around,” I growled.

Ember responded by biting my inner thigh, growling “Be patient, we’ve waited twenty years, I’m not rushing this.”

“Oh, November, yes, yes, yes…”

The first swipe of Ember’s tongue across my puckering hole, my body come alive in a way I could never imagine, it’s almost too much to process, “Yes, Ember, oh fuck, Ember, yesss,” his tongue licking and lapping at my pulsating entrance, the feeling of the sharp scratch of his stubble is becoming too much, I started shaking uncontrollably.

“Please, please, fuck me Ember, I’m begging you.”

That very moment he pushed his finger into me, slowly twisting around, I quickly adjusted to his invasion. My groans of “More!” were met by Ember with a second well lubed finger, his fingers twisting gently inside me starting to scissor, a third finger joining, opening me up, as he rolled me onto my side pushing my knee up close to my chest.

Ember asked, “Brady are you sure?”

I twisted my head to see a caring expression on Ember’s face, my heart swelled, “Yes.”

He gently pulled his fingers from me, iliciting a whimper, from the loss of him being inside me. I have never felt so vulnerable in my life. Ember reached over me grabbing the foil packet and lube on the bed, holding the packet in front of me, I took it from him, it was his way of asking me again if I really wanted this. I do, I want him, all of him not just a hook up, but the whole nine-yards. Opening the pack with some urgency, and holding it out, Ember grabbed the condom out of the opened packet. I heard the pop of the lube opening, a few second later I felt his warmth press against my opening, he pressed inside me, the pain is intense I closed my eyes, tipping my head to hide the pain from Ember.

“Has it been a while?” His voice laced with concern.

I nodded my head, the words wouldn’t come forth, pushing further into me stopping again letting my body adjust.

“Ah, Brady, you’re so tight, so hot, nghh!”

His words soothing me, my body relaxed immediately, Ember felt my body’s reaction, he pushed deeper inside me.

“Are you okay, Brady?” his hand running down my spine, the other resting on my knee.

“Yes Ember, fuck me.”

He pushed deeper until he bottomed out on me, he held still for some time allowing me to fully adjust. He withdrew, sliding back in again, increasing in speed and length, until I could hear his balls slapping against me. November pulled back almost completely out of me, rolling me onto my back in one swift movement. I was locked into his gaze again, he pushed back into me in one deliberate movement leaning down, claiming my mouth at the same time. Our tongues dancing while we moaned into each others mouths, he pumped into me harder and faster our mouths still locked together deepening our kiss more and more. It was truly passionate, Ember’s hand slipped between our bodies, grabbing hold of my manhood, pistoning me with the same rhythm. Ember shifted his angle of attack slightly hitting something inside me, I saw stars, I couldn’t hear anything, feel anything just a powerful surge of electricity making every nerve in my body come alive, with every stroke that same feeling swept over me wave after wave, “Ember, I’m gonna cum.”

“Yeah, Brady, cum for me, cum together,” Ember’s voice thick with lust, arching my back gripping the sheets, I cried out his name over and over.

“Ember, oh fuck, Ember… November,” I roared, as the boiling sensation deep inside me spreading throughout, I started cum. Ember pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty, he ripped the condom off, stroked himself twice then spraying with his juice, painting me from cock all the way up to my face, some landing on my glasses. Ember fell forward hands either side of my head, kissing me tenderly, lovingly, deeply, our bodies intertwined, rolling onto our sides we continued to kiss. Embers hand running up and down my spine, mine pressing against his hip pulling him to me. We kissed, unhurried, savouring the moment, saving this time together.

I giggled uncontrollably into Ember’s mouth, he pulled back looking at me incredulously, “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, nothing Ember, I’m just so happy,” a cheeky smile broke out across Ember’s face.

“I’m glad I didn’t disappoint. Hopefully, I’ve been the best you have ever had,” Ember smirked.

I took a deep breath, “Ember I have a confession, there hasn’t been anybody else, ever.”

“Brady,” Ember said rocking back onto his elbow, “do you mean first time ever, or first time bottoming?”

“Ever!” I replied, “You’re my first, and it is better than anything I thought it could be.”

“Oh, my god, Brady. You should have said something,” A pained look swept across his face, “I would have been gentler on you. Are you okay? No, really Brady don’t fuck with me, are you really okay?”

“More than,” I leaned in and kissed him, making him understand exactly how I felt.

Breaking the kiss, Ember laid back on the bed, moving closer I placed my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating, while Ember’s fingers idly ran through my hair. “I’ve never felt so safe before, this feels so right laying in your arms,” I tweaked his nipple, “Sorry Ember, I don’t mean to sound like some lovesick teenager.”

“It’s okay Brady, it feels pretty damn good to me too,” he said as I squeezed him a bit tighter. We laid there, I listened to Ember’s breathing even out as he drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to hear someone moving around, some distance away, the movement must have woken me from my sleep. I turned my head to look at the doorway hearing Ember stirring behind me mumbling, “What’s going on?”

Suddenly a face appeared in the doorway my breath was caught in my throat, it is Justin. Oh, Fuck!

“Brady… Ember… What the…”