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It’s a lounge day in the mansion, the proxies are all hanging out in the living room, which is a rare occurrence since most of the time they fight when they’re all in the same room. Brian guesses it has something to do with the alcohol that Jeffery brought home. It was a lot of alcohol, so Brian can’t really be surprised that everyone in the mansion is busy getting drunk.
When he says everyone, it isn’t an understatement. Clockwork, Jane, Jack, Ben, Jeff, Kate, and even Tim, which was weird to Brian, since he thought Tim had sworn off alcohol. Something about leading a horse to water, he supposes. Can’t lead a Tim to sobriety? Not like he can judge, he’s already had three shots and two beers.. He’s not exactly the best candidate for getting people to sober up. Brian loves the feeling of getting drunk, being able to loosen up and shake off his anxieties, if only for a little bit.
Someone taps his shoulder, knocking him out of his thoughts. He turns, and it’s Jeff. “Yo, you wanna come and smoke with us? Toby told me you smoke, so you get invited to the weed club.” Jeff asks, a jagged smile on his face. Brian chuckles. “Sure, but why am I getting asked and not, like, Kate or something?” Brian walks behind Jeff, following him to wherever the weed is. Jeff shrugs. “You’d be surprised by how many people get worse when they smoke, we don’t invite those people.” Jeff says, and it makes perfect sense to Brian. Weed can’t be for everyone.
Jeff brings Brian to Toby’s room, who he assumes is the supplier. He knocks, and the door opens, revealing two other people inside. Toby and Ben sit on the bed, Toby sitting crisscross against the wall, and Ben sitting on the edge with a leg hanging off, bong in hand. He sparks his lighter, lighting the bud and inhaling. Brian smirks, mostly to himself, at the absurdity of the situation. He remembers when he and Alex would smoke like this, when he was less.. neurotic. Brian watches Ben as he exhales, falling into a coughing fit at the end. He snorts. Rookie.
“What is this? Your first time?” Brian teases. He continues coughing, saying ‘fuck you’ and flipping him off through the coughs. Jeff walks further in so Brian follows behind, taking a seat on the bed next to Toby. “I’m still confused about something, why did you want me here?” Brian asks. Jeff rolls his eyes this time, letting Ben speak instead. “I don’t know! We wanted another person and everyone we asked before you said they didn't smoke! Even E.J!” Ben exclaims, gesturing around with his hands for emphasis. Toby speaks up. “Yeah, which was super weird-, ‘cause I really thought he was the type to smoke!” He says, gesturing to Brian as if he should agree. Brian laughs, still not really understanding why they chose him as the next best bet.
“Why didn’t you just ask Nina? I’m sure she smokes.” Brian says back, nursing another beer from the six pack Toby has. “Well-,” Toby starts, but Jeff cuts him off. “I don’t want her in here! That’s like bringing your sister into a boys’ night, it’s just weird..” He says, bringing a joint to his charred lips. Brian rolls his eyes. He grabs a joint for himself and brings it to his lips, leaning over to Toby. “Can I get a light?” He asks, not having a lighter, so he figures asking Toby for one makes sense. Toby flushes red, a reaction Brian didn’t expect at all. Huh.. “Ah- ye- yeah..” He turns and grabs a lighter from his pocket and lights the joint for Brian. Brian chuckles slightly. He nods, feigning tipping his hat. “Thank ya kindly.” He says, backing up.
Brian is definitely feeling everything now, his dick twitching a little from Toby’s reaction. Shit.. Brian’s gonna blame himself getting hard on the alcohol. Time to go, he decides, really not wanting his erection to be noticed. “I’m gonna use the bathroom.” He says, setting down his joint and getting up and walking out the door. He heads to the bathroom, heading in and locking the door behind him. He immediately unzips his jeans, pulling his cock from his pants. Just a quick one won’t hurt, he thinks.
He starts to stroke himself, leaning against the wall. He’s panting hard, the image of Toby flustering like that entering his head again. If he has that sort of reaction to something that simple, then how would he react to the real thing? If it weren’t for the alcohol and the weed, the image wouldn’t be so stuck. Fuck.. Brian’s getting close, panting harder and biting his own hand. Then, a knock at the door and a familiar voice. “Hey..” it’s Toby’s voice from beyond the door. “Uh.. I was sent to check on you ‘cause you’ve been in there for a while.. Jeff wants to use the bathroom.” Brian tries not to curse, having gotten so close to cumming.
“Ah.. yeah.. um.. a few more minutes?” He says weakly, still breathless, and still really wanting to cum. “Are you.. actually using the bathroom?” Toby asks, stunning Brian. He’s silent at first, wondering how to approach this question. “Have you been standing there for a while?” Brian asks through the door. He hears Toby shuffle. “Um.. well I’ve been standing here long enough to know that panting like you were isn’t normal bathroom behavior.” Toby gets out in a short breath. Maybe what Brian does next isn’t the smartest move, but can you blame him? He’s drunk and wants one thing right now. He opens the bathroom door and pulls Toby inside by his forearm.
Apparently, Brian pulls too hard, because Toby ends up hitting the side of the shower and falling to the ground. Brian wants to care, but the sight turns him on so much that he can’t help but pounce on the boy instead. Toby pants, dazed from being thrown, and he opens his eyes and sees a hard cock in front of his face, dripping like a greeting. Brian pants as he speaks, stroking himself in Toby’s face. “Shit.. sorry, but you're the cause of this, y'know? Your cute little reaction earlier made me like this, so you better own up.” Brian says, putting his cock to Toby’s lips. Tears start to run down his face, and he parts his lips, allowing Brian into his mouth. His tongue makes good work of it, swirling around Brian’s tip and sending shivers down his back.
Toby opens his mouth more, taking more of Brian’s cock down his throat. Brian can’t help but grab Toby’s hair and slam the boy's head down on his dick, thrusting hard into his mouth. “Jesus, Toby, you take me so well.” He whispers to Toby, who’s moaning around his dick like a whore. “Fuck.. I’m gonna make you take my cum down your throat, Tobes.” He warns, a dark tone in his voice. He pumps into Toby’s throat a few more times before slamming the boy's head onto his crotch one last time. White hot cum shoots into Toby’s throat, and the boy swallows it all, much to Brian’s surprise. He pants hard, not wanting this to end. Brian is way too worked up now.
“Let’s take this outside.” He says, looking down to Toby. “O-Okay..” Toby agrees, so Brian tries not to feel as bad about fucking his throat without really asking.. He takes Toby outside, passing the other proxies without much notice. They walk together into the woods, Brian dragging Toby by his wrist. They reach a clearing in the woods, and Brian throws Toby to the ground, smearing dirt on his jacket and face. Then Brian is on him in an instant, running his hands up to Toby’s chest and under a binder, squeezing his tits. He moans loud, grabbing onto Brian’s arm instinctively. Toby drags his nails along Brian’s arm, making him bleed a little. Brian grunts and tugs his arm out of Toby’s grasp, hitting him in the head, then grabbing his waist and grinding into it.
He’s so hard through his jeans, and grinding on Toby’s cunt through his pants feels heavenly. His head is spinning from the alcohol and the weed, and he can’t help but lose himself in the feelings. He grabs Toby's face and pulls him into a deep kiss, mixing their spit and licking across Toby’s teeth. He pushes his tongue deeper, licking across the top of Toby’s mouth and reaching as far down his throat as he can. Brian groans and bites Toby on the lip as he parts, and Toby groans in response. Toby’s eyes are lidded and he looks like he’s about to cry as he whimpers. “Brian.. please put it in.. I’m so fuckin’ wet..” Brian makes quick work of Toby’s pants, stripping him of his skinny jeans and boxers. Brian spreads Toby open and shoves his dick into Toby with force. It’s a little hard at first, but Toby’s cunt is quick to get the memo, and gets wetter in response to Brian’s shoving. Toby moans as Brian pushes deeper, stretching Toby open and pistoning into the boy.
“Fuck! Ow! Brian!” Toby half moans, half yells. Brian is sure that it hurts, but he’s also a sick bastard, and wants Toby to hurt as much as possible before he starts feeling good. Brian drives himself into Toby further, hitting the boy's cervix and making him orgasm like he’s seizing. Toby’s legs shake, and he mutters Brian’s name and moans over and over again. Brian huffs, doing his best not to cum as Toby’s cunt squeezes him tight, like it’s trying to drain him. Brian stops moving to make sure he doesn’t cum, and Toby starts to move on his own, fucking himself on Brian’s dick. “I just made you cum and you already wanna go again? What an impatient little whore.” Brian says with a grunt.
He flips Toby over, thrusting into the boy again and cumming inside of him almost immediately. He shoves his cock in deep and spurts more of his spunk inside of Toby, pulling it out and watching the cum spill out onto the ground. He leans down and whispers in Toby’s ear. “You’re a disgusting little fag, y’know that?” Brian degrades him, loving the way Toby’s hole clenches when he does. Brian grabs Toby by the back of his throat and slams his head into the ground, cutting off his air circulation. He pistons into Toby once more, feeling his cum leak out of the boy's hole. “I’m gonna knock you up, Tobes.. you want that? You wanna be so full of my cum?” He says, rocking into Toby. Toby gasps and moans, his insides feeling like they’re on fire in the best way.
Toby only whimpers, not wanting to say anything so embarrassing like that. Brian smacks him in the head. “Hey, answer me, mutt.” He says in a serious tone. Toby whines, louder this time. He wants it so bad, can’t Brian see? He bucks his hips into Brian’s cock, hoping that it’ll be enough. Brian only yanks on his hair, and pistons into his cunt even deeper. “I’ll take it out if you don’t tell me..” Brian threatens, and Toby does his best to say it this time. “I- I wanna be so full of your cum, Bri.. please.. I need it.” Toby whines, his voice breaking at the end as tears flow down his face, his embarrassment obvious. Brian smiles and holds the boy's face. “What a good boy, Toby. Such a good little doggy for me.” Brian praises. He pulls out of Toby and then shoves himself back in again, setting a good rhythm. Toby moans and throws his head back, yelling Brian’s name and so much more pretty noises coming from him.
Brian cums again, deep inside of Toby and then pulls out. He shoves his dick in Toby’s face. “Clean it, mutt.” He commands. Toby gets to work, opening his mouth and letting Brian face-fuck him again. Brian pushes deeper this time, causing Toby to gag. When he cums down Toby’s throat this time, there’s a gush of liquid heat as it bubbles and drools out of Toby’s nose. He hacks, spitting more cum onto the ground. Toby whines and retches, gagging into the dirt and coughing up bile tasting of beer. Brian breathes, enjoying the amazing view he has of the boy. Toby huffs and looks up at him, looking dazed and fucked out. Brian pets his hair and squats down to kiss him, feeling the sweat on the boy.
Brian stands back up, still with his hand in Toby’s hair. “Did I do good, sir?” Toby asks, looking up at him with wet eyes. Brian sighs dreamily, the word ‘sir’ doing something to him. “You did so good, Tobes.. c’mon pup, let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?” He says to the boy sweetly, picking him up by his arms. Toby gets to his feet, shaking like a newborn deer. Brian walks him back to the house, holding him the whole way. When he gets through the doors of the mansion, he makes up some excuse about Toby running off and Brian catching up to him and bringing him home. It’s believable enough.
Brian puts the boy to bed, letting him sleep while Brian cleans the boy off with a rag. Tomorrow, Brian will go out and steal some morning after pills, but for now, he crawls into Toby’s bed next to him and holds him tight. Toby curls around Brian, reminding the man of a dog. It’s cute. Brian loves his scent. They fall asleep, tangled together and breathing each other in.