Saving Brian

Brian raised his hand out of the water and placed it on Ian’s knee. “You… won’t send me back there… will you?”
Ian put his hand over Brian’s and said “No, of course not. I want to do everything I can in order to make up for what you’ve suffered through. Come on now, I’ll help you out of the tub and you can get started on the food Emma brought up for you before it gets too cold.”

Ian wrapped a towel around Brian as he stood up. Brian, however, was still too weak and fell backwards against Ian. Brian’s butt came in contact with Ian’s thigh and it confirmed what Brian had been thinking while telling his story. Ian was a strong, well-muscled Adonis. 

Ian was several inches taller than Brian’s 5’-7” and he had dark brown hair and hazel green eyes. He also filled his clothes out rather nicely with his broad shoulders and narrow hips. Brian figured that Ian was probably in his early to mid 30’s.
“Who’s Emma? Is she your wife?” asked Brian as he was being helped back into bed.
“No, I’m not married. Emma is the head of the kitchen as well as maid. She’s been with me for a long time and is indispensable.”
“How come you’re not married?”
“I don’t really care for most of the women I’ve met. They are usually self-absorbed, whining, spoiled brats that are only interested in my money. Besides, there is another reason that I’d rather not get into right now.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. By the way, where are my clothes?”
“I told Harry to burn them. I’ll provide you with any clothes you’ll need but for now I don’t think you should wear any until the welts heal a bit on your back.”

Just then there was a knock on the door.
“Come in.” called Ian.

Emma entered the bedroom,“Here is the salve and bandages you requested, Sir.”
“Great. Emma, that will be all for tonight. Thanks for your help with everything.”
She placed the items on the table beside the bed and closed the door behind her.

Ian brought over the tray of food and watched as Brian thoroughly enjoyed the soup and freshly baked bread. It only took a few minutes for him to finish eating. It had been a long time since he had his last meal.
“Well, you certainly know how to polish off food. I would give you some more but I’m afraid if I do you might get sick. We better hold off for now. I’ll bring you some more later after this settles in your stomach.” Ian could tell that Brian probably wasn’t fed on a regular basis let alone anything healthy just by looking at him.

“Brian, can you turn over so I can take a look at your back?”
As Brian rolled over he hugged his pillow to his chest and said, “Is it going to hurt?” 
“It might a little bit but I will try to be as gentle as possible.”
Ian pulled the sheet down to expose Brian’s back, and then lower to show if there was any redness remaining on his butt from the paddle.
“Just close your eyes and try to relax now.”
Ian took the jar, got a small handful of salve and started to gently massage it onto Brian’s back. Other than the welt marks, his back was smooth and soft and…. beautiful. Ian rubbed his shoulders and worked his way down along the rib cage and then toward the lower back. He then moved his hands lower to feel Brian’s well-formed ‘tight ass’ as Finch perfectly described it.
“Mmmm…. That feels nice.” sighed Brian.

Ian was getting turned on by this young firm body beneath his hands and decided to take a chance. While still rubbing Brian’s ass he slipped one finger between the cheeks and along the crack. Up and down gently going a bit deeper with each stroke. Brian turned his head to look at Ian and smiled. Ian looked at Brian, silently questioning if this was o.k. Brian just closed his eyes and said nothing while still smiling.

“I just want to make you feel good, Brian. No more suffering, only pleasure,” whispered Ian.
Ian then leaned forward and slowly kissed one of Brian’s butt cheeks. Then he kissed his way to the other side and started to lick his way back toward the center. Brian said nothing but Ian could tell he must be enjoying it when Brian spread his legs further apart. Ian got up onto the bed, kneeled between Brian’s legs and placed his hands on Brian’s ass. Then he leaned forward and licked the crack of his ass as his hands spread Brian’s cheeks wide. Slowly, Ian licked and licked until he came to the anus. He sucked and licked around the small opening repeatedly until he heard Brian start to moan. Ian placed his finger on the opening and gently pushed it in up to the first joint. He moved it slowly in and out going a little bit deeper each time until his whole finger was in rubbing and pushing. Brian wanted more as he raised his hips slightly to meet Ian’s thrusting. This allowed enough room for Ian to reach Brian’s cock with his other hand. He grasped Brian’s now 7” rock hard cock and stroked it feeling his pre-cum on the tip. Brian rocked his hips back and forth fucking Ian’s hand as Ian now pushed two fingers into his ass.

“Unh…unh…unh…I can’t … we’re not…supposed…to be…. doing this.” Brian pulled away at that moment and rolled onto his back covering his face with his hands.

“Yes, you can, Brian. There is nothing wrong about being loved.”

Then Ian took off his shirt, unfastened his pants and pushed them off exposing his stiff 9” cock. He laid down next to Brian, hugged him and whispered, “I don’t know if you’ve ever done this before…. with a man, but believe me, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. If you want me to stop, just say the word and I will.”
Brian took a deep breath, ”I’ve never felt loved before in my whole life. My mother died when I was born and my father decided that it was easier to just leave me at the orphanage and to carry on with his drinking.”

Ian placed his hand under Brian’s chin, looked into his eyes and pulled him close, “Let me…please.” and he kissed his young sweet lips. His tongue met with Brian’s and he opened his mouth a bit wider to take full advantage. After a few minutes Ian released Brian’s lips and moved lower, licking and sucking each nipple. His hand kept touching and rubbing Brian’s waist and ass, finally moving around and cupping his balls and cock. Brian was starting to relax again as he stared at the fireplace’s roaring flames. “I can’t believe this. What is happening to me?” he thought to himself. He felt Ian’s warm mouth and hands on him. He was burning with heat at every touch, enjoying the feelings and wanting more.

The rain outside was coming down harder and hitting against the windows. Ian grasped Brian’s erect cock and slowly pumped him up and down as Brian shut his eyes concentrating on the pleasure he was feeling. Then Ian put his lips on Brian’s cock and kissed the tip while licking off the pre-cum. 
“Oh… my God…. What are you…..doing to me? It feels…..soooo good.” Exclaimed Brian as he raised his hips and back off the bed in a rhythmic motion. By now Ian had Brian’s full length in his mouth while his tongue was stroking up, down and around. After awhile, Ian began sucking faster and faster bringing Brian’s cock to an extreme climax.
“Aaaaaah…..oh God…..nooooo!” cried Brian. He climaxed strong and hard, shaking and jerking his cock inside this man’s mouth while he was grasping Ian’s head with both hands, fingers entwined in his thick silky hair. Brian’s pearly cream was just what Ian craved as he tasted and swallowed it down. Brian collapsed against the linens and was trying to catch his breath. Ian came up to lie next to him and Brian reached up and held him tight, burying his face in Ian’s neck trying to hold back the tears. Brian was still shaking with the after effects. All the many years of misery, torture and hunger that was pent up in him was released.
Ian softly spoke, “Hey, are you going to be alright? I guess I kind of over did it tonight. I’m sorry, but I thought I could take away your pain for awhile.”
While still holding Ian tightly, Brian shook his head, “I’m o.k. I just want ….to be held….if you don’t mind,” he murmured into his neck, brushing his tongue and lips against the pulse and inhaling the aromatic male scent. Ian smiled and lay back against the pillows nestling Brian’s head on his shoulder. Then Brian proceeded to put his leg across Ian’s hips. Moments later Ian heard the regular breathing of a young man totally satisfied and...asleep.

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Brian awoke to a knocking on his door. It took him a few minutes to realize where he was, alone in the bed in one of Ian’s bedrooms. “Yes, come in.”
Emma strolled in with an armload of clothes and a breakfast tray. “Good morning Brian, I hope you slept well?”
“Ah, yes thanks. What time is it?”
“It’s about 11:00. Mister Kensington wanted you to get some rest so we let you sleep in awhile. I’ve brought you some clothes and a nice hardy breakfast.” She placed the tray full of scones, jam, eggs and sausages on the bed in front of him and laid the clothes out on the other side.
“When you’ve eaten and dressed, Mister Kensington would like to meet with you in his library.”
She smiled at Brian as she left and closed the door.

Memories of the night before flooded into Brian’s head with embarrassment. How could he face Ian after what happened last night? What was he going to say? He probably wants to send me away. I’ve got to convince him that I can work hard and earn my keep, and then maybe he’ll let me stay on. As he ate his breakfast, Brian kept replaying the images of Ian’s hands and lips on his body and the way Ian made him feel.

Dressed in a pair of dark breetches and a white linen shirt, Brian descended the main staircase and entered into the hall. He was thinking how in the hell was he supposed to find the ‘library’ in this huge place when Harry the butler spotted him.
“Mr. Kensington is expecting you, Brian, please follow me.”
As they walked through the corridors, Brian noticed the silver sconces and large portraits that lined the walls. Harry knocked upon a pair of large oak doors at the end of the hall.
“Come in.”
“Sir, Brian is here as you requested.”
“Thank you, Harry.”
Brian came into the large room that had more shelves of books than he’d ever seen in his life. Sitting behind a large mahogany desk was Ian. Brian walked forward, apprehensively, trying to avoid looking into Ian’s eyes.
“Well, you’re looking much better this morning. How are you feeling?” Ian asked as he moved around his desk to be closer to Brian.
“Very good, thanks to you. Heh…I feel like a prince being waited on like this. It’s never happened to me before. I want to let you know how much I appreciate all that you’ve done for me. I would like to repay you some way. I could work in the stables or help out with the landscaping and yard work.”
Ian wasn’t sure if he went too far with Brian last night. He thought that maybe Brian had a special relationship with one of the other boys at the workhouse but wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to scare him away but last night, when he touched Brian in the bath, he just couldn’t help himself. 

“So you want to stay here then? Did you like what we did last night?”
Brian then looked into Ian’s eyes and nodded. “Yes.”
Ian smiled, “Well, now that you mention it, I do need another person to help Sean out at the stables. He’s my trainer and will be too busy with the new racers I’ve just acquired. But I insist on paying you for your work as well as providing room and board. Come on, I’ll show you around the place and then introduce you to Sean.”