Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2001 02:13:31 EDT
From: RockLink00@aol.com
Subject: Big Boy Blaine Wilson 8

"Big Boy Blaine Wilson - Part VIII"
Starring:  Blaine Wilson, "Brian Smith"


Note:  I do not know Blaine Wilson.  He may or may not
be gay.  This, of course, is highly unlikely,
considering he is now married.  Remember, this story
is complete fiction.  It is NOT real!  Please send all
of your comments to RockLink00@aol.com.

I guess I should also apologize for the lateness of
this next installment.  "Late" is hardly even a word
describing it - I think the previous installment was
sent out last December!  I suppose I thought that I
had a good stopping point, and on top of that, it was
my senior year and so I was spending a lot of my time
researching different colleges.  Then, over the
summer, I had a full-time job and other obligations,
so there was no way that I could continue the series.
But, now that I'm in college, I have much more free
time, and so I thought that I would try and start up
the story again.  So, with that said, enjoy this next
installment.


Previously >>|  While Brian and Blaine are staying in
Sydney with the police officer, Sela Jones is caught.
(Sela was the woman who trashed Blaine's apartment in
the Athlete's Village, after obsessing over him for
years).  After staying the night at the officer's
home, the two return to the U.S.  On the plane ride
home, Blaine is initiated into the Mile High Club, and
he promises to return the favor to Brian as soon as he
can.


"Blaine?" Brian asked.
"Hmm?" Blaine whispered, rousing from his microsleep
after the flight's energy-draining activities.
"Just curious, but where is this flight going?"
"It's headed to Denver, and then we have a connecting
flight to Colorado Springs."  Blaine began falling
asleep again soon after replying.

In all of the excitement from Sydney, Brian had no
idea where they were headed.  He was happy, however,
to learn that they were headed toward Colorado, his
home state.  Bri decided to tell Blaine all about
himself and his family when they arrived at Colorado
Springs.  In all of the talks they had had, Bri tried
to avoid talking about them due to the heartache
associated with the subject.

***

Soon after the plane landed at Denver International
Airport, another plane was whisking the two down to
Colorado Springs.  The flight was very short, no more
than 20 minutes, due to the fact that the distance
between the two cities was only about 60 miles.  Given
the amount of turbulence involved in the flight, the
shortness was a big plus.

They landed at the Colorado Springs Municipal Airport,
got their bags, and rented a car for the ride over to
the Olympic Training Center.  Blaine had stayed and
trained there for several years, and had only been in
Boston for the National Championships.

Blaine drove, as he knew the area well.  He took the
road from the airport, getting onto Powers Blvd. and
taking it up following other side roads until he
reached Union Blvd.  From there, he traveled north for
a couple of miles, finally reaching the Training
Center.

Brian, who had been dozing throughout the car ride,
awoke when the car stopped.

"We're here," Blaine smiled.

They grabbed all of their bags and headed up the
stairs to Blaine's dorm.

"Just throw all of the bags down in the bedroom,"
Blaine said.

Brian nodded, walking into the room.  He had to duck
down to let his 6'3" frame under the doorway, but
after that he was fine.  The dorm was quite a bit
larger than he had imagined it would be.  There was a
nice-sized bedroom, a small living room, and a small
kitchen.

"So, this is your abode," Brian commented.
"Yeah, it's been home for a few years now."
"It's pretty nice."
"It's not too bad, but it used to get quite lonely at
times," Blaine mentioned.  "But, now that you're
here..."

Brian smiled and gave Blaine a hug.  They sat down on
the couch and decided to see if anything was on TV.
After surfing the channels for several minutes, they
decided that nothing was going to be found.

Brian decided that now was as good a time as any to
tell Blaine his history.

"Blaine?" Bri inquired.
"Yeah?"
"You know when we were telling each other our 'life
stories' back at the hotel in Boston?"
"Uh-huh," Blaine replied.
"Well, do you remember how I never talked about my
parents, or my life outside of Boston?"

Blaine thought for a second, then nodded.
"Well, there's a good reason for that," Brian
whispered.  "If you're willing to listen, I want to
tell you about it."
"Of course I do," Blaine smiled, kissing Bri on the
cheek.

"Well, here goes.  I guess you assumed that I had
lived in Boston for a long time.  In truth, I was only
there for about a month or so.  You see, I was
sightseeing in Boston when I met Rob.  I had tripped
over the sidewalk as I was walking down the street and
he helped me up.  After that, we kind of hit it off.
After about a week, Rob asked me to stay with him.  I
had been living in Denver at the time, and so I came
home to pick up my clothes and some other items, and
then I returned to Boston to live with Rob in his
apartment."

Blaine nodded, and signaled for Brian to continue.

"Now to get into the hard part.  I've actually lived
in Denver for all of my life.  After I had graduated
high school, I went to the University of Denver to
study international relations."  Brian drew a breath
before continuing on.  "I stayed with my parents while
I was at the university.  We were very close and only
became closer as the years went by."

A tear escaped Brian's eye after this statement.
Blaine noticed immediately and brought his thumb up to
wipe away the tear.

"Brian, what is it?" Blaine whispered, concern
emanating from his voice.
"It's all right," Brian whispered.  "Let me continue.
I... well, umm... About a month after I graduated, my
parents decided to go on a ski trip up to Steamboat
Springs.  On the way back, they... well, they,
umm...they died in a car accident," Brian whispered,
now crying profusely.

Blaine took Brian into his arms and comforted him as
best he could.

"Bri, you can stop now, it's all right."
"No- no, I want to keep going...Just give me a
second," Bri whispered.

After a couple of minutes had passed by, Brian had
regained his composure.

"I suppose their deaths could have come at a worse
time.  I mean, I had just graduated and could easily
support myself.  But in another way, their deaths very
possibly occurred at the worst time.  I was planning
on entering the Foreign Service, where I eventually
wanted to become an ambassador to Spain.  Needless to
say, their deaths were a shock, but to me, it was even
worse.  They were my best friends, had been for
several years, and I wanted them to see me start my
career.  So, after they died, I decided to hold off on
entering the work force so that I could take some time
off and think about things.  My parents were pretty
well off, after investing in good stocks and with both
of them involved in good careers, and with my being an
only child, they left me everything.  So, I decided to
take a year or two off and travel... try to deal with
their deaths and maybe find someone."  Brian smiled at
Blaine.

"Anyway, the one year anniversary of their death is
this December.  One of the hardest things to deal with
is the fact that my birthday is 3 days after this
anniversary.  I'll turn 25 then."

Brian stopped to drink a little water, then continued.
"I do have to be thankful that Rob kicked me out that
night, otherwise I would never have met you.  I
suppose I could have gone to a hotel, but I was so
depressed that I just fell down in that alley where
you found me.  It wasn't so much that Rob had
depressed me - I hadn't known him long enough, or
rather, I didn't want to become that emotionally
involved with him.  The depression instead came from a
'relapse' of sorts into thinking of my parents.  That
night that we met, the crying was more for them than
anything."

Brian stopped to reflect for a moment, then continued
once more.  "I think that's about it... I still own my
parent's home in Highlands Ranch, just south of
Denver.  My Aunt Elisabeth and her daughter, Maxine,
are taking care of it for me.  I'm very close with
them as well...Aunt Elisabeth always took care of me
whenever my parents went on business trips.

"I just had to leave the house for a while, it was
bringing back too many memories, and so I decided to
go somewhere to escape.  Boston was settled on, merely
because I had never visited the northeast.  And after
Boston, I've been with you ever since."  Brian smiled,
pecked Blaine on the cheek, and took another sip of
water.

"Wow," Blaine whispered.  "I'm so sorry about your
parents, Bri."
"It's all right now...I've learned to accept their
deaths over the past year."

Blaine leaned over to kiss Brian, and then commented,
"Thanks for telling me Bri, I know it must have been
hard for you."
"It was, but I'm really glad that you know all about
it."

With that, Brian and Blaine decided to head off for
bed, after the long plane rides and the emotional
conversation that had just passed.

***

Blaine awoke to a light breeze passing through the
open window next to the bed.  He leaned over to see
Brian dozing softly beside him, his arm draped over
Blaine's chest.  He then glanced over at the clock,
which read 8:00AM.  Seeing as how the two had gone to
bed at around 9:00 the last night, Blaine decided it
was time to get up.  He woke Brian up by giving him a
light kiss, while keeping Bri's lower lip in his
mouth.  Bri woke up with a smile, and continued the
kiss.

"Good morning," Blaine whispered after the kiss had
been completed.
"Mm-hmm," Bri replied.
"What should we do for breakfast?"
"I don't know...do you guys have room service?" Bri
questioned jokingly.
"Oh yeah, no charge either," Blaine sarcastically
replied.  "How about we just make some pancakes or
something?"
"That'll work."

So, they eventually got out of bed, made some
pancakes, and then made their way into the living room
to just hang out for a while.  After a few moments,
Blaine spoke up.

"Hey, Bri, I was wondering...Do you think that we
could maybe move up to your house in Denver?  I mean,
I wasn't planning on staying here since I don't have
to start major training again for quite a while.  All
I need to do is drive down here maybe once every
couple of weeks so that I can practice my routines,
and I can work out up in Denver between practices."

"Yeah, I think that would be nice.  Now that you're
here with me, I think I can handle living there just
fine.  Plus, there is a lot of exercise equipment up
at the house," Bri smiled.

"Great!  When do you want to head up there?"
"Uh, I guess this weekend would be good.  I'll have to
call Maxine and Aunt Elisabeth to tell them that I'm
moving back in, and then we can head up there."

"Sounds good."

So, Bri called his aunt and they packed up all of
their clothes and all of Blaine's stuff from the dorm
room, then packed it all into the car.  They used the
rental car since they found out they could return it
up in Denver.

Bri drove the car up, taking Interstate 25 up to
Highlands Ranch, finally reaching the house.

"Wow, you're loaded," Blaine laughed.
Bri just smiled.

Bri drove the car up a long arched driveway, coming to
a quite large house, and parked the car in front of a
3-car garage.  Blaine looked over to Brian, whose eyes
were already swelled up with tears.

"Bri, are you all right?" Blaine whispered.
"Y-uh... Yeah, yeah, just a little overwhelmed."
"We can leave if you need to."
"No, I'll be okay...It's just that the sight of the
house brought back so many memories."

Blaine squeezed Brian's leg for assurance, then got
out of the car to grab some of his things.  After a
minute, Bri got out of the car and unlocked the house.
He took a deep breath, then entered with Blaine
holding his hand.

Brian smiled when he saw the house.  He walked into
the large entryway, completed with high vaulted
ceilings and a large staircase near the door.  He
walked into the large living room, seeing a mammoth
oil painting of his parents and himself hanging above
the fireplace.  The picture brought back too many
memories once more, and his eyes started watering
again.  Blaine noticed this and decided to just hold
him while he grieved.

"Listen, Bri.  Why don't we go on some sort of
vacation for a little while...Get your mind off of
things?"
"I...I guess so," Brian whispered, still quite upset.

Blaine smiled and lifted Brian's chin, wiping away a
tear that had just escaped his eye.  He kissed Bri's
cheek, then got up to order some pizza for dinner.

Blaine then left to get the pizza, after Bri told him
how to get there.  He got back about twenty minutes
later, carrying along with him some brochures as well.

"What are these?" Bri asked.
"I picked up some brochures at this travel agency that
was next to the pizza place.  I thought it would give
us some idea as to where we should go."

While they ate dinner, Brian perused over the
pamphlets as Blaine watched.  They finally decided on
going somewhere tropical, and chose Aruba.

***

Blaine called a travel agency the next morning, and
got tickets for 3 weeks in Aruba.  They packed up all
of their clothes a couple of days later, made all of
the arrangements to keep the house taken care of, and
headed for the airport that weekend in Brian's car,
which had been at the house ever since he decided to
go to Boston.

Their flight was to take them to Miami, and then they
had to switch planes after a long layover and head to
Aruba from there.  After leaving Denver at about
10:00AM, they arrived in Aruba at about 7:30PM,
accounting for the time difference.

"We're here," Blaine smiled as they entered the hotel.

It was quite large, situated right on the beach.  Bri
and Blaine walked up to the desk, and the receptionist
handed them their key.  Their room was on the 10th
floor, and so they took the elevator up, finally
entering the room.

It was a suite, and so it had a large living room
area, along with a private bedroom, a small kitchen,
and a large bathroom.  There was also a large balcony
which overlooked the beach below, complete with a
perfect view of the full moon and its reflection over
the ocean.

"This is perfect," Brian smiled.
"It sure is."
"Why don't we go check out that little restaurant we
saw down on the beach?" Blaine suggested.
"Sounds good."

So, they took the elevator down to the lobby, then
walked to the back of the hotel where a small
restaurant was located, right next to the perfect
white sand beach.  The place was all out in the open,
with only a roof for covering.  The waves could be
heard easily over the light conversation in the
restaurant.

Brian and Blaine sat at the table closest to the
water, which was lit by a small candle in the center.
They both ordered some shrimp and then ate in relative
silence, listening to the waves crash over the beach
and enjoying the atmosphere.

After about an hour, the two decided to go for a walk
on the beach before heading back up to their room.
They exited the restaurant area, walking along a dark
stretch of the beach heading away from the hotel area.
After a somewhat lengthy walk, they came to a cove
where the beach ended and a large rock wall surrounded
the small lagoon.  Several large palm trees and small
underbrush surrounded the beach, leaving about 7 feet
of sand between the trees and the water.  The rock
wall caused the "swoosh" noise of the waves to echo
throughout the small area, while the large palms
blocked out the bright moon so that the cove was
darkened, but the surrounding water was bright with
the moon's reflection.

"This is amazing," Brian whispered.
"You can say that again," Blaine smiled, winking at
the same time.

Brian took the hint, and the two stripped off their
clothes and got into the water.  It was a very warm
night, and the water was just as nice.  A cool,
refreshing breeze occasionally swept through the area,
creating the perfect atmosphere as the two began to
swim around.  In the sky above, millions of bright
stars could be seen as well, adding to an already
amazing night.

After swimming for a short time, Blaine made his way
over to Brian, latching himself onto his lover and
giving him a deep kiss.  Brian returned the gesture
equally and slowly inserted his tongue into Blaine's
awaiting mouth.  Slowly, Brian explored Blaine's mouth
with his tongue, savoring every moment and longing for
it to continue.  Blaine was every bit as willing for
the kiss to remain indefinitely, and so he let his own
tongue join in with Brian's.

After some time, Blaine broke the kiss gently,
immediately attaching his lips to Bri's neck.  He
slowly licked down until he had reached Bri's chest,
then took Bri in his arms and carried him up closer to
the beach.  Getting within a few feet of the
waterline, Blaine softly placed Bri in the shallow
water, which was just enough to keep both men out of
the wind.

With that, Brian reached up and continued the kiss
which had ended just moments ago, wrapping his arms
around Blaine's neck and pulling Blaine's body down to
him.  As his tongue entered Blaine's awaiting mouth,
his fingers gently ran through Blaine's hair.  Soon,
Brian broke the kiss, then smiled up at Blaine and
began to kiss his upper chest.  He slowly turned over,
causing the two to switch positions.

Brian reached down and caressed Blaine's hardened
member, eliciting light moans from his companion.  He
eventually reached his goal, and began sliding his
tongue over the head, causing Blaine to lift his body
off of the sand in pleasure.  After several seconds,
Brian engulfed Blaine's entire tool, inducing a loud
moan from Blaine.

Slowly, Brian removed his mouth from Blaine, opening
his aching member to the cool breeze and causing yet
another loud moan to escape Blaine's lips.  After
catching his breath, Blaine asked,

"Will you make love to me Bri?"
"Of course, if you're ready," he replied.
"Absolutely.  I've been waiting for this since the day
I met you."

So, the two men climbed further out of the water and
closer to the beach, as Brian spit into his hand to
lube himself.  He smeared the 'lube' over his penis,
moaning lightly from the pleasure that jolted through
his body.  He then situated himself above Blaine, so
that they could look into each other's eyes.  After
being in the dark for quite some time, they had easily
adjusted to the shadowy environment.

Brian positioned his cock in front of Blaine, and
looked to Blaine for confirmation.  Blaine smiled and
nodded for him to continue.  So, Brian very slowly
entered his head into Blaine.  Brian looked up to
Blaine as he winced in pain.  Blaine grabbed onto
Brian so that he wouldn't pull out, and waited for a
few moments until he nodded for Brian to continue.
Eventually, Brian's 7.5 inches had completely entered
Blaine.  He was thicker than Blaine, and so it took
more time for Blaine to adjust.  Finally, Blaine
nodded that he was ready.  He smiled up to Brian with
a look of pure love emanating from his eyes.

Brian slowly exited Blaine, leaving only his head
inside, then slowly entered him once more.  After a
few minutes, Brian began to get a slow rhythm, gaining
momentum as time passed.  Brian began to moan lightly
as he started plowing into Blaine with more speed.

"Yeah," Brian whispered, sheer pleasure increasing
with each thrust.
"Mm-hmm," Blaine replied, running his hands over
Brian's arms.

Brian slowed for a few seconds and leaned down to give
Blaine a loving kiss, then continued.

As Brian's thrusting gained more and more momentum,
water could be heard splashing between the two men's
bodies, heard over the waves only by the two lovers
themselves.  Similarly, the two men were moaning quite
loudly at this point, however, the echoes of the waves
permeating the air of the cove drowned out any of
their noises.

After several minutes, Blaine signaled his oncoming
orgasm by lifting his body up to push Brian as deep
inside him as possible.  He exhaled a deep breath as a
thick rope of cum exploded from his aching member,
followed by a loud groan from Blaine.  Several smaller
ropes followed the first, until Blaine's body rested
itself back onto the beach.

After Brian had propelled himself into Blaine a few
more times, his thrusting slowed down considerably,
and he took a deep breath as his head tilted back in
ecstasy.  A feeling of complete and utter pleasure
rushed through Brian's body, inducing his long-awaited
release.  With a very loud groan, Brian emptied his
seed into Blaine, who could feel each shot that
erupted from the member inside him.

"Ungh," Brian moaned, laying his body on top of
Blaine's.  At that point, their two bodies seemed to
solidify into one for a brief period, as both men were
completed depleted of any energy.  Brian smiled down
at Blaine, kissing him on the forehead and then
removing himself from Blaine.

"I love you," Blaine whispered.
"I love you too," Brian replied, rolling himself off
of Blaine so that both could stare up into the sky at
all of the stars above.  Extreme relaxation took over
both men, and slowly but surely they fell into a
slumber while listening to the waves crash over the
rocks nearby.

***

A few hours later, Brian awoke with a start.  He
glanced around, letting his eyes adjust to the bright
moon overhead, which had moved away from the palm
trees and illuminated the entire cove.  The water
surrounding the two sparkled in the white light that
hung high above them.  Brian smiled, making a mental
note to take as many pictures of this place as he
possibly could before they left Aruba.

After taking the enchanting scene in, he leaned over
to see his angel snoring softly beside him, his naked
body curled up against Brian's.  While he hated to
wake someone who was so obviously comfortable, he knew
that they needed to get back to the hotel before the
sunrise truly illuminated the cove.

"Blaine," Brian whispered softly.  "Blaine, wake up
babe..."

Eliciting no observable response from Blaine, Brian
then lightly tapped Blaine's shoulder, and leaned in
to kiss Blaine on the lips.

"Mmmmm," Blaine moaned, savoring the warmth of Brian's
lips as his eyes slowly opened to see Brian.
"Good 'morning'," Brian whispered.
"It sure is," Blaine whispered, kissing Brian on the
forehead.
"We better head back to the hotel...looks like the sun
will be coming up before too long," Bri commented.
"All right," Blaine whispered.  "But only if you
promise that we'll come back here."
"You couldn't keep me away from this place."

With that, the two slowly got out of the water,
shivering at the still present breeze that was
sweeping through the area, while stretching their
bodies to get all of the soreness from their sleeping
positions out.  They then rushed up to the beach and
grabbed their towels, quickly putting their clothes on
and beginning the long walk back to the hotel.


~To be continued.  Please send your comments to
RockLink00@aol.com.

T.J.