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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Family_Guy
  Relationship:
      Brewie
  Character:
      Brian_Griffin, Stewie_Griffin
  Additional Tags:
      Drama, Romance, adultxbaby, dogxbaby, Crossdressing
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-03-26 Words: 8872
****** A Street Boy Named Desiree ******
by namelesslunitic
Summary
     Brian discovers Stewie's dirty little secret.
Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Family Guy or any of these characters.
On a lonely street corner in Quahog, Rhode Island, a young child by the name of
Stewie Griffin stood with his back leaning against a flickering streetlight. He
was wearing a blonde wig and a black dress and had a purse slung over his
shoulder. Though Stewie was male, his appearance would give anyone the
impression that he was indeed a mature female. Of course, this is what the
child wanted. What man would attempt to go out with him in public if he gave
off the persona of the infant male he actually was? His stature may have been a
bit unusual, but his mannerisms were more than enough to woo his unsuspecting
victims to the bedroom. Seduction was an art form he had mastered. Still, when
it came to the one person he actually wanted to be with, nothing seemed to
work, and that's why he was here now. He had adopted this alter-ego to deal
with the hurt he felt every day due to the knowledge that he could never have
the one person he loved the most. Brian was the reason he had become Desiree.
Stewie wasn't sure when he had fallen in love with the family dog. In fact, he
used to despise the mutt, but over time, a strong friendship had forged between
the two. They were the only people who could really understand each other, and
while Brian was content in having him as just a friend, Stewie began to yearn
for something much more from the canine. At first, it was just simple flirting.
He'd make a pass at him every once in awhile hoping that Brian would return his
affection. That never happened though. Brian was as straight as an arrow, and
any kind of affection he ever showed Stewie was purely of the platonic variety.
This began to frustrate the child, and his advances became bolder, leading him
to actually offer himself to the dog on more than one occasion, but it was all
futile. Any move he made would immediately be shut down by Brian, so Stewie
began to resort to more drastic measures to satiate his desires for the dog. He
began sneaking out of the house at night, donning women's attire, and preying
upon the desperate men of Quahog. If Brian wasn't going to give him the love he
so desperately desired, he'd find someone he could use as a decent substitute.
That's what he was doing out here, waiting outside this shoddy hotel to
rendezvous with one of his regular companions.
"Hey! Desiree!"
Stewie straightened his posture and turned to greet the man whom he had been
waiting for.
"Hey, Lee," he said with a plastic smile.
Stewie had found Lee, like he had most of his partners, through the National
Sex Offender Registry. It was clear from his record that Lee had a thing for
little boys, so Stewie arranged a meeting for them by way of email. They met at
a local Starbucks two days later. Lee was pretty nervous the first time they
got together, but a quick blowjob in the men's restroom was more than enough to
get him to loosen up. The man wasn't extraordinarily handsome, but he was
attractive enough. He wore a pullover shirt and jeans. He was of an average
build, had brown hair, and he had a moustache. Stewie particularly liked the
moustache because the fuzz made it a whole lot easier to indulge in his
fantasies. When he was with any man all he saw was his Brian.
"I called ahead and got us a room on the third floor. Come on," Lee explained
motioning for Stewie to follow.
With that, the two entered the hotel. Lee had to first stop by the help desk to
pick up his key. As soon as he had it, they entered the elevator. No
pleasantries were exchanged between the two. This was just sex to them, nothing
more. Stewie had made that clear to Lee their first night together. The
elevator door opened to the third floor, and the man escorted Stewie to the
proper door. After a quick turn of the key, they entered the room and locked
the door before making their way to the bed. Once they were situated and Stewie
had set his purse on the floor, Lee made the first move as he leaned in and
placed a soft kiss upon the younger's lips. Stewie responded in earnest as his
mind began to travel to a different place entirely. He closed his eyes,
allowing the image of Lee to fade away and the vision of Brian to take its
place. This was the closest he would ever get to actually being with his love.
Things became more heated as Lee began to rapidly undress himself. While
breaking away from the kiss to pull off his shirt, he leaned down so he could
speak to the boy.
"Let's just skip the foreplay tonight. I'm in so much need of you right now."
Stewie nodded his head in understanding as he knelt down to undo Lee's jeans.
As soon as the zipper had been undone, Lee's member sprang forward.
"Going commando today, Lee?" Stewie remarked with a seductive smirk.
The man chuckled a bit as he reached into his pocket to retrieve a condom
before kicking his jeans to the floor. Stewie took the condom from him and
began to undo the packaging as Lee went to lie down on the bed. Once the condom
was free, Stewie crawled over to the space between Lee's legs and slowly
slipped it over the man's engorged length. Lee let out a low throaty moan that
reminded Stewie of Brian when he scratched his ear in just the right spot.
"You like that. Don't you, Boy?" Stewie muttered huskily under his breath.
"Oh god, Desiree! Don't keep me waiting."
Stewie let out a quiet laugh. Oh, how he loved being in control.
"One second, Lee. There are just a couple more parts left."
Stewie leaned over the bed to retrieve some lubricant from his purse. He
immediately got to work undressing himself all except for the black, leather,
high heel boots he was wearing. He knew how much Lee loved his boots. Once
undressed, he worked quickly at the necessary preparations, taking great care
to properly lubricate his tiny opening and Lee's cock. He fingered himself
slowly making sure to put on a tantalizing show for his partner. Once he was
done, he climbed on top of Lee and lined up the tip of the man's penis with his
hole. As he sat down to penetrate himself on Lee's tool, he imagined Brian
underneath him, making proclamations of his satisfaction.
"Oh! Fuck, Desiree!"
"Oh! Fuck, Stewie!"
===============================================================================
A couple of miles away, Brian was in the process of driving back to the Griffin
home after a night of drinking and failed attempts at wooing women. He knew he
probably shouldn't be behind the wheel, but all he wanted to do right now was
just go home and have a couple more drinks. Maybe he would peek in on Stewie.
The kid usually knew what to say to him to make him feel better when he was
down. In fact, he just might end up staying in Stewie's room tonight. He sure
as hell wasn't going to put up with Peter's incessant snoring after the ordeal
of a night he'd had. His evening had been a nightmare. Every chick he hit on
was already with another person at the bar. One of the girl's boyfriends
threatened to beat him to a pulp after he made a particularly lewd comment
about "finding a place to bury his bone for the night". Brian had left the bar
not too long after that one.
I'm such a waste of space.
Brian continued to sulk as he pulled onto Spooner Street. The dog's silver
Prius pulled into the driveway, and he switched off the engine. He got out of
the car and made his way inside the house. Once inside, he made sure to place
his keys on the kitchen table before beginning his ascent up the stairs to the
baby's room. After a slow trudge up the stairs, he walked in front of the door
to Stewie's room and knocked softly. When there was no response, he knocked
again, a little harder this time, but also trying to keep from waking up the
rest of the Griffin family.
Maybe he's asleep.
Brian stood outside the door for a moment and debated whether or not he should
enter the child's room. He didn't want to disturb Stewie, but at the same time,
he really needed someone to talk to or at least keep him company. In these
moments, when Brian was feeling lower than dirt, he could always turn to Stewie
for comfort. Despite his age, Stewie was the only one who really understood
him, and he knew how much the child enjoyed his company. Maybe he enjoyed it a
little too much, but he and Stewie would deal with that when the time was
right. Right now his mind was still back at the bar, and he needed to vent some
of his frustrations. Brian finally resolved to enter the child's room.
He really needed Stewie right now. Slowly, he turned the knob to open the door
and quietly stepped inside, making sure to close the door behind him.
"Hey, Kid. Are you awake?"
Once again, there was no response, so Brian began to tiptoe over to the
toddler's crib.
"Stewie?"
He reached a paw down in an attempt to wake the child up, but his hand found no
Stewie, only a mess of sheets inside the crib.
"Stewie?"
Another paw was placed inside of the crib as Brian began to search for any sign
of his little buddy.
"Stewie!" he shouted. He didn't have to worry about anyone hearing him. Stewie
had soundproofed his room long ago in order to keep the family from hearing him
when he was working on one of his projects.
Where could he be?
Brian began to search throughout the house, making certain not to wake anyone
and bring attention to Stewie's absence. After all, he had no way of knowing if
Stewie was in trouble or not, so there was really no reason to alert anyone to
the missing child. Knowing Stewie though, there was no telling what he was up
to. Brian checked all over the house, but there was no sign of Stewie anywhere.
After searching every room of the house for any trace of his friend, Brian
finally gave up, retrieved his cell phone, and dialed Stewie's cell number.
Come on, Kid. Answer the phone.
===============================================================================
"Oh! Brian!" Stewie cried carnally as he reached his peak. The clenching of
muscles was enough to send his partner over the edge as well.
"Oh! Fuck! Yeah! Desiree!" moaned Lee as he came, filling Stewie with an
intense and pleasurably warm feeling all throughout his small frame.
Stewie fell over on top of Lee, exhausted from the intense sex. Both of them
were panting for breath as they recuperated from the act. Several minutes
passed before either of them could move. After he had recovered a bit, Stewie
removed the intruding appendage from within his body and let out a sigh of calm
satisfaction. Another quiet moment later and Lee finally spoke.
"Who's Brian?" the man asked as he looked up at the boy. Lee had been briefly
introduced to the dog before, but it hadn't been enough for him to really get a
bearing on what kind of relationship Desiree had with Brian.
The boy sat up to look into the eyes of his mature partner.
"That's really none of your business, Lee. I've told you this before."
Lee wasn't satisfied with that answer and continued to push the subject.
"I'm just curious. That's all. I know there's nothing between us. I mean, I
don't even know your real name, but it's just odd having the person you're
fucking constantly screaming the name of a person other than yourself. You
know?"
Stewie scoffed at this.
"Just be happy you're getting to fuck anyone, Lee. Lord knows, no one else
would ever put up with a pathetic simpleton such as yourself."
That was enough to get Lee to drop the matter. He lied back down, and focused
his attention on the ceiling while exhaling a small huff of annoyance.
Stewie gave another huff of disgust before sliding himself off the man and
going to retrieve his clothing. As he was putting on his black panties, a faint
buzzing sound made its way to his ear. He stopped for a second to listen more
carefully and heard it again. It was his phone vibrating.
"Could you hand me my purse, Lee?"
Lee grudgingly obliged and reached down to retrieve the purse Stewie had
mentioned. After he had handed it to him, Stewie reached inside and retrieved
his phone. The caller ID readBrian.
Shit
Brian calling could only mean one of two things. Either he knew that Stewie
wasn't home and was wondering where he was, or Brian was drunk dialing him.
Hopefully it was the second one because Stewie really didn't feel like trying
to come up with an excuse for his absence. He took a second to debate whether
or not to even answer the phone but at last, came to the conclusion that not
answering it would only look even shadier.
He opened the phone.
"Heeeeeey, B-ry!" Stewie practically sang in false cheeriness.
"Stewie? Where the fuck are you?" Brian asked, worry clear in his voice.
"Oh, you know, just out and about. Why?"
Out and about? Really Stewart? Like he'll actually accept that explanation!
"Where could you possibly be 'out and about' to in the middle of the night?"
Stewie racked his brain for something to tell Brian, anything but the truth.
"I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk."
Please buy that!
There was silence on the other end for a while, and finally, Brian responded.
"Tell me where you are. I'm coming to get you. You shouldn't be out this late."
Stewie was honestly very touched by the concern Brian was displaying for him at
the moment, but he really couldn't have picked a worse time to be so worried.
While all of this was taking place, Lee had just been staring in confusion at
the scene playing out before him. Was "B-ry" the Brian that Desiree always
fantasized about? Curiosity finally got the better of him, and without
thinking, he spoke up.
"Is that Brian, Desiree?"
Stewie turned and gave the man a sharp look, motioning for him to shut the hell
up and praying that Brian hadn't heard.
"Who the fuck was that, Stewie?"
Damn!
There was a long, uncomfortable silence between the two. Stewie heard what
sounded like a door being slammed soon followed by the revving of an engine.
"What are you doing, Brian?" Stewie questioned, trying to hide the nervous
quake in his voice.
"I told you I'm coming to get you. Now, where are you?"
Brian's tone was flat but stern. Stewie knew there was no point in lying
anymore. Brian knew he was hiding something, and he was going to find out what.
Hell, the canine had probably already figured out what he was up to. The dog
knew him all too well.
"I'm at the hotel in West Quahog." Stewie admitted in defeat.
"Stay right there. I'll arrive shortly."
With those final words, the line went dead as Brian hung up the phone. Stewie
placed his phone back in his purse. Setting his face in his palms, he let out
an exasperated sigh before turning toward Lee and giving him a hard glare.
"You just had to open your big mouth. Didn't you, Lee?"
The man just shrugged his shoulders in confusion and looked back up towards the
ceiling. This angered the child a great deal. He climbed off the bed, grabbed
Lee's pants, and hurled them at him. Lee shot up in shock as his jeans suddenly
landed on his face causing everything to go dark. The pants fell to his lap,
and he jerked his head to the side to look at Stewie.
"What the hell was that for, Desiree?"
Stewie slammed his hand to his face. Sometimes people really surprised him with
how stupid they could be.
"He's coming to get me, Lee, so it's probably in your best interest to get the
fuck out of Dodge before he arrives!"
Lee didn't say anything for a second. He appeared to be thinking about
something. After awhile, a grin spread across his face as if he had figured
something out.
"I knew it! Brian is your boyfriend, and he didn't know about you sneaking
around with other men!"
Stewie starred at Lee in disbelief.
"Lee, I would correct you, but honestly, I don't give a damn what you think.
Just get the hell out of here before I'm the one who ends up beating you
senseless."
Lee looked shocked, as if he was offended by Stewie's words. Stewie paid him no
mind, so Lee used the leg of his jeans to clean himself up, grabbed his
clothes, dressed himself, disposed of his condom, and made sure to slam the
door when he left, hoping for some kind of dramatic effect. All he succeeded in
doing was making a fool out himself though, and Stewie shook his head as he
pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Such a stupid, stupid man."
When he was done marveling at Lee's incompetence, Stewie quickly retrieved the
rest of his clothing. He made quick work of getting dressed, and when he was
ready, made his way down to the lobby to wait for Brian.
This should prove to be interesting.
===============================================================================
Brian snapped his phone shut in frustration as he turned off of Spooner Street
to head toward the hotel where, supposedly, Stewie currently was.
Desiree
That was the alias Stewie had used when they were out on their fake date, so
Brian could make Jillian jealous. Needless to say, the evening turned into a
disaster, but that wasn't the issue right now. Stewie had bumped into a man
that night, a man who seemed to be acquainted with Stewie as Desiree. The voice
Brian had heard over the phone was identical to the voice of that man. Brian
had had his suspicions, but he absolutely would not allow himself to believe
that Stewie was actually seeing adult men. Looking back though, the signs were
obvious. He should have confronted Stewie about it a long time ago, but he
refused to even acknowledge the possibility of such a situation. Considering
the kid was currently in a hotel, Brian could only imagine what all Stewie had
been up to these past several months, and for some reason, it made him angry to
think about it. Images of Stewie in all kinds of sexual situations with grown
men flooded his mind. Brian tightened his grip on the steering wheel and let
out a low, feral growl. All he cared about at the moment was finding the
bastard that was currently with Stewie and beating the shit out of him.
I'll teach that prick to mess with my Stewie.
At that thought, Brian shook his head to bring himself out of his current
mental state. His Stewie? Where had that come from? Why was he so angry right
now? As he thought about this, he began to realize it wasn't just anger he was
feeling. He had felt this emotion many times before but never this strongly. It
was the way he had felt when Peter was with Lois. It was the pain he endured
when Jillian had married Derek. It was jealousy. What the fuck? He was jealous
because Stewie was with someone! When did this happen? How could he
possibly want Stewie? He had never been attracted to any other male. What made
Stewie the exception? Brian contemplated these things as he drove, and before
he knew it, he had arrived at the hotel. He parked his car near the sidewalk
and rushed inside. There he saw Stewie sitting on the bench in the lobby. He
walked up to the boy.
"Where is he?"
Stewie looked up to face Brian and spoke nonchalantly.
"I told him he needed to leave because I wasn't sure what you would do."
Brian pinched the bridge of his nose. A headache was quickly coming on.
"I'm going to fucking kill him if I ever see him again! It was Lee, wasn't it?
The guy you introduced me to at the restaurant a couple months back! "
Stewie regarded Brian for a second. He had never seen the dog this angry.
"Why do you care so much? Is this really such a big surprise, Brian? Why does
it matter so much? I'm not your average baby. I'm surprised you're so shocked
considering everything else I've gotten up to in the past."
The dog let out a heavy sigh, as he tried to calm himself down while going to
sit on the bench beside Stewie, head down towards the ground.
"You're just…so young, Kid. You shouldn't even be thinking about stuff like
this yet, and…"
Brian paused for a second as if he was contemplating saying anything else.
After a minute, he continued.
"…if you are going to be…engaging in…that…it should at least be…with someone
who actually cares about you."
Stewie gazed at Brian, confused.
"What are you trying to say, Brian?"
The dog turned to look Stewie in the eyes. He could see the hope that was
radiating from within. He knew that Stewie had some kind of attraction to him.
All he had to do was tell the kid how he felt. He would be his, but was that
really the right thing to do? These feelings that he had just discovered, was
it ok to feel this way towards Stewie? He was just a baby.
I can't do it.
"I don't know. N-nothing. Let's just go. It's really late and we need to get
back to the house before anyone notices you're gone."
Stewie's face immediately saddened at Brian's response. The dog felt a pang of
guilt but shook it away.
It's for the best.
Another couple of seconds, and Stewie's expression changed back to its usual
smugness.
"I guess you're right. We wouldn't want Lois thinking you and I have run away
together or something ridiculous like that, would we?"
Brian was taken aback by Stewie's sudden quip but did his best to hide his
shock and play the game they were so used to playing with each other.
"Yeah right. Like I would ever run away with you. I'm not the gay one,
remember?"
Stewie feigned a look of shock before giving a hearty laugh and hopping off the
bench.
"Come on, Dog. Let's get out of here before you end up saying something you'll
regret."
Brian wasn't sure what Stewie meant by that, but obliged by standing from the
bench and heading toward the door. Before he had taken his second step, Stewie
had grabbed his hand. Brian inwardly smiled and gave Stewie's hand a little
squeeze as they exited the hotel.
===============================================================================
The car trip back home was passed in complete silence. Stewie just stared out
the passenger side window, thinking, and Brian was wrapped up in his own
thoughts. He let his mind wander back to all his time spent with Stewie. He
remembered the day when Lois first brought him home from the hospital, how the
kid freaked him out by saying things no infant should ever say, mainly because
infants shouldn't be able to say anything. The family just passed it off as the
ramblings of a baby, but Brian knew there was more to this child than met the
eye. There was a period of rivalry between the two, but that hadn't lasted
long. Before he knew it, he and Stewie were inseparable. Then something else
happened. Stewie began to focus less and less of his time on world domination
and more and more of his time on spending it with Brian. It wasn't long until
Brian began to realize that the kid had a crush on him of some sort, and when
he really thought about it, he never was actually really bothered by it. He
liked having someone think the world of him for a change. No one had ever cared
about him the way Stewie had, and it felt good to have someone who liked him as
much as Stewie did. As his mind continued to reminisce, Brian thought back to
all the moments where he and Stewie had acted like a couple. The few times they
had kissed stood out the most in his mind. Thinking back on it, Brian had never
found kissing Stewie very unpleasant. He would have never admitted that before,
but now that he was confronting these feelings, he had to ask himself one vital
question. Had he always felt this way about Stewie? If he hadn't, why had he
not confronted Stewie about the obvious affections the kid displayed toward
him.
He's just a kid.
That was it. Brian had buried these feelings because he was afraid of the
consequences due to Stewie's age. Well now he was acknowledging them, so what
was he going to do about it?
I may feel this way for Stewie, but that still doesn't make it right.
There was nothing he could do about it. Stewie was much too young for something
like that, and Brian wasn't going to help screw the kid up worse than he
already was.
One day these feelings will pass, and everything will be ok in the end.
Brian tried to convince himself that was the truth, but it just sounded so
false in his head.
It wasn't long before they had arrived back home. Brian parked the car in the
driveway and turned off the engine, but neither of them made a move to exit the
vehicle. Actually, Stewie couldn't have even if he wanted to because of the car
seat he was in, so it was really Brian keeping them inside the vehicle.
As they sat there, Stewie thought back to what Brian had said about being with
someone who cared about him. The look Brian had given him; it was the same look
he had seen on the dog's face when he talked about Lois or any of the other
bimbos he claimed to be in love with. Stewie knew it was absurd to think so,
but could it be possible that Brian had feelings for him? After tonight, things
were definitely going to be different, so maybe this was the right time for him
to tell Brian how he felt. He looked over at the dog.
"You never asked me why I did it."
Brian was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of Stewie's voice. He turned
to face the kid, wondering what he was referring to.
"Why you did what?"
As soon as Brian made eye contact, Stewie quickly lowered his head toward the
floor. He was so nervous right now. Only Brian could do that to him.
"You never asked me why I started going out as Desiree. All you cared about at
the moment was finding Lee and kicking his ass." He laughed a bit at the
thought of Brian beating Lee to a bloody pulp.
Brian tilted his head slightly, thinking about what the child had said. Stewie
was right. He had been so caught up in another matter at that moment, that he
never even bothered to question Stewie about his motives, and now that he
thought about it, he really had no idea what could possible drive the kid to do
such a thing. It was something that needed to be addressed
"Why did you do it, Stewie? Why would you do that to yourself?"
Stewie didn't respond for a couple of seconds. There was another awkward pause
between the two before Stewie lifted his head to face Brian again.
"I…I did it because of you."
Now, Brian was really confused. He had no idea what Stewie could possibly mean
by that.
"What did I do?"
Stewie was slightly shaking as he searched for the courage to tell the dog what
he had wanted to tell him for so long.
Here goes nothing.
"You…didn't do anything. I did it because…"
With all of his resolve Stewie finally said the words he had longed to say.
"…I love you."
Brian's eyes went wide. He was about to say something, but Stewie interrupted
him before he could get it out.
"Whenever I was with those men, I never saw them. I only saw you. I did it
because it hurt me so much to think I could never be with you. I know it was
all just a fantasy, but it helped, and I would have told you this sooner, but I
didn't want to risk ruining our friendship. All I cared about was your
happiness, Brian. I'd do anything for you, even…"
Stewie was shushed as Brian placed a finger over his lips. He had to nip this
in the bud right now before things got out of control, and he did something
he'd regret. He took a minute to collect his thoughts before speaking.
"Stewie, when I found out you were with someone. I felt something. Do you know
what I felt?"
Stewie shook his head slowly. His childlike gaze never leaving Brian's eyes.
"I felt jealousy. I hated the fact that you were with someone besides me."
Stewie's eyes went wide. A huge grin grew across his face as he went to say
something, but was once again stopped by Brian. His grin immediately fell when
Brian's expression remained serious. He didn't like the look the dog was giving
him right now.
"With that said…we can't be together, Stewie. What you're saying is love for me
is only a simple crush. You're much too young to be in love with anyone."
Stewie could feel his heart breaking with each word Brian spoke.
This can't be happening!
"But, but, but…"
The child began to tear up. Brian hated himself right now, but he was convinced
that this was all for the best.
"Stewie, I know this hurts now, but in time your feelings for me will fade, and
one day, when you're old enough, you'll find someone who you can spend the rest
of your life with."
Brian unbuckled Stewie from his car seat, picked him up, and hugged him tight
in an effort to console the crying infant.
"I'm so sorry, Kid." The dog whispered into his ear softly.
Stewie allowed a few more tears to fall into the dog's fur before roughly
shoving himself out of the embrace, and grabbing Brian by his collar, forcing
the dog to stare him straight in the face.
"Who are you to say my feelings aren't genuine? I am in love with you, Brian!
My feelings aren't going to just fade away like they never mattered! You
mean everything to me you stupid mutt!"
Brian could tell that Stewie was furious. The passion behind every word the
child spoke surprised him a great deal, and it was getting very hard to ignore
how good it felt to be this close to the boy.
Keep it together, Brian. This is to be expected. Don't give in.
"Stewie, I'm…"
Stewie shoved Brian back into the seat forcing the dog to keep quiet. He wasn't
going to let Brian get another word in. He was going to have his say in the
matter.
"Don't! Just don't, Brian! All you ever do is complain about how you'll never
find that special someone who you can love and who will love you in return!
You're constantly pushing yourself into relationships hoping that something
will come of it, but nothing ever does! Why is it that when you finally have
that special someone staring you straight in the bloody face, all you want to
do is throw it away! Fuck my age, Brian! I usually don't have to deal with this
kind of thing from you! You're usually the one person I can depend upon to
understand that I'm far beyond my years in maturity! You have no idea how
frustrating that can be for me at times! Sure, there are moments when I do act
my age and slip into childlike habits, but that doesn't mean I'm not capable of
understanding true love when it's right in front of me! That's what this can
be, Brian! We were made for each other, but until you stop feeling guilty about
it, nothing will come of it! I don't know what else I can say!"
Stewie was almost hoarse by the time he had finished his rage-fueled rant. He
could handle Brian not feeling the same, but Brian admitting how he did, in
fact, have feelings for him and then turning around and saying that there was
nothing they could do about it was just too much for the boy to handle. He let
out a very brutish growl, making Brian flinch a little in fear of what the
child would do next, but all Stewie could do was open the car door, hop out,
and run inside the house, crying all the way. He rushed up the stairs and to
his room. Once inside, he slammed his door and fell against the wall.
Stupid dog! What does he know about love?
Stewie threw his wig to the ground, tossed his purse across the room, pulled
his knees to his chest, and just sobbed it all out. He cried because now he
knew for sure that he would never have Brian. Even when the dog admitted to
loving him back, Brian refused to see how wonderful they could be together.
What more could he do? All there was to do now was cry. He wasn't sure how long
he cried, but after awhile, he got up, and picked up his wig. He placed the wig
back in his closet and began to undress himself. A machine appeared from his
wall, once he was naked, and proceeded to put on his usual diaper and blue
footie pajamas. All he wanted right now was to go to sleep. At least he could
have Brian in his dreams. After putting all of his discarded clothing away,
Stewie climbed into his crib and grabbed Rupert. He cuddled the bear seeking
comfort. All was quiet in the room except for the occasional sniffle from the
infant.
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Brian had been frozen in place ever since Stewie had stormed out of the
vehicle. A moment ago he had been convinced that it was best to not be with
Stewie, but now, he wasn't too sure about that. He knew now that Stewie's
feelings for him were not the result of a simple crush, but that Stewie was
really, truly in love with him. Wasn't that what he had always wanted? It was
just as Stewie said. Could Brian actually be happy with Stewie? He knew the
answer to that question before he had even asked it.
Yes.
Stewie loved Brian. He really loved him, and Brian wasn't sure if there had
ever been anyone else who had told him they loved him and had meant it like
Stewie had. Either way, tonight was a night for decision. Either he accepts
Stewie's feelings for him and gives their relationship a shot or he pushes it
all away, goes back to burying his feelings, and continues to seek a love he'll
most likely never find.
I've been such a fool!
Brian snapped back to reality.
"What have I done?"
He had to fix this. He had to go to Stewie. He had to let him know how stupid
he had been before and that there was no one else on this Earth who would make
him happier. He unbuckled his seat belt and rushed out of the car. The dog
barged into the house, only to be quickly reminded about the sleeping Griffin
clan. After calmly shutting the front door, he sped up the stairs and to the
door of the baby's room. As he reached for the knob, Brian could hear the soft
sniffles coming from Stewie on the other side.
Don't worry, Kid. Everything's going to be alright. I'm here now, and I'm not
going anywhere.
He opened the door and entered the room. As he was shutting the door, he heard
a rustle of sheets and then a familiar voice.
"Please, go away, Brian! There's nothing you could possible say that would make
me feel better about all this! I just want to sleep right now."
Brian approached Stewie's crib and looked down at the child. Even in the dark,
he could tell how hard Stewie had been crying. He felt terrible.
"I'm really sorry for not listening to you Stewie and for belittling your
feelings for me. I understand now. You're in love with me. You're really in
love with me. I had no right to say otherwise."
Brian reached down to pick up the boy. Stewie tried to struggle at first, but
eventually, he just gave in. He just didn't have the strength anymore. Brian
hugged the boy, and Stewie felt a pang of longing as his body meshed with the
dog's.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
Brian didn't say anything. He walked over to where Stewie had previously been
crying, sat down, and began slowly rocking the baby back and forth. Brian began
to hum a familiar tune that only he and Stewie knew. It was the song that he
had sung with Stewie on the train heading back towards Quahog, after a series
of incidents left them with no other means of transportation. It had been the
first of many. It didn't take long for Stewie to recognize the song, and he
couldn't help but hum along with the dog as his mind wandered back to that time
that seemed so long ago, the moment he and Brian had become friends. The two
continued to hum softly to one another as Brian began to softly massage the
child's back. Stewie ceased his humming as he let out a sad moan full of want.
Brian pulled Stewie away from his chest and raised the boy's chin up so that
Stewie was looking him in the eyes. Stewie tried to turn away, but Brian held
him firmly. Finally, Stewie gave up, and the two of them made eye contact.
Now or never, Brian.
Brian slowly leaned his head forward, turning it slightly. Stewie was sure that
this was all just a dream and he had fallen asleep in his crib. He began to
slowly inch his head forward as well, and eventually, their lips met. At first
it was just a soft peck, but Brian began to push his mouth more insistently
against Stewie's, and the boy gladly opened his mouth against the dog's. Stewie
couldn't believe this. Brian was kissing him! He was really kissing him! The
boy took a moment to appreciate the feeling of the dog's furry muzzle against
his skin. The kiss eventually evolved into a full-on make out session as both
of them worked to release all the pent up sexual tension that had been building
up between them ever since they first laid eyes on one another. Unfortunately,
all good things must come to an end, and they both broke away at the same time,
gasping for air. Their gasps were husky, and both of them could see the lust in
each other's eyes. Once they had recuperated their breath, their lips met
again. This time they fell to floor as Brian began to unbutton Stewie's
pajamas. The child grabbed the dog's collar tightly, and began to grind himself
against Brian's stomach frantically. Brian could feel himself getting hard from
Stewie's pelvic movements as he undid the last button and Stewie effortlessly
slid out of his clothing. They broke apart once more, and Stewie straddled
Brian's hips and whispered seductively,
"Fuck me, Brian!"
Brian chuckled and rolled himself over so that Stewie was now below him.
"With pleasure."
Brian wasted no time in removing the child's diaper. He took a moment to gaze
upon his small partner. He had seen Stewie naked before, but this was a
completely different experience. It was only just now that he realized just how
beautiful the child was. He knelt down and nuzzled the space between Stewie's
legs with his nose. He had never done anything like this before, but this was
going to be his way of making up for all the hurt he had caused his Stewie. He
slowly stuck out his tongue and wrapped it around Stewie's small shaft. Stewie
let out a sudden gasp of pleasure. He lifted himself up onto his elbows to look
at the dog.
"Brian, you don't have to…"
Brian stopped what he was doing and pushed the child back down. He gave Stewie
a quick peck on the lips before speaking.
"I want to do this, Stewie."
With that he lowered his head back down and continued with his task of sucking
Stewie off. The boy just closed his eyes, occasionally bucking upwards towards
the dog's mouth. Not even in his dreams did he ever imagine Brian doing
something like this, and he sure as hell wasn't going to complain! As Brian
continued to blow Stewie, he reached up and placed one of his fingers near the
child's mouth. Stewie opened his mouth and began sucking on Brian's digit. He
was in heaven. The dog could feel his penis sliding out of its sheath due to
Stewie's succulent sucking of his finger. Once he felt that his finger was good
and wet, he removed it from the baby's mouth. Stewie let out a moan of
dissatisfaction, but all qualms he had were soon forgotten once he felt the
same finger entering his small opening. Stewie reached down and grabbed the
carpeted floor in a vice-like grip.
"Oh! Brian!"
Brian smirked a little, taking pride in his abilities to get the infant off. He
continued to slowly insert his finger, making sure to stop every once in awhile
to move it around in an attempt to loosen the kid up. Stewie's lip began to
quiver; he was so close, he could feel his orgasm building up, but just as he
was moments away from the point of no return, Brian ceased his sucking.
Stewie's head shot up in disapproval, and he glared at Brian.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Dog!"
Brian gave Stewie a disapproving look of his own before rising up so that his
face was mere inches away from the child's.
"Shut up and kiss me you demon brat!"
Stewie was taken completely off guard as Brian inserted a second finger while
at the same moment their lips crashed together. Stewie let out a small yelp of
pain against Brian's mouth as his eyes began to tear up. Brian used his free
hand to wipe Stewie's tears away. He pushed his tongue into Stewie's mouth and
began to wrestle with the boy's own tongue, hoping to take the child's mind
away from the current pain. Stewie accepted Brian's challenge and began to
fight back, determined to be the victor in their little war. Their tongues
clashed fiercely over and over again. Brian began to scissor Stewie as he
continued to fight for dominance, but Stewie wasn't going to make it easy for
him. Their battle continued for almost a whole minute before Brian finally gave
up and pulled his mouth away. Stewie smirked up at him with a look that said
"victory is mine". Brian gave Stewie a smirk right back as he removed his
fingers from within the boy. Stewie sighed.
"Brian! Stop teasing me you heartless bastard!"
Brian backed away a bit as he responded.
"Almost ready, Kid. Just hang on for a few more minutes. I want this to hurt as
little as possible"
Stewie huffed in annoyance but acquiesced. Brian placed his mouth against the
child's rear and began licking Stewie's asshole. The boy let out another moan
of satisfaction as Brian pushed his tongue forward until he achieved
penetration. The dog began lapping at Stewie's insides, coating them with his
saliva. Stewie continued to make small noises of pleasure as he began to writhe
beneath the dog.
"Mmmmmm. That's a good dog. Good, Brian."
Stewie's proclamations of pleasure were getting the dog extremely horny, and it
wasn't long before his member was completely hard. Once Brian was sure that
Stewie was ready, he removed his tongue and looked up at Stewie to confirm
this.
"Are you ready, Kid?"
Stewie didn't even bother lifting himself up to look at Brian as he answered
back.
"I've been ready for so long."
Brian smiled at this as he raised himself up to his knees and aligned the tip
of his cock with Stewie's opening. He rubbed the leaking tip along Stewie's
hole as a last bit of lubrication before he slowly began to enter the boy. The
dog released a low moan. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside
Stewie. As Brian got more of himself inside the child, Stewie's breathing began
to speed up. Brian reveled in the sounds coming from his small partner. Sounds
no infant should ever make. It took all of his control to not just start
pounding away, but he made sure to take great care and not allow his knot to
slip in as he slid the last couple of inches inside. Brian waited for a moment,
allowing Stewie to adjust to his length. Stewie took a minute to enjoy the
feeling of just having the dog inside him before motioning for Brian to
continue. He began to slowly thrust in and out of the boy.
"Oh! Fuck! Stewie!"
The child was whimpering with pleasure below the dog.
"Don't hold back, Brian! Speed up!"
Brian didn't have to be told twice as he began to pick up speed, getting a nice
rhythm going. Stewie reached up and pulled the dog down by his collar, melding
their two bodies together. They were a perfect fit. Brian began to whisper
softly into the baby's ear as he increased the speed of his thrusting.
"Oh! Stewie! I'm so sorry I kept you waiting for so long!"
Stewie wrapped his arms around the dog's neck and began to move his body in
time with Brian's thrusts.
"You have nothing to be sorry about! You're here now! That's all that matters!"
They began to get lost in each other as their pleasure grew. Brian began
humping like a madman, as he let out several low guttural grunts.
"Oh! Fuck! Stewie! You're so fucking tight!"
He raised his head up to stare into the eyes of his small lover.
"Oh! Brian! Fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch!"
Brain enveloped Stewie's lips in another passionate kiss as he sat up and
pulled the child against his chest. Stewie made a small squeal in surprise and
grabbed onto Brian's collar to keep from falling backward, but Brian held
Stewie tight as he pumped up and down in a frenzy of lust. Their kisses became
more erratic, their mouths crashing into each other's with every upward thrust
Brian made. Stewie was practically bouncing on Brian's cock, but Brian made
sure to keep a hold on the boy so he didn't impale him too deeply.
"Oh god! Brian! Yes! Harder! Faster!"
Brian loved hearing Stewie talk this way to him. If the child kept that up, it
wouldn't be long before he came.
"Mmmmmm! Stewie! You're such a wonderful lover!"
"Ah! I'm so close, Brian!"
"Me too, Stewie! Just a little more!"
Brian could feel his climax approaching. He continued to fuck Stewie as hard as
he could. Stewie was in complete ecstasy. He could feel the pleasure coursing
through his entire body bringing him ever closer to the point of no return.
"J-just a little more!"
"Come with me, Stewie!"
That did it. The sound of Brian's low sultry voice begging him to climax along
with him sent the child over the edge.
"Ahhhhhhh! Brian!"
Stewie's muscles contracted against the dog's shaft causing Brian to reach his
peak.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Stewie!"
Brian released spurt after spurt of hot cum into Stewie's small body. Stewie
wallowed in the intense warmth as Brian's seed filled him to the brim. They
were both spent. Brian fell onto his back and hugged the sweat-soaked child
against him. They both just lay there, in each other's arms, totally satiated
and panting for breath. After several minutes, Stewie raised his head to look
at the dog.
"I love you, Brian."
Brian looked up at Stewie and gave him another quick kiss.
"I love you too, Stewie."
Stewie wanted to just fall asleep right there, but he knew if the others caught
them like this in the morning he'd most likely never see Brian again.
"We have to clean up."
Stewie made a weak effort to lift himself up off of Brian but his arms gave out
and he fell back into the dog's embrace. He was so tired. Brian knew Stewie was
right, but he saw how exhausted the kid was.
"You just relax, Kid. I'll take care of it."
Stewie gave a weak nod in understanding as he let out a quiet yawn.
Brian sat himself up while still clutching the child. He slowly stood up and
made his way over to Stewie's changing table. It was a struggle, but with the
help of a stepping stool, he managed to raise himself up enough so that he
could place the child on the table before pulling his member out of the boy.
Cum instantly began to pour out of Stewie. Brian grabbed the baby wipes and
cleaned himself up first before setting to work on Stewie. It took several
wipes, but he eventually managed to scoop up all the excess cum and clean out
Stewie's asshole. Once all the wipes were in a ball, Brian walked away to
retrieve Stewie's diaper. He placed the used wipes inside the diaper, wrapped
it all up, and disposed of the diaper. He grabbed a new diaper from the pile
and quickly put it on Stewie. Once he had retrieved the baby's pajamas, he
redressed Stewie. He took a moment to appreciate his work. No one would ever
know. After picking up the boy, Brian returned him to his crib. Stewie looked
up at Brian, eyes hazy from a lack of sleep.
"Thank you, Brian."
Stewie fell asleep with a smile. Brian leaned down and kissed the baby's
forehead.
"No. Thank you, Stewie."
He would join Stewie in a minute, but first he had one more thing to take care
of. He exited the room and quietly made his way down the hall towards the
bathroom. Grabbing a towel, he made his way back to where he and Stewie had
lain together and wiped up the small wet spot they had left. After quickly
disposing of the towel, Brian returned and climbed into the crib with Stewie.
He pulled the child against him in a spooning position and closed his eyes as
sleep claimed him.
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The next morning, Stewie awoke to the sound of an annoying buzzing.
"What the devil?"
The child attempted to sound annoyed, but it just came off as groggy. He yawned
and stretched before climbing out of his crib. Following the sound of the
buzzing, he eventually stopped at his purse. Just as he thought, it was his
phone. He picked up the purse and found his cell. The caller ID said Lee. With
a sigh he answered the phone.
"What is it, Lee?"
"I was just calling to make sure you were alright."
Stewie pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I'm fine, Lee."
"Oh. Well that's good, so listen Desiree; I was thinking that maybe you'd like
to get together sometime later this…"
Stewie cut Lee off before he could finish.
"Actually, Lee, I'm not going to need you anymore. Go find someone your own age
you sick pedophile."
With that said, Stewie almost hung up but stopped to say one more thing.
"And my name's not Desiree. It's Stewie."
He hung up the phone as a big grin spread across his face. After placing the
phone on a nearby table, Stewie marched back over to his crib to rejoin his
love. He climbed back into bed and pushed himself against the dog. Brian opened
his eyes slightly on the verge of waking up. He smiled and wrapped an arm
around the child to pull him in closer. The dog lapped away at his ear softly
in a show of affection. Stewie let out a tiny giggle. He didn't need to be
Desiree any longer.
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