Justin sat staring out the classroom window. He’d always known, but admitting he was gay to his parents had been difficult. Things were very strained at home now. Although Jennifer Taylor tried to calm matters, his father remained determined. No son of his could ever be gay. He refused to believe it. As far as Craig Taylor was concerned, it wasn’t possible. How could his son be so different and he never notice before? Just thinking about it was outside his father's comfort zone. Every time the subject came up, it ended in an argument and not being used to arguments, Justin was struggling to cope. Exams were fast approaching and concentrating was impossible. 

“Taylor?” 

A stern voice jolted his mind back to the present. Justin looked at the teacher, who was standing in front of him, red faced and angry. 

“Well?” 

Shit, now he was in trouble. Mr. Banks had cautioned him twice already today. He looked into the man’s eyes and waited for him to explode. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, he shrugged. “I’m sorry, I have no idea.” Justin apologized for the third time today. 

Mr. Banks glared at him. “See me after the lesson, please.” 

Justin nodded. 

There was a snicker around the room and Justin couldn’t help but notice the satisfaction on Chris Hobbs’ face. 

The teacher asked his question to someone else and Justin went back to staring out the window. 

The rest of the lesson blurred into oblivion until the bell rang, signaling the day was over. Thank god. As the rest of the students hurried to their sports activities, Justin slowly packed up his books and walked to the front of the classroom to face the music. 

Mr. Banks left Justin standing by his desk until all the other students had left the room. He looked up from his papers and shook his head. 

“This can’t keep happening, Justin,” he said sternly. 

“I’m sorry, sir. I can’t concentrate,” Justin said sadly. 

Nathan Banks shook his head again. The last two weeks had been unexpected. Justin had always been such a diligent student. His marks were high and he had an exemplary record, but suddenly Justin had plunged from the top to the bottom of his class. All Justin’s teachers were complaining of the same tired, listless behavior from their previously dedicated student. “Maybe I can help? Talk to me, Justin.” 

Justin shook his head and looked at his feet. “No one can help, sir,” he said meekly. 

“You don’t know that, son. Every problem can seem insurmountable when you’re trying to deal with it alone. Talking about it may help, Justin. You have always been one of my best students. I know something is wrong. I want to help you, but you need to tell me about it,” Nathan sighed. 

“I’ll try to do better,” Justin whispered. “I can’t talk about it, sir.” 

Nathan breathed out heavily. “Detention is in the library.” 

Justin picked up his back pack and went to detention. He’d been there every day for the last two weeks for one reason or another. It didn’t matter. His mind wasn’t on that either. As he walked to the library, Chris Hobbs was waiting for him in the hallway. 

“Keep going like this Taylor and you won’t graduate,” Chris sniggered as he shoved Justin roughly, knocking him to the floor. 

Justin knew from experience it was better to stay down until Chris finished taunting him and walked away. If he stood up, Chris would only knock him down again anyway. They used to be good friends until Justin had jerked Chris off in the sport’s storage room two months ago. At the time, Chris seemed to enjoy himself, but afterwards, he had turned on Justin like a crazy person. He’d always been a bully, but Justin had never been on the receiving end before their private encounter. Ever since that afternoon, Chris' taunting of him had been extreme. Justin wondered why Chris was taking a chance on him retaliating and telling everyone. If he didn’t want anyone to know, why was he pushing him so hard? It would take only one comment to the rest of his class, but that wasn’t who he was. Justin wouldn’t have told anyone anyway. The last thing he needed was the rest of the school to label him a fag. 

Being exposed at school was the last thing Justin needed at the moment. 


********


Debbie Novotny leaned against the counter. It had been slow again today. In the last two weeks, the weather had suddenly turned cold. Cold weather always affected business. She looked out the window at a boy who was loitering in the street. Same kid, she thought. He looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. There was usually no time to notice what was happening outside. The diner was always busy, but when the cold weather hit, it at least gave her a break. She frowned. 

“Ed, I’m taking a break,” she called out to the man in the back as she pulled on her thick wool coat. “Ten minutes, I won’t be long.” 

“Are you mad going out there if you don’t have too?” Ed called back. 

Debbie smiled. It was crazy to go outside, but she was curious. The same kid had been milling around for the last few days and she wondered why. She already had an idea. It was tough for kids who knew they were gay and didn’t have anyone to talk to. She’d been a PFLAG Mom for long enough to recognize a kid in crisis. As she walked outside, the boy moved away from the window. Debbie watched him hurry to the bus stop and sit down on the seat to wait. She followed and sat beside him. After a few minutes, she turned and smiled. “Cold, isn’t it?” 

Justin looked up, startled, unsure of how to respond. He knew who she was. He’d been watching her for the last few days and thought she seemed nice. 

Debbie noticed the school uniform. St James Academy was clear on the other side of town. A friend from PFLAG sent her daughter to the same school. “I’ve noticed you the last few days. Do you live around here?” 

Justin shook his head, embarrassed. 

“There’s nothing wrong with being gay.” 

Justin nodded, but didn’t speak. 

“My son’s gay,” Debbie smiled. “So is my brother.” 

Was she telling him the truth? Justin wondered; her son and her brother. “Do you live under power lines or something?” He didn’t realize he’d said the words out loud until she laughed loudly. 

“You may have something there,” she smiled. “But, there is a flaw in your theory. If that was true, I’d be gay too. I think people are either gay or straight because they are supposed to be who they are.” Debbie noticed the sketch book in the boy’s hand. “You like to draw?” 

Justin smiled for the first time and Debbie couldn’t help but be impressed at the way his face lit up. “Yeah.” 

She reached out and touched the sketch book. “May I?” 

Justin nodded and watched as she flipped through his drawings. They were mostly portraits. He was glad that he was carrying one of his art class books with him. The sketch pad his father had found was full of cocks and asses, with a heavy spattering of balls. 

“You’re pretty good. You should enter some of your work in the GLC art show,” she smiled. “Of course, they like racier pictures, more dicks,” she laughed. “Do you have any of those?” 

“I...uh...er,” Justin stammered. 

“You won’t shock me,” she grinned. “Remember, gay son and gay brother?” 

Justin laughed. “Yeah, we already established it wasn’t the power lines.” 

“True enough.” 

“Are all the men in your family gay?” He asked. 

Debbie thought for a moment. “The last two generations were. Are you hungry?” 

Justin was pleasantly intrigued by her candor. He’d been coming down to Liberty Ave for two weeks now and this was the first person he’d really spoken to. There had plenty of offers to deflower him, but none he was comfortable with. Justin felt kind of relieved to have finally spoken to someone who didn't freak him out, even if she wasn’t gay. “A little,” he said softly. 

“Why don’t we go inside where it’s warmer?” She smiled. 

“I should be going home,” he shrugged. “But I guess I could eat something.” He was hungry and his stomach was gnawing. 

Debbie smiled. “We have the best food in the area. I make the lemon squares myself,” she said proudly. 

Justin wondered what a lemon square was, but didn’t ask in case he wasn’t ready to be told. “How are the cheese burgers?” 

“Best around,” she smiled. “I like mine with bacon.” 

“Me too,” Justin grinned. 

What an amazing smile? This kid would be a real heart breaker when he settled into being who he was, she thought. They walked into the diner together and Justin sat up to the counter. 

There weren’t many people inside, but the ones who were, looked interesting. He found himself discreetly looking over his shoulder at the people seated in the booths. 

“What do you want to drink?” Debbie smiled. 

“A chocolate shake thanks.” 

“Coming up, bacon cheeseburger won’t be long. Would you be interested in putting some of your more interesting work in the art show?” 

“I don’t…um,” Justin stammered. 

“You should draw some. I could get my son to pose for you,” she grinned. 

“No thanks,” Justin said, uncomfortably. “I’ll stick to the portraits.” 

“Art is art.” 

Justin nodded and waited for his burger. A squeal made Justin look around. A tall thin man was laughing and giggling as he walked in the door. 

“Fred or Barney?” Emmett laughed. 

“Fred,” Michael said confidently. “He’s a real bear. What time did Teddy say he was meeting us?” 

“At seven, he had to work back for a bit. What do you want to do tonight?” 

“Eat, Woody’s then Babylon of course,” Michael grinned. 

“I thought you wanted to do something different,” Emmett complained. 

“I’m not wasting a Friday night on something I may hate,” Michael laughed preferring to stick with the tried and true formula. 

Emmett shook his head. Michael was always talking about doing something different, but he never did. Brian went to Babylon and wherever Brian was, Michael wasn’t far behind. “Is Brian meeting us here?” 

“He wasn’t sure what time his meeting would finish. Hey Ma, how was your day?” 

Justin sat silently watching. The short one must be Debbie’s gay son. Made sense, he looked gay, Justin thought. He wondered if people looked at him and knew instantly who he was. He didn’t look gay, did he? The tall one was definitely gay. His mannerisms and his flamboyant hand gestures made him very conspicuous. Justin wasn’t sure he ever wanted to be so obvious. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed about who he was, he just thought it was personal. Besides, you didn't have to be a raving queen to be gay, did you? 

Debbie continued talking to her son as she put the cheeseburger down in front of Justin. “Eat up, Sunshine. Do you want another shake?” 

Justin nodded, but didn’t say anything. 

“Thank you,” Debbie said stiffly. 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Justin apologized. “Thank you.” 

Debbie smiled. “That’s all right just remember next time, okay?” 

Justin smiled. “Okay.” 

Debbie turned to her son who was standing next to Justin. “Justin, this is my son, Michael, Michael, Justin.” 

Michael smiled. “Hey Justin, Emmett this is Justin.” He wondered who the fuck Justin was. He was cute in a school boy kind of way, but not exactly his type. 

Justin nodded at Emmett. 

“Aren’t you just adorable,” Emmett squealed. He stretched and openly stared at Justin’s butt. “What a fabulous bubble butt.” 

Justin wriggled his ass back onto the chair so none of his behind was hanging over the edge. 

“Look, he’s embarrassed,” Emmett teased. 

Justin could feel his face getting hot. He was uncomfortable with this type of attention. 

“Taken to picking up children have we?” A voice boomed from behind them. 

Michael smiled and spun around, forgetting Justin instantly. “Brian, I thought you wouldn’t make it.” 

“I’m here aren’t I? Emmett, there's a playground on the next block,” Brian laughed. 

Emmett rolled his eyes as Brian walked across the room to their booth. Michael followed him quickly leaving Emmett standing with Justin. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” Emmett apologized. 

“I wasn’t embarrassed,” Justin said quickly as he spun around on the chair to face Emmett. 

“It is a nice butt though,” Emmett laughed and went to join his friends. 

“He didn’t mean anything,” Debbie said. She noticed Justin was still looking in the direction Emmett was walking. “His name’s Brian and you stay away from him.” 

Justin couldn’t believe how gorgeous Michael’s friend was. He could feel his cock jump to attention, but suddenly his chair spun back so he was facing the counter again, coming face to face with Debbie. 

“I mean it, stay away from him,” she warned. “He’s not the sort of person you should go anywhere near.” 

“Don’t you like him?” 

“He’s been Michael’s best friend since they were fourteen and I know him. I know him too well and you shouldn’t go anywhere near him. He’s trouble with a capital T.” 

Justin didn’t know Debbie well enough to argue with her, but his cock was telling him Brian was exactly who he was looking for. If Brian was trouble, Justin wanted his share. 


********


Woody’s was Woody’s and Brian was Brian. Before they left the bar, Brian had already had two blowjobs and three Beams. He had naturally won both games of pool and by the time they went to Babylon, he had already chosen the trick he would be taking home. 

“Who was that kid anyway?” Emmett asked Michael. 

“You know Ma,” Michael laughed. “She’s always picking up strays.” 

Brian returned from the backroom to hear the end of their conversation. “He knows Michael, he was one once,” Brian laughed. 

“Yeah, so were you,” Emmett snickered. 

Brian frowned. He hated being reminded of the past. “Yeah, but I developed into me and you developed into…. What was that you developed into?” He said coldly as he stalked away in search of his next trick. 

As Brian disappeared into the crowd, Michael scowled at his friend. “Why did you have to bring up his childhood that way? He’ll probably stay away from us for the rest of the night now.” 

“So?” Emmett said defiantly. Brian was so stuck up and Emmett was tired of it. 

Michael shook his head in disgust. He was sick of the constant unpleasant banter between his friends. 

“I hate the way he uses us for his own perverted enjoyment. He treats us like we are his subjects and he is King Brian,” Emmett snapped. “The King of Babylon won’t always be King and then he’ll find out what it’s like to be like everyone else.” 

“Brian will never be like everyone else,” Michael said wistfully. 

“And you need to get over him," Emmett persisted. "It’s time to move on, Michael. He will never give you what you want.” 

Michael turned back to face the bar. It wasn't true. One day they would be together, he could feel it. It was just the mean time he had to survive. He’d been in love with Brian since they were in high school. He wished it wasn’t so obvious, although he did want Brian just not everyone else, to know he was devoted to the man the loved. 

Emmett continued, hoping that this time Michael may listen to him. “You just hang around waiting to take him home every night, Michael. You deserve better,” Emmett said sadly. 

“I can’t help how I feel, Em.” 

Emmett slipped his arm around Michael’s waist and bent down to whisper in his ear. “Want a Cosmo?” 

Michael smiled. “What happened to Ted?” 

“He must have got caught up at work or maybe he got a better offer,” Emmett smiled. He thought for a moment. “I should call him, he’s probably lost track of the time.” 


********


Justin sat by the pool thinking about Brian. His father was in New York on business this week and he was able to relax at home and do a little daydreaming. Ever since his father had found the sketch book filled with drawings of his fantasies, he’d been like a bear with a sore head. It was best to stay out of his way and hope his Mom could calm things down. Justin was glad to have a week of peace. His father had thrown him out when it first blew up, but his mom intervened. After his mom fetched him back home, his parents had done nothing but fight. Justin closed his eyes and thought about the beautiful man he’d seen in the diner. The way he’d kissed Debbie’s son when Michael joined him in the booth, he had to be gay. Justin had run their meeting over and over in his head until he memorized every detail, conveniently blotting out Brian’s remarks about him being a child. He wasn’t a child. He would be eighteen soon and he was old enough to make his own decisions. If he wanted to be gay he could be and if he wanted Brian, he could have him too. Justin’s mouth narrowed and a determined look crept over his face as he devised his plan for Brian to be his. 

Jennifer Taylor watched her son lying on the blow up bed as it floated around in the pool. She was relieved her husband was away on business. Things had been very strained in the Taylor household lately. It didn’t matter to Jennifer if her son was gay. Justin was still her son and she loved him. Besides, Justin was still too young to know who he was. Craig was overreacting. 

She sighed loudly. Who was she kidding? In truth, she’d always known, but didn’t want to admit it. Justin had always been a very sensitive boy. He was never into sports, always choosing to draw and paint. He even liked to cook. They spent many happy hours together in her kitchen teaching Justin how to cook. She prided herself for encouraging her son’s interest in art. When he was a little boy, she started to take him to the art gallery. He loved looking at the paintings with her for hours. It was something they enjoyed doing together. Now Craig blamed her for turning his son into a ‘homo’. Had she? Jennifer Taylor wasn’t sure what to think anymore. She called out the window. “Justin, put more sun block on or you’ll get burnt.” 

Justin rolled his eyes as he reached for the tube. Having such fair skin was a real hassle. He thought about Brian’s skin and wondered how soft he was to touch. No, he decided. Hard, that’s what he would be. Justin imagined Brian would be hard with his rippling muscles. He felt his cock stiffen and turned over onto his belly so his mother wouldn’t see his predicament. As he rubbed his cock against the blow up bed, he imagined what it would be like if Brian was touching him. “Mmmm,” he sighed loudly as he came nearer to his release. Just as he was about to shoot, he heard his mother calling him for lunch. Damn, what a mood breaker. His mother always had perfect timing for ruining a daydream. 

After lunch, Justin called his friend Daphne. He wanted her to go back down to Liberty Ave with him tonight. Going alone wasn’t an option. He needed moral support and he knew Daph wouldn’t judge him. They had been friends for five years now. He’d never told her he was gay, but he was sure she knew. When he invited her to spend Saturday night with him, he told her to dress up, but didn’t say where they were going. He’d tell his mom they were going to the movies or something, he decided. Since he had outed himself to his parents, his mother preferred not to know where he was going. Justin was glad she’d stopped asking questions. Ever since he’d admitted he was gay, he was sure she was too afraid to ask him anything. He may just tell her something else she didn’t want to hear. As long as his mom could pretend nothing had changed, she was happy. 


********


Daphne had been a little surprised when Justin told her they were going to Liberty Ave, but she agreed to go. She wondered if Justin knew what went on down there. Before leaving, she put a small flask of bourbon from her father’s bar into her purse. Whatever they were going to do tonight, they both would need some courage. They went out together a lot, but never to a place like that. Daphne was more than a bit curious to find out what happened down there. She’s heard plenty of stories and this was her chance to get the scoop on being gay. Daphne had kissed a few boys and was sure men were her preference. She decided Justin must want moral support. 

After she picked Justin up, they finished off the flask in her car. She was feeling very mellow and was looking forward to staying out all night. Justin had told his mom he was staying at her house and she had told her mom she was staying at Justin’s. They both knew their parents wouldn’t check. After all they were both nearly eighteen. 

“Have you been with anyone before?” Justin asked boldly, the alcohol giving him Dutch courage. 

“Justin,” Daphne hit him in the arm. “I’m not telling you that.” 

“Why not? I’d tell you,” Justin laughed. 

“Well have you?” She grinned. 

“No, but I saw someone last night I’m interested in.” 

“Who?” 

“His name is Brian,” Justin said slowly. “Are you shocked?” 

Daphne shrugged. “I guess, no, not really. I kinda figured. What’s he like?” 

“Gorgeous,” Justin grinned. 

“Gorgeous enough to actually do it with him,” she gasped. 

“He’s so beautiful,” Justin sighed, the alcohol making it easier for him to answer honestly. 

The alcohol made it easier for Daphne to be open too. “Are you meeting him tonight?” 

“I want to, but I don’t know where he’ll be. I was at the Liberty diner yesterday when I saw him.” 

“What did he say to you?” 

“Nothing, I don’t think he noticed me,” Justin sighed. “But Daph, fuck. When I saw him, I swear I couldn’t breathe.” 

“So what’s the plan, Mc Duff?” Daphne smiled. 

“Not sure,” he shrugged. “I’m not sure if he’s involved with the woman in the diner’s son, Michael. Debbie told me to stay away from him. I’m not sure why.” 

“Then we should start at the diner I guess and find out why,” Daphne winked. 

It was almost ten when they drove to the Liberty Diner. When they went inside, there was no sign of Debbie or her son and his friends. 

Justin was disappointed. “I guess we could still grab a movie,” he said sadly. 

“You give up too easily,” she smiled. “Let me show you how women do things.” Daphne sat up to the counter. She waited for the waitress to come over. When the woman came closer, Daphne could see it was really a man in drag. “Hi,” she smiled warmly. “I’m a friend of Michael’s and I thought I was supposed to meet him here. I must have got the plans mixed up,” she sighed. 

The waitress looked at her watch. “You just missed him. He’s probably at Woody’s. They don’t usually go to Babylon until eleven. I’m not sure about Woody’s though, but I know he’s going to Babylon. He always does,” she smiled. 

Daphne smiled back. “We might get something to eat and meet him there.” She turned to Justin. “What are you having?” 

Justin was surprised how easily Daphne had acquired the information they needed. Women were very tricky. He’d watched his mom handle his dad the same way for years. “Bacon cheeseburger and a chocolate shake.” 

“I’ll have the same,” Daphne smiled, feeling incredibly superior. When the waitress walked away, she grinned at Justin. “See, if you want something, go after it.” 

They ate their burgers and at a quarter to eleven paid their bill. 

The same waitress smiled when Daphne tipped her. “Do either of you have a card to get into Babylon?” 

“Is it members only?” Daphne said disappointed. 

“Don’t worry. I’m getting off at eleven. I’ll take you in. I’m Kiki.” 

“I’m Daphne and this is Justin. I’m pleased to meet you Kiki,” Daphne smiled. 

“I love the way you do your eyes,” Kiki sighed. 

“Do you want me to show you?” 

“That would be great. I’ll get my makeup.” She sounded excited. 

Fifteen minutes later, they were on their way. Kiki’s boyfriend Doug was a bouncer on the door, so they didn’t need to queue. When they went inside, both were flabbergasted at what they saw. Hundreds of sweaty, half naked men were pressing their bodies against each other. There wasn’t a lot of woman, but Daphne was a big hit with the drag queens. Kiki introduced them around, telling all her friends about Daphne’s makeup tips. In no time, Daphne was swept into the bathroom to give more lessons. 

Justin was a little scared. The men around him looked hungry and he felt like he was dessert. A few asked him to dance, but he politely declined, choosing instead to have a drink. A red headed man persisted even though Justin had said no and Justin was getting more and more uncomfortable. 

“Come on,” the man continued as he grabbed Justin and pulled him close. 

“Maybe later,” Justin said, trying to be polite. “I want to finish my drink.” 

“I have something that tastes better in mind,” the man leered and grabbed Justin again. 

The situation was getting out of hand when suddenly the man released him and stepped back. Not missing the opportunity to get away, Justin turned to make his escape and walked straight into Michael’s friend. 

Brian smiled. It was obvious this kid shouldn’t have been in here. He was out of his depth. “Going somewhere?” 

Justin was so taken back having Brian standing close to him that he couldn’t answer. 

“If I hadn’t come along, you’d be face down in the backroom by now,” Brian grinned. “What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn’t you be all tucked in by your mommy for the night?” He turned to walk away, but before Justin could give a trite remark, the red head returned and made a grab for him. 

“If Kinney doesn’t want you, I’ll take you.” 

Brian spun around, his eyes flashing. “I said fuck off, he’s mine,” he growled fiercely as he slipped his arms around Justin and glared at the intruder. 

The man retreated quickly back into the crowd. 

Justin melted into Brian’s arms, his cock instantly stiff as Brian’s hard body was pressed against his. 

Brian smiled. It was obvious Justin was well endowed. “Mmmm, you have hidden talents.” He ground their cocks together in time to the music. This kid looked young, but he was in Babylon so he couldn’t be as young as he looked. Brian slid his hands down Justin’s arms and lifted them over his shoulders and around his neck. “I haven’t seen you in here before.” The kid’s face was familiar though. Not really his type, but he did have a great cock. Where had he seen this kid before? It suddenly dawned on him. “Weren’t you the kid with Debbie last night?” 

Justin nodded, meekly. 

“How old are you?” Brian demanded. 

Justin knew it was about to be over. He had to do something fast. “How old do I feel?” He said provocatively, looking into Brian’s eyes as he pressed tighter against him. 

Brian had always been a sucker for a big cock and this kid had a beauty. He mused how many inches were pressing against him. “You feel old enough to me.” He kissed Justin’s neck, running his tongue upwards before sliding it into Justin’s ear. 

“Mmmm,” Justin moaned and closed his eyes. His skin was tingling as Brian’s tongue slid along his jaw and their lips met. Justin thought he had died and gone to heaven. It was everything he had imagined and so much more. 

Justin’s body went limp in Brian’s arms as the warm tongue slid into his mouth. 

Brian’s hands slid down and rested on Justin’s ass. 

Justin hoped he wouldn’t shoot in his pants. He tried to think about farm machinery and gridiron, two things he had absolutely no interest in. 

Brian was surprised how much time he was taking with this kid. It was only early and he was usually onto his second trick by now. There was something about the way this kid melted against him. It made him feel strong and powerful. It made him want Justin even more. This wasn’t a back room fuck. He wanted the time to really explore this kid’s body. The music stopped and Brian released him. Grabbing Justin’s hand, Brian smiled. “Let’s go.” 

Justin knees felt weak, but he managed to stay upright as they pushed through the crowd to the exit. “Where are we going?” 

“My place.” 


********


They drove to Brian’s place in silence. 

Brian was thinking about a night of fucking and Justin was too scared to think of anything. 

Justin chastised himself for being afraid. This was exactly what he wanted. There was nothing to be scared of. He was gay and he needed to start his life as a gay man. He’d picked Brian to be his first and he was going home with the man of his dreams just like he wanted. 

Brian sensed Justin’s hesitation and for a moment wondered what was going on. He quickly dismissed the thought from his mind. He wasn’t interested in what this kid was thinking. As he waited for the light to change from red to green, he slid his hand up Justin’s leg coming to rest on the cock he couldn’t get out of his mind. Fabulous, he thought. When the light changed, he put his hand back on the stick and changed into gear before speeding away. A few minutes later, he pulled into a parking garage and stopped. He reached across and unclipped Justin’s seatbelt, brushing their bodies together again. 

Justin couldn’t help but moan softly. It felt so good when Brian was close to him. 

Brian smiled. He couldn’t wait to get upstairs and fuck this kid’s brains out. He straightened up in his seat and climbed out. He looked at Justin who was still in the car. “You coming or are we doing it here?” 

Justin climbed out. “Coming.” 

Brian walked to the elevator without waiting and pressed the button. 

Justin hurried after him. “I’m Justin.” 

Brian didn’t answer as he pulled down the grate and pressed the button for the top floor. 

Justin’s heart was racing as the elevator moved slowly to the top. 

Brian pulled up the grate and strolled into the hallway. Who cares, he thought as he punched his password into the keypad and unlocked the door. Sliding it open, Brian walked in first. 

Justin took a deep breath and followed Brian inside. 

“Close the door,” Brian ordered. 

Justin walked back and slid the heavy steel door closed. Suddenly, the seriousness of the situation hit him. He was in a stranger’s apartment. Nobody knew where he was. What if Brian was an axe murderer? He sighed inwardly. Well at least he’d die happy…..unless Brian tortured him. 

“You want a beer?” 

“Yes please.” Justin looked around Brian’s apartment. It was cold but elegant, very much like the man who lived there. 

Brian grabbed two beers from the refrigerator, holding both bottles in one hand as his other guided Justin to the sofa. “Drink up and we’ll get started.” He flopped down onto the sofa and handed Justin his beer. 

“Started?” 

Brian pulled Justin onto his lap. 

Justin’s inner dialog was moving at the speed of a super highway. What was he doing here? He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t tell Brian he was a virgin. Brian would take him back to Babylon and leave him there or worse, just throw him out. He’d read enough books to have a general idea of what would happen. He didn’t want Brian to think he was some loser who didn’t have a clue. Justin decided to treat the situation like he was in drama class. Confidence was the key to not looking foolish. Straddling Brian’s lap, Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s neck and brushed their lips together the way Brian had on the dance floor. He needed to relax and just let it happen. Brian’s cock was hard as it pressed into his butt. 

“Mmmm,” Justin moaned. He copied Brian’s kisses from earlier in the evening, running his tongue up Brian’s neck the way he’d done it to him at Babylon. Brian tasted so good. His skin was salty and hot. 

Brian relaxed against the back of the sofa. This kid had a great tongue. He was surprised how much he was enjoying this. He wasn’t usually one for time wasting pleasantries preferring to spend his time on more productive past times like fucking. 

“Show me how you like to be touched,” Justin murmured into Brian’s ear. “You taste so good.” 

Brian stood up with Justin still straddling his lap. He walked up the stairs to the bedroom, his hands on Justin’s ass. Laying him in the middle of the bed, Brian stood up and slowly removed his clothes, 

Justin watched as Brian disrobed and as each article of clothing came off, he felt his mouth become drier. When Brian slid his jeans down over his thighs, Justin saw he wasn’t wearing any underwear. 

Brian smiled as Justin watched him. He knew Justin was impressed. Moving closer until his knees were pressed against the bed, Brian stopped and reached forward to pull Justin up onto his knees. No one had ever asked him how he liked to be touched before. It was sweet. Brian was keen to see what Justin had in mind. This kid was surprising him. 

Justin was terrified he would disappoint Brian. He wracked his brain wondering what to do next before reaching out and gently fondling Brian’s hard cock. He remembered what made Chris go crazy that day in the store room and rolled Brian’s cock with both hands. He could see he was on the right track. 

Brian closed his eyes. “Hmmm.” 

As Justin’s thumb wiped the pre come away from Brian’s slit, he moaned loudly. “Oh yeah.” He was close and wanted to come. Brian knew he couldn’t fuck when he was as close as this. 

As if Justin could read his mind, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against Brian’s cock. 

“Tell me what you want? Tell me how to touch you?” He whispered. 

“Suck it,” Brian sighed. 

Justin remembered how talking to Chris while he jerked him off made him crazy. He opened his mouth and swept his tongue around the tip of Brian’s cock. “Like this?” 

“Just like that,” Brian moaned. This felt so good. 

Justin wrapped his hand around it and held the base of Brian’s cock firmly then slid his mouth down at the same time his hand slid up. 

“Fuck,” Brian gasped. 

Justin’s hand slid back down to the base again as his mouth slid off then repeated his movement, this time faster. He repeated his movement over and over until Brian was sighing out of control. 

“I’m gonna come,” Brian groaned loudly. 

Justin licked and flicked and sucked until Brian was shooting down his throat. He swallowed quickly, eager to get as much of Brian as possible. 

Brian shuddered, his body lurching forward deeper into Justin’s mouth. “Ahhhhhhhh,” Brian cried out until his body went limp. Fucking hell this kid gave great head. Before he could catch his breath, Justin pulled Brian forward so he fell onto the bed. 

Justin knew Brian wouldn’t be getting hard again for a while and wanted to spend the time he had left exploring the rest of Brian’s body. “What else do you like?” He asked innocently. 

“I like everything,” Brian panted, trying to catch his breath. As his chest rose and fell, he felt Justin’s hands running over him. This was a change for someone to be touching him, His trick’s usually let him do everything. “Mmmm,” he sighed as Justin tweaked his nipples. 

Justin noticed how much Brian liked it. The harder he pulled on Brian’s nipples, the more he writhed under Justin’s touch. Climbing on top of Brian to get a better grip, he felt Brian getting hard all over again. Justin bent forward and took each nipple in his mouth in turn, pulling gently. 

“Ohhhh,” Brian moaned. 

“Is that good?” Justin sighed. 

“So good, “Brian moaned. 

Justin closed his teeth and pulled as his tongue flicked the hardened nub. He ground his butt against Brian’s hard on until he felt Brian’s body stiffen again. He rolled both nipples hard between his fingers and slid back down Brian’s body. As he flicked the tip of Brian’s cock in time with his fingers, Brian gasped. “Fuck, I’m coming.” Justin smiled, but didn’t lose his rhythm and as Brian came, he licked the come up, holding it in his mouth. He climbed on top of Brian again and when he kissed him, he allowed it to drizzle into Brian’s mouth and down his throat. “Now that’s good,” Justin murmured. 

It had been a long time since a trick had surprised him. He was expecting an innocent kid, certainly not this. This was hot. 

Justin rolled off Brian, his kisses not missing a beat. When he needed to stop for air, he said softly. “Turn over for me.” 

Brian hesitated briefly and opened his eyes. “You’re not fucking me. I’m the top.” 

“I don’t want to fuck you. I want to touch you,” Justin moaned. He was enjoying this and didn’t want it to stop. 

Brian turned slowly onto his belly. He was unsure why he was doing as he was told. 

Justin lifted Brian’s arms over his head, elongating his beautiful body. He looked at the perspiration beading on Brian’s skin and climbed on top of Brian again. 

As Justin’s lips slid across the back of his neck, Brian closed his eyes. What was this kid doing to him? What wasn’t this kid doing to him? Every time Justin touched him, he was hard and they hadn’t even fucked yet. He felt Justin spin around and sit on his shoulders, sliding his tongue down the small of his back to his butt cheeks. 

Justin had read about it, but he’d never done it before. He wanted to experience everything with Brian and besides the more time he spent making love to Brian, the less likelihood Brian would stick his enormous cock in his ass. Justin wanted to feel that too, but he wasn’t ready. He wanted to know everything about Brian’s body before Brian moved on to his. He kneaded Brian buttocks and the inside of his thighs, increasing his pressure slowly until Brian was sighing again. He had researched rimming extensively and wanted to try it. “I want to taste you.” Justin slid his finger down between Brian’s cheeks and gently brushed against his pucker. 

Brian stiffened. 

“I won’t go inside, I promise.” 

Brian was nervous. He wanted to trust Justin. Every time Justin touched him was better than the time before. “Okay,” he said softly. 

Justin smiled and slid his tongue down Brian’s back, down between his cheeks and across his hole. 

“Fuck,” Brian gasped as Justin licked his opening over and over again without going inside. “Mmmmm,” Brian sighed. It felt amazing. He’d never let anyone do this to him before. No wonder tricks when crazy when he rimmed them. Not sure how much time passed, Brian found he was rubbing his now hard again cock against the sheets. As Justin gently nipped the fleshy part of his butt, he felt Justin lap at his balls from behind. “Ahhhhhh,” he cried out. So good, it all felt so good. It took every bit of strength he had not to beg Justin to slide his tongue inside him. The more Justin rimmed him, the more Brian wanted. He felt Justin slip his hand underneath him and take hold of his cock. Eager for Justin to jerk him off, Brian lifted up as best he could to give Justin more room to pump. 

“Bring your knees underneath you,” Justin ordered. 

"I'm the top, remember?” Brian sighed, but moved into the position he was told. 

This is great, Justin thought. He could feel Brian’s apprehension and as much as he wanted to feel Brian from the inside, he’d promised and he intended to keep it. He released Brian’s cock and spat on his hand before taking hold again. 

“Oh yes,” Brian moaned as he felt Justin’s hand encircle him. 

Justin buried his face against Brian’s hole and tightened the grasp on his dick. “Move for me,” he begged as he licked Brian’s opening repeatedly. 

Brian thrust into Justin’s tightened fist as he moaned out of control. Justin’s tongue was lapping his hole, the sensations so strong; it was difficult to concentrate on his rhythm. He felt his balls lift up and tighten as his body convulsed into another orgasm. Thrusting wildly, he lost control and at the apex of his release, Brian felt Justin thrust his tongue into his perineum making him cry out in ecstasy. He collapsed onto his elbows, gasping for breath. Fuck, what was that? He was exhausted. 

Justin smiled and moved from behind Brian. It wasn’t bad being a bookworm. His research had definitely paid off. He was pleased with himself. After turning Brian onto his back, he stretched out Brian’s legs. It was clear the man beside would be out of commission for a while this time. Brian looked tired. 

Brian opened his eyes and smiled. Justin didn’t have to keep his word. He was in no condition to stop him if Justin had wanted to fuck him with his tongue, he would have welcomed it. It occurred to Brian, he had never let anyone do what he’d just let Justin. “I’m beat,” he panted. “Do you mind if I sleep for a while?” As much as he wanted to fuck Justin, Brian knew it wasn’t gonna happen……. for a while at least. 

Justin kissed him softly. “You rest, that was incredible, you are incredible.” 

Brian nodded, sleepily. He was tired. He couldn’t remember ever being so tired before. 

When Brian was asleep, Justin went into the bathroom and jerked off. He didn’t mind. He’d done most of the things he’d read about to Brian and it felt sensational. Justin knew he should get some sleep too. He slowly undressed and climbed in next to Brian, pulling the duvet up over both of them. As he lay on his back, Brian moved towards him, making Justin smile. Brian’s skin against his was making him horny again. He pulled Brian closer, holding him tightly. His father was such a jackass. How could anything that felt so good be wrong? Justin kissed the top of Brian’s head, closed his eyes and went to sleep. 


********


When Brian opened his eyes, his body was curled around the body next to him. He was momentarily startled, having never let anyone stay the night before. Brian thought back to the events of last evening. If that’s what it was like for the kid to touch him, did he dare imagine what it would be like when they eventually fucked? He felt Justin kiss his hair in his sleep. Never being much of a cuddler before, Brian was in unchartered waters. Ordinarily, he would have just got up, showered and then put on his coffee. Brian wasn’t used to anyone being in the loft when he woke up. He was also surprised he was still in bed. Justin was still sound asleep, snoring gently. Brian didn’t move. He didn’t want Justin to wake up. As soon as he did, they would fuck and then he’d be forced to throw him out. Brian thought back to last night. He was still amazed Justin had kept his word. It must have taken incredible will power not to have fucked him when he was like that. 

When Brian first saw Justin struggling to get away from that toad at Babylon, he wasn’t sure why he’d stepped in that way. Justin wasn’t his type at all. They had only ended up at the loft because he was curious about Justin’s cock and he still hadn’t even seen it. Last night had to be at least on par with the best sex he had ever had. No, he thought for a moment. It wasn’t really sex. They hadn’t fucked, but it was still amazing. Brian was surprised how easily Justin had gained his trust. Hell, he was on his knees with his ass in the air and Justin hadn’t betrayed him, even though Brian secretly wished he had. It wasn’t often he felt like cock up his ass, but last night was one of them by the time Justin had done his thing. He felt Justin pull him closer. Was he awake? Brian wondered. No, he was still snoring. Brian was surprised how nice it felt to wake up with someone. Better than nice. It was interesting to wake up with someone holding him like this. In the privacy of his bedroom, he’d done all sorts of things he was never willing to discuss later. Cuddling with Justin definitely fell into that category. He hoped Justin would stay sleeping, so he could enjoy the feeling a little longer. Brian searched his mind for the memory of last night. He played it over and over until his cock was hard and straining for release. With the memory came an unwanted thought. It wouldn’t take much for him to really care about this kid and that would never do. Brian was worried that maybe he already did. After all, why else would he let Justin rim him. As Justin stirred, Brian moved away quickly, opting to get up rather than start all over again. Why tempt fate by staying there? If they fucked perhaps he would want Justin to stay and there was no place in his life for a kid. 

Justin felt Brian get up and opened his eyes. He was disappointed Brian had left and wondered if he intended to come back. When he heard the shower, he knew his magical night was over. Suddenly, he remembered leaving Daphne at Babylon. He dived for his pants and grabbed his cell. 

A very sleepy Daphne moaned into the phone. “Mmmm.” 

“Daph, I’m so sorry about last night. Are you okay?” Justin stammered. “I ran into Brian and one thing led to another.” 

“I noticed,” she aid sarcastically. “So how was it?” 

“We did some stuff and that was great.” 

“And it? 

“Not yet,” Justin said softly. The shower was still running, so he continued their conversation. “I thought we would this morning, but Brian was already in the shower when I woke up.” 

“Why don’t you join him?” 

“Daph,” Justin gasped. “He’s a complete stranger.” 

“Not a total stranger,” she laughed. “You do know him better now than you did last night.” 

Justin smiled. He did know Brian pretty well now. “Not that well. Where are you anyway?” 

“I stayed at Kiki’s last night on her sofa. I really like her, Justin. I met tons of people while you were off doing ‘some things’,” she teased. “I’m glad I went with you even though you did abandon me for a better offer.” 

“What are your plans for this morning?” 

“I need to go back and pick up my car. Why don’t we meet at the diner for brunch?” 

“Eleven?” Justin looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was ten already. “I better hurry. I’m not sure how far Brian’s place is from Liberty Ave. I wasn’t paying attention last night when we came back here. I’ll see you soon.” He wanted to avoid the morning after awkwardness he was feeling. Jumping out of bed, Justin pulled his clothes on quickly. The shower was still running as he silently left, pulling the door closed behind him. 

Brian felt better after jerking off. Showers always relaxed him. He wasn’t sure what he would say when Justin woke up. Justin had seen a side of him that he rarely, if ever, showed anyone. His life philosophy was usually ‘No apologies, no regrets” but that didn’t apply when he was the vulnerable one. As he climbed out of the shower, Brian wondered if he’d made a bad decision not staying in bed. If last night was any indication, fucking Justin would be spectacular. He was a slave to his instincts and every fiber told him to fuck this kid's brains out. Brian wrapped the towel around his waist and went back into the bedroom to finish what they had started last night. 

Justin was nowhere to be seen. Brian walked down the steps and looked around the loft. Fuck, he thought. Justin was gone. To his amazement, he felt disappointed. Brian put the coffee on and checked his emails while it brewed. Why had Justin left that way? Damn. 

The phone rang at ten thirty. It was Michael. “Are you coming to the diner for breakfast?” 

“Yeah, I’ll be leaving as soon as I get dressed,” Brian mumbled as he sipped his coffee. 

“What happened to you last night? One minute you were there and then I lost you. You didn’t drink/drive did you?” 

“No, I decided to have an early night,” Brian fobbed him off. “It was a long week.” 

Michael frowned. He couldn’t remember Brian having an early night in years. “You aren’t coming down with something, are you? Maybe I should come over and we should stay in today?” 

“I’m fine, mother. I won’t be long,” Brian snapped. He hung up before Michael could fuss anymore. He hated when Michael fawned over him. Michael liked to try and make him feel helpless and weak. Brian wasn’t big on fussing and Michael didn’t know any other way. It was the one thing about Michael he detested. They had been friends for years and Brian really cared about him, but as soon as Michael started the mothering bullshit, nothing shut Brian down faster. There was no fussing in the Kinney household and it just made Brian uncomfortable. He finished his coffee and dressed in jeans and a tee. Brian knew he really should have gone to the gym, but after the workout Justin had given him last night, one missed morning wouldn’t matter. 


********


Justin sat up to the counter in the diner. He was early. Brian didn’t live far from Liberty Avenue at all. When he left Brian’s building, he hailed a cab. He had no idea where he was. It was only a ten minute trip. Last night he wasn’t thinking very clearly and couldn’t remember how long they were in the car. 

“Sunshine,” Debbie smiled. “What brings you to this corner of the world?” 

“I’m meeting a friend for brunch. I’m glad to see you again,” Justin smiled. “I wanted to thank you for the other day. I’ve been having a tough time lately.” 

“I thought so. You look better though.” 

“Yeah, I feel better.” 

“Do you want to order?” Debbie asked. 

“If you don’t mind, I’ll wait for my friend. She’ll be here soon.” 

Debbie nodded and went to serve someone else. 

He’d already been here for fifteen minutes and had another fifteen to wait until Daphne arrived. She walked through the door early, to Justin’s relief, and joined him at the counter. As she sat down she said “I told Kiki we would meet her tonight. She’ll sign us into Babylon again.” 

“You want to go back tonight?” 

Daphne stared at her friend in disbelief. “Gee, it’s a hard decision.” She raised her hands as if weighing the alternatives. “Wash my hair, go to Babylon or even better, go to some lame ass movie or go to Babylon. Gee, such a hard decision,” she said sarcastically. “I thought you liked it there?” 

“I did,” Justin said quickly. “I just wasn’t expecting to go back there so fast, that’s all.” 

“Don’t you want to see Brian again?” 

“Sure,” Justin frowned. He wished he hadn’t just left that way without saying goodbye. No, it was better like that, no awkward silences. What would they talk about anyway? 

Daphne was concerned by Justin’s reaction. “He didn’t hurt you, did he?” 

“Of course not,” Justin snapped. 

“Then it’s all settled,” she smiled. “I told her we’d be at her place at ten.” 

“Made some new friends, did you?” Justin laughed. 

“One of us needed contacts to get back in there; besides, I like Kiki and her friends. What are you having?” 

“I’m starving,” Justin grinned. 

“You’re always starving,” she laughed. 

They were giving Debbie their order when he heard the bell over the door ring. Justin glanced over his shoulder and saw Brian and Michael enter. He held his breath, but Brian walked straight past them. 

“Isn’t that…” 

“Yes,” Justin cut her off. 

Brian saw Justin as soon a he walked in. He wasn’t used to wanting to talk to tricks, but he wondered why Justin had left before he threw him out. Michael was babbling about something, but Brian didn’t hear a word he was saying. He sat down so he could see where Justin was sitting. Justin’s ass was balanced on the stool and as he wriggled around on it, Brian could feel his cock jump to attention. When Justin went to the restroom, Brian made a beeline to follow him. 

Michael wondered what was going on with Brian, he was behaving strangely. The way he bolted to the bathroom, he must be sick. When Brian came back he would insist they spent the day in. 

Brian entered the bathroom thirty seconds behind Justin. They were alone. As they stood at the trough together, Brian smiled. “I would have given you coffee you know.” 

“I had to meet a friend here and I didn’t know how long you would be in the shower.” 

Brian zipped up and washed his hands, then leaned against the wall watching Justin do the same. “We could have fucked if you’d hung around,” Brian said provocatively. 

“Maybe next time,” Justin flirted. 

“I don’t do repeats,” Brian shrugged. 

Justin felt his heart sink, but he held it together. He gave Brian his biggest grin and leaned in close. “Pity, I had a good time last night.” 

Brian felt his stomach flip. Having Justin so close to him made his cock get even harder. 

Justin could see Brian wanted him, but now wasn’t the time. He leaned in even closer so their lips were almost touching. “I guess I’ll see you around then.” Justin stepped back and went back to his breakfast. 

Brian was left standing with his mouth open. His cock was hard and leaking and he wanted to feel Justin’s lips on his again. He’d never wanted anyone twice. What the fuck was wrong with him? He better pull it together before he made a fool of himself. Brian jerked off in one of the stalls and returned to find his breakfast getting cold. How long was he in there anyway? Michal was babbling something, but Brian ignored him. He couldn’t understand why getting Justin out of his head was so difficult. When Justin’s lips were so close to his, he’d wanted to just grab him, throw him on the floor and fuck his brains out. There had never been anyone he wanted to have a second night with. It wasn’t a rule, it was just the 'norm', but he was Brian Kinney; he could do what he liked. If he wanted someone again, there was nothing stopping him. 

As Brian pushed his cold meal away, Justin and his friend paid their check and left. He noticed Justin’s arm was around the girl’s waist. Was he straight? Nah, Brian shook his head. He was surprised Justin hadn’t even looked in his direction. His cock stirred again, fuck. 

“If we get some chicken soup from Ma, we can watch videos for the rest of the day. An early night and you’ll be fine by tomorrow,” Michael smiled. 

Brian blinked in disbelief. “What are you babbling about?” 

“You are obviously under the weather. Let’s go back to the loft and I’ll take care of you.” 

“I’m going to work for some peace and quiet,” Brian snapped. “I said there was nothing wrong with me. I won’t say it again.” 

“You’re in a mood,” Michael frowned. 

“Can I get you anything else, boys?” Debbie smiled as she collected the plates. She noticed Brian’s plate was barely touched, but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t unusual for Brian to order food he didn’t eat. 

“I think I know that girl who was at the counter. What was her name again?” Brian said casually. 

“Daphne?” Debbie smiled. “She’s a friend of Justin’s.” 

“Is that the kid you introduced me to the other day?” Michael asked. 

“Yeah. Will you be at dinner tomorrow?” She asked them both. 

Michael answered for both of them making Brian frown. “Sure, we’ll be there, won’t we Brian?” 

“I may have plans. I’ll let you know Deb.” Brian continued frowning. Michael was doing that couple’s shit again. He stood up and strolled across the room and out the door. 

Debbie looked at her son. “What’s up with him?” 

“I think he’s sick and he doesn’t want to tell me,” Michael sighed. 

Debbie shook her head. She wished her son would get the message and start a life of his own, preferably one that didn’t include a relationship with Brian Kinney. 


********


The day passed slowly. Brian went to work for a while, went to the gym for a while and went to the baths for a while. He got off twice, but still couldn’t shake the image of Justin from his mind. He ignored Michael’s phone calls all day. Michael was driving him crazy lately. A night apart would do them both some good. He needed a break and if he didn’t get one, he would kill Michael, which wouldn’t do Michael a whole lot of good either. Brian wondered what Justin was doing tonight. He decided to give Babylon a miss and stay home, but by eleven he was bored out of his brain. He dressed and went to the club. If he couldn’t have Justin, he wasn’t going to be a nun. 

As he walked through the doors of Babylon, a shock of blond hair on the dance floor caught his attention. Interesting, he thought. Perhaps Justin would become a regular. Brian couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not. He noticed Justin dancing with Kiki and her friends. The same girl from the diner was with them. He made his way to the bar to get a better look. 

Justin wasn’t expecting to see Brian again so he was relaxed, three drinks had seen to that. He knew Brian would be a hard nut to crack. Kiki had talked freely about him describing his predator-like nature in great detail. According to her, Brian was the biggest asshole in their community. She shared with Justin dozen’s of stories of how Brian left behind a trail of broken hearts. Justin was determined he wasn’t going to be just another statistic. Brian would take some careful handling. Based on what he’d been told, Justin decided Brian only wanted what he couldn’t have. That was pretty clear in the bathroom at the diner. Justin knew Brian wanted him, but his mouth was saying something completely different to his body. It was as if he was running a script that he’d said a hundred times before regardless of whether it was true or not. When they left the diner, he and Daphne had gone back to Kiki’s. Daphne had forgotten her mascara and wanted to get it back before Kiki used it all. It was a very enlightening afternoon. When he went home, he did some more research. Brian was obviously a narcissist, although his experience with Brian had been quite different. He was hopeful. By all accounts, Brian’s life revolved around sex. Justin could work with that. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brian watching him and decided to put on a show. 

Until he noticed Brian, all the men who approached him, Justin had politely declined. He whispered into Kiki’s ear. “Who’s the biggest stud here?” 

“That would be your friend, Brian Kinney,” Kiki whispered back. 

“Who is second?” 

Kiki nodded in the direction of an extremely handsome hunk dancing a little distance from them. "His name is Ryan Jeffries and he’s almost as bad as Brian," she smiled. 

“Is he dangerous?” Justin asked. 

“He’s into some kinky shit. I wouldn’t go home with him, but in the backroom he’s okay. Ryan loves to get sucked off.” 

Justin smiled. After the way Brian reacted to his blow job, Justin knew he was on the right track. He pulled off his shirt and tucked it into the back of his pants as he moved in Ryan’s direction. 

Brian could see where Justin was going. No way, he thought. Ryan was a sick fuck who was into all sorts of creepy shit. Was Justin crazy? 

Justin easily attracted Ryan’s attention as he wriggled his ass in time with the music. He turned his back and in barely a minute felt a warm pair of arms wrap around him. 

It took Brian all his strength not to intervene. He couldn’t, without everyone noticing. Two nights on a row would be ridiculous. Brian swallowed hard and ordered another double. 

“Come home with me,” Ryan whispered in Justin’s ear. 

“I can’t,” Justin smiled. “I’m in a relationship and it’s against our rules. I can suck cock though.” He’d read about the promiscuity in the gay community and was surprised how acceptable it was to stray….. as long as it was within the confines of the rules set out by both parties. The subject was fascinating. 

“Close enough,” Ryan grinned. He grabbed Justin’s hand and led him to the backroom. 

Brian followed at a safe distance and found a good vantage point in the backroom. 

Ryan stood with his back to the wall and slowly started to undo his pants. 

Justin smiled. He wasn’t sure where Brian was, but Justin knew he was watching. Whenever Brian was around, he could feel it. If he wanted to be with Brian then he needed a larger than life reputation. He remembered Brian’s philosophy…. No apologies no regrets. Kiki said it was the code Brian lived by. It added to his persona. If it worked for Brian, it could work for him too. He stepped forward and grabbed Ryan’s hand. “Let me,” he smiled. He opened the buttons one at a time, his eyes fixed on Ryan’s. “What do you like?” he asked. 

“I’ll show you,” Ryan leered as he pulled out his cock. 

It wasn't bad, but Ryan wasn't Brian, Justin thought. Still, he needed to put on a good show. If he wanted to be with Brian, he would need a reputation. 

When Justin wriggled his pants down, Ryan smiled. “I though you just wanted to suck my cock?” 

“I do,” Justin grinned. “But I want to lick your balls too.” 

Ryan closed his eyes, leaning back heavily against the old wall. 

Justin dropped to his knees and slipped his hands around to cradle Ryan’s ass. At first, his licks were broad as he flattened his tongue for maximum contact. He felt Ryan push forward, but Justin held his butt cheeks tight, holding him in place. Knowing he needed to maintain the control, but at the same time make Ryan loose his cool, Justin carefully monitored Ryan’s reactions to his movements. He discreetly located Brian, a few couples down to the left. There was a guy on his knees in front of him, but Brian’s eyes didn’t move. They were fixed on what he was doing to Ryan. This was such a turn on. Justin strung together a series of licks, flicks and sucks in response to Ryan’s reactions. 

Brian glanced at Ryan’s face distort with pleasure. He knew first hand just how good Justin was at this. The guy sucking his cock was okay, but compared to Justin, he was an amateur. He couldn’t take his eyes off Justin and even when he shot his load, they remained transfixed. 

Justin enjoyed bringing Ryan to the boil, then forcing him to cool down again until Ryan was begging Justin to let him come. 

A crowd had gathered to watch the new master do his work. They wondered who this kid was who had Ryan begging loudly for more. Ryan was usually a numbers man, choosing to get off as many times as possible in the one night. He was in direct competition to Kinney and wanted to show everyone, he was every bit as good. Justin didn’t allow Ryan to control the situation. Justin kept changing his movements, not allowing Ryan to develop a rhythm and simply fuck his face, choking him. He liked what Justin was doing and simply relaxed and let Justin direct the play. 

Justin moved Ryan slightly to let Brian get a better look and when their eyes met, Justin held his gaze. 

Brian was still standing there staring and another man had taken up position in front of him. As he watched Justin continue his ministrations on Ryan, it felt like Justin was doing the same things to him. 

Ryan was babbling incoherently now and as his body stiffened, Justin let the cock fall from his mouth, finishing Ryan off with his hand. When Ryan cried out as he came, Justin heard the whispers shoot around the room. He stood up slowly, noticing Brian was panting from the force of his orgasm as well. Ryan opened his eyes and made a grab for Justin who stepped back out of his reach. He grinned. “You were great, thanks.” Justin turned and left, returning to his friends on the dance floor. 

Brian watched Justin walk away. Fuck, he was hot. Brian wanted him all over again. He glanced over at Ryan who was busy pulling up his pants. 

Ryan noticed Brian watching Justin and scowled. “Forget it Kinney, not tonight, he’s mine.” He fully intended taking Justin home and wanted Kinney to know it. 

Brian smiled. He stepped closer and whispered in Ryan’s ear. “That’s where you’re wrong, asshole, Justin belongs to me.” He strutted out of the backroom, his head held high with Ryan hot on his heels. Brian fought his way through the crowd until he found Justin. He knew Ryan was behind him as he swept Justin into his arms, kissing him passionately. Their bodies melted together as they swayed in time with the music. 

Ryan frowned as he made his way back to the bar. From a distance, he watched the couple closely. Justin, he mused. Kinney said Justin was his and Justin said he was in a relationship. Had Brian Kinney finally settled down? No wonder, he thought. That was the best blow job he’d ever had. He watched as the two men kissed over and over again. When they finally parted, he saw Brian grab Justin’s hand and pull him towards the exit. Damn. 

Justin knew this wasn’t the time to remind Brian of his ‘no repeats’ policy. The way Brian had kissed him, Justin knew he was staking his claim. They didn’t talk in the car on the way back to the loft. Justin let his hand sit loosely on Brian’s knee as he enjoyed his triumph. They parked the car and took the elevator upstairs. When Brian opened the door, an angry Michael jumped off the couch and greeted them. 

“Where the fuck have you been?” He roared. “I’ve been worried out of my mind.” 

Justin could see this wasn’t going to be pleasant. He stepped back outside, choosing instead to stay out of the conflict. Considering the last few weeks with his dad, Justin’s quota for shouting had been reached. As much as he wanted Brian, he was glad to get out of there. 

Brian looked confused for a moment then roared back. “What are you doing here?” 

“I was worried when I couldn’t reach you by phone, so I came over. You shouldn’t go out when you aren’t well,” he insisted. 

Brian was furious and when he turned and saw Justin was gone, he glared at Michael. “Where did he go?” 

“Where did who go?” Michael snapped back. 

“Give me your key, Michael,” Brian demanded. 

“What are you talking about?” 

“That key was for emergencies.” 

“It was an emergency,” Michael growled. “I couldn’t reach you. Where have you been?” 

“None of your business; give me my key and fuck off,” Brian roared. 

Michael shoved his hand into his pocket, but Brian wrestled the keys out of his grasp. He took his key off Michael’s ring and threw the bunch out the door. 

Michael stared at Brian in disbelief. “You can’t be serious,” he gasped. 

“You have ten seconds or I will throw you out too,” Brian growled. 

Michael had never seen Brian so angry. He quickly exited the loft and Brian rolled the heavy steel door closed in his face. 

Brian wasn’t sure what he was more furious about. Michael pretending to be his mother or the fact that Justin was gone again. He grabbed his keys and went downstairs to see if he could see Justin anywhere in the street. This couldn’t be happening to him. He was so fucking horny for Justin. No one else would do, he wanted Justin so much his body ached for him. 

Justin stood in a dark doorway across the street. He saw Brian come out into the street looking for him. The fury with which Brian had shouted at his friend had surprised him. All the arguments of the last two weeks had left Justin with no desire to increase his play list. The mood now broken, Justin sunk further into the darkness, waiting for Brian to go back inside. He wanted to go home where it was peaceful. His dad would be home soon and all the shouting would start all over again. 

Brian stormed back inside and slammed the loft door closed. He ripped off his clothes, tossing them as he walked to the shower. His cock was aching and he wondered why Justin had disappeared again. Fuck you Michael, he thought as he stepped under the scorching, hot water. 


********


It had been a week since Brian’s altercation with Michael. Justin had stayed away from Liberty Avenue. As much as he wanted Brian, he didn’t need any more conflict in his life. Exams were coming up and his future was at stake. His dad was home and strangely quiet. Justin made sure he stayed away from his father too, choosing to eat his meals in his room while he studied or spend his free time at Daphne’s, what little there was if it. Waiting for the next explosion was playing on his nerves. He wasn’t scared of his dad, but he wasn’t ready to leave home either. His SAT’s were next week. 

Brian had been so angry with Michael and Justin had only seen a very calm and laid back Brian before. What he’d witnessed had spooked him. Justin used his exams as an excuse to stay away for a few days, but eventually told Daphne what had happened. Worried for the safety of her friend, when she asked Kiki if Brian was violent, she’d laughed. Daphne knew what Justin was worried about and tried to assure him there was nothing to it. Brian and Michael never fought, Kiki told her. Michael had been in love with Brian forever and occasionally he pushed too hard, however, their disagreements never lasted long. Daphne had seen the way Brian swept Justin into his arms that night. She wondered how much of the argument was about Michael being in the loft and how much had been Brian’s disappointment when Justin disappeared. She’d tried to get Justin to go back to Babylon, but he wouldn’t. Justin confided in her the way it had been at home lately, eager for her to understand. Daphne was shocked; she had no idea what Justin had been going through. Over the last few weeks she'd noticed how skittish Justin had been and now she understood why. He wasn’t used to arguments at all. His parents had never fought before. Daphne could understand Justin’s concerns, but there had to be a way to settle this. Kiki told her Brian had disappeared too. He dropped out of sight that night and no one had seen him for a week either. 


********


Brian had been away on a business trip, but had returned two days earlier. Still angry with Michael for ruining his time with Justin, each time Michael called, trying to patch things up, he’d told Cynthia to tell him to fuck off. Brian couldn’t get Justin out of his mind. The memory of how much pleasure Justin had given him made him want to go back for more. Babylon wasn't the place to act out his fantasy and unwilling to make a beeline to Justin in front of everyone again, he'd stayed away. However, Justin wasn't easily dismissed from his mind. When Brian closed his eyes, Justin was in his dreams. He knew his dick was leading the charge, but on a deeper level, in a place Brian wouldn’t admit existed, he wondered if he really did have a heart after all. He longed to kiss Justin and touch him. Brian dreamed of being inside him, of holding Justin in his arms. He jerked off to the memory of Justin touching him. It couldn’t stay like this, he was going crazy and his behavior had become erratic. Brian had noticed it, even if no one else had and it bothered him. He couldn’t go on this way anymore, needing to live the fantasy so he could move on. Brian packed his computer and left for the day. It was only ten thirty, but he couldn’t concentrate. He needed to find Justin. For someone who had only sucked his dick that one night, no matter how hard he tried, Brian couldn’t get Justin out of his head. The harder he tried to put Justin out of his mind, the stronger Justin’s presence in his dreams became. His desire to fuck anyone but Justin was gone. Until he got Justin out of his system, his life was fucked. 

Brian went past the diner to see if Justin was there. He walked in and looked around, not wanting to deal with Michael today. 

Kiki smiled when she saw him. 

Brian remembered Justin was dancing with Kiki and her friends at Babylon that night. He weighed up the ramifications of asking Kiki about Justin and decided asking her as a non issue, nobody took her seriously anyway. “Have you seen Justin?” he asked. 

“No, he hasn’t been around at all,” Kiki said sadly. “He’s pretty shook up about what happened with Michael.” 

“What do you mean, shook up?” 

“You scared him, Brian,” Kiki blurted out, not realizing there was any truth to what she was saying. 

“What do you know about it?” Brian roared. He didn’t appreciate his business being the topic of gossip. 

“Only what Daphne told me. When Justin’s dad found out he was gay, there were so many arguments that now, if someone freaks out, Justin runs. At the moment, he’s in the middle of his exams and doesn’t need distractions.” 

“He was scared of me,” Brian gasped in disbelief. 

Kiki nodded. Aware that she was over-dramatizing a little, Kiki couldn’t help giving Brian a hard time. He’d never been overly nice to her and now was her chance to pay him back. 

“How can I find him?” Brian persisted. 

“I don’t know where he lives, but I’ve been to Daphne’s place.” Kiki wrote the address down and handed it to Brian. 

“Thanks," he said abruptly and turned to leave, but as he reached the door, Kiki called out, announcing to the entire diner. “Remember she’s in school until three,” she added. 

“School?” Brian said, confused. 

“Yeah, they are seniors at St James Academy.” 

“Justin as well?” 

Kiki nodded again. 

Brian left without saying another word. Fuck, Justin was only a kid. It was Brian’s turn to be stunned. He couldn’t chase after a kid and wondering how old Justin was, posed a new dilemma. Justin’s sexual prowess was impressive, but fuck, school? If Justin was a kid, then this was just too weird. Kiki’s revelation had thrown him. What was he supposed to do now? 

He went home and stayed in the shower until the water ran out. After he dressed, he was still no closer to knowing what to do. He couldn’t very well pick Justin up from school, drag him away and fuck him. That idea was a wash now. He would just have to chalk it up to a bad experience and move on. 


********


Daphne pulled into the driveway at four o’clock. She hated being late, but she was involved with the committee for the Prom and couldn’t get out of it. Kiki was waiting for her when she arrived. 

“Sorry, got caught and couldn’t get away,” Daphne apologized. 

“I saw Brian today. He looked dreadful. He was looking for Justin at the diner.” 

“What did you tell him?” 

“I gave him this address and told him you were home from three,” Kiki sighed. “He seemed keen to find Justin until I told him you were both still in school. How old did he think Justin was anyway?” 

Daphne shrugged. “I don’t know what Justin told him. Was he surprised?” 

“More like stunned,” she said. “He went sheet white and just left.” 

“Justin is miserable. I don’t know what to do with him. I think he cares about Brian. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Justin as happy as when he was chasing him.” 

“Well Brian looks like shit. I’ve never seen him like this either. Sure he can be abrupt sometimes, even rude, but he looked kind of desperate to find Justin until he found out Justin was still in school. Then he just looked shocked.” 

“There has to be something we can do to get them together. I’ve tried to get Justin to go out, but he just won’t.” 

“Justin needs to make his own choices, we can’t influence him. That isn’t fair,” Kiki sighed. “Brian has this address. If he really wants Justin, you’ll be the first to know about it,” she smiled. 


********


A month had passed and with it his birthday. It had been uneventful because he’d refused to go out. The Prom was next week and exams were over. Graduation was just a formality now. As long as he attended, he didn’t have to do anything. Justin decided to tidy up his room for want of something better to do. He was bored. It didn’t take very long and he was bored again. He decided to reorganize his hard drive and as he was deleting, he came across his research files on gay sex. As he scrolled through the pages wistfully, he remembered how good it felt when Brian’s arms were around him. Justin missed seeing Brian and berated himself for not being able to juggle exams, his dad and Brian. His dad, he couldn’t do anything about, but now his exams were over, Brian was foremost in his mind. He knew he’d totally overreacted that night with Michael. At the time, Brian was a man who was angry. Men became aggressive sometimes, fact, move on. It didn’t mean Brian would have tried to hurt him. Brian was gentle with him……tender. He was still a little rattled, but could he afford that luxury? People couldn’t be expected to tip toe around him because he was going through a bad period in his life. Brian treated him like a man, a grown up man. He missed that. His mother treated him like a baby. His dad just yelled at him. Daphne was trying to be sensitive, but Justin knew she didn’t understand. Why would she? Daphne knew he wanted Brian but couldn’t understand why he chose to stay away. He didn’t understand either. 

Justin changed out of his uniform. He fully intended to go looking for Brian until it dawned on him Brian must think he was an idiot. How else would Brian explain away why he always disappeared? At least Brian didn’t know he was a chicken shit. He needed to make some hard decisions. He either wanted Brian or he didn’t. If he did, he would just have to get over himself and start behaving like a man would. The last few weeks he’d been behaving like a self absorbed little boy. Maybe too much time had passed and Brian had forgotten him. There was only one way to find out. He called Daphne and asked if she wanted to go to Babylon with him. 

“Of course,” she smiled. “Kiki’s here with me now. I’ll make the arrangements. Come over and we’ll leave from here.” 

“We could grab some dinner at the diner first,” Justin suggested. 

“Sounds like a plan.” 


*******


The last month had been hell, but he was finally feeling like his old self again. Now he was back to sucking and fucking every night, Justin barely entered his thoughts anymore. Of course Brian still dreamed about Justin most nights, but at least his life was back on track. He wasn’t sure what had happened to him with Justin or why, but he was sure he would never let it happen again. Brian liked his life. He wasn’t accountable to anyone. It had taken two weeks. but he’d forgiven Michael and given him back his key. He had found Michael in his loft plenty of times and never behaved crazy like that. Brian put it down to temporary madness. He’d wanted Justin so much that night, he just couldn’t think straight. Glad he hadn’t made a bigger fool of himself by chasing after a school kid; Brian was relieved. Only Kiki knew he was looking for Justin and nobody listened to her. Michael hadn’t seen Justin that night. Debbie knew nothing about it. Ryan had asked him if he and Justin were still together and he’d told him he didn’t care what Justin did. As far as he was concerned, if Justin wanted to suck off the entire Democratic Party, he was free to do whatever he wanted. 

Brian had heard the rumors about Justin. Ryan had hailed him as the second coming. When it came to Justin’s mouth, he couldn’t disagree. There was no denying it, the kid was talented. It didn’t matter now. Justin was gone and on many levels, Brian was relieved the kid hadn't been back to Babylon since that night. No one had ever affected him the way Justin had, but it was in the past and that’s where it was better left. Even if he couldn’t control his dreams, he could control his waking hours. Brian continued dressing for Babylon. 

He decided to give Woody’s a miss and go straight to the club. Missing his usual blowjobs at Woody’s ensured he was particularly horny when he arrived. Brian did a quick once around the room then waited for Michael and Emmett at the bar. He ordered a drink and was about to take a mouthful when a familiar blond head appeared on the dance floor. Not again, he thought as his cock jumped to attention. He was just about to leave when their eyes met and Justin smiled. Brian’s feet felt riveted to the floor. All the same feelings welled up inside him and the Kinney mask descended. Underneath his bravado, he knew he had to get out of there while he still could. 

As Justin moved in his direction, Brian saw Ryan approaching from behind. He grabbed Justin and spun him around roughly before scoping Justin into his arms. 

“I haven’t seen you for a while,” Ryan smiled. 

“I’ve been busy,” Justin shrugged at the same time trying to get out of Ryan’s grasp. “I was just going to see Brian.” He tried to sound casual. 

“Don’t bother, he isn’t interested anymore, but don’t worry,” Ryan smiled. “You still have me and I have a cock with your name on it.” 

Justin frowned. What did he mean Brian wasn’t interested anymore? He needed to talk to Brian. “I have to go.” 

Ryan held him tighter. "Kinney doesn’t give a fuck about you. He told me so. Don’t worry, I’ll be king soon. He’s just a ‘has been’.” 

Brian watched Justin struggling to get free. At first, he watched with amusement wondering how long it would take for Justin to get free, but as time passed, it took every bit of his strength not to run to Justin’s aid and punch Ryan’s lights out. He watched Ryan’s mouth cover Justin’s. That was the last straw, “No way”, he said out loud. Brian marched over to Ryan and pried Justin out of his arms growling “You never learn, do you?” 

Ryan stared at Brian. “You said you didn’t give a fuck who he sucked off,” he said defiantly. 

“Justin can do whatever he wants, but I also said Justin was mine,” Brian roared. 

Justin should have been flattered. The two best looking men in the place were fighting over him, but he was incensed. He didn’t belong to anyone. He was about to make himself scarce when he felt Brian pull him into his arms. 

Brian smiled. “Is this okay?” 

As the warmth of Brian surrounded him, all was forgotten. Justin nodded and watched Ryan disappear. “Thanks for that. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.” Justin expected Brian to let him go any minute, but he was secretly enjoying Brian’s body so close against his. “He’s gone now.” Justin expected Brian to release him any time now Ryan was out of sight, but Brian continued holding him tightly. 

Brian knew he should let go too. He’d even told his arms to release Justin, but they weren’t listening to him. Justin felt too good and Brian didn’t want the feeling to stop. “Wanna dance?” he smirked. 

Justin nodded again. Brian released him and he followed onto the dance floor, his breath catching as Brian wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him close again. Justin lifted his arms around Brian’s neck and laid his head on Brian’s shoulder. 

They swayed to the music, their cocks rubbing together in time to the beat. As Brian placed wet kisses up and down his neck, a soft moan escaped his lips. Justin tasted so good. Knowing they were causing a stir, Brian whispered into Justin’s ear. “You want to get out of here?” 

Justin nodded without thinking. 

As they were leaving, they walked into Michael and Emmett. 

“Brian, where are you going?” Michael ran after him. “I thought we would be spending the night together.” 

Brian smiled. He wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice and let Justin out of his grasp. “Justin and I have plans. Later.” 

Michael watched amazed ,as they disappeared out of sight. Since when did Brian fuck school boys? He wanted to run after them, but he knew better. Brian had barely forgiven him for the last time. There was something in the way Brian said they had plans that made Michael sure Justin was different. It sounded like they were going on a date and not just going back to the loft to fuck. He finally realized he was staring at nothing, they were long gone. Michael turned and for the first time saw the pity in Emmett’s eyes. It was time he got a life of his own, he thought. There was no point waiting for something that probably would never happen. 


********


Brian wasn’t normally much of a talker, but before Justin disappeared on him again, there were a few things he wanted to know. They drove home in silence, but when they parked in the garage, Brian turned to Justin to get some answers. 

“We need to talk,” he smiled. “How old are you anyway?” 

“Eighteen.” 

Brian could live with that. “Are you going to disappear on me again?” He laughed. 

Justin shook his head 

Brian looked at Justin. “About that night, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” he said tenderly. 

Justin stammered. “What do you mean, frighten me?” 

“I wouldn’t have hurt you,you know,” Brian said softly. He remembered how furious with Michael he was that night. 

“I know that,” Justin said annoyed. He wasn’t a child, but as the words left his lips he knew there was an element of truth in what Brian was saying. He sighed. “Look, I’d been having a difficult time with my dad and I overreacted.” 

“Do you want to come upstairs?” Brian smirked. 

Justin smiled. “I’d like that.” 

They walked to the elevator and went up in silence. Brian was pleased they’d cleared the air. He wasn’t offering Justin anything, but for some unknown reason he didn’t want Justin to think he was an asshole either. 

This time, when Brian slid the heavy steel door open, he stood back for Justin to enter first. He wasn’t going to let Justin slip through his fingers again and was feeling a little apprehensive, unsure why. It surprised him. He wondered if Justin was aware of how he was feeling and decided as long as he kept his cool, his image would remain in tact. He’d never been with anyone twice and explained his discomfort away to himself. 

Justin waited for Brian to close the door. He was more than nervous. He’d worked hard to make Brian think he knew what he was doing and now it was the moment of truth. 

“Beer?” Brian smiled. 

“Great.” 

When Brian returned with their drinks, Justin was nowhere to be seen. 

Fuck, Brian thought, he’s done it again. He looked around and found Justin sitting on his bed. He walked up the stairs and handed Justin the opened bottle. Standing drinking his beer, suddenly it felt awkward between them again. He needed to break the ice. He clunked their bottles together. “Cheers. You haven’t been around for a while,” Brian said tentatively. 

“I’ve had exams.” Justin guzzled his beer, hoping it would help him relax. 

“How did you go?” Brian smiled. 

“Fine. I can choose any college I like.” 

“Have you anywhere in mind?” 

“My dad wants me to go to Dartmouth and be a business major,” Justin said sadly as he took another mouthful. 

“What do you want?” 

“I’d like to go to PIFA and study art, but I guess it will be Dartmouth.” 

“Do you always do what your dad wants?” Brian asked. 

He raised the bottle in the air as if toasting the situation. “If I did, I wouldn’t be here,” Justin laughed. “What did your parents say when you told them you were gay?” 

“Nothing,” Brian shrugged. “I never told them. It’s none of their business what I do. I don’t need their approval.” 

Justin agreed. It wasn’t any of his parents business who he fucked either. He liked Brian’s concept. Considering the hell he’d been through with his dad, it made sense. He changed the subject. “Ryan told me you weren’t interested in me anymore.” 

“I’m not interested in anything Ryan says. He’s a jerk,” Brian growled softly. “He thinks the more tricks you fuck, the better you are.” Anyone with any brains knew how to get off. The mastery came from the way you did it. Doing it better than anyone else and always leaving a trick desperate for more, that was the key. 

“And you disagree?” 

Brian frowned. Was Justin judging him? How did this conversation start? It was stupid. “There’s nothing wrong with fucking,” he justified. 

Justin wondered if he should tell Brian he’d never done it before. He decided if he did, Brian would think he was a kid. He’d been able to bluff his way through the first night they were together, he could do it again. “I agree,” he said confidently. 

Brian pulled Justin up onto his feet. “Then let’s get started,” he smirked. This time he was determined to afford himself of every pleasure Justin’s body held. He took the empty beer bottle from Justin’s hand and placed it on the nightstand. The last time they were together, it was all about him and even though it was great, Brian wished he had touched Justin more. It still amazed him that Justin had remained fully clothed the entire time. Unwilling to make the same mistake twice, Brian began by removing Justin’s clothing, piece by piece. As he slid Justin’s cargoes down, his hard cock bounced free. That’s better, Brian thought. Justin wasn’t his type and this whole had thing started because he was curious about Justin’s cock. He’d been right, it was great. Brian gathered Justin into his arms as he stood naked before him. 

Justin felt his breath catch as Brian’s eyes swept over him. When Brian pulled him into his arms, Justin wished it was skin he was feeling and not clothes. “I want to feel you,” he said softly as he slid his hands under Brian’s tee and lifted it over his head. Justin decided he’d be less nervous if he wasn’t passive. Just standing waiting for Brian to make all the moves was amplifying his apprehension. Slowly, he unbuttoned Brian’s jeans, hooked his fingers into the waist band and slid them down over his thighs. 

Brian stepped out of his pants and kicked them away. As he took Justin in his arms again, he felt Justin’s warm flesh against his own. “Mmm, finally,” he whispered. 

Justin lifted his head from the crook under Brian’s chin, allowing his lips to wander over the bronze flesh. As he wound his arms around Brian’s waist, their cocks were pressed together. Justin wasn’t sure who was the hardest and allowed his hands to slide down Brian’s ass cheeks, down the back of his thighs as he dropped to his knees. 

Brian gasped as Justin took him in his mouth. “Oh yeah,” he moaned. As he closed his eyes and let the feelings wash over him, his head fell back loosely. It felt good. Justin had a very talented tongue for someone of his few years. The image of Justin sucking Ryan off in the backroom rushed into his mind. While he’d watched that night, he’d wished it was him. As Justin’s tongue worked its magic, Brian tried to resist thrusting down his throat. He wanted this to last, reluctant to do anything to hasten his already fast approaching orgasm. 

Justin looked up as Brian writhed with pleasure against him and couldn’t help but smile. Brian was moaning incoherently and Justin knew he was close. He felt Brian stiffen and lurch deeper down his throat as his mouth filled with warm, thick liquid. Looking up, he saw Brian’s face distorting with pleasure. He allowed the still hard cock to fall from his mouth and stood up slowly, hungry to taste Brian’s lips. 

Although Brian was breathing heavily, he was reluctant to lose momentum. As Justin rose from his knees, Brian pushed him onto the bed and crawled on top of him. He hungrily devoured Justin’s lips until they were both breathless. He could taste himself in Justin’s mouth and felt his cock harden again in response. 

Justin’s eyes were closed as he enjoyed Brian’s mouth sliding over his already damp skin. He’d forgotten his nervousness as the intense emotions sweeping through him carried him away. At that moment, there was nothing in the world except the two of them. 

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard and so long…….” Brian moaned into his partner’s ear. Even though he wouldn’t admit it, he’d been dreaming of being inside Justin for weeks now and couldn’t remember ever wanting something so much. He intended to prepare Justin quickly and then fuck his brains out, but as he pushed one finger inside, Justin cried out in pain. 

As the pain seared though him, Justin wasn’t sure what to do. His first thoughts were to pull away and get the hell out of Dodge. He’d read that the first time could be uncomfortable, but he wasn’t prepared for this level of discomfort. It wasn’t just discomfort. It killed. 

Brian opened his eyes, startled at Justin’s response. He was shocked at the look of pain and terror on Justin’s face. Justin was tight, but not too tight for what they were doing. It was only a finger. There could only be one reason Justin would react this way. Fuck. “Hey,” he said softly as he caressed Justin’s stomach. “Just relax and breathe.” Brian kept his other hand still, allowing Justin to adjust. 

Justin nodded and clenched his teeth. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Brian continued; his voice soft and tender. 

“Tell you what?” Justin panted. The pain was excruciating. 

Was he wrong? Brian wondered if he’d just entered Justin too quickly. Knowing how much he wanted to be inside Justin, justifying his haste. Surely if he was an anal virgin, Justin would have said something. Wouldn’t he? Brian was even more turned on than he thought was possible. He wasn’t sure he could wait much longer. As he moved his finger slowly, Justin gasped again. 

“Brian, wait,” he panted. 

This time Brian stopped and raised himself up on his elbow, confused. “What?” 

“I don’t think I can do this.” 

“Are you a top?” said Brian wondering what the hell was going on. 

“Yes,” Justin lied. He couldn’t tell Brian he had no clue how much this was going to hurt. 

“You should have said something.” Brian withdrew his finger slowly and Justin breathed in his first full breath since Brian had slid inside him. “Better?” 

“Mmm,” Justin nodded. Well that was a wash, he thought. He didn’t like that one bit. 

A top in his bed was always a challenge. Brian had never lost one before and didn’t intend to start now. “Turn over,” he ordered. 

“Maybe we should just forget it,” Justin suggested. 

“I said turn over,” Brian insisted. 

Justin turned slowly, hesitating as he felt Brian climb on top of him. After a few minutes of Brian kissing and sucking his neck, Justin felt himself relaxing again. He moaned softly, enjoying the feeling of Brian’s lips moving across his skin. He reveled in Brian’s touch until the memory of pain disappeared from his mind. 

Brian knew this would take time and patience. He couldn’t afford to move too quickly. If Justin baulked again, it would be all over and he refused to entertain the thought. Justin was covered in perspiration making it easy for Brian to slide slowly down his body, his tongue quivering in anticipation. As he slipped his tongue down the crack of Justin’s cheeks, his cock was hard and leaking. 

Justin shuddered as the cold air danced across his exposed, damp skin. 

Brian separated Justin’s cheeks and slowly circled his tight pucker again and again with his tongue. 

“Hmmm,” Justin moaned. This was nice. It was better than nice, he thought as he pressed back against Brian’s mouth. 

Although in a hurry, Brian resisted the urge to push inside, unwilling to hurry Justin and spoil his chances. He continued circling Justin’s opening until he was sighing in anticipation. As he felt the folds soften, Brian slipped his tongue inside his partner. 

“Oh yes,” Justin moaned. This he liked, he liked it a lot. 

Brian thrust his tongue in and out as Justin writhed under his touch. He knew he couldn’t keep this up much longer, he was so fucking close. Knowing he needed to come, Brian withdrew his tongue. 

“Don’t stop,” Justin moaned. 

What to do? Brian thought. He decided in an instant, his cock making the decision for him. He sheathed up and covered his cock in lube. 

Justin opened his eyes as Brian flipped him over, lifted his legs onto his shoulders and moved into position. “Brian, I…..” 

“It’s okay. I need to be inside you. We’ll take it slow,” Brian said softly. 

Justin could see how desperate Brian was. He nodded slightly and closed his eyes again. 

Brian massaged the head of his cock against Justin’s opening. He willed himself to slow down, breathing deeply until he felt Justin start to loosen. As he pushed inside, he captured Justin’s lips, kissing him roughly, murmuring how much he wanted him. Justin held his breath as Brian entered him. The pain seared through him again, but Brian’s desperate pleas of how much he wanted him touched his heart. For a few moments Justin thought the pain would be too much, but Brian’s shallow thrusts suddenly turned from pain to pleasure. He relaxed into the movements until he found himself begging for more. 

“I’m so close,” Brian moaned. “I’m sorry, I can’t, oh godddd…” Being inside Justin was everything he’d dreamed it would be. Justin was so tight and hot and he couldn’t wait any longer as he filled the condom with a low guttural groan. Brian clung to Justin as his body shook from the force of this much awaited orgasm. A few minutes later, he opened his eyes. It was too fast, he wanted more. He was still hard and started to thrust again. 

“Uhh,” Justin sighed as Brian pushed inside him again. 

Brian pressed their lips together over and over, as he angled his thrusts to graze Justin’s prostate. 

Justin’s hard cock was sandwiched between them and as Brian’s body moved against his, he felt his balls tighten, his body catapulting into his first real orgasm with another person in the room. The waves of pleasure swept over him as Justin cried out in ecstasy. 

Brian was only moments behind him, coming almost as hard as he had the first time. He prayed the condom would hold up. 

They lay fused together by come and perspiration, both without the energy to move a single muscle. 

Justin could feel Brian’s cock still pulsing inside him. He didn’t want to move and even more than that, he didn’t want it to end. It wasn’t that he ever doubted he was gay, but now he was positive that all the pain his decision had caused him was worth it. He studied the way it felt with Brian pressed against him as his legs slipped from Brian’s shoulders and wrapped around the beautiful man above him. 

They didn’t speak for a long time. Even when Brian slipped out of him and removed the condom, no words were spoken. Ordinarily Brian would have told a trick to leave at this point. He was meeting Mikey at the gym at seven and needed sleep. He looked at Justin lying spent in his bed and wanted him to stay. Not prepared to verbally invite Justin to stay the night, Brian just pulled the duvet up over both of them and turned onto his side. 

“Get some sleep,” Brian ordered and closed his eyes.