This one is for you Tasha! And don’t be sad, I luv ya! Enjoy everyone. Thanks to my beta a million time. You are the best in my book CJ.
Say you got something
that makes you feel good
Cynthia knocked on the door and then walked in. “Brian, your father is here,” she raised a brow and waited to see what he wanted to do.
Brian sighed. “Send him in,” he moved some files around to pretend he was busy so his father would leave as soon as possible.
Jack came inside and looked at Cynthia as she closed he door. He looked at his son and slowly walked over to the chair. “Hey, Sonny Boy.”
“Hey, Dad,” Brian looked at his father. “What’s wrong?”
Jack stared at his son, saying nothing.
“Look, I am very busy here,” Brian told him. “If you need money, just let me know how much you want.”
Jack shook his head. “It’s not that.”
“Is it Joan?” Brian sighed wondering what she had done now. His father always came to him when he was in need of something like money or solving his problems with his mother.
“No,” Jack told him shaking his head. He looked at the floor, not knowing where to start. All he wanted to do was make sure that what they had told him wasn’t true. But he had a really bad feeling in his gut.
“What do you want, Dad?” Brian asked looking worried.
“One...one of my friends saw you,” Jack told him. “Jesus.”
“Good to know he is not blind,” Brian joked. “Saw me what?”
Jack frowned. “He saw you kissing a guy,” he looked at his son, wanting him to deny everything.
“Well, fuck me,” Brian couldn’t believe it. He looked at his father, not knowing what to tell him. He had always believed that it was none of his father’s business if he liked guys. He also thought that he would never have had to tell him.
“Tell me is not true,” Jack demanded.
“I can’t do that, Dad,” Brian looked at his desk. He took a deep breath and let it go.
“Why the fuck not?” Jack asked raising his voice.
Brian sighed and nodded. “It’s true, Jack; I’m gay. What I don’t understand is how your friend saw me. He must go to the same places I do.”
Jack frowned, thinking about that and then realized what his son had just admitted. He stood up angrily. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Brian got up too. “I’m a fag, Dad. That’s what I am talking about.”
Jack shook his head. “It can’t be. Stop joking around.”
Brian walked around the counter and towards his father. “I’m not joking.”
Jack made two fists.
“I would think better if I were you,” Brian said dryly. “I might be gay, but I won’t take any abuse from you, Dad. Not anymore, I'm not a little boy.”
Jack was furious. “You are a disgrace to the family.”
Brian’s heart was crushed. He walked away from his father and toward the door. “I’m very busy Dad. Just go.”
Jack walked to the door with every intention of leaving then he stopped and looked at his son. “You are shit! You won’t ever have anything! Do you hear me, Sonny Boy! I knew your mother should have gotten that abortion when I told her,” Jack yelled.
“Look at the facts Jack,” Brian spat out. “I am the one that supports you and Joan. I have something to show for myself. What the fuck do you have but a mouth to ask me for things? Get the fuck out of my office!” Brian hissed. He had never been so mad in his life.
Jack shook his head and left the office.
Cynthia came running to see what had happened. “Brian, are you okay?” she asked worried. She stared at Brian who was standing in his office holding the door knob and looking at the floor. “Brian.”
Brian’s head snap up to look at Cynthia. “I’m okay.”
Cynthia nodded and watched him go to his desk and sit down. She went back out and decided to ask what had happened later. Brian stayed in his office, trying to focus on his work, but it wasn’t working. After awhile, he looked at his watch and saw he had lost two hours doing nothing but thinking about his father’s words. He reached for the phone and told Cynthia to come into his office.
“What’s going on, Brian?” Cynthia asked.
“I'm leaving. Cancel everything I have for the day,” Brian told her as he got up.
“But...” Cynthia saw the look that Brian sent her way and she just nodded and walked out of the office.
Brian grabbed his things and was out of there. He needed to get out of the office and relax. He got in the ‘vette and drove away from his agency with no destination in mind, or so he thought. But when he parked the car and looked around, he saw the sign with big red letters that said Myers Inc. He sighed and got out. Then he walked inside the office and towards the girl at reception. “Hi.”
“Hello, may I help you?” Maria asked as she looked at Brian.
“Yeah, I want to see someone that works here. His name is Justin Taylor,” Brian rolled his lips inside his mouth while she checked some papers.
“Mr. Taylor is in a meeting right now,” she told him smiling. “But you can wait for him. It will be just a few more minutes. Do you have an appointment?”
Brian shook his head. “I’m a friend of his. Brian Kinney.”
Maria jotted it down. “I’ll tell him as soon as he gets out.”
Brian nodded and went to sit down. He grabbed a magazine and started reading. Minutes later, just like Maria had said, Justin was done. Maria announced Brian’s presence to the blond and Justin didn’t waste any time when he knew Brian was waiting for him.
“Hey. You don’t look too good,” Justin told him.
Brian closed the magazine and put it on the coffee table. “I'm having a bad day. I look better that you though.”
Justin nodded. “My day is not going as planned. And you only look better because you're wearing Armani.”
Brian smiled and nodded. He looked around not knowing what else to say.
Justin stood in front of Brian, not saying a thing either. He could see that Brian was really stressed out. “You want to get out of here?”
“Yeah,” Brian told him without hesitating.
They left together not saying anything, just giving each other the company and support they needed from one another at the moment. Going to Justin’s apartment was faster so they opted for that.
“I like this place,” Brian said as he did a 360 degrees turn. “It’s you.”
Justin smiled. “That was why I decorated it.”
Brian put his hands on his hips and stared at the blond. “Show me the bedroom.”
Justin smiled and walked towards his bedroom knowing that Brian was following him. He stopped in front of his bed once he was inside. He smiled when Brian hugged him from behind and started kissing his neck. He turned around and undid Brian’s tie.
“This doesn’t mean anything,” Brian said. “Just...fucking.”
“I know that,” Justin told him and turned them around. He let the tie drop to the floor.
“Good,” Brian hugged Justin tightly and kissed him with fury. He didn’t know why but it felt so freeing to have Justin in his arms. It was better than any drug he had even had.
Justin made his way down to Brian’s neck. He licked Brian’s Adam’s apple making the brunet shudder. He smiled and then pulled back to have enough space to take Brian’s shirt off.
“You smell good,” Brian muttered as he inhaled the scent from Justin’s hair.
Justin caressed the taller man’s face. He liked having Brian around for some reason. “I am going to fuck you so hard.”
Brian clenched his ass and laughed shortly. He couldn’t believe the effect the blond had on him. He wanted Justin to take control. He was glad that he could let go knowing that Justin wouldn’t see him differently if he gave up the power he like to hold.
“Just relax,” Justin said. “Let me please you.”
Brian closed his eyes as Justin pushed him back in the bed. He smiled and watched as Justin got rid of his own clothes. Brian pushed his pants down and got rid of his shoes and socks.
“What happened to you?” Justin asked as he straddled the brunet. “Tell me.”
Brian was about to tell Justin that it was none of his business but just shrugged and told him. “My father came to visit.”
“Say no more,” Justin whispered as he leaned forth and kissed Brian on the forehead. “I understand.”
Brian searched inside the blond’s eyes and saw that it was true. He let his hand caress Justin’s cheek and then pulled him roughly towards him. “Fuck me and stop wasting so much time.”
Justin smirked and reached for a condom.
Brian watched in silence as the blond prepared him. He closed his eyes and gave in to the sensation. “God.”
Justin was on his knees with Brian’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He stared at Brian for a few seconds and his hands roamed Brian’s chest. He was staring at Brian’s face not sure what he was looking for but as soon as Brian opened his eyes, he closed his. His hips started to move on their own volition and he wondered if he had waited just a little more what Brian eyes would have showed him.
“Fuck!” Brian moaned and gripped the sheets. He couldn’t believe that Justin already knew what to do to drive him wild.
Justin smiled and started to nibble on Brian’s chest. He heard Brian moaning and was pleased. Hearing Brian moan like that for him made him even harder. He pinched the brunet’s right nipple and as a reward Brian, squeezed him. “Oh yeah.”
“Go faster,” Brian grunted.
Justin put a hand behind Brian’s neck and placed the other one on the bed for leverage. He looked at Brian and kissed the brunet hard. His tongue burying itself as deep as it could in Brian’s mouth.
“Fuck,” Brian hissed as Justin pounded into him.
“So good,” Justin grunted as he pushed hard against the brunet rubbing his prostate. He knew how close Brian already was.
Brian’s body was dripping with sweat. His heart was pounding fast inside his ribcage. He opened his eyes and stared at the blond for a brief moment before his eyes closed again. He felt the tell-tell sign in his balls and his body arched up from the bed when Justin grabbed his cock.
Justin sucked on Brian’s neck and then the body beneath him shook with intense force. “Oh fuck,” he groaned as Brian triggered his orgasm. He rode the body until he poured out everything he had.
“You are pretty good,” Brian told him trying to catch his breath.
Justin laughed and put his forehead against Brian’s. “You think?”
Brian lowered his legs and Justin pulled out carefully.
“I need to get cleaned up,” Brian told him.
“You can take a shower,” Justin said and threw the used condom in the trash.
“Right,” Brian got up and stretched.
Justin was watching him. He was memorizing every bit to paint later. There was no doubt that Brian was great inspiration for him.
“What?” Brian asked.
Justin shook his head. “Nothing,” he pointed. “The bathroom is through there.”
Brian disappeared through the door. He took a quick shower. When he came out, Justin was there with a towel. Justin took a shower next. Brian walked back to the bedroom to get dressed.
“Just fucking leave,” Brian told himself as he sat on the bed. He was listening to the water fall. He didn’t know what he was still doing there.
“Hey,” Justin said as he dried off. He looked around and noticed that Brian’s clothes were still on the floor. He sat next to the brunet and dried his hair.
“You are all wet,” Brian muttered.
Justin nodded and lifted one of his legs onto the bed so he could sit looking at Brian. He reached out and pulled Brian’s face towards him. “Kiss me.”
Brian just leaned forward and did. They kissed for a long while before Brian realized that he was on his back with Justin on top of him.
“I have to go,” Brian muttered.
Justin smiled and just moved to the side a little bit. Half of his body was still laying on top of Brian.
Brian didn’t move away. Justin waited and rolled his eyes. He moved to grab his cigarettes from the night stand and lit one for Brian.
Brian took the cigarette and stared at the ceiling.
“You know,” Justin took a drag of his cigarette. “You make me feel good.”
Brian scoffed and threw an arm across his eyes. He sighed when he felt Justin’s arm across his chest. Moving his arm away, he saw that Justin was just making patterns on his chest. He just watched and didn’t say a thing because having Justin touch him made him feel pretty good too.
***
But I got what I came for
And I'll do it 'til I drop
You do what you want to do
I ain't never gonna stop
Justin reached the bar and smiled at Brian. “What are you doing?”
Brian lifted his drink not saying anything.
“Want to dance?” Justin asked.
Brian shook his head and looked at a guy that stopped next to him. He whispered something to Brian and the brunet smirked. Justin smiled and asked for a drink. He stayed there for a while just looking at a guy that was dancing and flirting with him.
“We can dance now,” Brian said as he wrapped his arms around Justin from behind.
Justin pulled away and shook his head. “Now I’m busy,” he walked towards the dance floor and the trick he had been watching.
Brian glared in Justin’s direction and then turned his back on him. He just thought that Justin could go fuck himself. He wasn’t up for any games.
Michael arrived an hour later and went straight for the bar where Emmett and Ted where. “Hey, guys.”
“Hey,” Ted said but didn’t look at him.
“What are you guys doing?” Michael asked.
“Watching Brian and Justin,” Emmett told him. “It’s been going for quite a while.”
“What has?” Michael asked.
“I don’t know. I think…they are having some kind of competition. So far the two of them had been to the backroom three times,” Emmett shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on with Brian and Justin.”
“Nothing is going on with them,” Michael said. “Justin just wants to take Brian’s place. That’s all. But he can’t do that. This is Brian’s kingdom.”
“Well, not forever,” Ted pointed out. “And tonight has been an eye opening experience. The kid can act just like Brian. Plus he has youth on his side.”
Michael rolled his eyes. He went to find Brian and saw him dancing with some guy. “Hey.”
Brian looked at Michael and smiled. “Hey, Mikey.”
“Can we talk?” Michael asked.
“Not now, Mikey,” Brian told him.
“Brian, come on,” Michael whined.
The trick move closer to the brunet and whispered something.
“Later,” Brian followed the trick and was going down the stairs when Justin was coming up with a trick.
“Hey, stud,” Justin said smiling. “See ya later.”
Brian stopped walking and turned around. He followed Justin and once they were out of Babylon, he grabbed him by the shoulders.
“What the fuck?” Justin asked and then saw Brian. He just smiled. “What is it?”
“What are you playing at?” Brian asked.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Justin told him.
The trick stood behind Justin and looked at Brian and the blond. “Are we leaving or what? Is he going to join us? I have no problems with that,” the trick smiled sexily at Brian.
Justin looked at him and then at Brian. He smirked and shrugged. If Brian wanted to come with them, it wasn’t a problem. “Are you coming because if you aren’t then leave me the fuck alone. I’m busy,” he turned to leave but wasn’t able to.
Brian grabbed him hard by the arm. He turned him around and they came face to face.
Justin glared at Brian. “What the fuck do you want?”
“Just to tell you to stop fucking with me,” Brian spat out. “I want you out of my life. So, don’t come back here.”
“I’m not doing anything to you,” Justin told him dryly. “Oh, I get it. Because I am not at your beck and call, you got mad. Well, I am not your little toy, Brian. What’s your fucking problem anyway?”
Brian smirked. “You never came here this much before. All this time, you have been coming after me,” he looked at the trick who was behind Justin. “So go to wherever the fuck you came from because I don’t want you anymore. I’m done with you.”
“Can handle competition, old man?” Justin asked, smiling crookedly at Brian. “I can be wherever the fuck I want to be. It happens that I tried the other clubs and I liked this one the best. I come here for the tricks and now that I have what I want, I'm leaving for the night.”
“Yeah, I saw you,” Brian told him.
“I saw you too,” Justin said. “You know what I think it is. You can’t keep up anymore and you know I can.”
“Fuck you,” Brian hissed.
“Sorry that you can’t keep up anymore,” Justin smirked. “Old man.”
Brian pushed him away, hard.
Justin hit the trick’s chest. He steadied himself and walked over to Brian. “I feel sorry for you.”
“The feeling is mutual,” Brian told him dryly.
Justin smirked and walked away with the trick.
Brian went back inside to the bar and to find a trick of his own. He didn’t need the blond before and he surely didn’t need him now.
***
Man I need another fix
I'll never have to kiss the bride
Justin opened his door and sighed when he saw his father. His life was nothing but bad luck over and over again.
“Can I come in?” Craig asked.
“You are already here. You might as well,” Justin moved away from the door and went to his studio.
Craig closed the door and followed his son. “When did you come back?”
Justin sat down and picked up his brush. He looked at his father and shrugged. “About three months ago.”
Craig nodded. “Your mom told me just the other day.”
“I see,” Justin looked back at his father. “What do you want?”
“We need to talk,” Craig was serious.
“About what?” Justin put his things down and stood up.
“Your future,” Craig told him.
“Not this again,” Justin protested. “I've already made my life, Dad.”
“This is no life, Justin.” Craig shook his head. “What can you do? Paint pretty pictures.”
Justin’s jaw tightened.
“What about a family, Justin?” Craig asked getting desperate. He wanted Justin to understand. “You'll never have kids this way. You can’t live life like this, Justin,” Craig told his son.
“How is that, father?” Justin asked mockingly. “As an artist or as a gay man?”
“Both!” Craig told him. “You are never going to amount to anything!”
“Well, you are so fucking wrong!” Justin hissed. “I can amount to a lot. I’m a great artist, Dad.”
“Fine!” Craig said sighing. “You are, but...”
“But what?” Justin crossed his arms. “I’m still gay? Too fucking bad for you. It really doesn’t affect me in the least.”
Craig made two fists as he tried to control his anger.
“What, Dad?” Justin squared his shoulders. “Are you going to hit me...again?”
“Don’t you want a normal life, Justin? Someone who loves you?” Craig was running out of things to say.
Justin was so angry. “I can be loved just as well if I'm gay.”
Craig shook his head. “I don’t know, Justin, all this time you have been alone; no one by your side.”
Justin looked away. “That’s because I don’t need anyone.”
“Sure, Justin. You tell yourself that,” Craig turned around to leave. “I just want what is best for you.”
Justin stayed in his studio, trying to control his nerves. When he heard the door close, he kneeled on the floor and his tears made it out. His father wasn’t right. He could be loved if he allowed it. He got up, determined not to let his father get to him. He went to his room and grabbed his wooden box and then moved to the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of Daniel’s and sat down on the sofa. “Fuck it all,” he took a shot directly from the bottle.
The phone rang and Justin grunted but picked it up.
“Honey, are you there? It’s me; your mother,” Jennifer said. “Please.”
“What do you want?” Justin asked.
“I just wanted to see how you were doing,” Jennifer sighed. “I told your father where you are living. Has he been there?”
Justin drank from the bottle. “No,”
Jennifer smiled. “Well, he might come by there to talk to you. You know he loves you.”
“Mom, I have to go,” Justin closed his eyes. “I’m working on a painting.”
“Okay. I love you,” Jennifer hung up.
Justin sighed and threw the phone on the sofa. He grabbed his wooden box and opened it. He took out a blunt and a lighter. He just wanted to forget about everything for a few hours; wanted to forget about his father and his mother and Brian and even himself.
***
We never change do we?
No, no, no, no.
We never learn do we?
No, no, no, no.
“Look who it is,” Justin drawled as he washed his hands.
Brian ignored Justin and went to pee. Justin stared at Brian in the mirror. When the brunet was done, he walked over to the sinks. He stared back at Justin but didn’t say anything. When he was about to leave, Justin finally spoke.
“So, your majesty,” Justin said. “Am I allowed to be in the diner? I don’t want you to have a fit because I am here too.”
Brian turned around and walked over to Justin. He was just inches away from the blond’s mouth. “Don’t you have someone else to bother?”
“Don’t you have something better to say?” Justin wasn’t backing away.
“You are...” But nothing else came out of Brian’s mouth.
“What?” Justin asked.
Brian grabbed Justin by the neck and pushed him hard against the wall. Justin grunted a little bit when his head hit the tile. But his eyes never wavered from Brian’s own. Brian kissed him hard. His tongue and teeth attacked Justin’s mouth.
Justin’s hand quickly went to free Brian’s cock. He got hold on the brunet’s growing erection and moaned when Brian did the same. He pulled away and smirked. “Fuck me.”
Brian dragged him into one of the stalls. Justin pulled away from Brian long enough to lock the door. Then they were kissing each other hard and fast; as if they just a few minutes left on earth.
“What are you waiting for?” Justin asked as he undid his pants.
Brian reached for a condom inside his pocket then he pushed his jeans down farther. Justin did the same and turned around. Brian ripped the condom open and put it on.
“Hurry up,” Justin demanded.
Brian pushed Justin’s upper body forwards and made him open his legs a little more. Then he rammed inside the blond’s hole.
“Shit!” Justin hissed as the pain hit him.
Brian didn't give him time to adjust. “Not so cocky now,” he spat out.
Justin closed his eyes and moved his hips. He gripped Brian hard against him and Brian shouted. “Now I am,” he gasped out.
Brian smiled and held on to Justin’s hips. He moved his hips fast and hard. He was still thinking about what had happened that night at Babylon. He didn’t know why, but it made him angry.
Justin was buckling back to meet Brian’s every thrust. “Fuck me!” Justin gasped out as Brian pounded into him. “Yes!”
Brian grunted as he felt his balls slapping against Justin. Then it was all over in a matter of seconds. Justin was splashing his cum against the stall door and Brian was pouring his seed in the condom. They stood still for a few seconds.
“Ah,” Justin grunted when Brian pulled away.
Brian frowned, not sure what the hell was going on. Justin was becoming a constant fix in his life. He was sure of that. He watched as the blond got dressed and wondered what it was about him. Justin was like no one he had ever met before.
“What?” Justin asked. “Are you still mad at me?”
“I wasn’t mad at you,” Brian commented.
“Right,” Justin drawled but didn’t believe a single word. “Good.”
They walked out of the stall and fixed their clothes while looking in the mirror.
“Well,” Justin said as he came close to Brian. He inhaled deeply and smirked. “Maybe I was wrong. You're not that old.”
Brian looked at the blond but didn’t say a word.
“Later,” Justin told him. “Maybe we’ll see each other tonight at Babylon.”
Brian half-laughed. “Later.”
Justin kissed Brian’s neck and then he was gone. Brian looked himself in the mirror again and sighed. He had watched the blond walk out and knew something had to be done before he lost his mind. He chuckled at the whole situation. If he hadn't known any better, he would say that they were acting like a couple who just had some make up sex, but he didn’t want to know any better.
***
And you can't stop messin' with it
All your life you've been so misunderstood
Brian got out of the backroom after having been sucked off and went straight to the bar. Minutes later Justin was by his side, having come from the same place. Brian looked at him and smiled. He liked Justin because they were so much alike. Justin understood him; not many people did.
“Hello,” Ted said standing next to Justin. “How are you guys doing?”
“Great fucking so far,” Justin licked his lips. “But you wouldn’t know anything about that?”
Brian laughed. Ted frowned and didn’t say anything.
Justin threw his arm around Ted. “You should grow some balls and at least defend yourself.”
“Fuck you,” Ted hissed.
Justin smirked. “That’s much better,” he turned towards Brian and smiled. “Buy me a beer.”
Brian nodded and Justin kissed him hard on the lips. Then he was gone to the dance floor. Brian watched him for a few seconds and then turned towards the bartender.
“I thought you said you already had him,” Ted pointed out.
“Mind your own business, Theodore,” Brian grabbed the two beers and walked to where Justin was.
Emmett and Michael came into the club and saw Ted. They smiled at each other and kissed when they got to the bar.
“What are you doing here all alone?” Emmett asked.
“I was with Brian but then Justin came in and Brian ran off with him,” Ted pointed towards Brian and Justin who where dancing.
Emmett smiled when he saw them while Michael glared.
Michael didn’t think twice as he made his way to Brian. “Hey.”
Brian looked at Michael. “Hey, Mikey.”
“Hiya, Mikey,” Justin smirked.
Michael glared at the blond then turned to Brian. “I want to dance with you.”
Justin rolled his eyes.
“Right now?” Brian asked.
“Let’s go to the backroom,” Justin said as his hand made it to Brian’s sac. “What do you say?”
Michael frowned and glared at the blond.
Brian looked at Michael and smiled. “I’ll dance with you later.”
Michael stayed there fuming. He turned around and went back to the bar.
“You two are acting like kids,” Brian pointed out as he pushed Justin against the wall.
Justin smiled. “Guess that makes you the toy.”
Brian scoffed and kissed Justin’s neck as he undid the smaller man’s pants.
“Suck me,” Justin told him.
Brian looked around and frowned.
“Go ahead,” Justin said. “I dare you.”
Brian got on his knees slowly and then looked up at Justin. They smiled at each other and then Brian kissed Justin’s skin just above his pubes. He was already lost in Justin’s sweet scent. His tongue started to lick Justin all around. Then his mouth kissed the base of Justin’s cock and his tongue peaked out to lick Justin’s sac.
“Brian,” Justin grabbed his cock and started jerking himself.
Brian sucked Justin’s balls into his mouth. He sucked on them gently while one of his hands reached Justin’s hole and a finger went inside. Justin arched his hips and started panting as he got closer to his orgasm. Brian pulled back and stopped Justin from touching himself.
“Suck me,” Justin hissed. “Now.”
Brian gripped Justin’s hips hard. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
Justin smiled and grabbed Brian’s hair. He pulled back hard and they started at each other. Both of them let go at the same time. Brian smirked and licked the head of Justin’s cock.
“Ah,” Justin groaned. “Fuck.”
Brian was so fucking hard, he was going to explode. He took Justin’s cock in his mouth completely. He worked the blond quickly, knowing exactly what would drive Justin over the edge.
“Oh, god!” Justin grabbed Brian’s shoulder and then his body convulsed with pleasure.
Brian pulled back and licked his lips while he swallowed. He watched the blond and smirked. “Another satisfied customer,” he laughed at that.
Justin took in deep breaths as he tried to relax. His hand pushed Brian’s hair back and he smiled at the brunet. Brian got up and kissed Justin in the lips and pulled back. They laughed briefly and then kissed once again. This time Brian pushed his tongue inside of Justin’s mouth, letting the blond taste his cum in his mouth.
Justin pulled back and his hand went to open Brian’s jeans. “I want to taste something else,” he got on his knees quickly and in seconds Brian’s whole cock was in his mouth.
“Yes,” Brian gasped as he pushed his hips back and forth. His hands were resting in the wall and his head was thrown back in pleasure. “Get up.”
Justin stopped what he was doing and looked confused for a second. Then he got up and he was quickly turned around. He put his hands on the wall and braced himself for when Brian pushed inside of him. “Mmm.”
“I like fucking you,” Brian said as he grabbed Justin by the front of the neck.
“Yeah,” Justin grunted as he pushed back. He gasped for air as Brian fucked him fast. His body vibrated each time the brunet penetrated him over and over again.
“God,” Brian grunted as he came hard. He held onto Justin’s lithe body and kissed him when all his senses where back together.
Justin turned his head to the side and didn’t say a word. Brian leaned forward and kissed him on the neck and then searched for the blond’s mouth. He pulled away slowly and took off the condom never breaking the kiss.
“Another satisfied customer,” Justin drawled smirking.
Brian laughed as he did his pants.
Justin pulled his pants up and looked around. Everyone was looking at them. He gave them a blinding smile. “Envy me, boys,” he laughed.
Brian watched the blond walking away from him and shook his head. He couldn’t believe that Justin could be so cocky.
Justin stopped and turned around to look at Brian. “Coming? I'm going to get something to drink,” Justin told him.
Brian nodded and followed the blond. When they got to the bar, the guys were there.
“Hey,” Emmett said to Justin. “So you have plans of sticking around.”
Justin laughed and nodded. “How can you tell?”
Emmett smiled and threw his arm around the blond’s shoulder. “The way I see it is that Brian wants you and you want him back,” he whispered. “Why would you want to go?”
Justin laughed and just nodded as he asked for a beer. Arching a brow at Michael, who was glaring at him, was fun. It was hilarious that the man didn’t like him. Brian ordered a drink and watched the dance floor although what he really was doing was looking at Justin’s ass.
“Want to dance?” Michael asked.
“Not now,” Brian told him.
Justin smiled and walked in front of Brian. He smirked in Michael’s direction and then kissed the brunet passionately. “Mmm, so good.”
Brian smirked and nodded. He took a sip of his drink and then, pulling Justin close, he passed it to the blond’s mouth.
“Hot,” Justin whispered after swallowing and laughed.
Michael was fuming. He wished he could close his eyes and when he opened them Justin wouldn’t be there.
“I think you two are a great couple,” Emmett smiled.
Michael opened his eyes wide. He was furious. “Brian doesn’t do relationships,” he hissed.
“I am seeing otherwise,” Ted commented.
“It’s not a relationship,” Justin looked at Michael. “It’s just fucking...a lot of fucking.”
Brian drank his shot and looked at Justin. “Yeah.”
Justin smirked and took his beer. He took a sip and turned around to look at the dance floor. Then he gave his beer to Ted and walked onto the dance floor. Brian just stayed by the bar, drinking and watching the blond.
“What’s going on?” Michael asked.
“With what?” Brian asked.
“With you,” Michael hissed. “What are you still doing with him?”
Emmett looked at Ted who just shook his head not wanting to say anything. “Michael,” Emmett said. “Want to dance?”
“No,” Michael shouted. “I’m talking to Brian.”
Brian sighed and knew Michael wasn't going to drop the issue.
“Do you love him?” Michael asked.
“What?” Brian laughed and shook his head.
“Why haven’t you sent him away?” Michael asked almost desperate. “You already fucked him and...he fucked you! What else do you want with him?”
“That’s none of your business,” Brian said. “So fucking drop the issue, Mikey.”
“Wow,” Ted mouthed to Emmett.
“Come on,” Emmett said grabbing Michael’s arm. “Let’s go dancing. I want to dance.”
Michael was glaring at Brian as Emmett pulled him away. He couldn’t understand what Brian was playing at. Ted put his drink down and went with them. He knew they had to calm Michael down.
“Hey,” Justin smiled. “Having a good time?” he asked when he finally came back half an hour later. He had noticed that Michael and Brian had been talking heatedly to each other, but he wasn’t going to ask. His brain had done the math and he knew they were talking about him.
Brian nodded.
“You haven’t moved from here,” Justin pointed out.
Brian smirked. “Don’t worry about me. You are having enough fun for the both of us.”
Justin smiled and wrapped his arms around Brian’s waist. He licked Brian’s neck and then grabbed the brunet’s beer. He took a sip before Brian took the bottle away.
“Can’t you buy your own?” Brian asked raising a brow.
“Yours always tastes better,” Justin’s hand went to Brian’s hip. Then it moved slowly and grabbed one of Brian’s ass cheeks.
Brian arched a brow.
Justin smiled and undid the brunet’s black jeans. Then he scurried his hand through the back and tracked Brian’s crack. “I want to fuck you.”
Brian didn’t say anything. He smirked and kissed Justin. He let his tongue slip in and they fought for control. Justin slipped a finger inside the brunet and Brian moaned. Then his other hand grabbed Brian’s hard cock.
“Are you two going to fuck here?” Emmett asked suddenly.
Justin pulled his hand away slowly from Brian’s ass so Emmett wouldn’t see what he just had been doing to the brunet. Brian put his beer on the bar and slapped Justin’s hand away from his cock. Then he zipped his pants. Justin moved away and grabbed the beer. Emmett was smirking while Michael was glaring at Justin. Ted really didn’t care either way.
“What is he still doing here?” Michael asked.
“Having a good time, Mikey,” Justin smiled and took a sip of Brian’s beer.
Brian ordered a shot of beam.
“Well, you should leave,” Michael spat out. “And the name is Michael.”
“Come on, Michael,” Emmett put an arm around Justin. “Relax.”
Brian whispered on his ear. “Want to go to the loft?”
Justin looked at Brian and smiled widely. He just nodded. Brian looked at him with lust in his eyes. He wanted Justin so much.
“It’s was a pleasure seeing you guys again,” Justin said putting the empty bottle down.
Brian paid for their drinks and turned to put his arm around Justin’s shoulder. They walked out of Babylon together, not sure why they couldn’t keep away from one another.
Emmett turned to Ted and Michael with a smile on his face. “Justin gives him that blinding smile that could make anyone fall down to his knees and Brian looks at him with that look that can make anyone melt. But you know...it’s just fucking.”
Ted laughed.
“What are you talking about?” Michael asked.
Emmett rolled his eyes and turned to look at Michael. “Want to dance some more?” he asked knowing that Michael just didn’t want to see it.
Michael nodded and went with his friend. He was a little sad that Brian hadn't stayed and he blamed Justin for it. But he was going to find a way to make Justin leave them alone.