Brian came into the house as soon as possible.  Justin had called him and told him that someone had sent him flowers.  

“So, what’s going on?” Brian asked. 

As soon as he was with Justin, Steven and Peter disappeared.  

“He sent me this,” Justin said showing Brian the roses.  

Brian arched a brow.  “At least he has nice taste.”

Justin rolled his eyes and dropped the box on top of the coffee table.  “I’m getting tired of this shit.”

“How did they get here?” Brian asked.

“They had Daphne’s name as the sender,” Justin flopped down on the sofa.  “This is so fucked up.  Read the note,” then he got up once again and started pacing.  He was so angry.

Brian grabbed it and took it out from the envelope.  

<i>For you my love.  I can’t wait for you to be in my arms.  I’ll take you and make you mine.  Always yours.</i>

“I want him to leave me the fuck alone!” Justin hissed.

Brian dropped the note on top of the box and walked over to Justin.  “Have you called the cops?”

“No,” Justin hissed.  “They can’t do shit, at least not until he harms me.”

Brian pulled Justin to him.  He kissed him hard.  “I wish I could help.”

“You do,” Justin assured him.  “By being here right now.”

Brian nodded and they hugged each other.  When they pulled back they started kissing.  Justin’s hand reached for Brian’s ass.  

“Hey,” Brian pulled back.

Justin frowned not sure what was up with Brian.  He looked at the man and then understood the problem.  “Guys,” he yelled.

Steven and Peter got there in seconds.

“What do you need?”  Peter asked.

“I’m sorry but, can you guys guard me from outside the house?” Justin asked and gave them a blinding smile.

Steven and Peter looked at each other.  Steven shrugged and then Peter nodded at his boss.  

“Good,” Justin said and when they were gone he pushed Brian on the sofa.  “Now, can I have my way with you?”

Brian chuckled.  He let the blond strip him.  His cock was rock hard thinking about Justin inside of him.  He couldn’t believe that he liked to bottom.  But he also knew that it was only for Justin.  

“Mine,” Justin muttered and then he let his tongue lick Brian’s abs.  He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of Brian’s skin under his palms.  

Brian arched from the sofa as Justin’s tongue licked his cock.  Justin buried his nose in Brian’s pubes and inhaled deeply.  He grabbed Brian’s balls and started massaging them.  His mouth took in the tip of Brian’s cock.  His tongue wrecked havoc on the brunet’s piss hole. 

“Jus...tin,” Brian chocked out.  

Justin’s free hand found the brunet’s hole.  He started playing with it, teasing Brian to no end.  When the brunet started cursing he pulled back and smirked.  

“What is it, Brian?” Justin asked and pushed a finger inside of the brunet.  “Is that what you want?”

Brian lifted one of his legs up to the back of the sofa.  His eyes were closed with his head thrown back.  Justin watched Brian’s hips rotating to get more pleasure.  He pushed another finger inside of the taller man and watched fascinated, as Brian laid there sprawled and open for his ministrations. 

“Fuck me,” Brian whispered.

Justin added a third finger and leaned closer.  “What do you want?” he licked Brian’s neck.

“Fuck me,” the brunet growled.

“Oh yes,” Justin pulled his fingers away.  

Brian opened his eyes and then realized that Justin was still clothed.  He watched impatiently as Justin got rid of his clothes and then searched for a condom.  Justin pushed Brian’s legs to the floor and sat down. 

Brian quickly straddled the blond.  He put the condom on Justin and then slowly he lowered himself on the hard shaft.  

“Fuck yeah,” Justin held Brian close to him.  

Brian had one hand holding on to Justin’s shoulder and the other one to the sofa.  He could feel as if Justin was about to tear him apart but he loved the feeling.  He looked at Justin and smiled briefly.  Justin pulled Brian closer by the back of the neck. He kissed him very slowly.

“Love you,” Justin muttered. 

Brian’s eyes shone with emotion.  They were dark with lust but they also held all the love he had for the blond.  Justin pushed Brian’s hips a bit and the brunet got the message.  The taller man started moving slowly at first.  Their skin was damp and they kept watching each other.  

Justin’s hands gripped Brian’s waist and every time that Brian was about to lower down he would pull him down hard.

“God!” Brian growled.  He grabbed his cock and started jerking off.  

Justin watched him.  He was sure his cock was as hard as rock by watching Brian.  He leaned forward and kissed Brian’s left nipple and then he bit it.  

“Jus!” Brian hissed feeling the shock of Justin’s mouth.  

“Don’t stop,” Justin hissed.  “Come on.”

Brian’s legs were getting tired.  He let go of his cock and used Justin’s shoulders for leverage.  Justin pushed them to the side and then got on top of Brian.  The brunet’s legs wrapped around Justin’s waist; the blond didn’t lose anytime and started pounding into the willing hole. 

“Oh god,” Brian groaned and gripped the edge of the sofa.

Justin threw his head back and his hips rotated as he tried to hit Brian’s sweet spot.  He wanted the brunet to cum.  Brian grabbed his cock once again and he clamped down on Justin’s shaft.  He stiffed and his cum shot out of him soaking him and Justin.

Justin’s mouth was hanging open as he kept fucking Brian.  His hands gripped Brian’s hips tightly.  He wanted to vanish inside of Brian.  His body arched against the brunet and his seed escaped from him and onto the brunet. Then his body crashed down on top of the taller man.

Brian’s legs dropped to the side.  “Fucking A.”

Justin groaned as he pulled back.  He got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.  Brian watched him and grabbed his jeans.  He put them on and followed the blond.

“Move here,” Justin said.

“What?” Brian stopped walking and just stared at Justin.

Justin shook his head.  “Never mind.”

Brian still didn’t move.  

“I don’t know what I was thinking,” Justin frowned and started searching for something in the kitchen; something he couldn’t find.

“Justin,” Brian said.

Justin turned around and put his hands on his hips.  “What?” 

Brian walked over to him.  “I’ll move in with you.”

Justin hugged him and put his head on Brian’s chest.  He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.  He was never going to be as happy as that moment right there. The world could be falling around him and he could care less.

***

“I’m at the diner.  I’m buying them right now,” Joshua sighed.  “When the fuck did you eat here anyway?”

“I didn’t,” Justin said.  “Brian bought me food from there.”

“What are you, pregnant?” Joshua joked.  “I’ll thank him later.”

Justin laughed.  “If that was possible I wouldn’t lose any time.”

“If Brian could only hear you,” Joshua teased him.  “He would think you are insane.”

“Oh shut up,” Justin told him.  “Hurry up.  I’m hungry.”

“Can you call someone else for this kind of shit?” Joshua said.  “Having an assistant won’t kill you.  You can use mine.”

“No,” Justin protested.  “I like you for this kind of stuff.  I know for sure you won’t spit on my food because you are mad at me or you won’t try to poison me.  I don’t know if I can say the same about everyone else.”

“Just because we’re family doesn’t mean that I won’t do those things,” Joshua pointed out.

“No, because you’re my Joshua,” Justin smiled.

“Oh, well,” Joshua said.  “At least you have a way with words.”

“Don’t forget the milkshake,” Justin reminded him.

“I won’t,” Joshua hung up.  He grabbed his order when they handed it to him and paid for it.  He was coming out when he bumped into someone.

“Are you okay?” Emmett asked Ted.

“I’m sorry,” Joshua said.

“No,” Ted said.  “It’s okay.

Joshua nodded.  “So, do you have a name?”

Ted stared at the man a little bit too stunned to answer.

“His name is Ted,” Emmett said quickly.  “And he’s single.”

Joshua chuckled at that.  “I’m Joshua.”

“I’m Emmett,” he told him.  “I’m Teddy’s best friend.”

“Do you think he’ll say yes if I invite him to eat sometime?” Joshua asked.

“Yeah,” Emmett answered.

Joshua looked at Ted.  “Does he talk?”

Emmett hit Ted’s arm. 

“Uh, I’m Ted,” Ted told him.

Emmett rolled his eyes.

“Nice to meet you,” Joshua said extending his hand.

Ted shook his and felt himself getting red. 

“So, are you free on Friday night?” Joshua asked.

“Yes he is,” Emmett piped in.

Ted looked at Emmett and then back at Joshua.  “Yeah, I am.”

Joshua reached inside his pocket.  He looked at the card and then gave it to Ted.  “Call me so we can set everything up.”

Ted nodded.

Joshua looked at Emmett.  “Make sure he does.”

Emmett winked at Joshua and nodded.  They watched as the blond left before they went inside the diner.

“Did that just happened?” Ted asked once he came out of his shock.

“Ted!” Emmett yelled.  “I wish I was you right now.  Did you see him?  He’s to die for!”

“I saw,” Ted looked at the card and swallowed hard.  He didn’t know what he was going to do.

Emmett grabbed the card and put it in his pocket.  “I’ll call him for you.”

Ted frowned.  “I can do it myself.”

“No you can’t,” Emmett told him.  “You’re going to start gagging and sweating and then you’ll hang up on him.”

Ted frowned not believing that Emmett knew him so well.

“Come on, I know you,” Emmett told him.

Ted rolled his eyes and they sat down.  He looked around and started to smile thinking about seeing Joshua again.

***

Brian threw away the last of the joint.  He looked at Michael who was chucking.  He shook his head and got up to get some water.

“Brian,” Michael called.  “Where are you going?”

“Right here, Mikey,” Brian told him opening the fridge.  His eyelids were heavy.  When he walked back he laughed seeing how slowly Michael was grabbing the fries and putting them into his mouth.

“There is something I want to ask you,” Michael said.

“What?” Brian asked and opened the bottled water.

Brian watched Michael as the man tried to think of what to say.

“Okay,” Michael said.  “I think that you’re in love.”

Brian laughed and shook his head.

“Brian, are you ever going to tell me who has got you like this?” Michael asked as he dropped the bone he had been holding in his hand into the empty bucket.  

Brian looked at Michael.  “Shut the fuck up.”

“Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me,” Michael started chanting.

“Stop it,” Brian hissed.

“Tell,” Michael took a deep breath.  “Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Okay,” Brian hissed.  “I’m going out with...with Justin Taylor.”

“Thank you,” Michael told him.

Brian nodded.

“Bullshit!”  Michael said suddenly and he stared at Brian.

Brian shrugged.

“Are you serious?”  Michael asked.  “Oh my god!  You’re fucking Justin Taylor!”

“That’s right Mikey,” Brian told him.

“I don’t believe you!” Michael hissed.  “You’re just playing with me.”

“Fine,” Brian said shrugging.  “Believe whatever you want.”

“There has to be something that you can show me, Michael said.  “Do you have pictures of him naked?”

“He looks so fucking good naked,” Brian muttered.

“Brian, are you high?” Michael asked.

Brian arched a brow.  “Are you not?”

“You’re serious about this,” Michael said.

“Yes,” Brian told him.

“You’re lying to me,” Michael decided.  “I can’t believe you.  You’re my best friend.  How could you lie to me?”

“Fine,” Brian got up and turned around in the loft.  

“What are you doing?” Michael asked.

“Come on,” Brian walked to the door.  “I’ll show you.”

Michael saw that Brian was grabbing his keys and boots and he got up.  He followed the brunet to the Jeep.  “Where are we going?”

“To see Justin,” Brian told him.

Michael sat there stunned.  He wondered if it would be like the time that Brian said that they were going to see Brad Pitt because supposedly Brian had met him in one of his business meetings and it turned out to be a way to get him to his surprised birthday.  

“I’m moving in with him,” Brian said suddenly.

“What?” Michael asked.  

“Put your seatbelt on,” Brian told him.

“What are you saying about moving?  With who?” Michael asked.

“With Justin,” Brian rolled his eyes and hit the breaks.

“What the fuck!” Michael hissed.

Brian chuckled and then hit the gas once again.

“Jesus,” Michael put his hand on his forehead.  “You’re high.”

“So are you,” Brian laughed and then hit the gas and made a sharp turn.

Michael held his head.  He felt like he either was going to puke or pee himself; maybe both and then maybe they would die if Brian kept driving like he was.

“We’re almost there,” Brian said and smirked at Michael.

“You’re not playing,” Michael said.  “Are you?”

Brian hit the breaks.  The tires made a screeching sound and they came to a stop.  “This is it.”

Michael looked at the place.  The houses were huge.  “Wow, which one is it?” he asked since they were in between two houses.

“That one,” Brian said as he opened the door to the Jeep.  

“Brian, are you sure about this?” Michael asked when he saw a tall man standing by some bushes at the front door.  

“Come on, Mikey, we don’t have all day,” Brian said.  

“Brian,” Thomas said. 

“This is my friend,” Brian said throwing his arm around Michael’s shoulder.  “Mikey this is Thomas.”

“Hi-hi,” Michael stuttered.

“Come on,” Brian opened the door and went inside.  

Joshua was sitting next to a woman.  They both looked startled to see Michael and Brian.

“Brian,” Justin said getting up from the sofa.  He went and kissed Brian and then looked at Michael.  He felt super jealous seeing how close Brian held the dark haired man.  “Who is this?”

“This is Mikey,” Brian smiled.  “He’s my best friend.  I thought you should meet him.”

Michael couldn’t believe whom he was standing in front of.  “The guys won’t believe me.”

“I’ll cut off your cock if you tell anyone,” Brian warned.

“That he knows me?” Justin asked smiling.

“That he’s in a relationship,” Michael laughed.  “Wow.”

Justin laughed as well. “I think he really does know you.”

Brian pulled away from them and walked away.  He stopped and looked at the woman and Joshua.  He arched a brow at them.

“Brian, this is Angela,” Joshua told him.  “She works with us at the gallery.”

“Hi,” Brian said and then he kept on walking to the bedroom.  

“I’m sorry that we’re interrupting,” Michael told him.  “Brian tends to...”

“Impress?” Justin asked and laughed.  “Come on, you can sit down.  Do you want anything?”

“No,” Michael told him.

“You can look around the house then,” Justin told him.  “We’re just having a boring meeting about what to do next with the gallery.” 

“Man, I wish I had your talent,” Michael said.  “I would be drawing for my comics left and right.”

“What do you mean?” Justin asked as he sat down.

“Oh, it’s stupid,” Michael shrugged.  “You’ll think I’m retarded or something.”

“No,” Justin said.  “Tell us.”

“Well,” Michael swallowed.  He didn’t know why he had talked about that.  Oh yeah, he was somewhat high and he was predisposed to talk about anything.  “I wrote a comic.  But I don’t know how to draw so it’s just text and a bunch of white paper.”

Justin and Joshua looked at each other.

“Is it any good?” Justin asked.

“It’s about a gay superhero,” Michael told him.  “How he works during the day and at night he saves gay men that are in trouble.  And so on.”

“It sounds interesting,” Justin thought about it.

“You don’t have to say that,” Michael shrugged.

“What is it called?” Justin asked.

“Rage,” Michael told him.  “I think it’s good.  I’ll find someone that can draw and then see what happens.”

“Where did you get the idea?” Angela asked.  “Rage?”

“Michael!” Brian came back to them hissing like a mad man.  “Where the fuck did you put my fucking lighter?!”

The other people looked at each other and got a pretty good idea where Michael had gotten the name.

***

Michael knocked on the window.  He smiled as he showed Brian that he had Gus in his arms.  Then he got in the Jeep.

“Didn’t they question your sudden kindness?”  Brian asked.  

“Nope,” Michael told him as he put Gus in his car seat.

Then they drove to Justin’s house.  

“So, when are you going to start moving your stuff?” Michael asked.

“I don’t know,” Brian told him. “I just have so many things going on right now.”

“The girls are nuts,” Michael said.  “Now they want me to sign the papers.  I told them no and they looked like they were planning my death.”

“Wait,” Brian said.  “You told them no before?”

Michael nodded.  “I thought about what you said.  You’re a good father, Brian and if they aren’t letting you see your son they can do it to me too.”

Brian stayed quiet.  He looked at his friend and smiled. “I hope they don’t find out,” he said. “If they know that we talked about it they are going to blame me. Hell’s going to break loose.”

“Yeah,” Michael said.  “It’ll be my neck too.”

Soon enough they were at the house.  

“Mr. Justin!” Gus hissed as soon as he saw the house.  He took off running for the door when he was put on the ground.

Michael smiled and watched the boy.  

“Open!” Gus yelled as his little hand hit the door.  He looked up at the man that was standing there.  “Open!” he shouted as he pointed at the door.

“Is this thing yours, Brian?” Peter asked smirking as he opened the door for Gus.

Brian nodded.  “Don’t you see how good he looks?”

Michael rolled his eyes.  “Don’t listen to him.”

“Hey,” Justin said as he looked at Michael and Brian.  He was kneeling in front of Gus while the boy patted Mich.

“He’s so big!” Gus shouted.  “Look Daddy!”

“I see,” Brian told him.

“Michael I have something for you,” Justin told him grabbing some papers from the table. “Here.”

Michael frowned and went to see what it was.  He opened it and stared at the picture of a superhero.  It said ‘Rage’ on the top and it was Brian.  He smiled and looked at Justin.  “This is amazing.”

“We’ll talk about business later,” Justin assured him.

“You mean...” Michael didn’t know what to say.  “Are you fucking serious?”

“Uh,” Gus said covering his mouth and pointing at Michael.

“Okay, sorry,” Michael couldn’t stop smiling.  “I can’t believe this.”

Brian walked over to Justin and they kissed.  “Thanks,” he said.  He had told the blond to go get Michelangelo at the loft so Gus could see him.

“Ah,” Gus gasped when Mich pushed him back.  

“Don’t get scared,” Justin told him.  “He’s playing with you.”

Michael was sitting on the sofa going over all the drawings that Justin had done.  He could cry right then but he didn’t want to scare Brian or Justin.  He didn’t know how he was going to keep it all in.

“Okay,” Justin said.  “Who is hungry?”

“I want Pizza,” Gus started saying and then talked about all the things he didn’t wanted on his pizza and why.

Michelangelo was barking.

“I could eat some Chinese,” Michael told them.

“I want Thai, can we get Thai?” Brian asked.

Justin laughed and nodded. 

“Good thing you’re rich,” Brian told him.  “So you can feed all of us.”

Justin took Brian’s hand. “We’re rich.”

Brian frowned.  He was getting used to the idea that Justin wanted them to share everything they have half and half.  But when Justin smiled at him from ear to ear he always forgot to protest.  He then realized that he agreed to have a life with the blond and it scared him and excited him at the same time.  He looked around as Justin talked on the phone, Michael stared at his drawings and Gus played with Mich and he liked that his life was pretty much like the best Armani collection and he owned it all.