Justin could hear the conversations around him but he couldn’t open his eyes.
 
“Are you going to listen to me?” Ethan asked in a frustrated tone.  He had been trying to get Brian to listen to him but the brunet always refused.   Instead Brian opted to either ignore Ethan by walking away from him or attempting to punch the daylights out of him.  It had been two whole days since Justin’s injury while Ethan tried to persuade the brunet in a desperate effort to explain what had happened. 
 
“I could have you removed forcefully,” Brian said as he held Justin’s hand.  “Don’t piss me off more than I’m already.”
 
“Justin was in my room because you were cheating on him,” Ethan spat out.  “And we didn’t do anything.”
 
“Cheating,” Brian repeated.  “What the fuck are you talking about?”
 
“He saw you and Luke,” Ethan whispered with relief.  It was the first time that Brian had let him talk.  Ethan rushed through his explanation before Brian could cut him off again.   “Brian, we really didn’t do anything.  This was different.”
 
Brian didn’t know what the fuck was going on.  He needed to believe that nothing had happened between Justin and his brother.  Brian was torn between his guilt for Justin’s precarious state and the torment of his lover’s betrayal.  In a haunted voice Brian replied, “I wasn’t cheating on him.”
 
“Justin came upon you and Luke in the kitchen.  He told me that he saw Luke going down on his knees and apparently he was ready to suck you off.  Justin ran out of the room in shock.  When I found him on the deck he was completely incoherent.  For a minute I thought someone had assaulted him.  I brought him back to my room because he was in no condition to see you.  He didn’t want to see you.  I didn’t take advantage of his weakened state.  We got drunk, end of story.  Nothing happened between us.  I swear on my honor as a pirate and your brother,” Ethan explained and shrugged.
 
Justin’s eyelids flickered.  He was fighting with all his might to open his eyes.
 
“Nothing happened,” Brian echoed.  “I never betrayed Justin’s trust or love.  I grabbed Luke by the neck and pulled him up telling him to go fuck himself.”
 
Ethan sighed.  “I guess Justin wasn’t there to see that.  I should have known things were different this time.”
 
Brian brought Justin’s hand to his mouth and kissed it.  He couldn’t believe the great mess that they had formed over misconstrued events.  He looked at Ethan not sure if he believed his brother or not.  “What do you mean different?”
 
Ethan cleared his throat and stared at Justin.  “I know that in the beginning I joked about wanting Justin.  Well, the truth is that I did.  I thought he would be nothing but another toy for you.  He’s alright you know.  He’s a great guy.”
 
Brian stayed quiet and listened to Ethan.
 
“With Farrell it was different,” Ethan whispered.  “I didn’t care if you wanted him or not.  I didn’t care if you loved him or not.  I wanted him for me and nobody else, Brian.”
 
Brian sighed.  “Ethan, that kid...he was...he was so confused.”
 
“No,” Ethan said shaking his head.  “We did that to him.  I’ll accept my share of the blame in that matter.”
 
Brian bit his lower lip and went back to stare at his blond.  “Nothing happened?”
 
“Not a thing,” Ethan assured him yet again.  “And...I hope you do know that he jumped in the middle to save you.”
 
Brian sighed knowing that Justin was stupid enough to do something like that.  “You were going to kill me.” 
 
“I never miss a shot and you know it,” Ethan said letting his brother know that he wouldn’t have gone through with it.  That’s why the door had ended up with the bullet and not Brian.  He would have been able to take the shot even with Justin in the middle; he would have found a way.   
 
“I wasn’t going to kill you either,” Brian muttered.  “But then this little shit got in the way and I don’t even know how everything spiraled out of control.  I was pissed thinking you and Justin had slept together.  I remember coming forward with my knife.  Then when I heard the shot I instinctively pulled my arm up to defend myself.  But I didn’t expect Justin to lunge in between us.  By that time it was too late, I didn’t have time to pull back.”
 
Ethan sighed. “Is he going to be okay?” he asked as he looked at the blond.  He had been banned from seeing Justin so he didn’t know the blond’s medical condition.
 
“Yeah,” Brian answered.
 
There was a knock on the door and Ethan went to open it.   
 
“Hey,” Brendan said.  “I came to see how Justin’s doing.”
 
Ethan stepped aside.
 
“Brian,” Justin croaked out.
 
“Justin!” Brian yelled surprised as he got up.
 
“It hurts,” Justin hissed.  “It hurts.”
 
“I’ll give him something,” Brendan said as he retrieved the black duffel bag at the end of the bed and opened it.  He took out the morphine and the needle.   Then he moved to the blond and gave him five grams.  “That should do it.”
 
Brian started caressing Justin’s face.   He was so happy that the blond had finally woken up. 
 
“I hate you,” Justin said like a little kid with a pout for effect.
 
“Really?” Brian asked.
 
“Mmm mphm,” Justin muttered as he nodded.
 
“Give me a kiss then,” Brian told him.
 
“Okay,” Justin muttered and his eyes closed.  He felt so good suddenly.  He was floating and Brian was there with him.  
 
Brian captured Justin’s lips in a fierce kiss.  His hand caressed Justin’s cheek.  “I love you Jus.”
 
“I love you, Jus,” Justin muttered as his eyes opened.  “I feel good,” he said and smirked.
 
Brian smirked as he shook his head.  He was so happy that Justin was going to be okay.
 
“How much did you give him?” Ethan asked.
 
“Just enough,” Brendan assured them. “How about if we leave him so he can rest?”
 
“Why don’t you fuck off?” Brian asked.  “How about that?”
 
Ethan smirked.  “Come on, let’s leave the two love birds alone.”
 
Brendan was fuming as he grabbed his things and left with Ethan.   
 
“Justin,” Brian said.  “Are you listening to me?” 
 
“You’re so pretty,” Justin informed him.  “But you make me hurt.”
 
Brian sighed as he stayed quiet.  He wanted to say he was sorry but he thought it would be better if he waited until the blond was better.  Then he would explain to the blond what had happened and it would all be forgotten. 
 
***
 
“I don’t want to fucking hear it!” Justin hissed as he looked at Sam and Michael.  “How long have I been unconscious?”
 
“Two weeks,” Michael said. “You should take it easy.”
 
“Don’t tell me what to fucking do,” Justin growled.
 
Sam smirked and shook his head.  He had come to talk some sense into the blond because Brian had asked him too.  The blond didn’ t want to hear anything Brian had to say.
 
“He wasn’t cheating on you,” Sam repeated yet again.
 
“You don’t have to defend him!” Justin hissed as he reached for a bag.  “I’m leaving this place.  I should have never come back!”
 
“Justin, you’re overreacting,” Michael drawled.
 
“I’m not!” Justin shouted as he started taking his things and shoving them in the bag.  He didn’t realize that he was crying as he packed in a hasty daze.  He just wanted to get out of there.
 
“We’re in the middle of nowhere,” Sam informed him.  “Where the fuck are you going to go?”
 
“Shut the fuck up!” Justin yelled.
 
“You think he doesn’t love you?” Michael asked.
 
Sam arched a brow as he looked at Michael.
 
“Get out of here,” Michael said to Sam.
 
“I...” Sam tried to protest.
 
“That’s a fucking order,” Michael hissed.  “Get the fuck out now!”
 
Justin was standing very still ever since Michael had asked him if he believed that Brian didn’t love him.  He bit his lower lip and knew that he loved Brian.  That’s why he had pushed Brendan away and it hurt that Brian didn’t do the same when he was put in the same situation.
 
“Look,” Michael said as he walked in front of Justin.  “Brian is up there making everyone’s life a living hell and...”
 
“That’s what I’m good for, huh?” Justin asked angrily.  “To bend over and let the captain fuck me ‘til he has a big smile on his face?!  Well, tell him to use Luke for that.”
 
“He didn’t do anything with Luke!” Michael hissed as he grabbed Justin by the arm.  “Brian is in love with you, you stupid twat!  He’s angry and frustrated because he blames himself for everything,” Michael spat out.
 
“No,” Justin said shaking his head.  “He doesn’t love me.  And that’s fine by me!  He can go off to fuck whomever he wants to!”
 
“If you hurt him I’ll make you pay for it!” Michael shouted. 
 
“That’s enough!” Brian hissed.
 
Michael pulled his hand away and shook his head.  He didn’t say anything as he left the two men alone. 
 
Brian walked inside slowly.  “You’re not going anywhere.”
 
“Yes, I am,” Justin dared.
 
“You belong to me, remember?” Brian asked.  “You’re not leaving this yacht.”
 
“So, that’s how it’s going to be again?” Justin asked.  “I hate you for keeping me prisoner while you remind me that I’m only your property.  When I came back you promised me things would be different.  But everything you have said to me turned out to be nothing but lies!  All this bullshit about being equals was nothing but a big fat lie!  I’ll never be your equal because you can’t give up control, captain.  Well fuck you.”
 
“Is not like that Justin,” Brian answered.  “You’re right about one thing; I’m doing everything I can possibly do to keep you here.  I’m a selfish bastard, remember?”
 
“You’re a liar,” Justin said in a very low voice.  “How could you?”
 
“I’m not lying to you,” Brian told him.  “If you had stayed a little longer you would have seen that nothing happened.”
 
“You’re a pirate!” Justin yelled as he moved closer to Brian.  “You would say anything and use any means necessary to get what you want!  You just said so yourself.”
 
Brian sighed knowing it was partially true.  He would use any means necessary to make Justin stay.  He wanted the blond to believe him so badly.  “Stop this fucking nonsense now.  You’re acting like a fucking teenager.  We didn’t do anything and that’s final.  So put your shit back where it belongs and come with me to dinner.”
 
Justin shook his head.  “Ethan’s right.  You always want to be in control of everything and everyone.  You were drunk and...”
 
“I know how to control my liquor,” Brian told him.   
 
“Hardly!” Justin yelled.
 
Brian shook his head and left the chambers.  There was no point in talking when Justin wasn’t listening to him.
 
Justin closed his eyes as the brunet moved away.  He wrapped his arms around himself and sat on the bed.  He didn’t know what to believe.  He thought about what Ethan had said in his room when he was fighting with Brian.  The thought of Brian playing with someone’s feeling for control was horrendous to him.  That was not the man he loved and who is to say that Brian wasn’t doing the same to him. 
 
***
 
Ted looked up as Justin stood in front of him.  “Hey.”
 
“Do you need any help?” Justin asked.
 
“Haven’t you been working all day?” Ted asked.
 
Justin shrugged.  He just didn’t want to return to his chambers.  Brian would be there sooner or later and he didn’t want to be anywhere close to the man.  He looked at the maps in front of Ted.  “Where are we going?”
 
“Andaman,” Ted told him.
 
“Andaman?” Justin asked frowning.  “So, we’re really going there.”
 
“That’s right,” Ted replied.  “I really don’t have anything here for you.  Just go rest.”
 
Justin rolled his eyes and walked away.  He walked around the deck before he stopped and sat down.  It was already night and everyone was asleep by now.   
 
“Hey,” Brendan said walking over to him.  “Do you want some company?”
 
“Sure,” Justin responded.   
 
Brendan smiled as he sat next to the blond.  “It’s a lovely night.”
 
“It is,” Justin muttered.   
 
“Are you okay?” Brendan asked.  “How’s the wound?  You’re not overdoing it are you?” 
 
“It’s pretty much healed,” Justin told him.  “The stitches have started to come off on their own and some I pulled out.”
 
“I could have done it,” Brendan replied.
 
“It’s okay,” Justin said.  “Sometimes it itches but it looks fine, no infection.  Although it’s kind of cool to have a scar.”
 
Brendan smirked.  “If you say so.”
 
Then there was silence between them.  Justin frowned not sure what to say.  All he could think about at the moment was Brian.  He was so confused where the man was concerned. 
 
“Justin,” Brendan said and licked his lips.  “You can talk to me.  I have heard the rumors about what’ s going on.  You want to leave and he won’t let you.”
 
Justin shook his head.  “I don’t want to talk about that.”
 
“Okay,” Brendan whispered.  He smiled at the blond and caressed his face.  “You should have someone that loves you.”
 
“I thought I did,” Justin whispered.
 
“Aw, beautiful,” Brendan muttered as he pulled Justin closer by the back of the neck.  He caressed Justin’s lips with his thumb.  He then kissed the blond.  They both moaned into the kiss which seemed to be going on forever.
 
“And here I am waiting to see your reaction while giving you the benefit of the doubt,” Brian hissed when the men in front of him didn’t seemed to want to pull away from one another.  “But for some reason you didn’t pull away.”
 
Justin had pulled back startled.  He looked at Brian who had his hands on his back and wondered if the man had a gun or something.  “You don’t know what you saw.”
 
“Don’t I?” Brian asked.  “What else do I need?”
 
Justin glared at Brian as he got up.  “Fuck you, Brian!” Justin hissed.  “It was nothing to me.  I was going to pull away.”
 
“That’s not what I saw,” Brian told him taking a step closer to Justin.  “I could have left and rightly assumed that your next move would be to his room so you two could fuck all night.”
 
“I’m not you,” Justin spat out.
 
“Right,” Brian said.  “Because you saw Luke kneeling in front of me and you didn’t assume anything by it.”
 
Justin swallowed understanding Brian’s point of view.  He looked up at the brunet and realized that maybe he had been wrong.  He looked into Brian’s eyes and saw the anger and the hurt and he wondered if his eyes had looked like that.  “Let’s go talk,” Justin said as he started walking ahead to return to their chambers.
 
Brian looked to the side as Justin passed him by and then rushed towards Brendan.  Behind him he had been hiding a knife.  He had it pressed to the man’s neck in seconds.  “What did I tell you?” 
 
“Brian,” Justin gasped.
 
“I told you not to touch him,” Brian growled.  “Least of all kiss him.”
 
Brendan swallowed as he felt the knife digging into his flesh.  Brian stared at the man wanting nothing else but to slit his throat.
 
“Brian, stop it!” Justin hissed.
 
“You touch him again and I’ll castrate you,” Brian hissed.  “Do you hear me?”
 
Brendan nodded slowly and then his eyes opened wide as Brian brought the knife close to one of his eyes.  He saw the movement but it wasn’t after a few seconds later that he felt the pain.  It had been so quick.   He brought his hand to his face.
 
“That’s a reminder,” Brian growled.  “So you won’t forget.”
 
“Brian!” Justin yelled as he saw the cut that Brendan had under his eye and which was pouring blood from the wound like a small geyser.  “Oh my fucking god, Brian!”
 
Brian took a step back and stared at his blond.  “Let’s go,” he said as he cleaned the blood from his knife on his trunks.
 
Justin was glaring at Brian.  “You’re such an animal!”
 
Brian grabbed Justin by the waist and pulled him up, throwing the blond over his shoulder.  Justin was kicking and screaming, commanding to be released.  He punched Brian once but that only earned him a punch in return.  He tried using every possible advantage to get away somehow but Brian had a good hold on him. 
 
“You’re an asshole!” Justin hissed when Brian threw him on the bed.  “I hate you!  Why do you always act like a complete Neanderthal?”
 
“You belong to me!” Brian yelled as he put the knife on the night table.  “If I ever catch you looking at him I’ll fucking kill him!”
 
“Fuck you!” Justin yelled as he got up from the bed.
 
Brian pushed him back and started ripping the blond’s clothes.  When he was done he got in between Justin’s legs.  The blond was fighting him with all his might but Brian wasn’t stopping.
 
“You’re mine,” the brunet hissed.  He put the tip of his cock at the blond’s entrance.
 
“No!” Justin yelled as tears ran down his face.  “Stop!” he yelled with all his might.  “Stop it you fucking asshole!” he said and started hitting the back of Brian’s left shoulder. 
 
Brian held him by the neck.   “Stop it!”
 
“Ah,” Justin yelled as he tried to kick Brian away.  “Don’t touch me.  Don’t fucking touch me!”
 
The brunet stared at Justin and could see that Justin really didn’t want him.  He pulled away as if he was burning.  He saw that Justin’s cock was flaccid.  “God,” he said running his fingers through his hair.  “Justin,” he said trying to touch the blond.
 
“No,” Justin said and slapped Brian’s hand away. “Keep away from me!” he yelled and crawled backwards away from the brunet.  Then he pulled his knees to his chest as he started crying. 
 
Brian rubbed his face and shook his head.  He quickly left the room leaving the distressed blond on the bed.  Justin cried with relief.  But he also cried for his lost relationship and for the love he thought he once had.  There was a time when he had been happy.   So happy that he had given up everything to be with the brunet, maybe ignorance is bliss and he was another stupid blond twink that got caught up in Brian’s dangerous web of deceit.   Now he was starting to see the Brian Kinney everyone always talked about; the grim, brute and cold-hearted pirate everyone feared.
 
***
 
Justin was sitting down at the dinning table.  He was all alone since it was close to four in the morning.  He was emotionally drained and his stab wound was sore.  He had seen Dante walking by approximately half an hour ago and he thought he had heard Henry and Ryan talking in the next room.  He really didn’t care if they could see him or not.  As far as he was concerned he was relieved to have finally found a little peace and a place to hide from Brian. 
 
“What are you doing here?” Ethan asked.
 
Justin shrugged while Ethan sat next to him. 
 
“Are you hiding from Brian or something like that?” Ethan asked the blond.
 
“Maybe,” Justin muttered.  “And I really don’t want to talk about it.”
 
“Okay,” Ethan accepted the explanation.
 
Justin looked at Ethan with an arched brow.  He wanted to ask the man what had happened between him, Farrell and Brian.   
 
“What?” Ethan asked.
 
“Nothing,” Justin assured him.
 
They looked at one another and suddenly smiled in a quiet acknowledgement.  Ethan knew that Justin wanted something and Justin knew that Ethan was aware of that.
 
“Tell me,” Ethan ordered.
 
“Nothing,” Justin repeated but he was grinning like a mad man.
 
“Really?” Ethan asked amused.  He couldn’t be fooled.
 
“Tell me about Farrell,” Justin quickly pleaded.  He needed some answers even if he hated the replies.
 
Ethan stayed silent for some time.  He looked away from Justin surprised by what the blond had requested.
He stared at his hands for what seemed like forever.  “I don’t want to talk about him,” he finally said.
 
“I do,” Justin told him.
 
“Tough,” Ethan hissed.  “Change the subject.”
 
“I want to know the story,” Justin said.
 
“Why?” Ethan asked.
 
Justin shrugged.  “I don’t know.  Maybe I need some answers.  Maybe I’m only searching for the truth.  Or Maybe I’m curious.”
 
“Curiosity killed the cat,” Ethan pointed out.
 
“I don’t care,” Justin replied.  “You talk I’ll listen this time.”
 
Ethan chucked as he shook his head.  He sighed and shrugged.  “We fell in love and Brian showed us what a prick he could be.  Farrell was the first person that really loved me.  Brian took that way from me.”
 
“Do you hate, Brian?” Justin asked.
 
Ethan sighed and thought about it.  “I don’t know...sometimes.  Then I just tell myself he’s misunderstood and has too many walls around him.  Other times I think he’s a control freak who will never change.  Either way what can I do?”
 
Justin didn’t like that answer.  “What happen to Farrell? Did he kill himself?”
 
Ethan nodded.  “He couldn’t deal with it.  At first he was in love with Brian but then we fell for each other.  Brian didn’t care about him, not really.  He was just another slave to him.”
 
“And he found you guys together?” Justin asked.
 
Ethan nodded as he looked again at his hands.  “He took Farrell by the neck and dragged him away.  After that he came to see me and beat the shit out of me.”
 
“Jesus,” Justin said.
 
“He told me that I was supposed to know the rules,” Ethan hissed.  “I didn’t care about his stupid rules or Brian’s control issues.  Brian didn’t love Farrell.  I didn’t think he could love anyone until you came along.  But I loved Farrell so much.”
 
Justin smiled sadly.   
 
“He came to talk to me after a while saying that he and Brian were going to try and work things out.  Farrell told me that Brian offered him a second chance to start over again.  Farrell wanted to do the right thing so he stayed with Brian,” Ethan said as a tear made it out.  “I wanted to die when he finally told me, you know.  It hurt so much.  Honestly part of the agony was that I was losing him to Brian again.  Brian always got everything in our family.  He got the looks, my father’s love, his own ship to command.  I got all of Brian’s leftovers.  Brian could have any guy he wanted.  Why did he have to go after the one guy I ever loved?  In the end I lost everything.  Brian only lost another slave.”
 
Justin nodded slowly.  He understood how much pain Ethan had gone through.
 
“Brian was playing with him but I didn’t realize it or I would have stopped it.  After a while Farrell came to the same conclusion I had.  He started to make a few cryptic comments about the past, lost loves and regrets.   Almost as if he knew that he had fucked up big time, but he was ashamed to ask me to be with him again not that we could have anyway.” Ethan said.  “I wanted to kill Brian for putting him through such agony.  But I was wallowing in my own self-pity and didn’t realize how much pain Farrell was in until it was too late.”
 
Justin swallowed at the thought.
 
“Then one day he killed himself,” Ethan said.  “I failed to save him since I was too busy with my own grief.  When he died I also died.  I’m the walking wounded with too many regrets and too much self recrimination to ever be alive again.” 
 
Justin moved closer and wrapped his arms around the man.  “I’m so sorry for everything you have gone through.”
 
“Yeah,” Ethan whispered and got up quickly.  He cleaned his tears and smiled. “Shit happens.  I’m going to go to bed.  I would invite you for a beer but then we might grab another and another one and get so drunk and I don’t want a repeat of the events that happened last time,” Ethan told him.
 
Justin laughed.  “Right.”
 
“Hey,” Ethan said.  “If Brian says he didn’t cheat on you, I would believe him.  He’s the most honest pirate I know.  Even if he’s an ass sometimes.”

“Oh, thanks,” Justin said sarcastically.

They both laughed.
 
“You don’t hate him,” Justin pointed out with a guarded smile.
 
Ethan shrugged.  “Sometimes I do but for my own sanity I had to forgive him a long time ago,” Ethan whispered and shrugged.  “He’s my brother,” he said even more quietly.
 
Justin frowned not sure what to think.  He silently wondered if he would have been as forgiving as Ethan.  It broke his heart to know that Brian could have been so coldhearted with his own brother.  He definitely saw Ethan in a new light.   
 
“Isn’t it kind of late?” Brendan asked.
 
Justin gasped, he had been startled.  He got up quickly and walked over to Brendan.  “Are you okay?”
 
“I’m going to be okay,” Brendan assured him.  He had stitched the cut himself and right away knew that there would be a scar for life.  “It’s my own fault.”
 
Justin shook his head.  “He’s a barbarian.  I’m so sorry.”
 
“Is not your fault,” Brendan said caressing Justin’s face.
 
“I have to go,” Justin said backing away.  He didn’t want to cause anymore trouble for the man.  “Goodnight,” he called out and rushed out of there.  He was so ashamed of what Brian had done.  He didn’t think that Brian would lose his temper like that.   
 
“Nice of you to show up,” Brian drawled when Justin entered their chamber.
 
Justin arched a brow as he stared at Brian in the bed still awake and very naked.  “I thought you would be sleeping.” 
 
“No shit,” Brian said as he kept on writing something in his logbook.
 
“We need to talk,” Justin said and then bit his lower lip.
 
“Do we?” Brian asked as he kept his eyes on the task at hand. 
 
“Yeah,” Justin told him.  “Brian, I really want to go home. I think it will be best for everyone this way.”
 
Brian stayed quiet for a few minutes.  Then he put the book away and got up from bed.  He stood in front of Justin.  “Do you still think I betrayed you?”
 
Justin frowned and shook his head.  “I don’t know.  I don’t think so.”
 
“Then what the fuck is going on?” Brian asked.  “Is it because of what happened last time?  I stopped, Justin.  I didn’t hurt you.  I couldn’t do that to you.”
 
Justin looked at the floor.  He swallowed and then stared back at Brian.  “I don’t know you.”
 
“What?” Brian asked taken aback.
 
“I can’t believe you did that to your brother, Brian,” Justin said.  “He told me about Farrell and what happened.”
 
Brian raised his eyebrows at the same time he rolled his lips inside his mouth.  He smirked and shook his head.  “You don’t know shit,” he spat out as he moved away from the blond.
 
“Would it have been so bad to let your brother be happy?” Justin asked.  “They loved each other.”
 
Brian laughed cynically.   
 
Justin narrowed his eyes.  “You didn’t even care for your own blood.”
 
Brian turned around and rushed towards the blond.  He grabbed Justin by the arms as he stared into Justin’s blue eyes.  “He deserved it.” 
 
Justin glared at Brian.  “What the fuck are you talking about?”
 
“You can ask James or Boris,” Brian said.  “They were there that night.  Farrell didn’t kill himself,” Brian said as he moved his mouth to Justin’s ear.  “I fucking sent him to hell,” he confessed. 
 
Justin pulled away and started hitting Brian like a mad man.  “Why would you do that? You hate your brother?  Is that it?  You don’t care about anyone do you?!”
 
Brian took Justin by the arms yet again and shook the blond.  Then he pushed the blond to the wall and held his hands up.
 
“Let me go!” Justin yelled.
 
“He wanted so many things,” Brian said.  “At first I didn’t care.  Hey, I was having fun and I cared for him.”
 
Justin stopped shaking as Brian spoke.  
 
“Did you fuck Brendan?” Brian asked.
 
“What?!” Justin asked outraged.  “Is that all you care about?”
 
“Did you?” Brian asked again this time his voice rose up a notch. 
 
“No!” Justin hissed.  “I didn’t.”
 
“Because you love me,” Brian said hoping that was the reason. “Because I’m enough and you respect what we have.”
 
Justin looked down.  “I...I guess...yeah.  But it’s over now.”
 
“Well, Farrell wanted more,” Brian said trying to ignore Justin’s words.  They were ripping him apart.  “I don’t know if he loved me or not, but I’m going with not.  ‘Cause if he did, he surely had a strange way of showing it.”
 
Justin frowned and looked back at the brunet.
 
“Things started to change,” Brian whispered.  “James came to me one night saying that he had seen Farrell and Boris fucking.”
 
“Boris?” Justin asked.  “I thought he was straight.”
 
“He has his moments,” Brian explained.
 
“So you thought you killed him because he fucked another guy?” Justin asked.
 
Brian shook his head.  “When he started fucking Ethan I thought it was odd.”
 
“Why?” Justin asked.
 
“Farrell had told me that he couldn’t stand the sight of my brother because the kid annoyed him to no end,” Brian said.  “Those were his words, not mine.”
 
Justin frowned; nothing made sense.  “They could have fallen for one another.”
 
“Not likely,” Brian said.  “You see he was angry that I wasn’t giving him all he wanted.  He wanted more clothes and computers and he even wanted to have an account of his own.  Can you believe that?  The little shit started demanding things.  But not just any old thing, no he wanted expensive material things.”
 
Justin frowned.
 
“He was started telling the men what they should do, ordering the crew around,” Brian related.  “He thought he could do whatever he pleased without consequences.”
 
Justin swallowed not liking where this version of the story was going.
 
“One day when I was drunk out of my mind he tried to kill me,” Brian said.  “I fought him as best as I could but he managed to stab me,” Brian said as he brought Justin’s hand to his chest.
 
Justin ran his hand over the wound.  He always wondered what had happened to Brian there.  “Maybe it was because he wanted to be with Ethan and you were in the way.” 
 
Brian laughed again.  “You’re such a romantic fool.”
 
“You’re such a cruel swine!” Justin hissed.
 
“He told me he had won,” Brian said as he stared into Justin’ s eyes.  “You see if I had died guess who would be taking my place.  I’ll give you a clue,” he said and paused.  “It was the next of kin.”
 
“Ethan,” Justin whispered.
 
“Right and since they were so in love,” Brian said sarcastically.  “He had Ethan right where he wanted him.”
 
Justin bit his lower lip.  He couldn’t believe it.
 
“Luckily he missed my heart,” Brian told the blond.  “And James and Boris came into that room that night.  If it hadn’t been for them I would have died.” 
 
Justin sighed as he put his head on Brian’s shoulder.  He frowned and pulled back.  “So you let Ethan believe that Farrell killed himself because you’re a control freak?”
 
“Better for him to believe that I’m an asshole than to find out that he was being used by the one man he loved,” Brian said.   
 
“How noble of you?” Justin said sardonically.  “Does Michael know the truth?”
 
Brian shook his head.  “He’s also under the same erroneous impression that Ethan is.”
 
Justin pushed Brian away.  “So, then when you saw Ethan and me in his room you thought what?  That I was Farrell?  That I wanted to fuck every guy in here for fun, ‘cause I got bored, what?!!”
 
“Justin,” Brian said caressing Justin’s face.
 
Justin slapped the hand away.  “You didn’t trust me when I told you nothing happened,” Justin grunted.  “No, you had to compare me with this fucking asshole!”
 
“Relax,” Brian said pulling Justin to him.  “You didn’t trust me either, you shit!” 
 
“No!” Justin yelled.  “Don’t touch me!”
 
“Why not, Justin?  You can deny you want me.  I know you do,” Brian growled as he grabbed Justin’s head with both hands and kissed him forcefully.
 
Justin didn’t falter as he bit Brian’s lip.  Brian pulled back with a groan and in one swift move he pulled Justin up into his arms.  He turned them around and threw Justin on the bed.  The blond scrambled to his knees to try and get away but Brian wasn’t having any further delays.  Brian grabbed him by an ankle and pulled him towards him.
 
“No!” Justin gasped when in one swift motion Brian turned him face down.  “Brian, stop it!”
 
But Brian smiled as he heard that Justin’s words lack conviction.  He pulled the blond’s pants down and threw them over his shoulder.  With the shirt he wasn’t so gentle, he just ripped it.   
 
“I’m going to kill you,” Justin spat out.
 
“Are you?” Brian asked behind Justin’s ear as let his hard dripping cock slip in between Justin’s ass cheeks.
 
“Uh,” Justin grunted as he buried his face on the bed.  One of his hands reached back and squeezed hard when he found flesh under his fingertips.
 
“Agrr,” Brian yelped and fell to the side.   
 
Justin got on his knees and hit Brian on the chest.  “Leave me the fuck alone!”
 
Brian grabbed the blond’s wrists and pushed Justin back on the bed with him on top.  Justin was trying to kick him but Brian managed to make Justin lie still for a few seconds when he bit Justin’s stomach hard.  The captain could almost feel a coppery taste in his mouth.  The blond’s body went limp and Brian got on top of him to straddle the younger man.  His legs were pinning Justin’s so the blond could barely move.  Brian’s hair was a mess and both their bodies were covered in sweat.  The older man wrapped his hand around Justin’s strands and pulled on them.  Justin’s neck was bared to the brunet and Brian licked him slowly.   
 
“You’re hurting me,” Justin gasped out.
 
“I don’t care,” Brian growled as he bit Justin’s shoulder hard. 
 
“Brian!” Justin yelled as he tried to pull away.   He managed to get one of his legs free and tried to kick Brian with it.  
 
Brian held Justin’s wrists with one hand so he could reach Justin’s free leg.  He wrapped it around his hips and started rotating his hips.
 
“No!” Justin yelled and lifted his head to try and bite Brian.
 
“Don’t even try,” Brian warned him.  He bent down and kissed the blond.  He pushed his tongue inside of the blond and felt Justin shaking in his arms.  But then suddenly he felt the sharp pain of having Justin bit his appendage.  “Fuck!” he yelled.
 
“Move!” Justin yelled.
 
Brian, at that point, wasn’t sure if Justin wanted him to move away from him or to move his hips.  He opted for the one he wanted.   
 
“You think you can do whatever you want!” Justin yelled.
 
“Shut up,” Brian growled as he let go of Justin’s wrist and used it to pull Justin’s legs apart.  He closed his eyes as he felt the feel of Justin’s hard cock rubbing against his own.
 
Justin grabbed Brian by the hair and pulled hard trying to get Brian off him.  “You’re not doing this!”
 
Suddenly Brian grabbed Justin by the neck and held him in place.  Justin was clawing at Brian’s forearms trying to liberate himself.  With the other hand Brian lifted one of Justin’s legs to his shoulder and grabbed his cock.  He positioned at Justin’s entranced and pushed inside. 
 
“Ugh,” Justin groaned as the thick, oozing cock pushed inside of him.  “God!”
 
Brian kissed him as he started to move hard and fast.  Justin buried his nails all over Brian’s chest.  The captain closed his eyes as he was now inside his heaven.  Justin rocked his hips hard against the brunet and bit Brian’s lower lip.  The brunet pulled back and narrowed his eyes. 
 
“Be good,” Brian drawled out of breath.
 
“No!” Justin shouted.
 
Brian took Justin’s other leg and put it over his shoulder as well.  His hands were caressing the sides of Justin’s head.
 
“Ah,” Justin yelled as he buried his nails on Brian’s back.  He shouted as Brian latched to one of his nipples before biting.
 
“How do you like that?” Brian asked in a husky voice as his hips moved back and forth; in and out of the blond solidly. 
 
Justin pulled on Brian’s hair hard and managed to bite Brian along his jaw line while at the same time his left hand was scratching Brian’s right thigh.  The brunet growled and his hands moved to the back of Justin’ s shoulder.  Every time he thrust deep inside his man he would pull Justin to him by the shoulders.  Justin was moaning and thrashing wildly under Brian.
 
Their orgasms were simultaneously.  Their bodies crashed down in an exhausted state of limbs tangled together.  Brian didn’t pull away from the blond and Justin held on to him for dear life. 
 
“What is that?” Justin asked when he felt something wet on his neck.
 
Brian pulled back wondering what Justin was talking about.  Then he saw the blood on Justin’s neck.  “Oh shit, are you okay?” he asked and cleaned the blood.
 
“It’s you,” Justin said as he ran his index finger over Brian’s cut lip. 
 
Brian stuck his tongue out and licked it.  Then he bent down and kissed Justin hard.  His hands grabbed Justin’s wrists yet once again and pushed them up.  “I’m going to tell you this only once,” the brunet whispered.
 
Justin arched a brow.
 
“If you kiss him a third time I’m going to really kill him,” Brian said in a deadly tone.
 
Justin was petrified as he stared at the brunet.  Brian apparently had seen him kiss Brendan the first time and chosen not to say a word.  He nodded slowly not able to say or do anything else.