-------------------------------------------------------------------------- A few thanks, First to my beta, Sid, for all your hard work. Also thanks to those who have emailed me wanting more. Keep it up..makes me write. I know this was written by me and another girl, but due to some circumstances, I will be writing it alone, but am open to anyone wanting to help out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I know this chapter might be kind of confusing so let me narrow it down. All the stuff in Italic are in Justin's Dream, but at the same time, it's happening in real time with Brian, but still in Justin's dream. Any questions?LOL JTF 4 Justin “OHHH FUCK, CHRIS!” I scream out as Christian slams into me, making me cum all over his hand, my chest and our sheets, leaning over and kissing me as his own orgasm hits him right after mine. He stays inside for a few minutes. Catching our breath he kisses my lips once more. “God, that was fucking great.” Smiling up at him I rub his arms with my hands. “Mm yes it was,” I moan out. Brian Justin moans and I look over to see that he’s sleeping, and smiling from ear to ear. He must be having a good dream. God he looks like an angel. He has an amazing smile. I can’t help but to smile at the sight. Justin Looking up into his eyes I see him smiling as he begins to pull out. Closing my eyes I feel him not moving. I open my eyes once more and he’s holding the condom in his hand, and it looks, “Oh fuck, it broke? Chris, oh shit.” “I didn’t feel it break. Didn’t you feel anything?” He asks as he looks down at me as I sit up. I shake my head. “I was, umm, too occupied to really pay attention,” I say as I stare at the condom. He throws it away. He leans me back, hugs me and kisses my head. “Don’t freak on me now Justin. It’s going to be okay.” Brian I see his expressions change from happy to more of a scared look. I don’t like that look on him, I like him smiling and happy. Placing my hand on his cheek, he leans into it. Justin I lean into Chris’ hand as he tells me to open my eyes. “Justin, look at me.” Turning my head up, I see him smiling, “Why are you smiling, Chris?” “Stop freaking out, everything will be fine I promise.” Loving that voice, I turn my head and kiss his hand and feel my lower half start to respond. Brian He turns his head into my hand and kisses it. What’s this man dreaming? I see him smile back and feel my own cock responding to the moan and smile of this man. He’s fucking hot. He’s gorgeous, and he’s grabbing my hand and moving it down to his crotch, which is now harder then a rock. I do the only thing I can do and that’s to squeeze his cock in my hands. Hey, I’m Brian Kinney; I never turn down something like this, a chance to touch someone like him. Justin I keep my hand on Chris’ hand that’s now squeezing my cock and stroking me slowly. He rubs his lips against my neck making me feel all his emotions inside of me. I lean up and pull his head down to me, kissing his lips. Brian He pulls my head down into an earth shattering kiss, one that makes my own body shiver; makes me weak in the knees. Kissing him back, stroking him he reaches over and rubs me. I can’t believe he’s so good, so tasty. One I want to lose myself in. I’m moving my hips with his hand and stroking him faster. I can feel myself going over the edge already, coming in my own jeans. Shortly after, he’s coming in my hand, pulling it up and licking it. Seeing him stir I make my way into the bathroom, not wanting him to know about what just happened, and how he’s the only man to make me cum in my jeans, literally. Going in and drying them off under the dryer. I have to remember this trick. Justin Waking up from my dream I realize it was one of those, wet ones. I look around and don’t see anyone, but I know something isn’t right. Shaking the thought out of my head, I reach over to get some tissues and hear someone in the bathroom. Who the fuck is in there? Oh my god, he has come back. He heard I was here and he’s back. Christian’s back. What am I going to do? Take him back, after what he did? Turning away from the bathroom, laying on the bed, I hear the door open and close. Without looking I start to talk, “I can explain.” “Explain what Sunshine?” I turn around, shocked to see Brian, and then I hide my embarrassment. Did I? Could I? He walks over to me and takes the seat by me, “Explain why every time I show up you’re sleeping? I go into the bathroom and come out and you’re awake. What, can’t wake up with me in here?” He’s smiling at me and I can’t help but feel like an ass. Of course Christian wouldn’t come back, even if he did know. “You holding up?” I look him in the eyes and nod. “Yeah, I’m good. Just,” A smile comes across my face. Smiling back he asks, “Just what, Justin?” “Just I guess, I don’t know.” I don’t think he knows that I know, and I don’t want to embarrass him either, “Just, I’m ready to go home.” Nodding his head, “I understand and as soon as they say okay you’ll be going home, with me.” Snapping my head back up to him, “What? Why? I have a home.” “A home that has no one in it to help you out. You’re staying with me Justin,” he tells me. I simply just nod my head, not wanting to fight about this. “Okay, but just for awhile. I mean, I don’t want to put you out,” I say, looking him in the eyes once more. “Its fine Justin, you stay as long as you want.” I can tell he means what he said. “Thanks.” I lean my head against the pillow once more. “You hungry? I got us some Thai.” He offers and my eyes light up. “Starving,” I say as he takes the food from the bag, handing it to me once I’m sitting up on the bed. We eat and talk about everyday things. The doctor walks in and gives us a look. “Justin,” we laugh with him, “just not too much of this stuff until you know how it’ll effect your child.” “Yes doctor,” I laugh out and cough. “Easy, Justin,” He says as he comes over to check my vitals. “Everything’s looking good. Your colors back, fevers broke and feels like you’re about right on the normal standard.” Brian “Good, then I can take him home soon?” I ask the doctor and hear Justin sigh out, not really wanting to be taken care of. “Yes, in a day or so. As soon as we know he’s good to go.” He checks his vitals one more time before going to do his rounds. I take my seat next to him and see him looking at me, “No it’s not up for debate, your ass, and the rest of you, are staying with me. Don’t be a drama queen about it.” He huffs out as he leans back again. “Fine,” he says and goes back to eating his dinner. Smiling to myself, happy he’s giving in, “Yeah, fine.” We both finish eating with things on our minds, and thinking about the future. And what it holds for the both of us.