Brian's POV
Waking up I can hear cars rushing past and people talking. Why the fuck is everything so loud? Opening my eyes slowly so they can adjust to the bright light, I realise that I’m not in my bed. Where am I? Did I go home with someone?
“Hey kid, get the fuck up,” a man yells. I close my eyes again, trying to block out the sounds around me that are hurting my head.
“Didn’t you hear what I just said?” the man’s voice says in anger.
Deciding its best if I got up I clamber to my feet and come face to face with the doors of Babylon. Huh? Looking around I see that I’d passed out in the street. How the hell did I get outside? Last thing I remembered was fucking some twink in the backroom. Remembering the reason I was forced to get up I turn to glare at the man only to find that he’d gone. Pulling out a cigarette I light it before heading in the direction of my home.
“Where have you been?” Dad yells at me before I have time to even get inside.
“I was over at a Ben’s house. We got a little drunk and I must have lost track of time,” I lie keeping my eyes fixed to the floor.
“Do you know how worried we were? Anything could have happened to you,” Jack screams. He looks at me noticing my depressed demeanour and his tone softens. “Listen I know how much you miss Justin. Really I do but you have to get over it.”
Nodding my head I walk past him and enter the sitting room, flopping down in one of the nearby recliners. I feel a presence hovering above me and glance up at my dad. “So where were you really?” he asks taking a seat across from me.
“At Babylon,” I reply.
“Okay. I know you want to hang around with people who are the same as you but I still think you’re a little too young to be going to clubs.”
“Hmmm,” Is my only response to him.
“Remember don’t tell your mother, okay? She’s already at mass three times a day now since you told her you were gay. We may never see her again if you tell her go to gay clubs as well,” He says smiling. “Actually that wouldn’t be a bad thing. Go for it.” Laughing I grab the pillow that I’m laying on and throw it at him.
Lying on my bed later that night I stare up at the ceiling and wonder what Justin is doing right now. It’s been two months since I left the hospital and since Justin left. Ben’s been by a few times he told me about what happened at school. Chris Hobbs and Michael Novotny were seen fucking on tape by the whole school. I smile at the thought. I always knew that if Justin ever did decide to leave St James he would leave with a bang. I walk over to my desk and grab my journal. Flipping it open to a blank page I grab a pen and begin to write.
“You bought a journal? Could you be more queer?” Justin says to me with a smirk.
“Could you be more desperate to read it?” I reply, walking away from him.
Putting down my pen I flip to the first page of my journal. I stare at the page and run my fingers across it. It’s a picture of Justin and has the heading My Love.
Justin's POV
Entering my bedroom I’m greeted by the sight of five incredibly hot guys spread out naked on my bed, each one waiting and wanting me to use their body for my own pleasure. Leering at them, I begin to climb the few steps that lead to my bed and stop when I am standing in the middle of them. Their hands reach up towards me, pulling me down into the mass of bodies, each pair of hands grabbing and ripping at my clothing to expose my naked skin.
Grabbing the first guy that my hand comes into contact with I pull him towards me and thrust my tongue deep inside his mouth. I moan into the kiss as I feel a wet tongue begin to lick up and down my hard cock before taking it into his mouth. Two other pairs of tongues are working on my nipples biting and sucking, while the fifth guy is playing with my balls.
The hot red head I was kissing is now nibbling and whispering in my ear. I don’t know what he’s saying and I don’t fucking care, I just want to forget. “Get off me,” I demand, as each one pulls away from what they were doing. Grabbing a few condoms of the nightstand I toss them onto the bed and tear it open with my teeth before slipping it onto my dick. One of the three brunettes is already laying on his back, rubber on and ready to fuck. The red head climbs onto of him and impales himself on his dick. I can’t stop thinking about how much the brunette reminds me of Brian except Brian has a bigger cock and is a few inches taller.
Slicking my cock up with lube, I kneel behind the red head and push him forward slightly then begin to open his hole more to make room for my dick. Once I’m sure he’s loose enough I position my dick at his hole and push slowly forward. My breath catches in my throat as I finally get all the way inside him. I wait for him to adjust to having two cocks inside him before pulling out and pushing back in. After a few more thrusts the red head starts to move. Rising up and slamming back down on the brunet’s dick then pushing himself back to meet my thrusts.
I glance over my shoulder to see the other two brunets fucking and sucking the blond. Turning back to what I was doing I grab the red head by the hair and pull him into another kiss. Breaking the kiss I grab onto his hips and start to fuck him harder. All the moaning and panting disappear and the only sound I can hear is Brian’s voice screaming my name inside my head.
Brian's POV
I’m awoken to the sound of my phone ringing. Blindly climbing out my bed I walk into the direction of the phone, cursing when I stub my foot on the desk. Switching on the lamp that’s on my desk I glance at the clock and see its 3:20am. What inconsiderate fuck calls at this time? I wonder to myself before picking up the phone.
“What!” I bark into the phone. I wait for an answer but all I can hear is someone breathing. “Justin?” I whisper. There’s still no reply and then I hear a beep on the other end of the line, telling me that whoever it was has hung up.