Justin and Brian went inside Kinnetic. The blond was so happy with how everything was going. He knew that he was going to do everything possible to get his life back in track, all thanks to Brian. Cynthia looked up from her desk as she heard someone entering Kinnetic. Getting up, she saw Brian with a hot blond and wondered why Brian had brought him here. Then again, she really shouldn't wonder considering Brian's reputation. “You finally get here,” Cynthia said. “I really need those papers signed.” “Whatever,” Brian told her. “Justin, this is Cynthia. Cynthia, meet Justin.” Justin smiled at her shyly. “It’s nice to meet you.” Cynthia smiled and nodded. “Let’s gets those papers signed, then,” Brian said. “I’ll show you around in a minute.” Justin nodded and moved closer to the brunet. “Where is the restroom?” Brian put his arm around Justin’s shoulder and pointed. “Straight and to the left.” “Thanks,” Justin said and left them. “He’s a hottie,” Cynthia pointed out. “The papers,” Brian told her so they sat down and got to work. Justin went inside the bathroom and looked himself in the mirror. He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled, enjoying the new look. Then he looked at his news clothes and sighed. . He had to do a good job. Brian was counting on him and he wasn’t going to let the man down after all Brian had done for him. Justin washed and dried his face then went out to where Brian was talking with Cynthia. Not wanting to interrupt, he looked around the place while he waited. “Come on,” Brian told him once he was done with Cynthia. “Where are we going?” Justin asked. “I want you to see the art department,” Brian went inside the room, which was surrounded with drawing boards, the doors closed behind him. Justin took a deep breath and followed. There was no one there. “Where is everyone?” Justin asked. “It’s Sunday,” Brian told him. “Only the boss and the assistant come in on Sundays.” Justin frowned. “I wouldn’t want to work on a Sunday.” “It’s a new agency,” Brian told him. “There still a lot of work that has to be done so there is work for weekends too.” “Oh,” Justin said and nodded. “Do you like this place?” Brian asked. Justin looked around and nodded. He stared at the walls and then at Brian. “You could put up some paintings.” “Could you do that?” Brian asked as he put his hands in his pocket. “This place would look good with a few Justin Taylor’s originals.” “You are serious?” Justin asked. Brian smiled and nodded. “I don’t have anything to paint with,” Justin shrugged. “I’ll buy you what you need,” Brian told him. Justin’s smile double in size and he nodded his agreement. He couldn’t wait to paint. It had been quite a time. “So, do you want to work here?” Brian asked. Justin looked around while he smiled. He couldn’t wait to start. He looked at Brian and bit his lower lip. “Isn’t it your boss going to say something? I don’t want to get you into trouble.” Brian smiled and shook his head. “Let’s go talk to him, shall we?” Justin followed Brian and was worried that Brian would get into trouble. Maybe he wasn’t going to get the job after all. He really didn’t care as long as nothing happened to Brian. “This is his office,” Brian let Justin go in first. “He's not here,” Justin told Brian. Brian smirked as he walked behind the desk and sat down. Running his hands over the edge of the desk, he looked at Justin and smiled. “This is a really nice desk, don’t you think?” Justin watched as Brian leaned back and relaxed. “You are the boss,” he whispered as he realized it. “Sit down,” Brian told him. “Let’s discuss your salary.” Justin sat down, not believing his luck. Once again, he promised himself that he would not let Brian down. Then, when he was back on his own two feet, he would make sure to help someone else who needed it; just like Brian was helping him now. *** Brian looked at Justin who was smiling nonstop. He smiled too. “Why so happy, Sunshine?” Justin liked the nickname Brian picked for him. “Because thanks to you everything is going to be okay. I’m going to be okay,” he leaned towards Brian and kissed him on the cheek. Brian smiled and drove them to Woodies. “How about we go get a drink?” Justin nodded. “I've never had one.” Brian shook his head. “You are about to, but only one ‘cause you have work tomorrow.” Justin laughed and nodded. When they arrived, Brian parked in front of the bar. They got out and walked in together. “My friends are over there,” Brian said to the blond. Justin stopped for a second as he looked at them. It wasn't that Justin didn't want to meet them and there was no reason for them to pity him since they didn't know him. He was worried about what Brian would tell them about him. He was worried that they would pity him after they knew how he met Brian. “Hello, boys,” Brian said and asked for two beers. “Who is this, Brian?” Michael asked when he saw Justin just staring at them. “Justin Taylor,” Brian said handing a beer to Justin. “My new employee.” “It’s nice to meet you,” Emmett said. “I’m Emmett and this is Michael.” “I work for Brian too. My name is Ted Schmidt,” Ted smiled at the blond. Justin smiled and shook hands with Ted. He waited for Brian to tell them how they had met, but thankfully, that never happened. Looking at the brunet, Justin couldn't believe that such a man existed. Brian had been so good to him, he worried about him and yet he didn’t tell anyone to obtain some kind of praise for all his work. The others continued talking while Justin watched silently. Noticing the young man's lack of participation, Emmett tried to draw him into the conversation. “So, you are an add man,” Emmett said. “Oh, no,” Justin told them. “I’m an artist.” “Oh,” Emmett said. “You look really young, you know,” Ted said looking at Justin. “Thanks, I guess,” Justin told him. “So, how old are you?” Emmett asked. Justin opened his mouth to answer but Brian talked for him. “It’s none of your business,” Brian told them. Emmett rolled his eyes. “Where do you live, Justin?” Emmett asked. “What’s with all the questions?” Brian asked. “Don’t be such an asshole, Brian,” Emmett rolled his eyes. “What’s new?” Ted asked shaking his head. “Let’s go play pool,” Michael told them. “You and me against Emmett and Ted.” “What about Justin?” Emmett asked. “That’s okay,” Justin told them. “I don’t know how to play. I’ll just watch.” They all grabbed their drinks and walked to the empty pool table. Justin was having a good time watching them play. Brian and Emmett kept walking over to him and talking to him about trivial stuff. The blond was feeling happy; like he had friends and was a part of something. Brian and Michael won, thanks to Brian, and Ted and Emmett bought another round of beers. “Here, have another one,” Brian told the blond. Justin grabbed it and smiled. “Thanks.” “Let’s go to Babylon,” Michael told them. “It’s been a while since we’ve dance.” “I’m sorry,” Ted said looking at his watch. “I have to go.” “Where do you have to be?” Emmett asked. “Bed,” Ted smiled. “Big day tomorrow. Our boss told us we have a lot of work to do.” Brian smirked. “No way,” Michael looked at Brian. “Brian.” “What?” Brian asked. “Don’t be a mean boss,” Michael pointed out. Brian rolled his eyes. “We have tons of things to do, Mikey. We have to catch up with the competition.” Michael frowned not liking it one bit but he knew that Brian need to get his business ahead. “We're leaving too,” Brian put his beer on the counter. Justin did the same. “Come on, Brian,” Michael protested. “You barely spend any time with me.” “Some other time, Mikey,” Brian told him. “Justin and I have to go.” Michael glared at Justin before he turned around and walked away. “It was nice meeting you,” Emmett smiled at Justin and then went after Michael. Ted shrugged and left for his apartment. Justin frowned, not liking what had happened. “Brian, I don’t want to cause problems with your friends.” “What are you talking about?” Brian frowned as he looked at the blond. “Michael doesn’t like me too much,” Justin pointed out. Brian sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You forget about Michael and let me deal with him.” Justin nodded. “Why didn’t you tell them?” he asked. “Tell them what? You work for me and that’s that.” Brian started walking with Justin behind him. Justin smiled. “You are a good man, Brian Kinney.” Brian stopped and turned around almost knocking Justin back. “Say that again and don’t wonder later why you got locked in a mental institution,” he warned the blond only half kidding. Justin thought that Brian was only trying to play a tough guy. He could see how great Brian really was. Brian looked at Justin and smirked. Throwing his arm around the blond’s shoulder, they walked out of there. *** Emmett entered the diner and spotted Nicholas and Michael sitting across from each other. He sat down next to Michael and smiled at Nicholas, happy to see the two men together. “You two are back together?” “No,” Nicholas said shaking his head. “We are just talking,” Michael pointed out. “I see,” Emmett smiled at Nicholas. He had always liked the brunet. Michael looked at his watch and frowned. “What’s with you?” Emmett asked as he saw Michael’s worried face. “He’s been doing that since he got here,” Nicholas said. “Hey, honey,” Debbie smiled at Emmett. “What'll it be?” “Let me have scrambled eggs with a side of bacon and an orange juice,” Emmett smiled at her. Debbie nodded and then walked away. “So,” Emmett turned to look at Michael. “What’s up?” “Nothing,” Michael sighed and played with his food. Nicholas rolled his eyes as he took a bite of his toast. “He’s been muttering Brian's name over and over.” Emmett wasn’t surprised. Michael glared at Nicholas. “I just wanted to see him today. He promised he would be here for breakfast.” “Maybe someone came up,” Emmett smirked. Nicholas laughed, not doubting it. “I am thinking a blond,” Emmett said. Nicholas shrugged. As far as he knew, Brian had never been into blonds. “I think you are fucking nuts,” Michael hissed. Nicholas’s interest was picked. There was something definitely going on. “Why is that?” Nicholas asked. “Brian and Justin are not together,” Michael told them. “They just work together.” “That’s exactly my point,” Emmett wiggled his eye brows seductively. “They work together. When you have sex, you work together as a team.” “Oh, shut up,” Michael said. Nicholas laughed and shook his head. Michael let go of his fork and leaned back in the booth pouting. “Here you go,” Debbie said looking at Emmett, then frowned when she saw Michael's expression. “What’s with him?” “Oh, I’ll give you one guess,” Nicholas said as he looked at Michael. Debbie sighed and put her hands on her hips. “What did Brian do now?” “Nothing,” Michael protested. Debbie shook her head as she left to tend to her other customers. She would talk to Michael later. “What is it to you?” Nicholas asked. “If he and Justin have something, what should you care?” “How many times do I have to say it?” Michael was getting desperate. “They just work together.” “Just work together,” Emmett shook his head as he put his glass down. “Then tell me why Justin is always where Brian is? Woodies, Babylon, the diner, the loft, every time we see Brian we see Justin. And I bet that both of them are going to be at your mother’s dinner on Wednesday.” “No way,” Michael laughed and shook his head. “There is just no way.” “I would think again if I were you,” Nicholas said as he nodded towards the entrance where Brian and a blond, who he thought must be Justin, had entered. Emmett smiled. “What do you know?” “Morning,” Brian said smiling at Nicholas. “Funny finding you here.” Nicholas just shrugged and moved so that Brian could sit. “Here's a chair,” Debbie said smiling at Justin. Justin nodded in gratitude and took it. He sat down and just silently smiled at them all in greeting. “Justin, this is Nicholas,” Brian said. “Nicholas, my friend, Justin.” Justin nodded shyly at the introduction. “So he’s not taken?” Nicholas asked and then winked at Justin. Justin swallowed and looked at Brian with a raised brow. The brunet just laughed. “What will it be?” Debbie asked. “Get him a big breakfast, Deb. Sunshine here eats a lot,” Brian smiled. Justin blushed. “Sunshine?” Debbie asked as she looked at Brian. “I’ll do that.” “Where were you, Brian?” Michael asked. “I’m here now, Mikey,” Brian told him. “Michael is just having a hard time dealing with the fact that you have a boyfriend now,” Nicholas told them. Justin opened his eyes wide. He froze on the spot and looked at Brian who was smirking and looking at his best friend. “Is that so, Mikey?” Brian laughed and shook his head. Emmett smiled widely. “So, that’s why you were late. You were giving some attention to the beau.” Justin opened his mouth to say something but Nicholas interrupted him. “I admire you, Justin,” Nicholas told him. “Not everyone has the balls to get with Brian.” “No one ever has before,” Emmett pointed out. “That’s because Brian doesn’t do boyfriends,” Michael hissed. “They just work together.” “Jeez, Michael,” Nicholas cleaned his mouth. “Brian has a right to be happy too.” Brian was about to open his mouth to tell them that Michael was right when Debbie came over with their breakfast. “Here you go, honey,” Debbie said pinching Justin’s cheek. She brought Brian a cup of coffee and toast. They ate and talked and as always, Justin kept quiet. Once Justin was done, Brian got up. He threw a few bills on the table and was ready to go to work. “Are you coming to Babylon tonight?” Michael asked. “Sure,” Brian told him. Michael smiled happily. Brian left with Justin, happy that Michael had been satisfied for the moment with his answer. “You do know that Justin is going to be there, right?” Nicholas asked as he got up from the booth. Michael glared at him and went back to pouting. *** Justin and Brian entered the loft carrying a few bags. They had bought food and some art supplies for Justin to start his paintings. After they put everything away, Brian sat down with a beer in hand. Justin was in the kitchen making them something to eat. Brian had told him he didn’t have to, but Justin felt like he had to do something. He tried to stay away from Brian as much as possible. He didn’t want to get in the way. When dinner was ready, they ate. Justin kept looking at his plate to not look at the brunet. It had been a week already and it was every day more that he wanted the brunet. He just needed to control himself because he knew that Brian didn’t look at him in that way. Brian kept stealing looks at the blond. All he wanted was to posses Justin but he knew it would only bring complications. And he didn’t want to push Justin into anything; he didn’t want to have Justin because the blond thought he owed him something. When they were done, Brian helped him do the dishes. “That was really good,” Brian said drying his hands. Justin smiled and nodded his thanks. “I have something for you,” Brian said walking to his bedroom. When he came back, he handed Justin a key. “What’s this?” Justin asked. “It's the key to the loft,” Brian told him. “So when you get out, you can get back in.” “Oh, thanks.” Justin looked at the key and frowned. “You trust me like that?” Brian smirked. “Well, if you steal something, make sure it's none of my clothes.” Justin just laughed at the statement. “Okay,” he said and put it on his pocket. They stare at each other, not sure of what to say next. “I’ll give it back to you soon, I promise,” Justin told him. “When I have enough money, I'll pay you back and get an apartment and…” “Okay, okay,” Brian said. “You have told me this before.” Justin blushed. “Sorry,” “Sorry is bullshit,” Brian told him. He stopped in front of the blond and wished he could kiss him, but he knew that Justin wouldn’t go for him. Plus he didn’t want to make things complicated. Justin’s breath hitched as the brunet stood so close to him. “I should…I should go and do something.” Brian’s hands slowly traveled up Justin’s arms until they reached the blond’s shoulder. His thumbs caressed the blond’s skin. Justin closed his eyes and a little moan escaped. He wanted so much to be in Brian’s arm, to belong to the man. “I can’t,” Brian whispered putting his forehead against Justin’s. “Why not?” Justin asked. “You don’t owe me anything, Justin,” Brian was sure that Justin wanted to sleep with him as a thank you. “You're wrong,” Justin told him. “I owe you a lot, but that’s not why I want you, Brian. First off, you are hot beyond any man’s dreams. You're smart and successful and you are so fucking beautiful inside,” he said as he ran his hand down Brian’s chest. “I think you are amazing, Brian, and I want you.” Brian pulled Justin by the back of the neck and kissed him. He moaned, feeling the blond’s lips on him. He had wanted the blond since the minute he saw Justin coming out of the shower the first time. The wet body had tempted him to no end. His left hand traveled down and started massaging Justin’s hard cock. Justin whimpered and pushed his hips towards Brian’s hand. “God, you are so fucking hot,” Brian turned them around so he could push the blond onto the sofa. “I want to fuck you so badly.” He got on top of the blond. Justin’s body was shaking with anticipation. He started to undo the buttons on Brian’s shirt, but the brunet had other ideas. Brian ripped his shirt off and then Justin’s. His mouth then landed on the blond’s neck. He sucked hard before moving down to the blond’s chest. His tongue was all over Justin. The boy tasted so fucking amazing. Brian ripped off the rest of their clothes in seconds. “Brian,” Justin whispered when their naked bodies rubbed together. “I want you so much,” Brian told him. He kissed the blond for what it seemed like hours not being able to get enough of Justin’s mouth. Straddling Justin’s thighs he started to make his way down on the blond’s body. “Oh god,” Justin arched as Brian jerked him while he sucked on his nipples. Brian kept going down until he had Justin’s cock in his mouth. The blond was moaning like crazy. Brian was driving him wild. “I want to…please…god!” Justin gripped Brian’s shoulders tightly. Brian pulled away and reached for a condom and the lube. They watched each other as Brian put on a condom. He took the lube and put some on his fingers. He leaned forward and kissed the blond while his fingers pushed inside the tight entrance. Justin arched from the sofa and moaned. Brian pulled back when he felt that Justin was ready. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Justin nodded and threw his legs around Brian’s waist. Brian pulled Justin’s legs onto his shoulders. “Go slow,” Justin told him. Brian looked at the blond and knew what that meant. “Okay.” Justin nodded and took a deep breath to try and relax. Brian placed his cock at Justin’s entrance and pushed in the head of his cock. Justin shut his eyes as he felt the pain split him in two. “Push me out,” Brian told him. Justin did and felt Brian slipping inside him even more. “It hurts.” “I know,” Brian caressed Justin’s lower abdomen. Watching the blond taking him, made him so hard. He thought Justin was so fucking beautiful. Justin tensed up because it was getting to be too much. There was too much pain and he couldn’t handle it. “Let me in, Jus,” Brian groaned. “It will be okay. Just relax.” Justin relaxed a little and Brian pushed the rest of the way in. “God.” “It’s okay. It'll go away,” Brian assured him. He kissed him for a long time until he felt Justin’s hips moving towards him. He pulled almost the all the way out before burying himself deep inside the blond again. “Brian!” Justin arched up and held on to Brian’s body. He wanted to look at Brian, but his eyes kept closing. “So tight,” Brian grunted. “So good.” “Yes…Bri! I…god.” Justin pushed his hips into Brian’s. He was so full. He loved what Brian was doing to him. Brian smiled and kissed the blond. Grabbing Justin’s cock, he didn’t stop his pace as he jerked off the blond. He took a deep breath as Justin’s gripped him hard. He was so close; neither of them were going to last any longer. Justin pulled Brian to him and kissed him. Their bodies were moving fast, their juices mingling together. “Brian! Brian! Brian!” Justin chanted as the brunet angled his hips differently and started rubbing his prostate. Brian closed his eyes and lost himself in Justin. He felt like he was flying. Justin opened his eyes to look at Brian and splashed his cum all over Brian’s chest and hand. “God,” Brian moaned and gave in to his orgasm as Justin squeezed him hard inside of him. After their breathing was back to normal, Brian pulled out of Justin and got rid of the condom. Justin smiled and sat up. He pulled Brian to him and kissed him hard. Brian smiled and kissed the blond with the same passion. They turned so they were lying in their side. Brian caressed Justin’s face. The sleepy blond smiled giddily. He caressed Brian’s face too and pulled him closer. They kissed each other and then pulled back. Justin moved his head to Brian’s chest and held on tightly to the brunet. Brian let him and ran his hand down and up on Justin’s back. *** “You guys are late,” Michael said as soon as Brian and Justin arrived. “Something came up,” Brian said as he put his arm around Justin’s waist. “We had to take care of it.” Justin turned red and looked away from them. Emmett smiled and kissed Justin on the cheek. “You look great.” “Thanks,” Justin told him. “Do you want to dance?” Emmett asked. Justin looked at Brian who nodded his approval. Emmett and Justin went to the dance floor. “Why did you bring him with you?” Michael asked. Nicholas shook his head. He turned his back on Michael and smiled at Ted. “So, does he really work for Brian?” Ted nodded. “He’s a really good artist,” Nicholas nodded and looked towards the dance floor. “Can you believe that Brian has a boyfriend?” Ted frowned and shook his head. “What are you talking about? When did that happen and how come I didn’t know that before?” Nicholas smiled. “Oh, Ted. You never know much about these things, do you?” Brian threw his hand over Nicholas’s shoulders and smirked. “I heard you talking shit about me.” “Brian!” Michael whined when Brian stopped giving him his attention. “Let’s dance.” Brian rolled his eyes. “Not now, Mikey,” he asked for a beer and took his time drinking it. Michael kept by his side talking a mile per minute. “Here he comes,” Nicholas whispered in Brian’s ear and then pulled away. Brian smirked and watched as Justin and Emmett made their way to the bar so he turned his back on them. He didn’t want them to see that he had been watching them. It was not who he was, or so he liked to believe. “Do you want to dance, Brian?” Justin asked in the brunet’s ear. Brian smiled and turned around. He grabbed Justin by the waist and pushed him to the dance floor. The guys watched them from the bar. Brian and Justin looked so hot flushed together. There wasn’t a person in there that didn’t have their eyes on them. Eventually they stopped and went to get something to drink. “Having a good time?” Emmett asked Justin. The blond nodded. Brian gave him a beer and he accepted it. “Hey,” the trick next to Brian said. Brian smirked and licked his lips. “I will be right back boys.” “Why are you going with him?” Justin asked. Brian turned to look at Justin. “Because I want to fuck him,” he said. Michael smiled. Justin’s smile died. “But…” he didn’t know what to say. “Look,” Brian told him. “We are not boyfriends. Okay? I don’t owe you any explanations. Now if you'll excuse me.” Justin watched him go. He was so embarrassed. He looked at the guys who were looking away. He put his beer on the bar and took a deep breath. “I’m going to go.” “You came here with Brian,” Emmett pointed out. “I know my way home. Tell him I left,” Justin said. Emmett watched him go and shook his head. He felt sorry for Justin. “I told you they weren’t together,” Michael said happily. Nobody said anything. A while later Brian came back. “Where's Justin?” Brian asked them. “He left,” Nicholas said. “Where?” Brian rolled his eyes. “Home,” Emmett told him. “You were an asshole to him.” “Oh, please,” Michael intervened. “Justin needs to learn who Brian is.” Brian frowned slightly. He shrugged and asked for a drink. He danced with Michael and made another trip to the backroom with a new trick. Then he stayed at the bar drinking before he left for the loft. When he arrived Justin was nowhere around. Brian went to the closet and his clothes where there so he breathed easier. Then he looked for Justin’s bag but it was gone and something told him that the blond was gone with it. But he wasn’t sure and Justin did have a key, he could come to the loft at any minute. Brian hadn’t seen the key on top of the kitchen counter. He would find it in the morning and that would be proof enough then.