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Justin went down the steps of his school like the devil himself was chasing him. When he was at the bottom he stopped to look around, smiled and jogged to his limo. Brian got out and walked to the back to open the door. “I've been thinking about your hard, leaking cock all day,” the blond said before he got in the back. Brian smirked as he closed the door. He got behind the wheel and drove away. He didn’t even have to ask where they were going. It was silently agreed that each day after school they would go to the hotel where they could be with each other with no interruptions. The brunet couldn’t wait to get there. He’d bought something for his impish boy. “Are we there yet?” Justin asked impatient. “You know we aren’t,” the brunet said smirking. Justin smiled and undid his tie and took off his blazer. He crossed his legs and threw his head back. If he was the one driving he would have stopped the limo and they would have fucked right there and then. After what it seemed like an eternity to the blond he was getting out of the limo with Brian. The blond went and got a room before he was back with Brian. “What is that?” Justin asked when they were in the elevator. Brian smiled and held on to the brown paper bag. “You’ll find out soon enough.” The younger man pressed himself against Brian. “I want you. I want to suck you and swallow everything.” The taller man grabbed Justin by the back of the neck and kissed him hard. He pressed his own manhood against the teen. “God, Brian,” Justin said pulling away. “I want you so much.” Brian smiled and rubbed his nose against the young man. Then the doors opened and they walked out. Justin opened the door with the key card and they stepped inside. The two of them started kissing each other and tugging at the pieces of clothing. “Are you going to show me what is in the bag?” Justin asked while taking deep breaths of air. The brunet nodded. “Go be a good boy and get on the bed.” Justin smirked and actually ran to the king size bed. The brunet smirked and got the brown bag. He pulled out the toy and put it behind him as he walked to the bed. “Show me,” Justin said and chuckled. Brian pulled the beads from out of hiding. “Surprise,” he said smirking. Justin stared at them. He’d seen something similar to what Brian was holding online. But the one Brian was showing him was black and it had more than four balls. He swallowed and his hand rushed out to touch them. “They’re cold and soft,” he whispered like it would have been a sin if anyone heard him. Brian nodded and put them on the bed. He’d made sure he had taken the lube and condoms with him. He got in the bed with Justin and kissed him slowly. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?” Brian asked as he pushed Justin on his stomach. Justin nodded with anticipation. He gasped as Brian touched his ass. He moaned and groaned as the brunet opened him. Then he was anxious when Brian’s hand left him and it seems like time stopped. He wanted to feel anything. He was going crazy waiting. Brian took his time as he lubed the first three balls. He had to be careful. Each one of them was different. They grew in size as they kept going. He rearranged the blond so that Justin was on all fours. When he stuck the first one inside of the lithe man, Justin gasped as his body shook. “How does it feel?” Brian asked. “I can barely feel it,” Justin told him. “Except when it went inside.” Brian smirked and pushed two others. “Mmph,” Justin moaned and pushed his hips back. "That’s better.” Brian’s hand caressed Justin’s damp back. He got closer and kissed Justin’s neck. “You’re so hot.” Justin’s stomach fluttered. The brunet could still make him tremble all over. “More?” Brian asked. “Yes,” he said. Once again Brian used a bit more of lube. The last thing he wanted was hurt his brat. He wanted the young man to enjoy it. When he was done with the lube he pushed another two beads. “That feels good, Brian,” Justin moaned and squeezed his walls. “Oh fuck yes!” he hissed. Brian’s hand moved to Justin’s chest. He caressed the blond’s nipples before moving down. Then he wrapped his fist around the blond’s cock. “Yeah,” Justin mewled. “Oh fuck me.” The brunet liked seeing Justin losing all control. He loved to watch his boy rutting and going wild as he tried to get pleasure. Brian let go of Justin’s cock and moved to the blond’s ass cheeks. He bent down and bit one of them. “Brian!” Justin hissed. “God.” The brunet turned his attention back to the beads. He managed to push three more before the blond was telling him to stop. “One more baby,” Brian said. “No I can’t,” Justin grunted. “Just one,” Brian told him. “For me.” Justin gripped the sheets and shut his eyes. He felt the next bead and he grunted as he grind his teeth. Brian caressed the boy’s back and leaned down to kiss him on the neck, yet again. He knew hot much Justin trembled each time he did. His own cock was leaking, wanting nothing else but to be buried deep inside his boy. “Such a good boy,” Brian’s husky voice announced. “Daddy’s very happy.” The teenager rotated his hips and moaned. He felt the burn mixing with the pleasure and he liked it. He moved his hand to his cock and he touched himself slowly. He wanted the feeling to last. He loved how the beats were rubbing against his prostate again and again each time he did the faintest movement. Then Brian started talking to him, at which point Justin wasn't exactly sure what the brunet was saying but the hoarse voice was driving him wild and it felt like each bead of sweat covering his body was burning him as it slid down his body. “I want to hear you screaming as I take them out,” Brian grunted. Justin closed his eyes and he felt the movement. He gripped them inside and rotated his hips as he fucked his own hand. Then he let go and they started coming out. He did yell, not sure what, before he was coming all over his hand and on the sheets. His upper body crashing into the bed because he didn't have the strength to hold it up anymore. When the beads were gone he felt empty but not for long. Brian entered him a few seconds after and he was whole again. Brian didn’t fuck him, not right away. First, the brunet rocked his hips making the blond fall deeper into his dream like state. Then he started kissing Justin's cheeks, neck, ears, temples, etc., before the nibbling and sucking started. Justin wasn't aware of much as the brunet murmured dirty things on his ear. Justin was in a trance as Brian did whatever he wanted. His cock was still sensitive after having just come and his walls were throbbing around Brian's penis. He swallowed and held on to Brian as the older man moved them and they landed on their sides. At one point Justin felt like he was encased in warm water before he was shooting his load a second time. His skin was wet and stuck to Brian's with sweat, saliva and cum. Justin smiled slowly and his hand rested on Brian’s forearms which were around his waist. “You were so hot,” Brian said. “I really liked that,” Justin told him. “Are you okay?” Brian asked caressing Justin’s sweaty face. The blond nodded with a big smile in place. “I don’t think I’ve ever been better.” The brunet smiled and inhaled deeply hoping that for once time decided to move awfully slow. *** Justin was pouting by the time the limo arrived at his house. He wished he had his own place to stay at. That way Brian could be with him. He looked at his watch and groaned. “Brian,” he said. “What?” Brian asked. “Please stay,” Justin told him. “You know I can’t,” the brunet told him before he got out of the limo. “Why not?” Justin asked once Brian opened the door for him. “You know why,” Brian said. Justin looked at the floor and sighed. “It’s not fair.” “Most of the time life isn’t,” Brian pointed out. Justin narrowed his eyes at Brian. “You don’t want to stay.” “I would Justin,” Brian told him. “I really would but we have to be careful. I really need this job.” Justin bit his lower lip. “I know.” “Then be a good boy and get your things and go inside,” Brian said. Justin smiled. “Mr. Kinney,” he said. “Get my things to my room.” Brian stuck his tongue in his cheek and nodded. He grabbed Justin’s blazer, stuck the tie on the blond’s book bag and took everything out. Then he followed Justin inside the house. The brunet went up to Justin’s room while Justin walked away. Once the brunet was in young man’s room he looked at his watch and waited a few seconds hoping that Justin would show. When he was about to leave Justin came inside. “My parents went out,” Justin said. “They have a dinner party.” “I’m still not staying,” Brian told him. Justin pouted. Brian walked up to him and smiled. “You look so cute.” “I love you,” Justin told him. Brian swallowed hard and slowly his hands fell down to his side. Instead of answering the blond he bent down and kissed Justin hard. He pushed him back and they ended bumping against Justin’s desk. “I really do have to go,” Brian told him. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Justin pulled Brian into another kiss before he let go of the brunet. He watched him go and then went to his bathroom to take a shower. When he came out Hannah was cleaning his room and he told her to leave. He threw the wet towel on the floor and got in bed naked. He threw the covers over himself and willed himself to go to sleep. The faster he did the faster another day would come and he would be with Brian. The phone in his room rang and he sighed. He looked at it for a few seconds wishing it to stop but it didn’t. So he picked it up a bit annoyed. “What is with you?” Bobby asked. “Nothing,” he assured her. “What’s up?” “I called you,” she told him. “I called your cell phone too.” “Oh,” the blond said smirking. “Are you avoiding me?” she asked. “Of course not,” Justin told her. “I was busy.” “I bet,” she said. “You’re still fucking Brian?” “What else is there to do?” Justin asked. “There is a party at my house on Friday,” she informed him. “You’re coming, right?” “Uh, no,” Justin told her. “I can’t.” “Why the hell not?” Bobby asked. “I’m going to be busy,” the boy answered. Bobby frowned. “Why? You got something planned with Brian?” Justin smiled. “Probably.” “Jesus Justin,” she said. “What is it about this guy? You’re so…not you.” “I’m still the same person,” Justin told her. “I just have a boyfriend now.” “Right,” she said shaking her head. “Don’t let your parents hear that.” Justin rolled his eyes. “I’ll call you tomorrow, okay.” “What are you going to do now?” Bobby asked. “I’m a bit tired,” Justin told her. “It’s like nine,” she said. Justin laughed. “I have to rest to get my beauty sleep.” Bobby rolled her eyes. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said before she hung up. Justin did the same. He closed his eyes and almost bolted out of bed when he heard his cell phone. It was one of the sounds he'd picked for Brian. He ran to it and picked it up. He smiled when he saw that he had a message from his favorite driver. Sleep well, princess. Justin smirked and shook his head. “Asshole,” he muttered with a little smile as he walked back to bed. Then he fell asleep clutching to his cell phone for dear life. *** Brian waited for the blond to come out of the house. When Justin did he almost creamed his pants with the sight. The blond was wearing a dark blue wife beater a pair of faded, tight, blue jeans which rode low on the hips. Justin’s ass looked ready to be eaten and spanked and fucked over and over again. At least that's what Brian's mind was set at. He opened the door for the blond and managed to catch the smirk on the blond’s face. He would make him pay for that later. Once inside he drove away from the state. “Are we going to your place so you can change?” Justin asked. The brunet had foreseen this or maybe it was that he was starting to know the blond. He shook his head. “We don’t have to. I brought my dancing clothes with me.” “Really?” Justin asked. “That’s great, Brian.” “And I was thinking that we should go some other place,” Brian told him. "Like I told you before." “You don’t want to be seen with me?” Justin asked. “It’s not that, Justin,” the brunet explained. “We can’t take the chance of anybody knowing us in there. It could be bad for both of us.” Justin knew that was true. “So, where do you want to go?” Brian smirked and drove. About and hour and a half later they were getting out. “When are you going to change?” Justin asked. “Now,” Brian said as he had his bag in hand. “Wait here,” the brunet said and got in the back of the limo. First he took of his blazer, tie and white shirt. Then he put on a pale black sleeveless, v-shaped sweater. Then he got naked from the waist down and put on a pair of blue jeans, his leather belt and changed his shoes for his boots. He put some of the cologne he had brought. He took of his watch and ruffled his hair before he got out. “Damn, Brian,” Justin said and pinned the brunet against the limo. “You look so goddamn hot. I want to fuck you.” Brian smirked and kissed his blond. He locked the limo and then held Justin’s hand in his as they walked to the club. The name of it was Next and once inside it wasn’t a thing from another world. It had a different layout than Babylon’s yet the same stuff happened. “I’m happy to be here with you, Brian,” Justin told him. “Let’s go have a drink,” Brian told him. “You shouldn’t drink while on the clock,” the blond teased. “Don’t be a brat,” Brian told him. Justin laughed at that. “I’ll buy.” “No,” Brian told him. “I have it.” "Are you sure?" Justin asked. "Yeah," Brian told him dead serious. The man ordered two shots of Jack Daniels. The blond drank it and afterwards started coughing. The brunet smirked as he watched him. “You’ll get used to it,” Brian told him. Justin cleared his throat. “Let me a have a beer.” Brian laughed at that. He asked for a beer and another shot for him. “Oh,” Justin said after he had taken a few sips. “You’re going to dance with me, right?” Brian smiled and nodded. Justin was soaking the place up. He looked up and to the sides, down at the floor, the people, the bar, etc. Brian was glaring at anyone that came close cruising his blond. The older man wrapped an arm around Justin’s waist and pulled him close. He kissed him on the neck and hope they got the message. “You’re making me horny,” Justin told him. “Let’s go dance,” Brian said. Justin smiled as the brunet led him to the middle of the dance floor. Then he was wrapped around Brian’s arms and they were moving to the beat of the music. “Am I making you hard now?” Brian asked after he had turned the blond around and was rubbing his cock against Justin’s ass. Justin gripped Brian’s thigh and threw his head back. Then a guy that had been watching them for a while stood in front of Justin and pressed against him. The blond gasped as he opened his eyes. “I bet you’re enjoying this,” Brian whispered on Justin’s ear. The man was smiling and flirting with Justin and Brian. Then he made the mistake of trying to kiss the blond. “Hey,” the guy said. “Sorry, how about if we get out of here?” “No,” Brian said. “We’re not interested.” “He didn’t feel like that,” the trick pointed out. Justin didn’t like the guy after that. He knew he was rock hard but it hadn’t been because of the man. It was all Brian. “Tell him to leave us alone,” Justin said. “You heard him,” Brian growled. "Get lost." The guy shook his head. “You’re an asshole.” Brian smirked as the guy walked away. “I still got it.” “Got what?” Justin asked. “Want to go to the backroom?” Brian asked as he fondled the blond. “I want to fuck you hard.” Justin nodded and they headed there. One thing was for sure, there was less lighting in that backroom than the one Brian was used to. “Can you hear them?” Justin asked smiling. “God.” “Is this your first time in a place like this?” Brian asked as he led the way. “Yeah,” Justin admitted. “Here is good,” Brian said as he pushed Justin into one of the walls. Before the blond could say anything Brian was kissing him hard and touching him everywhere. Then he was being turned around and Brian’s hand undid the buttons on his jeans. “Don’t get too close to the wall,” Brian whispered. He knew that he had to warned his brat because it was his first time in a backroom. “Why?” Justin asked. “I don’t want your cock coming into contact with someone's sperm.” “What?” Justin asked and his hands came off from the walls as he’d been burned. “What did you just said?” Brian arched a brow. “That there is sperm on the walls. It’s dried by now. Hopefully.” “What?” Justin asked. “No way.” Brian laughed. “Oh god, Brian,” Justin said. “Let’s go.” “Are you serious?” Brian asked him. Justin turned around to face the brunet as he did his pants. “I’m dead serious.” Brian was going to argue but the blond walked out of there. He followed Justin out of the backroom and then out of the club. “Where are you going?” Brian asked. “You can fuck me in the limo and then we can come back and have a few drinks and keep on dancing,” Justin said. Once they were in the limo they started kissing each other frantically. Then Brian pulled back and started laughing. “What is it?” Justin asked. “You,” the brunet said. “I can’t believe you.” “What about me?” Justin asked frowning. “You’re such a snob,” the brunet said laughing. “You looked like a body part was going to fall if you touched that wall.” “It’s disgusting Brian,” Justin told him. “I mean…they should at least clean it. I mean is not going to kill them.” The brunet laughed again. “You kill me.” “Shut up,” Justin said turning red. “Stop laughing at me. Stop it.” Brian just laughed some more before he managed to control himself. “Don’t make fun of me like that,” Justin said frowning. “I don’t like it.” “I’m sorry,” Brian said and pulled him closer. “It was...okay, sorry." Justin nodded and kissed the brunet. Then after a few seconds the blond pulled back looking like he was seeing a ghost. "What?" Brian asked concerned. "Oh my god," Justin said, his eyes still wide with terror. "My back touched the wall. Eww, Brian. Disgusting!" Then Brian laughed again. *** “I won’t take long,” Justin said once he was out of the limo and standing in front of the restaurant where his friends were waiting for him. “Justin, take as long as you want,” Brian told him. “I’m not going anywhere.” Justin smirked. “Right, I’ll see you.” The blond walked inside. He searched for them and when he found them he walked to their table. “It’s good to see you’re back,” Justin said as he looked at Celeste. The girl arched a brow. “Why so happy?” Celeste asked. “I wasn’t gone that long. Did you miss me that much?” “Go ahead, Justin,” Bobby said. “Tell her why you’re beaming.” Justin laughed. “I’m not a virgin anymore.” Vaughn laughed at that. “You’re an idiot.” Bobby snickered. “When did this happen?” Celeste asked closing her menu and leaning closer to Justin. “About two to three weeks ago,” Justin told her and shrugged pretending like he didn't know the exact time, but he did. “It was with Brian.” “Brian?” Celeste asked. “I don’t know anybody named Brian.” “Justin’s driver,” Bobby explained. “No,” Celeste said. Justin smirked as he nodded. “Well fuck me,” Celeste said. “I would be glad to,” Vaughn told her. Celeste ignored the teen’s comment. “I’m impressed Justin. I thought you were saving yourself.” “Is that all you’re going to say to him?” Bobby asked. “Here we go again,” Vaughn said. “She’s going to give you the jealous rant.” “It's not that,” Bobby said. “It’s the fact that Justin doesn’t know this guy.” Celeste rolled her eyes as she heard Bobby talking. She grabbed her menu again. “I think it’s perfectly fine.” Justin smiled at that. “He is allowed to go wild while he still can,” Celeste continued. “One day when he’s old and wrinkly he will think about his fling with Brian and be like 'I used to be a bad boy' and tell everyone that cares to listen a story or two about it." Justin frowned. “It’s not a fling.” Celeste turned to look at the blond and started laughing. “What?” Vaughn asked. “What?” he knew he was totally missing the point. “Come on Justin,” Celeste said. “He’s not like us. He would never be. Even if you come out from hiding to the world your parents would never accept him.” Justin looked down at his lap and tried to stay calm. “She’s right, Jus,” Bobby said. “If they ever found out that you’re sleeping with the help it will...” “Don’t call him that,” Justin hissed. “But that’s what he is,” Celeste pointed out. The blond got up. “I’m out of here.” “I’m only saying this for your own good,” the girl said. “He’ll never be able to give you the things you want Justin. He won’t be able to buy you your favorite things and the two of you will have a horrible life together. If you think about it you know it's true.” "I don't want to hear it," the blond said. "And for all you know he might be using you to get ahead," Celeste said. "Did you think about that?" Justin sat down again. "You're wrong about him. You don't know him." "And you do, Justin?" Bobby asked. Vaughn sighed as he heard them all. He thought that if Justin wanted to be with Brian nothing else should matter. "We could make it," Justin said but he sounded kind of hopeless. "It could happen." "Not even in your wildest dreams," Celeste said. The blond frowned as his head started feeling with doubts about the things he already had planned out in his head with Brian. He ate with his friends not talking much. When he went back to the limo he told Brian to take him home. Brian was surprised but didn't protest. He took the blond home and after that stayed around hoping the blond would talk to him and tell him what was going on but Justin never did. *** "Where are you going?" Justin asked from the back of the limo. Brian frowned not sure what was going on. He'd just picked the younger man from school and he thought they would go to the hotel to spend some time together. "Do you have other plans?" Brian asked. Justin shook his head. "Take me home," he said as he took off his blazer. "Hard day at school," Brian commented. Justin kept quiet and stared out of the window. He was pouting as his brain dealt with everything that Celeste had told him. He just couldn't let go of it. He wondered if he and Brian could ever be together while everyone knew about it. He thought about what his family would do. He asked himself if Brian was only using him. He didn't have any answers and he was going insane. "We're here," Brian said getting out of the limo so he could open the door for Justin. "Thank you," Justin said as he grabbed his school bag. "Do you want me to take it to your room, Mr. Taylor?" Brian asked and smirked. "No," Justin answered. "I have it." Brian frowned. "Is something wrong?" “I’m…I have to go,” Justin said. "I have homework to do." Brian nodded slowly. "I get it," he said. "You got tired of our little fling. You don't have to worry about it, Justin. It was fun. Don't feel like you have to run away from me. I'll keep my distance." Justin took a step to go towards the house and stopped. He frowned and then moved again but stopped again. It was like his legs were failing him. He turned around and swallowed as he saw Brian walking to the driver's side. He jogged to the passenger's side, opened the door and got in. "What the hell?" Brian asked surprised when he and Justin got inside the limo at the same time. "What is it?" "Let's get out of here," Justin told him. Brian didn't know what had come over the blond. "Please, Brian," the blond told him. "Anywhere you want to go. Please, just get me out of here." So Brian drove away like Justin wanted. They were both quiet as the man drove. The older man wanted to ask so many questions but didn't know where to start. Then they reached their destination. Justin didn't even ask where they were. He just got out and walked close to the edge of the cliff. You could see the whole city from where he was. Brian sat on the hood of the limo and stared at the blond as he waited. His head was filled with a millions thoughts. He started to worry that something had happened to the blond. He would kill anyone that had hurt his brat. "I've always been rich," Justin said. "I've always gotten what I wanted no matter what it was." The taller man frowned. "And they're right," Justin told him. "You're nothing but the help." Brian's jaw tightened with what he was hearing. "And you're everything to me," the blond said and turned around to face Brian. "And maybe you don't want me as much as I want you. Maybe this is a game to you. Maybe you do have a boyfriend and you're using me for a while, just to have a good time. Maybe my parents would never accept us if they ever found out about it. Maybe you and I are always going to have problems because we're so different. Maybe you're just using me to get things that you can't afford on your own." Brian crossed his arms. He was thinking about all of the things the blond was saying and he couldn't blame the kid for having so many doubts. He had them too. "Say something," Justin whispered. "What do you want me to say, Justin?" Brian asked. "I've never done this." Justin frowned. "You're the first man I've been with more than once and that I still want to be with," Brian said. "I don't think of us as a couple if that's what you're wondering. I mean you're a kid and I'm...I'm nothing." The blond shook his head as he moved closer to the brunet. "You and I shouldn't be together. It should have never happened, Justin," Brian told him. "But it did. And it was great and you learned a few things," the brunet said smirking. "But you can do better than me. Someday you will move on and find the right person for you." Justin moved in between Brian's legs and shook his head. "You said I belonged to you. Are you giving me away?" Brian wrapped his arms around the blond's waist. He stared into the blond's eyes. He caressed the kid's face and sighed. It was true. He'd said it because that's what he felt. Justin was his and he didn't want to give him up then or later for that matter. "Jesus fuck, brat. You do weird things to me." "Is that good?" Justin asked as he rested the palm of his hands on Brian's arms. The older man pulled him closer and raised his head up so he could kiss the top of Justin's head. "I'm not giving you away, brat." The blond smiled. "I'm sorry for being so stupid and letting their words get to me. I thought you were using me or something. I don't know. I thought why bother if it wasn't going to work." "From now on," the brunet said. "We won't listen to what anybody has to say. What we have is ours and it's nobody's fucking business." The shorter man nodded and his eyes closed enjoying the warmth of the man's body. "I can't promise you anything, Justin," Brian informed him. "I have nothing to give you." "I don't need anything," the blond pointed out. "Just you." *** "Hello, Brian," Molly said. Brian smiled at the girl. "Hi," he replied. "Where is your shirt?" she asked. The brunet smirked at her. "I took it off so it wouldn't get dirty," he said as he opened the wax. "You were washing the limo?" Molly asked. "Yes I was," Brian told her. "I'm almost done. I'll have this baby shining like a new penny," he teased. The girl giggled as Brian talked to her. "You're funny, Brian." "Thank you Miss Taylor," he answered. "Just Molly, please," she told him. "Okay, Brian?" "Of course, Molly," Brian told her. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked. "I like playing with water. I could have helped you, you know." "I don't think your father would have liked that," Brian told her. "This is something for us working people." Molly pouted knowing it was true. "But he's not here. He's away in business and we could have kept it a secret." Brian laughed at that. "Next time he's away. I promise." "Thank you, Brian," Molly said. "You're so nice." The man stared at the girl and wondered how it was that she was so nice with everyone. He didn't feel like she was a snob or anything. She was totally different from her family. "Hey," Justin said as he walked over to Brian and Molly. Molly watched as her mother walked towards the entrance of the house. "So, what happened?" Justin shrugged. "I failed." "Again?" Molly asked. “You failed?” Brian asked. Justin nodded. “Yeah, no big deal. I can take my test some other time." Brian then realized what they were talking about. "Justin," he said a bit angry. The blond stared at the man. "What?" "Do you need me to drive you anywhere Mr. Taylor?" Brian asked. Justin thought about it. "It looks like he's going to be driving you forever," Molly said smirking at her brother. "I am going to get the license before you." "Shut up, squirt," Justin told her. Molly stuck his tongue out at her older brother. "I'm going to go inside. It was nice to see you, Brian. Bye." "Bye Miss...bye Molly," Brian said smiling. "Doesn't she annoy you?" Justin asked. "What do you mean you failed your driving test?" Brian asked. "Let it go," Justin told him. "I won't let it go," Brian said taking a step closer to the blond. "Why?" "I don't know what I did wrong," Justin said and shrugged. "Did you do it on purpose?" Brian asked. “What if I did?” Justin asked. “Justin…” the brunet tried. “No, Brian,” Justin said. “I don’t want to lose you.” “Lose me?” Brian asked. “You know how much I love you,” Justin whispered. "If I got my license you would have been gone. I want you close to me." The man looked away. Every time Justin started talking about his feelings he felt caged. "I'm going to finish the limo." Justin frowned. "Brian," he said. "Do you love me?" "Let's not talk about that here," Brian told him. "Anyone can hear you." Justin sighed. He moved closer to the brunet. "You do know you're driving me crazy. God, Brian. Look at you. I could eat you up," he said as he stared at Brian's naked torso. "Stop it Justin," Brian said smirking. "Go to my studio when you're done," Justin said and licked his upper lip sexily to entice Brian. "You will, right?" Brian was having a daydream of where he wanted Justin's pink, wet tongue to be. "Brian," Justin said putting his hand on the man's chest. "Say yes. This is your brat telling you what to do." The brunet smirked. "Yeah, I'll be there." Justin turned around and left towards his studio. Brian didn't stop looking at him until the blond was out of view. He tried to finish his job as fast as he could but making sure he was doing a good job. From a few feet away Peter had watched their interaction. He knew what he was seeing. He knew than once Justin's parents found out about it things wouldn't be looking pretty bad for Brian. Now he realized why it was that the blond looked happier than he'd ever seen him in all his life. He understood why Justin was so nice towards Brian. He had thought that the blond was growing up but now he knew that the kid was just in love. He shook his head and kept walking towards the tool shed to get a shovel for Jake who was doing some new decoration on the garden for Mrs. Taylor. He thought that whatever Brian and Justin did was none of his business or anybody else for that matter.