Chapt 5 Justin POV So it’s been a couple of weeks now since my first solo excursion to Babylon and my café chat with Brian and I honestly can’t remember ever being this happy or confused. Brian and I have lunch together almost every day and last night was my third trip to Babylon this week but we still have yet to kiss again. Letting Lyndsey down slowly has been much easier than I expected. She’s studying all the time with her friend Melanie and hasn’t complained once about our lack of a date night this week. We still talk all the time on the phone, but there hasn’t been a pressing need for either of us to see one another in person. Tomorrow night I’m taking her to a concert and that may be a good time to officially break things off. I’ve waited long enough. Lyndsey deserves better. Of course that still won’t solve the dilemma of my relationship with Brian, if it is any sort of relationship. Yesterday Brian went with me to an art show downtown for the Artist Du Jour. I had called to cancel lunch since it was the last day I could go see it and was completely blown away when he offered to come with me. The more we talk, the more I realize how much of a deep thinker he is and I don’t mean how deep he plows every ass in the backroom of Babylon. I had wandered over to a fountain for a drink of water and found Brian just staring up at one of the abstracts entitled “West of Sunset” when I got back. It was a mix of reds and oranges with a black swirl creeping around the borders. I quietly eased my way next to him, lightly bumping my arm with his. Without even a glance in my direction he started to speak. “You know it’s strange but I think I understand what he means. At first I didn’t get it. I mean, come on, the sun sets in the west so how can it be west of the sunset? But do you see the black shading around the edges, it’s like night is creeping up on you. The night, that’s what is west of sunset, right? I like that, the idea of time sneaking up on you. Maybe you can get just a taste of what the future holds and it’s beautiful.” Then he looked over at me, incredibly pleased with himself and curious of my own assessment of the piece. I smiled back at him and wondered if that’s how he saw our friendship and that amazing kiss, like a taste of the future. A future that’s beautiful. The rest of the afternoon had flown by and then we were saying later. We met up at Babylon that night and danced almost every song together. We brushed up against each other a little but never much more than that. I think we both knew that it was safer to keep that imaginary line between us. So most nights I went home horny as hell and in need of release as soon as I walked in the door. My roommate must think I’m some sort of a clean freak with the amount of showers I’ve been taking recently. It’s worth it though, to be that close to him. Brian POV The guys think I’m out of my mind and they just might be right. The last two weeks I have spent every night either with Justin or thinking about him. If we’re not dancing together at Babylon, then it’s pool at Woody’s, a movie downtown, or me sitting in my dorm room jerking off to porn and pretending it’s Justin’s hands touching me. What the fuck is that about? I think Mikey is about ready to have a heart attack or declare me ill. If it wasn’t for my continued tricking, he probably would. The tricking only happens after I say good night to Justin, I’m so fuckin turned on at that point I need some sort of a receptacle to point my dick at. But my dick is a smart motherfucker, cause the only way I can get off is if I don’t even look at the trick’s face. The only face I want to see is Justin’s. Now that is some scary shit. The friendship experiment is going well, and I’m not sure if I’m happy or pissed. I was kinda hoping that my feelings were some sort of late setting jet lag that would disappear. Maybe Justin would turn out to be a complete ass or an inarticulate loser or possibly a shy little waif. All of which would have made my dick soft in less than a second. He’s bright and even looking at pretentious art with him makes me hard. If I don’t fuck him soon, I might have to do something drastic. This weekend I’ll have to talk to him about moving things along but first I have two nights without him. Tonight he has some big project to work on and nobody is allowed to talk to him for the next 12 hours. Then tomorrow night is date night for him and Lyndz. I don’t even want to think of what that consists of. We’ve agreed not to talk about my tricks or his dates. With two nights to myself, I decide now might be a good to make nice with Mikey and see if he wants to hang out. I’ve been avoiding him at Babylon on nights that Justin is there. It’s easier than listening to him warn me about the evils of blond twinks and berate me for actually daring to spend time with another friend. He just doesn’t get that Justin won’t be encroaching on his place in my life. With Mikey I can act like a ridiculous child and always be young but with Justin I WANT to grow up. He challenges and intrigues me, making me strive to be who he thinks I am. How can that be wrong? So I call Mikey up and he’s got tickets to some concert tomorrow night. I don’t recognize the name of the band, but what the hell I’ve got nothing better to do. We decide to meet at the diner and once I hang up the nightly jerk off session begins. Justin POV Lyndz was a bundle of energy when I went to pick her up for the concert. Just being around her wakes you up. I had missed her this past week, although not in the romantic do you want to get naked way. I was absolutely dreading the break up and hoping that we wouldn’t completely lose our closeness. She snuggled up to me in the car, resting her beautiful blond head on my shoulder. I slipped my right arm around her, keeping my left hand securely on the steering wheel. I wanted our last date to be special. Once we arrived at the auditorium, I took her hand and held her close as we stood in the crowd. We kissed softly as the band started to play and as I turned toward the stage, she spoke in my ear. “Justy, it’s been way too long since we’ve been out together. I can’t wait to get you alone later and run my hands up and down your bare chest.” “Ummm, that’ll be nice.” I pecked her lightly on the lips and started running through excuses in my head to avoid a late night make out session. It wasn’t that Lyndsey couldn’t turn me on, but for some reason I felt like I would be cheating on Brian in some way if I touched her. I know it’s ridiculous, since technically Lyndsey is still my girlfriend. I gotta take a breather. “Lyndz, I’m going to get a drink. You want something?” “No, that’s OK. Hurry back.” I finagled my way through the crowd and ordered 2 shots of tequila from the bartender. I downed them quickly, almost spilling the second one when I felt a hand on the small of my back and warm breath against my ear. “What are you doing here, Little Boy?” My smile practically split my entire face when my eyes locked on Brian’s hazel orbs. He’s smirking happily too, obviously pleased with the new turn of events. “I was thirsty so I figured this would as good a place as any to find a good drink. Plus Lyndsey got us tickets. What about you? This isn’t quite your scene.” “Mikey’s idea.” I nodded my head casually, that made sense. Michael is always dragging Brian around to places he would never think of entering himself. “So where is the little princess?” “I don’t know Brian, where did you leave him?” “Very funny Sunshine, Mikey is talking to some comic geek he ran into but I meant Lyndz.” “Oh, she’s still out in the crowd. I just needed a drink.” “Music that bad you need to put away a few shots before heading back in.” “No, just got other stuff on my mind.” I look down at my feet, suddenly finding the laces really interesting. I want to tell him that tonight is the last night with Lyndz. I want to tell him that he’s beautiful. I want to tell him how much I care about him, but I don’t. I just look down until I feel his soft hand under my chin, pulling it up so our eyes meet. “Sunshine, I’ve got stuff on my mind too.” And that’s when I felt the touch of Brian Kinney’s lips to mine for the second time. It’s wasn’t slow or gentle. His teeth grazed my lower lip, making it tender and even more sensitive to his touch. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped from my lips, as I pulled away slightly to look in his eyes. They were glazed over but entirely focused on me. I wanted to take control a little so I started to unbutton the top of his shirt, just enough to reach my hands in and trace his collar bone. His breathing sped up which spurned me on even more. I grabbed his hand and jerked him over to a corner of the bar, away from the prying eyes of the bartender who had been practically jerking off while he watched us kiss. I pushed Brian against the wall, covering his mouth again with my own. As I sucked his tongue into my mouth, my fingers nimbly pulled at the buttons of his fly enough so I could jam my hand under the material. It was my first time touching another man’s cock and I can’t even begin to describe how right it felt. The way it slid against my fingers, already wet from pre-cum was amazing. Brian moaned loudly as my finger flicked the tip. Brian POV Usually when a man pushes me up against the wall, I push back. I like to be the one in charge but with Justin, it just made me hotter and want him more. I knew I was his first everything with a man but the way he stroked me was just so natural. It made me wonder how often he jerked himself off. He must be able to bring himself to orgasm after a few strokes. God, it was hot watching him that one night at Babylon. Back to the present, I grab the back of his head and dive my tongue inside his hot mouth. My hands are touching him everywhere, memorizing every detail of his perfect body, from his extraordinary bubble but to his soft blond hair. I wanted it all and I wanted it now. Both of us were breathing in gasps and now would probably be a good time to take this somewhere private before I cum right here. Just as I’m about to drag him into the nearest bathroom, all time seems to stand still when I hear her voice. “What the fuck is going on here?” Lyndsey. Shit! And if things weren’t bad enough. “Brian, what the hell are you doing with him?” Mikey. Double shit! Justin POV I pull back from Brian suddenly when I hear her voice. My hands rip out from his jeans and find their way into my own pockets. This was not the way things were supposed to happen tonight. “Lyndz, let me explain. God, it’s a long story. Maybe we should go somewhere else so we can talk.” “How about we start right here and you tell me why you and my best friend were sucking face? I know I’ve been busy lately, but are you that desperate to get laid you’ll sleep with a guy?” “Lyndz, that’s not it. You have two gay best friends, I’m actually kinda surprised you haven’t figured it out already.” “Figured what out?” “That I’m gay.” Well that seemed to shut her up quick. I could see the wheels turning in her head, maybe picking out moments it should have been more obvious. I’m on my way to comfort her when Mikey decides to add his two cents. “Jesus Brian, you couldn’t keep your goddamn cock in your pants for two seconds. Are you happy now? You ruined Lyndsey’s relationship for a trick that you’ll toss away tomorrow. Are you fuckin proud of yourself? And you” That’s when Michael’s focus quickly changes in my direction. I stumble back a step, surprised by his sudden change in target. “I thought you were supposed to be a stand up guy. But no you’re just some twink looking to get his dick sucked by someone, male or female.” “Mikey, that’s enough,” Brian’s voice rings out. Brian has been watching the proceeding intently, obviously bating his time for the perfect moment to assert himself. He’s all zipped up now and stands behind me protectively, resting one hand on my shoulder. The other lightly wrapped around my waist. “I’ve had enough listening to both of you judge us, thinking you have a clue what is going on here. Mikey, I’ve told you before that he’s no trick and that hasn’t changed. What right have you to persecute either of us? Lyndsey, on the other hand, you’ve got all the reason in the world to hate us both. What we did was wrong and I’m sorry, God I’m so sorry. It’s a shitty thing to do to your best friend, but we didn’t mean to hurt you. That’s the last thing I wanted to do. It’s the last thing either of us wanted.” Lyndsey had tears in her eyes as she looked at both me and Brian. We stood together and I think that was obvious to both of them. We weren’t denying anything, nor were we hiding from their accusations. Her voice was soft when she finally spoke up. “Bri, what is it you wanted then? You can fuck anyone you want. Hell, Mikey here would bend over in a second. Why my boyfriend? Why Justin?” I turned slightly to look up into his beautiful face, curious to the answer myself. “Because I think I love him. I’m not sure since it’s still so new to me but he’s become one of my best friends and the only person I really trust completely. He’s beautiful and sexy as hell. For the first time in my entire existence I want to be with the same person day in and day out.” I was absolutely stunned by Brian’s proclamation, stunned and thrilled beyond belief. He loves me and as much I wanted to fight it, I know I love him too. I could feel little pulses of warmth running up and down my entire body. But my moment was interrupted by Mikey’s wine. “What the hell are you talking about? You don’t even know the kid.” Brian POV Could it really be considered murder if someone was obviously asking for it? I wanted to squeeze Mikey’s little neck until he burst. I was having enough issues with all this new love shit without having to deal with Mikey’s shit too. “Don’t know him? Are you kidding me? We’ve had lunch together almost every day for the last two and a half weeks. He’s with me at Babylon every night I’m there, never leaving my fuckin side. We’ve been to art shows, coffee houses, movies, and lectures together. I can name his three favorite TV shows, list all his allergies alphabetically, tell you his mother’s maiden name, the name of his best friend Daphne’s boyfriend, and where he wants to retire when he’s old and gray. I know that he fidgets with his hands when he’s nervous and he licks his lips when he’s turned on. The only thing I don’t know is what he’s like in bed because we’ve never slept together. Are you happy? Do I pass the fuckin test?” Dead silence. I’m numb. The only thing I feel is the squeeze of Justin’s fingers over mine, but that’s all I need. It doesn’t matter what they think, only that he knows and wants me too. Then when I’m just about ready to die of discomfort and humiliation, Lyndsey smiles. It’s like suddenly all of the tears are gone and she’s borrowed my Sunshine’s smile. “Good answer. I never thought I’d see the day that you admitted to caring for someone, and loving them was just absurd. It’s too weird to say I’m happy for you, but I am as long as Justin feels the same way too. Do you, Justin?” “Yeah, I do. I love Brian, more than anything.” I felt goofy as I smiled down at him. He got up on his tip toes and kissed me softly on the lips. Nothing else mattered at that point. Lyndsey’s acceptance was more than I could have ever hoped for. I wanted to hug her and thank her for being my best friend when I didn’t deserve it. I started to step forward when a hurricane of long brown hair swept through us and directly into Lyndsey’s arms. The girl wrapped herself tightly around Lyndsey and touched their lips together roughly. Then the tornado cooed excitedly. “Baby, I had no idea you were gonna be here tonight. I thought you had to study. Who are your friends?” Lyndsey looked like a deer caught in headlights as she looked around at us. I didn’t know what to think of this new development. Although I gotta say “I told you so” was right on the tip of my tongue. “Guys, this is Melanie. Melanie, this is the guys.”