Together As One Chapter 3 Friday finally rolled around and Justin could barely sit still through his classes. He’d been excited all week at the prospect of starting his job at the diner. Maybe he’d have a chance to meet some interesting people and in particular perhaps some “hot” guy. Entering the diner, he immediately made eye contact with Debbie, and greeted her as he walked over to the counter. “Hey Sunshine, you made it. Why don’t you go change and put your things in the back and when you’re done I’ll show you around.” She handed him an apron when he came out from the back; he put it on and listened as Deb she explained what he was supposed to do. Getting started immediately he went about clearing the few tables that were vacant. Time passed quickly and soon business started to pick up as the dinner hour crowd began filtering in. The bell over the door rang constantly, signaling the influx of a stream of steady customers. Justin was kept busy clearing tables as soon as they were emptied, so the restaurant could accommodate the steady flow. At first he didn’t notice the arrival of a pair who seemed rather opposite in looks; one was dark haired, about 5’7”, with a slender built; the other had sandy color hair, was very buffed, and very hot looking, until he heard a shriek coming from behind the counter. “Michael, Honey!” “Hi, Ma,” came the reply from the dark haired one. “Is that all you can say to your mother?” Rolling his eyes, he stood up and gave her a kiss on the cheek, and asked how her day was going. “It’s going great. Hi Ben. Sweetie, how are you?” “I’m fine Debbie, thanks.” As Debbie began with the questions for her son; trying to find out what was going on in his life, she noticed the distracted look on his face. Turning to see what had caught her son’s attention, she realized that he was checking out the new help. “Hey Ma, who’s the blond over there behind the counter. I’ve never seen him in here before.” “Of course you’ve haven’t seen him before because he just started work today.” Calling Justin over to the table, Debbie introduced him to her son and his partner. “Justin, I‘d like you to meet my son Michael, and this is his partner Ben.” Ben immediately reached over to shake Justin’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you Justin,” Ben greeted warmly. “Thanks, Ben it’s nice to meet you too.” Michael on the other hand was a bit wary of the teenager, but finally reached out to shake Justin’s hand as well. “Nice to meet you Michael,” Justin enthusiastically shook his hand. “Yeah, nice to meet you too.” Michael’s welcome was lackluster to say the least. “Well I’d better get back to my job before I get into trouble.” Justin returned to the counter to resume his previous task. No sooner had Michael and Ben gotten comfortable when they were joined by Ted and Emmett. They too noticed the new employee busily bussing tables and refilling water glasses and coffee cups. “Oh, who’s the new cutie,” Emmett drawled in his best southern accent. “I could just squeeze him. He’s as cute as a button and look at the cute bubble butt. Oh my, is he luscious or what? Don’t you think so Teddy?” “Yes, Em.” Ted smirked at the obvious display of his friend. “Calm down Em, he’s not your type.” “Hmmph, if he’s blond and cute, he’s my type,” he pouted, drawing a laugh from his three companions. When the opportunity presented itself, Justin was introduced to the newcomers at Michael and Ben’s table. “Well Sweet-thing it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Emmett,” he said as he limply extended his hand for Justin to shake. And this here is Ted.” “It’s nice to meet you both,” Justin cheerily acknowledged. “Can I get you anything to drink for now?” The four friends ate their meal and chatted away amiably discussing their plans for the weekend. When they were done, they decided to stop in at Babylon. Michael, of course, mentioning that he was to meet Brian there later. When the foursome entered Babylon they headed straight for the bar. Michael immediately started to look around for Brian. Seeing them as he exited the backroom Brian walked up to the bar and greeted his friends. Ordering a beer, he distanced himself a bit from the group and surveyed the club for the possibility of his next trick. Not seeing anything that attracted his attention, Brian started listening to the foursome’s conversation. Phrases like, “hot”, “cute bubble butt”, “blond” and “beautiful” and “gorgeous blue eyes” drew his attention to the conversation at hand and he discreetly moved closer to find out who it was that they were talking about. He didn’t want his friends to know he was interested in what they were gossiping about; after all Brian Kinney didn’t do gossip. He soon discovered that “this person” they were referring to was the new hired help at the diner. Well he thought, I’ll make sure to stop there for breakfast on my way to the gym tomorrow. The diner was just about filled to capacity with the usual Saturday morning breakfast crowd and Justin was busily bussing tables trying to keep up with the hectic pace. Debbie was shouting her orders into the cook while pointing out the tables to Justin that needed clearing or telling him to refill the customer’s coffee cups. It was ten o’clock in the morning and the gang was in their usual booth having their breakfast before heading to the gym. “Where’s Brian?” Emmett asked. “I thought he was going to meet us here?” “You know the great Kinney; he has to make his grand entrance,” came Ted’s wiseass remark. No sooner had the comment left his mouth than the jingling of the bell over the door was heard and in strutted Brian. Justin didn’t notice the newcomer enter the establishment; his back was toward the door as he was hurriedly cleaning off a table. When he turned suddenly carrying a bin of dirty dishes, he ran smack into a very pissed off burnet; catching them both off guard. Glaring hazel eyes that glimmered flecks of gold when angry, met surprised blues ones. “Fuck! Will you watch what you’re doing,” Brian hissed. Mouth gaping at the gorgeous auburn haired stranger standing in front of him , the startled blond barely stammered out an apology. “Ah…oh…sorry. I didn’t see you coming.” For some reason this stranger had him so tongued tied the apology was all he could utter. “Well that’s obvious,” Brian replied caustically, finally noticing the beauty before him; hair as blond and fine as corn silk, the silky smoothness of his fair skin and full pale pink lips that looked enticingly kissable. “I see you met Brian,” Debbie said as she stepped in between the parties. Shaking his head to clear it, Justin replied “No, we haven’t really been introduced.” “Well Justin Taylor, meet Brian Kinney. Watch yourself around him, Sweetie, he has a reputation, you know,” Debbie warned the blond. She could tell there was trouble brewing and it was spelled Brian Kinney. “Why, thank you Debbie, it’s so nice of you to say so,” Brian stated. “Asshole,” was all she said as she walked away shaking her head. “So you’re the new help?” Brian asked as he checked out the lithe body of the blond from head to toe; devouring him with his eyes. Blushing under the man’s intense scrutiny, all he could mutter was, “Ah…yeah.” Snappy comeback, Taylor he thought to himself. How could one individual turn my brain into mush, so much so I feel like a blithering idiot? “Earth to Sunshine.” Hearing Debbie’s voice shouting at him to get his “bubble butt” in gear and start clearing those tables, Justin turned away and resumed his tasks but all he could think of the rest of the day was the tall burnet, with the hazel eyes. Joining the gang, Brian slid into the booth next to Mikey and noticed the smirks that his friends had on their faces. They had been witness to the interaction between the two and it didn’t go unnoticed by anyone that sparks were flying. Smiling coyly, Emmett asked, “So Bri, what do you think of Justin?” “He’s okay.” Brian wasn’t about to admit to anyone what he thought. Everyone at the table was unconvinced by Brian’s nonchalant attitude toward the blond, but they knew that they would all wait to see how it played out. After they finished their meal the boys all headed over to the gym. Justin stood watching Brian leave with a dreamy look in his eyes. What he didn’t notice was Debbie watching him with a look of concern in her eyes. All she could think of had disaster written all over. Working on the weekend didn’t leave much time for Justin and Daphne to hang out, so on Monday, as they sat eating their lunch, she asked how work at the diner was going. At the mention of the diner she noticed a twinkle leap mischievously into Justin’s eyes. “So Jus, by your reaction it must have been good?” “It was so cool. I ended up helping Debbie wait on tables since Kiki called in sick. So I made some extra money with the tips I got; about fifty extra dollars,” he said happily. “Wow, Justin that’s great. That’s a lot of money for just tips. How’d you do it?” “Being blond and cute, helped a lot,” Justin replied laughingly. “Soooo, did anything else happen?” she questioned. Daphne could tell there was more to it than the fifty dollars in tips that her friend had made. She could see the excitement in him; he could hardly contain himself with the news. “I saw the face of God! His name is Brian Kinney,” he said excitedly. “God, Daph, he’s hot; tall and slender but built, auburn colored haired, and the most amazing hazel eyes that glitter with flecks of gold. Oh, and did I tell you he’s gorgeous,” Justin sighed dreamily. “Wow, Justin he does sound hot. Does he visit the diner often?” “According to Debbie, Brian and his friends are regulars.” “That’s cool. I guess you’ll be seeing him again.” “ I hope so. I didn’t make a very good impression on him the first time. I almost knocked him over with a bin of dirty dishes and then when he asked me a question I stuttered like an idiot.” Laughing at her friend’s slight despair she reminded him there is always next time so don’t screw up. The weekend rolled around soon enough and Justin found himself at the diner preparing to work his shift. He’d been looking forward to returning all week in the hopes he would see Brian again. As luck would have it, he walked in with Mikey to grab some lunch. He begged Debbie to let him wait on Brian’s table should he come in to eat, and against her better judgment she agreed to let him. She had hoped that Brian wouldn’t make an appearance until later but, unfortunately, things didn’t always go as one hoped for. She knew that, she couldn’t keep them apart forever; as long as Sunshine worked at the diner he would eventually cross paths with Brian. Occupying their usual booth, Justin stepped over to take their orders. Shyly he looked over at the burnet, “Hi Brian, what can I get you?” Justin had hoped he sounded calm even though his heart was racing a mile a minute. Smiling at the blond he gave him his order. “I’ll have a turkey sandwich on whole wheat, no mayo; and coffee.” Justin was about to turn away when he heard,” Hey what about taking my order.” He has been so focused on seeing Brian that he forgot there was someone else at the table “Sorry Michael, what will you have?” “I’ll have a burger and fries, with a coke,” Mikey huffily replied. “Gosh what an airhead he is,” he whined. “I’m sitting right in front of him and he almost forgets to take my order.” “Oh Mikey, get off the kid’s back,” Brian tried to cajole his friend. “Just because he took your order, you don’t care.” “I can’t help it if he thinks I’m hot,” Brian commented snarkily. “Yeah right! The great Brian Kinney.” Placing their meals before them, Justin overheard the two friends discussing their plans for the evening which included going to a place called Babylon. Eavesdropping further he gathered it was a club they frequented. He would have to find out more about the place and find a way to get there. Maybe when he had a chance he would try to ask Debbie. When the lunch crowd died down and the opportunity presented itself, Justin casually drew Debbie into a conversation. “Hey Deb, I heard some guys talking about a place call Babylon. What kind of place is it?” “Sunshine, don’t get any ideas. You’re too young for that place. You have to be twenty-one and I don’t think you’re quite there yet. Anyway it’s a club here on Liberty Avenue.” Sighing dejectedly, Justin thought to himself that he had to find a way to get in. This was something he would have to talk over with Daphne. Maybe it was possible she knew of a way they could get in. It wasn’t easy, but the teens were able to gain entrance to the club. Justin had been excited the day he had found a way to get in; now all he had to do was put his plan into action and that meant he had some things to do. The teens made plans to check out Babylon. Justin told his grandparents he was staying over at Daphne’s and would go straight to work from there. If things worked out the way he hoped, he would be spending his night with Brian Kinney. Now all that had to happen was for Brian to show up. When they entered the club, their senses were assailed with the smell of pungent smoke and the scent of stale cologne mixed with sweat. The sight of wall to wall bodies, pressed against one another, all moving to the pulsating beat of the music on a dance floor that seemed much too small for the number of people dancing, filled the teens with excitement and anticipation. Slowly pushing their way through the crowd, their heads moving side-to-side and eyes darting back and forth, Justin and Daphne tried to take in everything that was going on around them. Justin couldn’t keep the smile off his face as he stared awestruck at his surroundings; he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. There were hot guys everywhere but the only one he was looking for and really cared to see was Brian Kinney. Following behind Justin, it didn’t go unnoticed by Daphne that a great many heads turned as her blond friend moved through the club. She watched as he was eyed thoroughly from head to toe by many of the patrons that were not occupied on the dance floor. There seemed to be hundreds that were standing around checking out the nightly prospects. Smiling to herself, she thought he might be oblivious to the attention he was garnering but it hadn’t escaped her notice. Turning back to make sure Daphne was still following, his eyes sparkled with excitement. “Wow, Daph can you believe this? This is awesome; gorgeous guys everywhere,” he shouted to his friend so that he could be heard over the loud music. “Yeah, it sure is,” she replied, laughing; he must feel like a kid in a candy store. “Come on Daph, let’s go to the bar and get a drink.” “Are you sure we can, Jus?” “Of course silly, we have our ID’s” “Oh yeah, right,” she unconvincingly agreed. They might have been able to get through the doors with their ID’s but getting drinks was another story. As they fought their way to the bar, Daphne told Justin to order her a coke; after all she was the one driving. “One coke and a beer,” he said in a voice he hoped would convince the bartender that he was old enough to be drinking even if his looks didn’t; unfortunately, it didn’t work. The bartender eyed him suspiciously, “How about two cokes instead.” About to argue, Justin was suddenly nudged aside, and heard a voice say, “Mark give me two beers and a coke.” Justin’s eyes widen in surprise and a smile broadened his face as he noticed who the voice belonged to. “Look Kinney, I bet the guy is under age even if he did get in. I can get in trouble for serving alcohol to a minor,” the bartender warned. “Look Mark, I’m thirsty, just give me the two fucking beers, already. A person could die of thirst arguing with you,” came the caustic remark. Brian gave Daphne her Coke, and as he handed the blond his beer their fingers brushed ever so slightly, but the jolt that Justin felt at the mere touch seem to run throughout his body and straight to his crotch. “Uh…thanks for the drink, Brian,” Justin stammered. Why do I get so tongue tied whenever I’m around the man, he thought. Remembering his manners he turned to introduce his friend who, until this time, had been standing on the sidelines watching her friend’s reaction and laughing to herself. Introductions over, Brian turned his focus on the blond beside him. Ever since he had met Justin several weeks ago he hadn’t been able to erase the blond’s image from his mind. Twinks normally weren’t his type but there was something about this one that set him apart from the rest. He knew he could be treading on dangerous ground but thought; what’s life if you don’t take risks. All he had to do was stick to his “no repeat” policy and there would be no problems. Brian looked hot in a red, silk shirt that fluidly draped his firm torso and tight fitting jeans that hugged his slender hips and accentuated all the right parts. He noticed the way Justin’s eyes seem to be slowly traversing his body; a look of wantonness appearing in the blond’s gaze. Smiling to himself, he decided to let the fun begin. As Brian moved closer, Justin’s tongue nervously darted out and licked his dry lips; with his heart and mind racing, he sucked in his breath. Closing his eyes, he inhaled Brian’s unique scent of Armani cologne and cigarettes. Watching the blond’s reaction, Brian reached out and gently traced his fingers along Justin’s strong jaw line, his thumb caressingly drawing circles against the smoothness of his cheek as he felt the younger man lean into his touch. Suddenly Justin’s eyes sprang open. So drawn into the heat of the moment was he that he had forgotten where he was and who he had come with. Brian laughed as the blond stumbled backward bumping into Daphne when he realized what was happening. “Oh, sorry Daph.” Justin blushed, embarrassed by the effect Brian was having on him. “That’s okay,” she giggled. She had enjoyed watching the reaction the older man had gotten from her friend. He’s definitely smitten, she thought. Thinking it was time for some fun, Brian looked over at the giggling girl and asked, “Hey, Daphne, mind if I dance with your friend?” Not waiting for an answer, Brian grabbed the blond’s hand and practically dragged him onto the dance floor. Placing his hands on Justin’s hips he pulled the blond toward him; the younger man draped his arms over Brian’s shoulders as they immediately began moving in time to the music; the vibrating tempo resonating through their very souls. The air around the couple was electric as the two moved; their gaze focused intently upon one another it was as if no one else existed. They were right when someone said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. As the two began their dance, the crowd cleared, giving them space as all eyes turned toward them; watching their movements…, so sensual…, so erotic; it was like they were fucking right in the middle of the dance floor. Lust filled eyes turned deeper shades of green and blue as their feelings intensified with every beat, and every movement brought their bodies closer together; their groins grinding against one another until the friction caused both men to harden. Finally, unable to hold back, Justin relinquished himself over to Brian’s control as he felt his jeans tighten with his growing erection. Brian noticed Justin’s reaction and felt a similar tightness in his own jeans. Leaning in close, Brian brought his lips to Justin’s neck just below his ear and with his tongue traced along the tender skin and was rewarded with a soft moan. Justin shivered as he tilted his head allowing Brian better access to lick and nibble. The more experienced man continued his taunting and teasing, softly blowing his warm breath into Justin’s ear and gently rimming it with his tongue; Justin’s breathing became shallow and his legs felt like jelly. If it wasn’t for Brian holding him, he was sure he would have fallen in a heap in the middle of the dance floor. Placing his lips to Justin’s ear Brian whispered, “Headed any place special?” “No…no place special,” Justin stammered. “I can change that,” Brian smirked, his brow raised. “Oh…ah…let me go tell Daphne that I’m leaving with you.” Moving off the dance floor in search of Daphne they found her near the bar deeply engrossed in conversation with Emmett, Ted and Michael who had arrived while the two soon to be lovers were on the dance floor. They had all noticed the reaction as the crowd watched the couple dancing; of course each had an opinion of what was going on. “What the fuck is Brian doing with that twink?” spat Michael who was scowling at the dancing pair. “Oh Baby, don’t tell me you’re jealous just ‘cause Brian’s dancing with Justin,” Emmett said, trying to sooth Michael’s seemingly ruffled feathers. “Did you see them? It was like they were fucking right there on the dance floor,” Mikey grumbled. “You mean they weren’t,” Ted replied dryly “Is he jealous of Justin?” Daphne asked Emmett as she pointed her finger at Michael. “Oh, Baby girl, that is the greatest love story that never happened,” Emmett flicked his wrist at Daphne. “What do you mean?” she asked Emmett explained, “Sweetie, Mikey has had it bad for Brian since he was fourteen, but it’s Brian’s policy to never fuck friends. Mikey feels there’s still a chance that it could happen and Mr. Kinney there,” he pointed to Brian, “has never discouraged him into believing otherwise. It’s sort of an unrequited love thing.” So that’s why Mikey is upset over Brian’s interest in Justin, Daphne thought. I just hope he doesn’t cause any trouble for them. “Hey Daph.” Justin tapped his friend on the shoulder interrupting her thoughts. Turning around she smiled at her friend, who seemed to be breathing a little hard. “God, Justin you two looked so hot out there on the dance floor; everyone was watching you. I think you gave them all hard-ons,” she giggled conspiratorially as she nudged him in his side. “God Daph, I don’t know what came over me. I felt like I could see into his soul when I looked into his eyes; they seemed to change into different shades of green as we danced. He is so hot!” She could see the excitement in his eyes; they sparkled like diamonds and he was grinning like the cat that swallowed the canary. “Ah… Daph, do you mind going home alone?” “What do mean, Justin?’” “Brian asked me to go with him.” “Do you think it’s safe?” “Daph, this is what I’ve been waiting for; for him to pay attention to me. Don’t worry, if I didn’t feel safe I wouldn’t go,” Justin reassured his friend. “If you think you’ll be okay, fine,” she stated, wanting to believe her friend would be okay. She knew Justin was looking for someone special…someone he wanted to give himself to. She just wasn’t sure Brian Kinney was the right person. He was a lot older and far more experienced, and she didn’t want her friend to get hurt. He’d been through a lot with his dad throwing him out and having to move away from home. He was finally feeling better about things and she didn’t want to see that change. “Baby girl,” Emmett interrupted overhearing the conversation between them. “Brian may be a lot of things, but he would never physically hurt anyone. Justin will be safe with him.” “Okay, Emmett if you say so, I’ll take your word for it.” Turning to Justin she hugged her friend whispering, “ Be carefully and if you need me just call, okay?” “I will Daph, don’t worry. I’ll be fine,” he replied hugging her back. “Why don’t Brian and I walk you out to your car. Let me go get him.” As they stepped out of Babylon, the cool night air touched Justin’s sweat soaked body and he shivered; unsure if it was from excitement or the fact that he actually might be cold. Anticipation and nervousness was making him feel giddy on the inside, but he tried to remain calm and collected as they escorted Daphne to her car and made sure she was safe. As she pulled away from the curb, Justin stood watching her till the taillights of the car were just a specks in the dark of the night. “Ready to go?” Brian asked, pulling Justin out of his reverie. “Oh, sure.” Mentally kicking himself, Justin couldn’t believe how tongue-tied he became whenever he was in Brian’s presence. He must think I’m a real dork, he mused. Leading the way, Brian’s long strides made it difficult for Justin to keep up as they walked the half a block to where the older man’s ‘Vette was parked. Unlocking the passenger door he pulled it opened and allowed Justin to step inside. Shyly, Justin smiled up at Brian as he got in and buckled up. Quickly walking over to the other side Brian hopped in and started the car. Checking his side mirror he eased away from the curb and moved into the flow of traffic. Neither one of them seemed to know what to say to each other, and silence hung heavy in the air until the radio was turned on to fill the quiet. He flipped rapidly through the various stations until coming upon one that played his favorite techno-music. Each beat of the music brought them closer to their destination, and as they pulled up along side his building Brian put the car in park and unfolded his long frame from the confines of his vehicle. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, he realized that Justin wasn’t following him and had remained sitting in the car. Realizing that they had finally arrived at Brian’s place, Justin remained glued to the seat; all of sudden he was very nervous and unsure of himself. I can do this he kept mumbling, it was something he desperately wanted, but he still seemed paralyzed; nerves keeping him immobile until he heard a tap on the passenger window. When he glanced up to see Brian peering in at him with a questioning look, he opened the door. “Justin, are you going to sit in the car all night,” Brian said with a smirk as he turned on his heels and strode toward the building. He wasn’t going to stand around all night waiting for the blond to make up his mind. It’s not like he didn’t have other guys lined up waiting for him to fuck them. Deciding he didn’t want to miss this opportunity, Justin quickly jumped out of the car and followed Brian. They rode the elevator in silence, Justin giving Brian side-glances as they made their way up to the top floor. Unlocking the heavy loft door, Brian pulled it open. Stepping inside, he immediately shut off the alarm and removed his jacket, throwing it over the back of one of the chairs before going into the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of water as he watched Justin enter his loft. The younger man had the look of a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle and appeared ready to bolt in the direction he had just come from at any moment. “Coming in?” Brian asked “Oh, yeah.” His heart pounding, Justin hesitantly stepped over the threshold of the loft and stood just a few feet inside, unsure of what to do next. “Shut the door,” Brian said. “Oh, yeah,” he replied as he turned to slide the door shut. “Nice place you have here,” Justin commented trying to calm himself by making conversation. As Justin looked around the loft, Brian removed his clothes, and standing their in all his glory, he spread his arms open to each side and asked, “Are you coming or going? Or coming and then going? Or coming and staying?” Seeing Brian standing before him unclothed and appearing very comfortable in his state of undress, all Justin could do was admire his naked form. His slender torso, firm and taut, well defined biceps, long legs, and thighs that hinted at being strong and well muscled were part and parcel to this beautiful man; but what his blue eyes settled on was the nine inch cock that was nestled softly amidst downy, fine hair. Brian huffed a laugh when he noticed where the focus of Justin’s attention was drawn to. Caught staring, the blond blushed furiously, and shifted his lust filled gaze in a new direction as he stood there transfixed, waiting for Brian to make the first move. Seeing that Justin was at a loss, Brian decided to take the matter into his own hands and moved closer to the blond until he was standing just a few inches in front of him. He inhaled Justin’s fresh scent of herbal shampoo and springtime soap; the scent of innocence. As he looked intently into a darkened shade of blue, Brian reached over and began to slowly open Justin’s shirt, one button at a time, until he had exposed the creaminess of the boy’s torso. Letting the shirt slide off his shoulder, Brian threw it aside and splayed his hands over the young chest, sensuously drawing circles. A soft moan escaped from Justin’s lips as Brian tweaked and tugged at his nipples. Justin’s eyes closed, his head thrown back to expose the gracefulness of his neck, and his mouth opened slightly as he let Brian take control. Leaning in, Brian began running his tongue along the smoothest of the neck nibbling, sucking and marking him at the collarbone. He continued licking his way down the younger man’s taut torso until he reached the top of Justin’s jeans. Unzipping his pants and letting them fall to his ankles, he divested the boy of the rest of his clothing quickly. Brian was impressed by the length and girth, as Justin’s erection sprang free of his confining clothing. Justin’s breathing became shallow as he held onto Brian’s shoulders to steady himself from the onslaught of the increasingly exciting ministrations. Grasping the blond’s hardened shaft, the experienced half of the duo took the head between his lips, and gently encircled it with his tongue, softly sucking, and lapping at the pre-cum that had begun leaking from its slit. Releasing the head, he ran his tongue along the underside, then enveloped it fully into the warmth of his mouth taking it in until he felt it hit the back of this throat. “Oh…, God…, Brian I’m going to come,” Justin panted as Brian engulfed him as he thrust his hips forward and spewing his cum, filled Brian’s mouth. Brian swallowed the creamy liquid, licking his lips to savor the taste that was uniquely Justin, then moved to kiss him; letting Justin get a taste of himself. Justin ran his tongue along the fullness of Brian’s lips, sliding between them circling and sucking as he reveled in the velvety feel of Brian’s mouth. The two men broke apart only when it became necessary to breath. As they did they looked at one another with glazed-over eyes. Then Brian took Justin by the hand and led him to the bedroom; the night was just beginning. Justin stood beside the bed and watched as Brian crawled cat-like onto it; stretching his long frame, he lay on his side and propped himself up on his elbow. Patting the mattress beside him, he presented an invitation for Justin to join him. On all fours, Justin climbed in awkwardly, and laid on his back stiffly; his hands drawn up to his chest as if in silent prayer. Under the scrutiny of Brian’s gaze, Justin’s eyes nervously darted around the room as he was unable to meet the older man’s gaze. Running the back of his hand along Justin’s lithe form, Brian heard his breath catch as he caressingly let his hand glide over the young, firm body, enjoying the feel of taut smooth skin beneath his touch. Justin closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he basked in the sensuous feel that Brian was creating as his long fingers skimmed along his chest stopping just short of the erection that had once again become evident. His eyes opened wide when he became aware that Brian had stopped, and as Justin looked up, he smiled nervously in anticipation. Yes, he had enjoyed the occasional blowjob or hand job with Chris out in the maintenance shed, but he had never been made love to before and it scared him. Yet, at the same time it was something he had been wanting…it was like a rite of passage; one that would turn him into a man. As he got up and moved to straddle Justin’s thighs, Brian shifted forward to capture Justin’s lips. Kissing him deeply, he delved into the warm silkiness of an eager mouth, their tongues explored and sucked making it impossible for each man to breath. Their erections ground together and as Justin began to writhe beneath, he arched his hips craving more. “Put your legs on my shoulders,” Brian said. “Wait, at school we had a lecture about safe sex.” “And now you’re going to have a demonstration.” Brian reached over to his nightstand and retrieved his supplies. Handing the condom to Justin, “Here put it on me,” he instructed. Removing the condom from its packet Justin sheathed Brian’s hardened shaft, rolling the condom over it then enveloping it in his fist, and pumped slightly. Once it was in place, Brian moved Justin’s legs over his shoulders and popped open the lube. He slathered his fingers and placed one at the entrance of Justin’s hole. “It’s…cold. “Don’t worry, it’ll heat up,” Brian states reassuringly. “Just…go slowly…okay?” he asked, wincing as the first of Brian’s fingers slowly pushed it’s way in. The probing caused his breath catch, “It hurts. Does it always hurt?” “A little bit, but that’s part of it. Just relax, it’ll make it easier for you,” Brian advised as he gently moved his finger in and out adding more lubricant until he felt Justin was properly prepared. “Open your eyes Justin, I want to see them as I enter you.” Brian placed the head of his cock and gently eased himself inside, carefully sheathing himself in Justin’s tight, warm ass. A look of surprised washed over Justin as he felt the pain and he gasped. He held his breath when he felt Brian fully incase himself within him. “Just breath Justin, just breath,” Brian repeated soothingly. He stilled himself as he let Justin adjust to the intrusion. Feeling the blond relax, Brian slowly began thrusting movements. Head rolling from side to side, his moaning grew louder and his breathing became heavier, as Brian, with practiced skill brought Justin closer and closer to his orgasm. He gripped the sheets as he neared the edge, until one final thrust brought wave after wave of pleasure that washed over him as he climaxed. Feeling Justin begin his release, Brian’s own orgasm started to build as his rhythm escalated, each thrust grazing Justin’s g-spot making the blond arch his hips encouraging him to match Brian’s own desire. Needing release, Brian pulled back and in one final stroke pushed forth as deeply as he could spilling his seed. Slowly bringing his breathing back to normal, Brian rolled off Justin, removed the condom and tossed into the trashcan beside the bed. He retrieved a warm washcloth and they cleaned themselves up and within minutes gave in to an overwhelming need for sleep. Brian pulled up the duvet as they spooned against each other; something he never did with a trick. As the early morning dawn filtered into the loft, Brian awakened. Trying to shake the remnants of his slumber, he turned to look at the sleeping angel beside him and momentarily tried to recall the events of the previous night. He normally didn’t let his tricks stay over, but last night had been different. He liked the way Justin immediately found his way beside him; snuggling against him. After their round of sex, he wanted him to stay so he didn’t dismiss him like he usually did his other tricks. This wasn’t Brian Kinney’s standard operating procedures, and he didn’t really know what it was that had come over him. “God, Kinney get a grip,” he mumbled to himself. “He’s just a trick. Why did you let him stay?” These thoughts ran through Brian’s head as he tried to desperately rationalize what had happened. “I don’t do boyfriends; I don’t do relationships, and I damn sure don’t fuck tricks twice.” With himself deep in thought, Brian didn’t realize Justin had awakened, until he felt his cheek being stroked gently. Focusing his attention on the blond, Brian looked at him and wondered how he was going to deal with the situation without hurting the boy’s feelings. He generally would just toss him out, but he knew he couldn’t do that. What was he thinking when he let him stay? “Morning,” Justin’s sleep filled voice pulled Brian out of his musings. Brian stared at the blond beside him, “Sleep well?” he asked, his voiced tinged in irritation more at himself than at Justin. “Like a baby,” Justin smiled shyly, unsure of how things stood. He seemed a bit baffled by the brunet’s attitude. “Listen, I have to get going,” Brian abruptly stated as he got up from the bed and headed toward the shower. Confused, Justin watched as Brian retreated to the bathroom. He thought things had gone well last night and things seemed okay this morning. Now it seemed that Brian couldn’t wait to get away from him fast enough. He sat up and looked around for his clothes. They seemed to be strewn into different parts of the loft, and he smiled to himself as he remembered how they had come to be in different areas and went about retrieving them so he could get dressed. Finished, he sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Brian to come out of the shower. Towel wrapped around his waist but still damp from his shower, Brian noticed Justin was still sitting on the bed, as if he was waiting for something more. Unable to face him, he headed straight to the closet and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and a shirt. As he was just about to get dressed, his cell phone rang. Recognizing the number on the display he answered “What do you want Mikey?” “Hey Brian, how’d you know it was me?” “My phone displays your name and number…remember?” he responded rhetorically. “Want me to leave you alone?” Justin interjected. Brian shook his head indicating it was alright for him to stay. “Oh yeah, right, I forgot,” he giggled. “Hey, who’s there?” “None of you fucking business. Christ Mikey, what …do… you… want?” “Is it that guy who walked out of Babylon with you?” his friend persisted “Listen. Are you listening? I said it was none of your fucking business. Now what do you want?” “I just wanted to know if you are going to meet us for breakfast at the diner?’ “No I can’t. I have to go into the office. I have some work to get done, okay, bye.” He hung up the phone before his friend could ask him any more questions and went about getting dressed; not uttering a word to the blond who was still sitting on the bed. The silence was deafening as Justin waited for Brian to make a move. When none seemed forthcoming, he stood up, gathered his bag, and prepared to leave. “Ah…I guess I’ll be going,” Justin said, hurt evident in his voice. “Oh sure,” Brian replied, “ I have to be leaving too; I have some work at the office I need to get done. Can I drop you anywhere?” He didn’t really need go to the office, normally he would have met the guys at the diner but he wanted to avoid seeing Justin and having the guys speculate on the previous night’s activities. “If you don’t mind, I have a shift at the diner, if you could drop me off there,” came Justin’s hesitant reply. “Sure, no problem, let’s go.” Grabbing his keys and wallet and pulling his jacket off the back of the chair, Brian headed toward the door and pulled it open to let Justin pass before him. Conversation was non-existent; each seemed lost in his own thoughts as they made their way to the diner. Before getting out of the car, Justin turned to Brian wanting to resolve this situation once and for all. He didn’t understand what could have happened from the time they had made love, which in Justin’s mind is what had happened, until they both awoke in the morning. It seemed that Brian regretted his decision to be with him and he wondered why. “Did I do something wrong? With a questioning look he glanced over at Brian. Tapping his fingers against the steering wheel, all Brian wanted to do was beat a hasty retreat. He didn’t want to face the hurt look and the questions Justin was asking him. “When can I see you again?” Justin asked. “You can see me right now,” came the flippant reply. “I mean later; tonight.” “Who knows where I’ll be.” Justin was getting a little frustrated at the dismissive way Brian was acting. “Please, I want to see you again.” “You’d better go,” Brian tried to ignore Justin’s plea, “I’ll see you in your dreams.” Reluctantly, Justin got out when he realized the way Brian had brushed him off. He stepped away from the car, with a forlorn look on his face as he watched Brian’s ‘Vette peal away from the curb. The jingle of the bell, made Debbie turn to see who had entered. A look of concern crossed her face as she saw who it was. Christ, she thought as she noticed the look on Sunshine’s face; you would think someone just killed his puppy or something. “Eh, Deb,” Justin greeted sullenly. “Christ, Sunshine what the hell is the matter with you.” “It’s nothing.” “Nothing, my ass. Come on…tell me about it; your shift doesn’t start for another fifteen minutes. So sit your ass down and tell me what’s wrong.” “Really, it’s nothing. I don’t think I want to talk about it right now. I’m going to put my things away and get ready.” Debbie decided not to push him for now. Sooner or later she would get some answers out him. It never failed; she eventually found everything out. “Sure, Sweetie. Maybe we’ll talk later, okay?” “Sure.” Justin headed for the back to put his things away and prepare for his shift. As he walked out, he groaned as he saw Michael, Ted and Emmett enter the diner. God, he was hoping to avoid them and the probing questions he was likely to be bombarded with. He was also hoping Debbie would wait on the trio, but luck wasn’t on his side. She appeared to be tied up with the cook trying to get her orders straight. Reluctantly he headed for the table to take their order. “Hey, guys what can I getcha?” “Well, good morning, Sweet-thing,” Emmett drawled. “And how are you this fine day? Did you have a fabulous evening?” he asked, raising his brow in a conspiratorial manner. “Oh…ah…it was fine,” Justin stated blushing deeply. “Hmmmm…was it everything you imagined it would be? Come on dish and don’t spare the details.” Emmett exclaimed making Justin blush even more. “Come on, Em; leave the kid alone.” Ted chastised. “Spare me the details of another one of Brian “how many tricks I can do in one night” Kinney’s exploits. Let’s order, I’m hungry.” “Yeah, let’s order. I for one don’t want to hear about Brian’s tricks,” Michael hissed placing an emphasis on the word. “Besides, what does Brian see in you anyway; he normally doesn’t go in for twinks.” “Oh don’t mind him Sweetie, he’s just jealous,” Emmett tried to soothe the hurt look that flashed through Justin’s eyes. “I am not jealous,” Mikey pouted. “You are, too,” Emmett retorted. “Boys, boys, let’s just order,” Ted said trying to be the voice of reason. Justin stood there wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole. He couldn’t believe they thought of him as just another of Brian’s tricks. It couldn’t possibly be. Brian had been so gentle and patient and Justin he smiled to himself as he recalled the way he had taken his time to make sure he didn’t hurt him. Reflecting on how bad he felt, he wondered if the comments he was now hearing could make him feel any worse. Relieved that the trio finally placed their orders, Justin couldn’t escape fast enough. He hated what they were saying, but maybe it was true and that’s what had brought about Brian’s sudden change in demeanor this morning. All he wanted to do was hide out in the back until they left, so he could avoid any further discussion about Brian Kinney. Unfortunately, the diner was having its usual brisk Saturday morning business and Justin was needed out front to wait on tables to make matters worse, they were short handed because Kiki had called in sick, and that made Justin responsible for bussing tables as well as waiting on them “Sunshine,” Debbie yelled, “Table number six has been waiting a long time for their order. Also table number three needs to be cleaned off,” she reminded as she passed him on her way to drop off an order at another table. “Hey, Deb how about a cup of coffee,” one of the patrons called out. “Keep your shorts on Blondie, we’re going as fast as we can,” she hollered “Hey, Sunshine get that bubble butt of yours moving. What’s wrong with you?” Debbie had noticed that Justin seemed distracted ever since he started his shift. “Oh sorry, Deb. I’ll get that guy’s coffee and give table six their order.” Justin tried to focus his mind on the job, but it kept floating back to Brian Kinney. All he could think about was the way Brian had dismissed him this morning and the way Michael had referred to him as just another one of Brian’s tricks. It also didn’t help, that every time he passed the trio’s table he could feel Michael’s look of disdain being cast at him; it made him feel uncomfortable every time he went by. It didn’t go unnoticed by Ted and Emmett that Michael seemed to be staring a hole right through Justin every time he passed their table. “Hey, Baby what’s got into you? It’s not like Brian doesn’t take tricks home.” “Yeah, but this one stayed overnight,” Michael stated. Surprised, Ted and Emmett stared at one another in silence. This was different for Brian, as it was not like him to let a trick do that. “How do you know he stayed over?” they both asked in unison. “I called to ask him if he was going to meet us at the diner and I heard the twink’s voice. Even though Brian wouldn’t admit that he was there…, I heard him.” “Wow,” was all they could say at the moment. This was something new, and they wondered what it meant. Brian had his rules and he usually stuck by them. Finally, the breakfast crowd thinned out, and Justin and Debbie found time to catch their breath. “Come on Sweetie, let’s take a break. We deserve one after that mad rush.” “Ah, never mind Deb. I’ll just finish up this stuff,” Justin stated, hoping to avoid having to talk with the feisty waitress. “No way! Sit your butt down. You can’t avoid me forever, so you might as well sit down and tell me what’s got your shorts in a bunch. You’ve been distracted all morning, and I want to know what’s going on.” Heaving a sigh, he sat on one of the stools; he realized there was no avoiding the issue. Maybe she can shed some light on Brian, he thought. Slowly he began. “Well last night my friend Daphne…” “Oh you mean that cute girl who’s always smiling?” “Yeah that one…well as I was saying, last night we went to Babylon looking…” “Holy shit, how did you get into the club?” she interrupted him again. “Well…we sort of had some fake ID’s,” he admitted guiltily. “Sort of?” “Okay, we had some fake ID’s and…” “Where the hell did you get them?” “Deb that’s not important. Are you going to let me tell you what happened? You said you wanted to know.” “Alright continue then.” She moved her finger across her lips to indicate she was zipping them shut. “ I wanted to see what the guys were talking about. Last week I heard them mention Babylon and I wanted to see the place for myself and also because I heard that Br…” “Say no more,” raising her hand up to stop the conversation Debbie completed his sentence, “Brian was going to be there,” “Yeah. How did you know I was going to say Brian?” “Baby, I could tell by the way you just about tripped all over yourself when Brian Kinney walked into the diner and you saw him for the first time. I thought for sure your baby blues were going to pop right out of your head,” she huffed a sigh. Justin could feel the blush creeping up his neck to color his cheeks and he hated that his reaction to seeing Brian had been so obvious. “Listen Sunshine, I’ve known Brian since he was fourteen; since he and Mikey became friends. Things haven’t always been good for him. As a child, his home life was for shit. He means well, but he can also be a real asshole. He doesn’t believe in love, relationships, or fucking the same guy twice…and he doesn’t do boyfriends.” “But Deb…” his voice faltered. “He was so good to me last night.” “I’m sure he was Sweetie, but it doesn’t change who Brian Kinney is. He has his own fucked up view of things and I don’t see him changing for anyone; cute, blond, or otherwise.” She reached out and held his face, seeing the hurt mirrored in his eyes. He couldn’t believe that Debbie was confirming the fact that they thought of him as just a trick, another notch in Brian’s belt, so to speak. He didn’t want to believe it for a second. He had seen something in those hazel eyes when they had been together and it wasn’t just lust; there was tenderness and longing. There was more to it; there just had to be. His eyes welled up with tears and he searched Debbie’s face for any sign that she could be wrong. He realized, however, that she truly believed what she thought Brian to be like. Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he stood up, thanked her, and went back to work. Debbie sat there a moment digesting things. She was furious with the man who was like a second son to her. Why couldn’t he have just ignored the kid. Christ, it would have been a lot easier on everyone if he hadn’t taken the boy home and fucked his brains out. She knew how innocent Justin was and that alone meant he probably had some convoluted belief that Brian actually could have feelings for him. on to #4