Justin found it difficult to reconcile the confusing scene unfolding right in front of him. His mouth was agape, as he stared at Brian, who was completely naked, and oblivious to his presence. Justin's stupefied reaction could also be attributed to the fact that his instructor was pounding mercilessly into another person's ass. The other person being a MAN! He knew he should have let this heated scenario continue without being a voyeur, but Justin couldn't command himself to turn away. He was transfixed on the older man's butt cheeks, as his muscles clenched with each vigorous thrust. When Brian grunted as he orgasmed, his partner emitted his own noises of relief. It was then that the brunet happened to cast a look toward Justin, and then boldly acknowledged him, as his lips curled upward into an evil grin. He pulled out of the trick, and removed the condom from his dick, as he turned to confront the startled kid. Justin blushed when he realized he had been thoroughly turned on by Brian's performance. He stammered as he tried to speak, "I...I forgot m-my belt." "Did you enjoy the show?", Brian asked, sounding quite amused with the kid's embarrassed state. "No, I mean yes, I mean no", Justin nervously sputtered. It was hard for him to think straight with Brian's half erect cock dangling in full view. While Brian was dealing with the stunned young man, the trick was pulling on his clothes. As he tucked in his shirt he mumbled appreciatively to the stud of Liberty Avenue, "thanks, that was great", and made a speedy retreat. He didn't waste any time removing himself from this obviously awkward situation. Brian nodded, and lustfully eyed the blond haired trick, as he left. Then he focused all his attention back to Justin. He was concerned about the kid because he was still a little pale, and had an odd expression adorning his face. "Sit here", he commanded his student, as he guided him to a chair just outside the locker room. "I need to wash up a minute." For the short time Brian was cleaning up, Justin had a chance to fully absorb what he had accidentally stumbled upon. 'Fuck me', he thought to himself. From what he had witnessed, Brian Kinney was either gay or bisexual. A flash of excitement rippled through him, as he suddenly realized what that meant for him. Brian approached Justin and took a seat next to him. "We need to talk." "No shit", Justin exclaimed. "I'm gay, and while I don't announce it to everyone I meet, I certainly don't hide it. It's who I am, it's how I choose to lead my life. If anyone doesn't like it, it's too fucking bad." Justin admired Brian's 'I don't give a shit' attitude. He was totally comfortable with who he was. The young man decided right then and there that Brian Kinney would be the one to deflower him. "I'm gay too", Justin confessed, wondering if it would surprise his teacher. "I figured", Brian revealed. "How could you tell?", Justin wondered earnestly. "Let's just say that you develop a certain "gaydar" that alerts you when you come in contact with someone else who is queer." Justin grew introspective for a moment. Then he continued, speculating, "If my father knew about you he'd freak!" "Which is why I don't make it a point of informing everyone when they walk through that door. Besides, unless I'm fucking them, it's none of their damn business." "Do your parents know?", Brian questioned, sincerely interested in the answer. "My mother does, and I think she told my father. Some kids at school have been bothering me, that's why my dad brought me here. He's paying for these lessons so I'll be able to defend myself. But I also think he's secretly hoping that it will make me "straight". Like it's a choice or something." Justin shook his head at his last statement. He had sensed an innate attraction to other boys from a very young age. Brian laughed at the kid's admission. "You're probably right. If he knew I was queer, you wouldn't be here." 'I'm glad he doesn't", Justin smiled coyly. "And don't worry, I won't tell him." "Not that I give a shit, but thanks", Brian responded. Truth was, he actually did give a shit. If Justin's father knew that his son was being mentored by an out and proud gay man, he would stop him from coming here. And for some reason, Brian didn't want that to happen. Brian examined the boy in front of him, who was smiling and appeared relaxed now. He was beautiful, and definitely ripe for his first sexual encounter. He felt strangely protective of the kid, and offered, "If you ever feel the need to talk Justin, I'm here." "Thanks", was all Justin could think of to say. Since at the moment, he was too preoccupied with the vivid images that were running through his mind, of the older, experienced man's splendidly taut body. For if Justin had his way, Brian wouldn't only be instructing him in Tae Kwon Do, but also introducing him to the pleasures of being gay. Brian stood up, and patted Justin on the back. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow." "Bye Brian." Justin walked home deep in thought. Tonight's revelation had certainly changed his outlook on things. He was determined to get close to his gorgeous instructor. Justin was confident that the self assured man was the right one to teach him all that he needed to know. Breaking his train of thought, Craig's voice cruelly jerked him back to reality when he remarked, "You're home late Justin." "Brian and I got caught up in a conversation", Justin replied, which was not entirely a lie. He just neglected to mention what preceeded their talk. "That's fine son. I'm pleased that Brian is having such a positive influence on you." "Yeah, he's certainly opened my eyes to a lot of things", Justin stated. He slyly mused to himself, "if you only knew dad'.