Well guys, I'm back from holiday, and here is the new chapter. I hope you like it. Lots of thanks to Becky, my wonderful beta! :)) Chapter 5----------------- I always wanted to know what Brian’s business dinners were like. Unfortunately I hadn’t gotten a chance to participate in one till yesterday. I already saw him having some meetings while I’d been at Vanguard for a few months and I always admired Brian at work. Dressed in extremely elegant, not to mention fucking expensive suits that he wore so naturally like he’d been born in them; acting so confidently and looking so fucking gorgeous that no one could resist him. The pure embodiment of full success. So goddamn sexy. But what about the business dinners? Brian never asked me to go with him – though I heard that these dinners are much more informal than the meetings at the office. I’ve heard that people often bring their partners to the dinner – that way the event could be more of a friendly conversation even if it’s still about business. Brian never took me to his business dinners and I never asked for it. Not that I didn’t want to go but I’ve got pride. I decided that I’d go only if he wants me to. But I guess a bit of a hint never caused any harm… So I asked him a few weeks ago about a dinner he’d gone to that evening. He was surprised because I had never asked about that before. He asked suspiciously, “Nothing special. But why do you care?” I told him I just wanted to know and asked him to tell me about it. “It was fucking boring actually. Now can we change the subject?” I didn’t give up. I told him that since he never takes me to these dinners and never tells me about them either, I couldn’t imagine what one looks like. He stared at me for a moment then asked me in disbelief, “What the fuck Sunshine. I never thought you were interested in my business shit.” I told him that I was really interested since he was involved. He waited for a few seconds and acted like he was thinking about what I had just said. Then he added, “You wouldn’t want to know, trust me. Like I said it’s fucking boring. Period. Now what do we have for our private dinner?” At this point I knew that our conversation about business dinners was over. I gave up. But Brian must have noticed my disappointment. Yesterday he came home earlier than usual and told me to get dressed like an actual adult. “Or at least try to look like one.” He added with an annoying smug grin. I didn’t understand him and asked him what the hell he was talking about. He shook his head, sighed and said in a nonchalant way, “I don’t think that my snobbish clients would appreciate your tight t-shirt and cargo pants in an even more snobbish restaurant.” Then a devilish smile appeared on his face. “Though t-shirts and cargo pants could be very impressive under other circumstances.” I couldn’t believe my ears. Was he really telling me what I thought he was telling me? Did he notice how disappointed I was and tried to make it up to me? I asked him if he would take me to the dinner as his partner. “No, I’ll take you as my cleaning lady. What the fuck did you think?” I ignored his sarcastic remark and kissed him deeply. He didn’t resist but he never did anyway. When I broke the kiss he looked at his watch and said, “Now would you hurry the fuck up? I don’t want to be late because of you.” I ran to the closet happily and picked out a suit which Brian had bought me not so long ago. By the time I got ready Brian had changed his suit too, and there is only one word that nearly describes the way he looked; breathtaking. Wait, or is that two words? Whatever. Brian wasn’t exaggerating. The place really was fucking elegant. Probably the most elegant restaurant I had ever seen. I decided to act like a fully grown up person and tried hard to hide my amazement. The restaurant was obviously made for high society. I had to behave like I was one of them. I wanted to impress Brian. I didn’t want to disappoint him. We approached a table that was reserved for Brian. We arrived first, the clients weren’t there then. We sat at the table and I felt very nervous. I didn’t notice but my fingers were tapping on the table unconsciously. Brian put his hand on mine and stopped me. “Relax Sunshine. They won’t bite you.” I smiled at him weakly. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “That’s my privilege.” At this point two men and a woman stopped at our table. Brian’s clients have arrived. Brian introduced me to the older man and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Keller. Mr. Keller owns a well-known travel agency and he wanted to hire Kinnetik to make the ad-campaign. This account was very important for Brian. I could see it. He was even more appealing than usual, though I didn’t think that was impossible. The other man was much younger and less friendly than Mr. Keller. He must have been about Brian’s age. He was Mr. Keller’s co-partner and his name was Jerry. I don’t remember his last name but who cares? Anyway he hadn’t met Brian before and he had a huge crush on my boyfriend instantly. It was clearly noticeable. His eyes were scanning Brian’s face with awe and then he started to examine the rest of his body. He licked his lips slowly - whether it was deliberate or not I don’t know. But I didn’t like it a bit. Since I live with the hottest man in the Pitts, (and probably in the whole wide world – call me infatuated but that’s what I think), I had to get used to the fact that he was the most popular subject of every gay man’s wet dreams. I got used to the fact that he draws the hungry glances as frequently as other people take a breath. But usually at Babylon, on Liberty Ave, in his own playground. Not in the middle of a business dinner. When we shook hands Jerry was looking at me questioningly and somewhat regretfully. When we sat down at the table Jerry turned to Brian and tried to give him a seductive smile. “Shouldn’t this kid be sleeping at this hour? Tomorrow’s a school day, isn’t it?” And he started to laugh at his stupid joke. Nobody laughed along with him. Brian smiled a bit and told him, “Justin is old enough to make his own decisions. Besides, he’s an artist. He makes his rules himself.” I expected a little more intense defense from Brian. But I knew very well that he couldn’t say something like “Fuck off!” to a client he wanted to sign a contract with. The waiter came to our table and we ordered our meals. But to be honest I was not hungry at all. My appetite disappeared when that asshole opened his mouth. Mr. Keller sensed the tension at the table and changed the subject. I was a bit relieved, though Jerry was still checking Brian out constantly. The fucker. He knew that I was with Brian. He tried to impress him while making fun of me. Mr. Keller and Brian talked about creating a new image for the agency, and Mrs. Keller asked me about my art studies. Jerry sat in silence not taking his eyes off of Brian. I was getting more annoyed with every minute. Brian must have noticed Jerry’s gaze – it was impossible to miss anyway. I expected him to say something to that asshole. Something that would embarrass him. Something gentle but dismissive. Brian didn’t say a word. Jerry spoke again, “Tell me, Brian. Why does a successful and attractive ad-exec choose a little kid who knows nothing about business? I always thought that the secret of a long-term relationship is that you can share and discuss every detail of your life with your partner.” Jerry looked at me with a fake smile and went on, “Don’t get me wrong Justin, you’re sweet and cute, but I don’t think that you and Brian have too much in common. It’s not your fault, it’s just your lack of experience and…” “Oh, it looks delicious!” Mr. Keller yelled a little too loudly when the waiter returned with the orders. I guess he wanted to cut Jerry off. The meals really looked delicious. Everyone started to eat but I was just tossing the spaghetti back and forth on my plate with a fork. I hated this Jerry fucker for humiliating me and I was pissed at Brian for not stopping him. “Well, you haven’t answered my question Brian. I was asking you about…” Then Brian cut him off. “I don’t know what you want to hear. Justin and I…we’re getting along just fine.” Well, that was not exactly what I wanted to hear. I wanted him to kick that guy in the ass and tell him that I was the love of his life. Ok, he wouldn’t say that I know, but he should have just bent me over the table and fucked me hard there and then for everyone to see. “Is there anything wrong with your meal Justin? You haven’t touched it yet.” I heard Brian’s voice. I refused to look up at him; I was just staring at my plate intently. “No, it’s…it’s just fine.” I used his words deliberately so maybe he would notice my disappointment. I felt his gaze on me for a while then he turned away and continued his conversation with his clients. Well, so much for my attempts to act like an adult. I was acting like a touchy little kid. Exactly what Jerry tried to make me look like. I was so engrossed in my own self-pity that I hardly realized that Brian’s hand was stroking my thigh under the table. I pushed his hand off of me. ‘That won’t be enough Brian’, I thought to myself, ‘you should defend me in front of these people. I can’t do that right now since I don’t want to get you into an unpleasant situation.’ I wished he could read my thoughts. But he didn’t say or do anything. He was having a discussion with Jerry, who tried to take every opportunity he had to touch Brian. By accident of course. And Brian let him do it. I had never imagined that an account could be so important to Brian that he would behave like this. Or even worse; he would humiliate me in front of everyone and flirting with an asshole. My meal got cold and I had no intention of eating it. I was filling my glass a few times with wine instead. And I started to feel its effect. “Take that bottle away from your boy Brian. Otherwise we’ll have to call an ambulance because of alcohol poisoning.” Jerry The Asshole said. That was enough. I was struggling with myself not to splash the contents of my glass on his face. And I really was about to say something very, very obscene. I waited for Brian to say something but he remained silent. It was so humiliating. I stood up and without a word I headed toward the bathroom. I closed the bathroom’s door behind me and started to wash my face with cold water not to let my tears betray me. I leaned on the sink and stared at my own pathetic face in the mirror. I wished I hadn’t asked Brian to take me to one of his business dinners. I was so fucked up. I thought that maybe Jerry was right. I thought that maybe I really wasn’t good for Brian. At that moment Brian opened the door. He stepped in and stopped behind me. We were watching each other’s face in the mirror for a while and then he broke the silence. “What’s your problem, Justin?” He asked calmly. “Nothing.” Was all I said. I wanted to say so many things to him but at that moment each of them seemed to be ridiculous. “Ok.” He nodded and turned away. I didn’t want him to leave. I didn’t want any of this shit. “Why did you come in here?” I asked and tried to keep him talking. “I needed to take a piss. This is a bathroom as far as I know.” I hate when he behaves like that. I knew I would have to make the first move if I wanted to get out of that stupid situation. “Brian I...I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come to this dinner with you.” I turned away from the mirror and looked him in the eye. He raised one eyebrow and asked, “Why do you say that?” “I just…I just thought that you would treat me like your partner in front of strangers. But I guess I was wrong.” I really didn’t know what else to say. I saw a confused look on Brian’s face. “Justin. What the fuck are you talking about?” He looked at me questioningly. “I think you should know.’ I said quietly. “All I know is you were acting fucking weird this evening.” He answered. “Maybe you’re right. But I wasn’t the only one who acted weird this evening. You acted like I wasn’t there at the table. You let that fucker making fun of me.” I blurted out. “And what the fuck should I have done? He’s a pathetic asshole who probably hasn’t been fucked for years. You know, sometimes the best reaction is to not react at all.” “But he made me look ridiculous.” I went on. “No one was laughing. If anyone was ridiculous, it was him.” I wasn’t convinced. I thought that Brian was trying to find a good excuse for not defending me. “Justin” He grabbed my face gently and looked in my eyes. “This is business. Unlike in your private life, you don’t have to…” He stopped for a second, “like your partners. You just accept them. And I don’t care if he’s a fucking asshole as long as it brings 3 million dollars a year.” I got that. But I still didn’t understand why Brian let that guy flirt with him. So I asked him. He laughed a little. “Well, I’m irresistible what can I say? I let him feel good for a while so what? That way it was easier to get the account landed. But there’s no way I’d go much further.” He said with a smile. “Why? You’ve stopped using your sexual superpowers in the interest of business?” I asked him with a laugh. “It’s not that. He’s disgusting. I wouldn’t fuck him in a million years.” Asshole. He knew exactly what I wanted to hear, but his evil smile told me that he was teasing me. “But I got the account anyway. Tomorrow we’ll sign the papers.” I was so proud of him and suddenly I felt so ashamed for behaving so childishly. I will definitely have to get my feelings under control in the future. But I had to ask one last question… “That means you won’t have to be too kind to him, right?” He laughed again and pulled my head closer to his. “Why, are we a little jealous?” He whispered to me. He was absolutely right but I had no intention of admitting it. He didn’t wait for my reply anyway. He pulled me in a passionate kiss which told me everything I wanted to know. Then he broke it suddenly and he started to pull me toward a closet. “And now it’s time for a special meeting.” He said and I didn’t resist, just let him lock the door behind us. He pressed my back against the door and attacked my mouth again. I felt my cock harden instantly. He started to pull my pants down. My breathing became ragged and I moaned when I felt his hand on my dick. He was stroking me slowly then got on his knees to use his talented mouth as well. I heard that someone had entered the bathroom but I didn’t care. I was so lost in the pleasures Brian was giving me. He was sucking me with full force and I tried really hard to stay on my feet. I was pulling on his soft hair and probably I was a little too rough but I couldn’t help it. When I felt my climax approaching he pulled away and stood up. He started to pull his own pants down and I tried to help him willingly. He unbuttoned his shirt then he bent the toilet lid down and sat on it. His raging hard-on was more than impressive. He held a condom and a small tube of lube in his hand. He looked at me and said, “Take a seat, Mr. Taylor. And make yourself comfortable.” I would have laughed if I wasn’t so fucking turned on. I took the supplies from his hand and put the condom on his impatient cock. I covered my hole and his dick with the lube pretty quickly and he pulled me close to him. We started to kiss again and I slowly lowered myself on him. I hissed when he penetrated me and he growled into my mouth. It was so fucking hot. I knew that we were loud and anyone could hear us but I didn’t care a bit. When I feel Brian inside of me nothing else matters to me. He held me firmly while I was riding him. We panted into each other’s mouths and had totally forgotten about that business dinner or the clients who were waiting for our return. I felt my climax overwhelming me and I could tell that Brian was close too. He grabbed my cock and after a few strokes I gave in. I shot my load on his bare stomach and chest. “Fuck, Justin!” He grunted as he filled the condom and grabbed my hips so tightly I thought he would never let go of his hold on me. I wouldn’t mind that a bit. When we finally got ourselves together we started to put on our clothes again. It wasn’t that easy considering that little space we had in the closet. When we finished he looked at me with an amazing smile and adjusted my tie gently. He kissed me on the lips once more and I opened the door to step out. I took a step and stopped immediately. Brian bumped into me. We saw Jerry standing in front of us with an amazed expression on his face. I was sure he was listening but our freshly fucked face left no doubt anyway. He started stammering something like, “Oh…here you are. I was just…taking a…looking for…” He blushed and turned on the tap. But I didn’t miss that visible bulge in his pants. “Well, I was just answering your former question.” Brian said with an innocent smile. Jerry looked at him uncomprehendingly and Brian went on; “This is why a successful and attractive ad-exec chooses a little kid…not to mention the other advantages of youth.” Jerry was just standing there defeated and we exited the bathroom. I felt so fucking pleased that Brian finally gave him what he deserved. Brian put his arm around my waist and we sat back to finish that ‘not so fucking boring’ business dinner. God, I love business dinners! Later, “J”