Thank you so much for the beta Becky! You rock! :) And special thanks to Helen for the idea! You're great!:) Chapter 11---------------- Shit, shit, shit. My diary was almost revealed. It hasn’t been found or anything, but diaries had been the subject of a conversation and it would have been enough for me to give my secret away. I’ve always been a terrible liar; especially when it’s Brian I should be lying to. He never buys it. Fortunately I could change the subject this time, but next time I may not be so lucky. I have to be more careful in the future; I can’t let anyone find it. The last couple of days have been pretty strange anyway; Brian and I had to face some things we’d never faced before. Some people might say that there’s nothing new to Brian, but I know better. There’s one certain subject he doesn’t know shit about. No, it’s not romance. Actually, he knows a lot about romance and he’s pretty good at it. Though he would obviously kill me for saying it. Well, one more reason why I can’t let him find my diary. No, the subject I’m talking about is much more complicated and mysterious than that. I’m talking about girls. Brian doesn’t know anything about girls. Neither do I for that matter. The whole thing started last Tuesday night when we were coming home from Babylon. After having a great time with our friends, we got incredibly turned on by the time we’d arrived home. We just couldn’t wait till we got to the loft; I felt Brian pressing me hard against the elevator’s wall while giving me a kiss I will always remember. I started to unbutton his shirt impatiently when the elevator stopped. We stepped out still kissing and moaning. Brian tried to find his keys but it wasn’t so easy for him with his eyes closed and me leaning against him. I was so desperate; I couldn’t let go of him. “Fuck me…fuck me…” I panted into his mouth while I was stroking the growing bulge in his pants. “Damn, Sunshine.” He said between kisses as he was still looking for the keys, “Give me a minute or we’ll never make it inside. I don’t mind fucking you in the stairway, but I don’t think that the neighbors would appreciate that. We don’t want them to call the police again, right?” I could barely hear what he was saying; I was kissing his neck, rubbing his erection and he tried to control his ragged breathing. At this point suddenly and unexpectedly a weak voice filled the dim stairway. First we didn’t even notice it, but then we heard again… “Justin?” The voice seemed somewhat familiar to me. At first Brian and I looked at each other then we turned to the direction we thought the voice had been coming from. We saw a lean figure sitting at the loft door with a huge bag. We got so lost in each other when we stepped out of the elevator; we didn’t notice that someone else was there too. At first I didn’t see the person clearly because of the dim lights of the stairway. Then I realized who our unexpected visitor was. “Molly?” I asked in disbelief. She’d never come to the loft before, “What are you doing here?” My sister didn’t speak at first, just stared at us with an amused look on her face. I blushed immediately; I found it so embarrassing that she’d seen me in such an intimate situation. Brian didn’t say a word, just waited for Molly’s reply. I stepped closer to Molly and I could see that she’d been crying. Crying a lot. Her eyes were red and puffy; her face still wet from tears. She opened her mouth and said, “Justin, I’m so sorry.” Before I could say anything, Brian cut in, “It’s okay. We’re going to finish it later. Don’t you worry about that.” I’m sure he just wanted to lighten the mood but I didn’t think it was appropriate at that moment. Molly didn’t seem to understand his remark, she was just looking at him blankly and confused. I didn’t blame her; she didn’t get to know Brian enough .She wasn’t used to his sarcastic sense of humor. She turned her head to look at me again and went on… “I’m sorry. I didn’t know where to go. I can’t go anywhere else.” And with that she started to cry again. I hunkered down beside her and turned her face to look at me. “What happened?” I asked as I wiped the rolling tears off her face. She was sobbing helplessly, I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Then I heard Brian saying quietly, “Are we going to stay out here all night?” Molly and I looked up at him expectantly. “Hey,” he said to Molly and gave her a reassuring smile, “Come on, get in.” He reached out for Molly’s hand. She accepted it shyly then let Brian pull her up. Brian grabbed her bag with his other hand and led Molly into the loft. Once inside, I told Molly to sit down on the couch. Brian went to the kitchen and I sat beside my sister and asked her to tell me what had happened. I saw the tears gathering in her eyes again, but this time she began to speak. “It’s…Dad.” I could feel the anger building up in my body just from hearing this one word. Dad. But it wasn’t time for reliving my personal grievances so I let her go on. “Mom went to Florida with her boyfriend for a couple of days. They left yesterday.” “Yeah, I remember her mentioning something like that. So?” I tried to help her as much as I could. “She wanted me to stay at Dad’s till she came back. I told her that I was old enough to be on my own for a few days. But since I’m not the best student at school and I have exams in a few weeks she wanted to make sure that I studied. It’s not my fault that school sucks. I don’t really care about it; there are so many other things I’d rather do.” “Okay, enough about school for now. Go on.” I really wanted to know why she was crying - what Dad had done this time. “So I went to Dad’s place yesterday; I wouldn’t say that he was too pleased to look after me, but he seemed to be okay with it.” She swallowed and continued, “ But his girlfriend…Dad is so crazy about her…She said something I didn’t like then we began to argue. She made me so pissed…finally I called her a bitch.” I don’t know what Brian was doing in the kitchen, but he tried to pretend that he wasn’t listening. But at this point he looked up and peered at Molly. She obviously got his attention. “So Dad slapped my face.” She added. “What?” I asked because I thought I misheard what she’d said. Dad had never hurt Molly before. “He hit me.” She said as her tears started rolling down on her face again. I gave her some tissues so that she could blow her nose. “What did you say?” I asked. “I…I don’t want to tell you Justin. Not now.” She said and looked away, “But believe me, I was right.” “I believe you.” I said and suddenly got an embarrassing feeling that somehow this whole thing had something to do with me. That’s why she didn’t want to tell me more about it. “So I packed and left. I don’t want to see him again.” She said but I knew she didn’t mean it; she’d been shocked. “I don’t want him to find me. So I can’t go home. And I can’t go to other relatives or friends he knows. He’ll be looking for me everywhere. If there’s a place he’d never set his foot in, it’s…this place.” “Can’t argue with that.” We heard Brian’s voice from the kitchen. “Okay, but no matter what an asshole he is, you should tell him that you’re okay so he won’t worry.” I told her. “I will. But not now. He’s probably called my cell a hundred times. I switched it off.” She said. “Are you going to call Mom and tell her about it?” “No!” She said with determination, “She’s been waiting for this holiday for weeks! I don’t want to fuck it up for her. ” I blinked a few times, because I’d never heard my sister cursing before. But, oh well, she’s almost a grown up. “And I’m sure as hell that Dad won’t be calling her. He wouldn’t be proud of what he did.” “So, what are you going to do?” I asked but I knew what would come. “I…I’ve been thinking about…asking you…and…” she looked in Brian’s direction, “and Brian of course…if I could stay here till Mom gets back.” She looked away and stared at the floor intently, “I won’t make any trouble I promise.” I really didn’t know what to say. First, it was Brian’s apartment therefore he was supposed to answer. It was his home and he shared it with me; and I couldn’t expect him to share it with everyone who wanted to stay. I knew how much this flat meant to him. But on the other hand Molly was my sister. And I would never be able to forgive myself if something bad happened to her. “Well, I don’t know Molly…” I started and I heard Brian coming our way slowly. Molly looked up at him; her eyes were almost begging. I stood up and asked Brian, “What do you say?” I didn’t know what he would say. We’d never shared the apartment with a third person before. Well, Gus had slept here occasionally, but that wasn’t the same. My question was hanging in the air and we were waiting for the answer. Brian looked at Molly with an inscrutable face. Then he finally asked, “Are you hungry?” Molly didn’t get it, just kept on staring. I knew that she would definitely have to learn the language Brian was using. “Hungry?” She asked, still looking confused. I laughed and told her, “It means you can stay Molly.” Brian got her something to eat and after she’d finished he put a blanket on the couch. “I don’t think that anyone without cock has ever slept on it before.” He said quietly more to himself than to us. But we’d heard it anyway. I looked at Molly and said, “So feel privileged.” “I do.” She answered with a smile “Thank you very much Brian.” Brian tried to look casual but I noticed the slight smile he tried to hide. I can’t even tell you how much I loved him at that moment. I’d always known what a big heart he had but I really didn’t expect him to be so caring to someone he barely knew. Especially to a girl. Brian and Molly didn’t know each other too well. They’d only met a few times but never really talked. I was a bit afraid of how they were going to get along since Brian was quite a challenge to live with. I hoped that everything would be okay. As I took the bedroom stairs I knew that our fuck-fest had been cancelled for that night. But I felt relieved to know that Molly was safe. Brian was sitting on the bed and I sat beside him. We looked toward the couch’s direction and saw Molly still sitting in silence. Brian said quietly, “I guess your sister needs you. Go and talk to her.” I nodded and kissed him. Then I said, “Thank you.” “Did I ever say no to a Taylor?” He asked with a smile than added quickly, “Apart from your father of course.” I laughed and covered him with the sheets. Then I went over to Molly and sat beside her. I could see how miserable she was. “I think I’m going to have a conversation with Dad.” I said quietly. “Oh no, Justin, please!” she started begging, “I don’t want him to know that I’ve told you this. Promise me you won’t talk to him, please?” I didn’t know why she looked so scared. I sighed and said, “Okay, but you promise me to call him tomorrow, okay? He has probably gone mad already.” She nodded and I told her to sleep. I waited till she fell asleep and then I headed back to the bedroom where Brian had already been sleeping too. The next morning was kind of a disaster really. It was almost impossible to wake Molly up and when she finally made it to the bathroom she spent almost a half an hour in there. “What the fuck is she doing in there?” Brian asked angrily because he was already late. “I don’t know.” I replied while I was making some breakfast for us, then I called out loudly, “Molly, would you hurry up?” No answer came. Brian stood up abruptly, murmuring something to himself while he was heading to the bedroom. He stopped as he reached the bathroom door and said in a loud voice: “You’ve got two minutes to get ready, young lady. And if you won’t…” He stopped as the door opened and Molly came out. “No worries, I’m ready.” She said with a smile and Brian rolled his eyes. After an extra quick breakfast they left. I knew that no matter how pissed Brian was at Molly he would give her a ride to school so that she wouldn’t be late. I was working on my latest piece at the loft that day; Brian came home early in the afternoon. I was surprised to see him at that hour. He threw his suitcase and coat on the kitchen counter then pressed my back against one of the pillars. “We started something yesterday and didn’t have a chance to finish.” He said seductively and my cock got hard instantly just from the look on his face. He grunted into my ear and his hot breath was giving me goose bumps, “Now, where were we…” He was kissing me like we hadn’t kissed for ages. Not that I was complaining. Then he pulled my t-shirt over my head and threw it away. He was so very turned on, I could hardly breathe. I felt his mouth all over me and I was pulling him as close as I could. I began to pull his shirt off of him when we heard the sound of the loft door. Molly and two other girls were watching us with their mouths open. We were staring back in silence. For a moment none of us said anything then Molly started to speak… “I…um…sorry…we’re just…we can come back later…” But the mood had been ruined anyway so I said, “It’s okay. Come in.” Brian pulled away and started to button his shirt and I picked my t-shirt up from the floor. “We didn’t want to interrupt anything…” Molly said and blushed. The other two girls just stared with an idiotic smile on their faces. “But you did, anyway.” Brian answered sternly as he put his coat back on and grabbed his suitcase. “I’m off to work.” He said without even looking back. “I’m so sorry Justin, is he mad at me?” Molly asked and she really looked embarrassed. I put my t-shirt on again and said, “No, he’s not, don’t worry. He’s just…he’s just had a bad day.” I felt so sorry for Molly I didn’t know what to say. I knew that she hadn’t done it on purpose; but I understood Brian, too. As a matter of fact I needed that fuck just as much as he did. But how should I have told Molly about it? Molly and her friends started to study and I got back to my work. But I couldn’t really concentrate on it. I was thinking about how long these few days would be. Later that evening when Brian arrived home Molly’s friends had already gone. I was afraid of Brian making a scene because of the former incident but he didn’t say a word about it. He brought some Thai food for the three of us and we had a surprisingly pleasant dinner. Much to Molly’s relief, he seemed to be pretty friendly to her and didn’t mention what had happened before. While Molly was watching TV I thought about going to Babylon with Brian and finish our unfinished business in the backroom. When I told him about it he said, “Yeah, I thought about that, too.” He looked in Molly’s direction, “But…” I knew exactly what he’d had on his mind, so I finished his sentence, “…you think we shouldn’t leave her alone here considering the special circumstances.” He nodded. I really didn’t think that Dad would come to the loft, but I could never be sure of anything when it comes to him. He would be able to show up with cops and accuse us of God only knows what. And I wanted to be there if that would happen. “Molly, did you call Dad?” I asked as I stepped beside her. “Yeah, in the morning. I told him I was okay. But I didn’t tell him that I stayed here. I told him not to worry and that I didn’t need him. ” She said still looking at the TV. “And? What did he say?” “Nothing. He hung up.” Was her casual answer. “Sounds like him.” I said bitterly and returned to the kitchen to help Brian clean up. I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn’t go back to sleep, just stared into the darkness of the loft. Suddenly I felt an insurmountable urge and I knew I couldn’t do anything about it. I realized that I hadn’t had sex for more than twenty-four hours. It was something that didn’t happen very often. And worst of all, I heard Brian breathing beside me; I could smell his special scent and feel the warmth of his body. I decided that it was an emergency. I looked at his beautiful frame for a while and then I whispered in his ear, “Brian,” he didn’t move so I whispered again, “Brian.” “Hmmm?” Was all he could manage as he turned his face to me with his eyes still closed. “I can’t do this Brian.” I said as quietly as I could. “What?” he asked not so quietly. “Ssshhh…don’t wake her up.” I whispered again, “I can’t do this. I want you to fuck me.” He lowered his voice, “There’s nothing I want more believe me, but not with your sister on the couch.” “It’s not like we’ve never done that in front of other people before.” I tried to convince him. “But never in front of women. Let alone your sister. That’s just fucking weird.” “And what if we do it without a sound?” I didn’t give up. He chuckled and said, “Sure Sunshine. In that case get some popcorn and coke for your sister; or even better, she could call some of her friends to come around and watch.” He noticed my confused expression and continued, “There’s no way you could make it without a sound. You’re louder than anyone else when it comes to fucking, even with your mouth filled.” I couldn’t say he wasn’t right. So I decided to change my tactics. I reached down to his groin and started to stroke his cock slowly. His body reacted immediately. “Nice try, but it’s not going to work.” He said but his quavering voice betrayed him, “No matter how hard you try.” “Well, I can try…even harder…” I added seductively as I was stroking him more intently. I heard his breathing getting heavier, “I can’t believe I’m saying this but, stop it.” He said and grabbed my hand. “Fine.” I said and pulled away. “I’m not going to beg you for it.” And with that I got out of bed and took a step toward the bathroom. “Hey, where are you going?” I heard Brian’s voice. “I guess I’ll have to take care of this myself.” I said as I pointed at my cock. “Don’t you fucking dare!” Brian tried hard to keep his voice down. He got out of bed too and stopped in front of me, “I tell you what. We are going to take care of it. Bathroom. Now.” He commanded. ‘Why didn’t I think of the bathroom earlier?’ I thought to myself. But I didn’t have much time to wonder. Brian closed the door behind us and stepped into the shower stall. Shit, Brian just got home. More to come, “J” End Of Chapter---------- Thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing!