Brian’s POV I had a shitty evening. I had seen a blain on my chin. My hairstyle wasn’t perfect. The beam was drunken up already. And into the bargain weasel fiddled like crazy with the violin that he bought with MY money. So it was my own fault that my ears were almost falling off now. Could it still get any worse? When it knocked on my door I expected Mikey. He already had called me today and wailed that he had problems in his relationship. Bah, as if I would care about that. “Hey, I’m not in the mood for your cant.” I yelled when I opened the door. “Oh sorry, but I won’t whine. I just wanted to let you know that you can have Ethan. I won’t be in your way anymore.” Justin said to my surprise. He turned around and wanted to go again. But I could still grab his arm. “Hey, where do you want to go. Stay!” Before he could protest I had already dragged him into my apartment. I planned to have a talk with Justin. And the neighbors didn’t need to listen. “So, tell me. What should I do with Ethan?” I asked confused. “Ah, come on! I noticed that you have the hots for him. I’m not dumb and I’m not blind.” “Oh, I think you are.” “What the fuck? I’m not here that you can insult me! Ethan already did that!” Justin exploded. But before he could completely fly off the handle and slap me, I interrupted him. “I mean, you must be blind because you didn’t see that I was crazy for you, and only for you. I don’t want your boyfriend. Gee, he is not my taste at all. Speaking of, what do you mean, he did insult you? What did that fucker do to you?” Justin’s POV Huh? I starred skeptically at him. Could he be honest? His beautiful eyes seemed sincere. But damn, what did I know about that guy? He could be a very good actor. Oh yeah, and then I remembered something. “But that day - when Eth played some extravaganza and I made dinner, you got a hard on. And you have been alone with him in the living room. So don’t tell me he didn’t turn you on.” “Oh sunshine.” He chuckled. “I got the hard on when I starred at your perfect bubble butt. So my woody was only for you.” “So, that means, you never wanted Ethan?” “Never!!” Brian grabbed my hands, and suddenly I was sitting in his lap. It was pretty comfortable. So I didn’t protest. “I only wanted you, from the moment I bumped into you.” He whispered and ran his finger slowly over my lips. My stomach made somersaults and my skin started to tingle. Fuck, what was happening to me? “But…you complimented him. You seemed to be in love with his music and you even gave him the money for a new violin.” I still didn’t trust him. I had been so convinced that he wanted my boyfriend - ahm EX-boyfriend. “I just wanted to get rid of him. I had hoped to be alone with you. And yes, I only pretended to like his music, so I had a chance to be close to you. The address I gave him was fake too, by the way.” “Oh.” I was so surprised about his answer that I couldn’t say more. “Tell me, what did he do to you?” He whispered. It sounded so tenderly. And I couldn’t hold off anymore. I told him about the fight with Ethan. “….And he told me that now on our anniversary.” I finished. And fuck, I cried. “Hey, Ian is the biggest idiot on earth. He isn’t worth crying over. And did you ever really look at him? When was the last time he washed his hair? No wonder that you aren’t attracted to him. Who in their right mind would enjoy sex with Ian? Brrr. You know, we should show him what a sex bomb you can be. How passionately you can be when you are in bed with the right man.” He whispered and suddenly he kissed me again. “We shouldn’t do that…” I whispered weakly. “Tell me a good reason, why not? You are a free man now.” Well, he was right. I couldn’t think of a reason that argue against it. My legs were getting shaky as Brian moved from my lips to my neck. And then he found that spot. The spot behind my ear that drove me crazy with lust. I didn’t even knew that I had an erogenous zone. Ethan never found it. I moaned as Brian sucked my skin into his mouth, marking me before he led me to his bedroom. Ethan’s POV WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT??!! The fucking people were screaming so loud, they drowned even the notes of my violin. I tried to concentrate and play even louder. But it was impossible. “Harder, harder! Oh yeah, just like that.” “Damn, you are tight. Oh fuck…yeah, so tight.” I couldn’t hear it anymore. I threw my violin at the couch and put my hands over my ears. But suddenly I realized something. The guy who was getting fucked, sounded like … like Justin. But that couldn’t be. Justin was never so “noisy” in bed. “Oooh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Oh my god, it WAS Justin. I was completely shocked and I plopped onto the couch. I must have lost my mind. “Harder Brian, uuuh.” The moans continued while I slumped down.