“Help!” Michael shouted. Hunter frowned when he heard Michael yell. He got up from his bed and then made his way down to the living room. “What are you doing?” “Help me,” Michael said. “Call an ambulance,” he applied pressure on Ben’s throat where he was bleeding. “Okay,” Hunter ran over to the phone. “Shit, Michael move away,” he tried to push Michael away but the older man wasn’t budging. “Clean that blood off yourself.” “I can’t move, it will start to bleed again,” Michael said looking at Ben. “I’ll do it. I’ll take care of Ben,” Hunter said as he put his hands over the cut on Ben’s throat. “I got it. Now clean yourself up.” “I have to call an ambulance,” Michael said. “Right,” Hunter said. He looked back at Ben and couldn’t believe what was going on. “What happened?” “I have no clue,” Michael said. “He was like that when I came.” The paramedic arrived, rendered medical attention and transported Ben to the hospital. Michael was allowed to ride in the ambulance with his injured partner. Hunter went with them as well. By the time they got to the hospital Ben was already dead. “What do we do?” Hunter asked. “The cops keep asking me what happened.” “I came home and he was starring at me. I could feel it but I was ignoring him,” Michael said. “I knew something was wrong, but I just wanted to ignore him. I thought he was going to give me shit again about being out late. I asked him something and he never answered. I thought he was doing it on purpose so I looked at him and...I saw all the freaking blood.” “My god,” Hunter replied. He hadn’t even realized he had started to cry as Michael was recounting the events. Michael looked at him and hugged him. “Shh, it’s okay.” Hunter pulled back and cleaned his tears. “The blood,” he said in a frightened tone. “What?” Michael asked confused. “Did it get into your mouth or eyes?” Hunter asked worried. “No,” Michael assured him. “Any cuts in your hands?” Hunter asked. “No!” Michael yelled. He took a deep breath and counted to ten. “I’m okay, Hunter.” Hunter started crying again. He threw himself at Michael. “What the fuck happened?” “I don’t know,” Michael told him. He moved the teen into a chair so that he could try and help the boy regain some control. It didn’t matter what he said, Hunter wouldn’t stop crying. Michael let him cry until Hunter was drained. Then there was nothing but deadly silence filling the room. “Excuse me,” Terrance said. Michael opened his eyes and looked at Hunter that was sleeping with his head resting on his lap. “Can I talk to you?” Terrance asked him. Michael nodded and got up making sure not to wake the adolescent. “What do you need?” Michael asked. “I want to know what happened with Ben Bruckner,” Terrance told him. “He was your partner.” “Yeah,” Michael said somewhat in a daze. “What happen?” Terrance asked. “I got home and he was sitting on the sofa,” Michael said. “We had fought earlier that morning and I was pissed at him,” he stayed silent for a few seconds. “I was trying to ignore him when I walked in, but he as so still, so quiet. When I looked closer I saw that he was bleeding. I noticed all the blood a few minutes after I had arrived home.” “Then you called an ambulance?” Terrance asked. “I was trying to put pleasure in the bleeding,” Michael said. “Hunter came down and helped me. We called the ambulance but...he’s dead.” “I’m really sorry,” Terrance said, as he scratched the back of his head. “Do you know of anyone who would want to harm him?” Michael paused and briefly Duncan’s name flashed across his mind. “No.” “Are you sure?” Terrance questioned. “Yeah,” Michael told him. “I am.” “I see,” Terrance put his pad a way and took out a card. “We were in the apartment. It didn’t look like he struggled.” Michael rubbed his face. “Who else was in the house?” the detective asked. “Hunter and I think Justin,” Michael said. Terrance frowned and nodded. “Can I talk to Hunter?” “No,” Michael said. Terrance arched a brow. “Not now,” Michael amended. “He’s been through enough for one day.” “Okay,” Terrance said and handed his card to Michael. “Call me.” Michael nodded and pushed the card in his pockets. He looked at his watch and sighed. He had been there for two hours. He decided to call Brian. *** “Please,” Justin pleaded. “No,” Brian told him. He grabbed the blond and kissed him hard. “I’ll just go see what has happened and then I’ll come back.” “But I could go with you,” Justin pointed out. Brian grabbed his keys and looked at Justin. “You would only distract me.” Justin smiled from ear to ear. “I’ll be back in no time,” Brian kissed him on the lips softly. “Now, be a good boy and close the door when I leave.” Justin nodded. Brian decided to take the stairs. He got in his Jeep and drove to the hospital. He didn’t know what the fuck was going on this time and Michael didn’t want to tell him. At least he didn’t have to worry that there was something wrong with Justin. He arrived at the hospital and went to the first floor where he found Michael sitting in a chair. “Michael,” he said softly. Michael got up and walked over to him. “Hey.” “What’s going on?” Brian asked. “Is that Hunter?” Michael looked at Hunter who was sleeping in the chair with his back turned to them. “Yeah,” he sighed. “Oh my god,” Brian said. “It’s Ben okay?” Michael sighed and shook his head. “What happen?” Brian asked. “Did he get sick again?” “He’s dead,” Michael whispered. Brian stayed still for a few seconds then calmly asked, “What happened?” “Someone killed him, Brian,” Michael told him. “What?” Brian asked taken aback. Until that point he thought that Ben had gotten sick again and hadn’t made it. Brian pinched the bridge of his nose and then noticed the blood on Michael. “Fuck, no way.” “Yes,” Michael muttered. “It’s true.” “How the fuck did it happen?” Brian asked as he started pacing. “I don’t know,” Michael said. “I came home and he was...just bleeding. I don’t know what the fuck happened.” “Fuck!” Brian hissed and reached for his cell phone. “This is not right,” he dialed a number. “Who the fuck are you calling?” Michael asked. “Justin,” Brian said. “I left him alone in the loft.” Michael rubbed his face and sat down. He wrapped his arms around himself. “Justin,” Brian said. “I’ll be home soon. Just lock the door and don’t open for nothing in the world. Do you hear me?” “Yes,” Justin said. “What’s going on?” “I’ll tell you when I get there,” Brian said and hung up. He sat next to his friends and sighed. “Are you okay?” Michael nodded. “I’m fine.” Brian frowned and tried to touch Michael. Michael bolted from the chair and yelled. “I said I was fine. Fuck!” “Okay,” Brian replied and got up as well. “We have to take Hunter home,” Michael said. “He fell asleep.” “Okay,” Brian told him. He tried to put an arm around Michael but his friend pushed him away again. “Let’s just go,” Michael told him. “I don’t know what you are thinking,” Brian told him. “But you have to calm down. I’m here you help you Michael.” Michael bit his lower lip. “Let’s just go, Brian.” Terrance was watching them from afar. He thought that something was definitely going on. *** Justin knocked on the door and then went in. “I don’t want anything,” Michael said with his back to whoever was on the door. “It’s me,” Justin said. Michael looked back and nodded. Justin closed the door and then he went and sat with Michael. “I’m sorry,” he said looking at Michael. Michael shook his head and quietly said, “I am not as heart broken as I should be.” Justin frowned. “Are you sure you are okay?” the blond asked. “Yeah,” Michael smiled as wide as he could. “I’m terrific.” “But Ben is dead,” Justin said. “I thought you would be crying over Ben even if it was just a little bit. He was your partner.” “You know I didn’t love him,” Michael said. “Not like everyone thinks I did.” “Yeah,” Justin muttered, Michael had told him once. “I’m just scared,” Michael confessed. “What if it was Duncan?” “Jesus Fuck,” Justin shook his head then stared at Michael. “You think?” Michael rubbed his face. “I have no fucking clue.” “I don’t think it was him,” Justin said. “He wanted me to leave Ben,” Michael said. “I mean, he never said a thing but I knew.” “Jesus,” Justin shook his head. “It can’t be. I mean, he looks like a nice guy.” “Great,” Michael scoffed. “Those are usually the psychopaths.” “I look nice,” Justin pointed out. Michael laughed and put an arm around Justin’s shoulder. “Yeah, you do.” Justin rolled his eyes. “Michael.” “What?” Michael asked and pulled Justin closer to him. He kissed him and moaned into the kiss. “We can’t,” Justin told him. “Why not?” Michael asked. “I’m trying to deal with my suffering and you are helping. What’s wrong with that?” Justin caressed Michael’s face and then kissed him. They wrapped their arms around each other and fell back in the bed. Michael quickly got on top of Justin. He reached for the blond’s cock. They suddenly stopped when the door opened. “Fuck,” Michael said getting up from the bed. “Looks like what you were about to do,” Brian said dryly. “This doesn’t mean anything,” Justin said as he sat up quickly. “I’m sorry.” Brian and Michael looked at each other with weary smiles. Brian hugged Michael and kissed him quickly on the lips. “Go, before I rip your balls for touching him.” Michael laughed and teasingly replied, “yeah right.” Justin took a deep breath happy that Brian and Michael weren’t fighting. Brian sat next to him. “What were you doing?” “Giving moral support?” Justin asked a bit nervous. Brian laughed but then got serious. “Don’t think anything bad, Brian,” Justin told him. “It was nothing.” “If you are getting bored with me,” Brian started. “No way!” Justin told him getting up. “It’s not like that! Jesus, Brian. You fuck guys all the time I was just...I haven’t been with as many people as I have said and I was kind of caught by surprise. It felt good and...I don’t know what I am saying,” Justin muttered. He didn’t want to piss Brian off or make the brunet leave him. Brian arched a brow. “I rarely need anybody else, Brian,” Justin told him. “Michael is a friend and I don’t know. I wanted to help him I guess. Jeez...that sounds so bad like I was taking advantage of the situation.” Brian grinned as he looked at Justin frowning. “It’s okay. And the say you take advantage of Mikey will be a cold day in hell.” “I don’t think we should be talking about this here,” Justin said. “Whatever,” Brian said. “I’m not going downstairs again. Everyone is a fucking mess.” “Ben died, Brian,” Justin pointed out. “I know that, Justin,” Brian told him. “But no one liked Ben. They are a bunch of hypocrites.” “We can stay here,” Justin said lying down on the bed again. Seconds later, Brian was on top of the blond. Minutes later the door opened and Michael went inside. He locked it and got in the bed as well. “Did you guys solve the situation?” Michael asked. “You shouldn’t fight over me. There is enough of me to go around.” Justin laughed. “I already had you,” Brian retorted. “Oh, but we could have an orgy now,” Michael suggested as he got behind Brian. “Jesus,” Justin said. “He’s as bad as you are.” “Shut up,” Brian said caressing Justin’s hair. “Are you okay?” Justin asked as he caressed Michael’s hand. “Yeah,” Michael said and hugged his best friend tightly by the waist. There was total silence at first but then Michael started crying. Justin sat up startled while Brian turned around and hugged his friend. Justin watched them and then got behind Michael. He kissed him on the cheek and hugged him as well. *** “The food is delicious,” Lindsay said as she looked at Daphne. “Justin helped me prepare it,” Daphne told her. “It’s really good,” Emmett said. Daphne smiled and nodded. “We are going to need more cups here,” Ted said. “I am missing two.” “I’ll go get them,” Daphne said getting up. Justin got up as well and followed her friend. When they were in the kitchen Justin grabbed a soda from the fridge. “What’s with you, Daphne?” “Nothing,” Daphne told him. “You seem uncomfortable,” Justin pointed out. “Is just,” Daphne sighed. “Didn’t you see them?” “What?” Justin asked. “They were acting like nothing happened,” Daphne said. “I know that we had planned this dinner a while ago but...they are not even wearing black. They are in there laughing like nothing ever happened, even making jokes.” Justin rolled his lips inside his mouth. “Ben just died like a week ago,” Daphne said. “Michael just left and you and I know what he’s going to do.” “He’s coping,” Justin suggested. “Jesus,” Daphne shook her head. “I just...I feel weird because of all that has happened.” Justin nodded. “It was tragic,” he said. “But I can’t be sad about it. I barely knew him.” “What about them? They don’t seem like they are missing him,” Daphne said. “What do you want me to do about it, Daphne?” Justin asked. Daphne shrugged. “I’m only saying. It just looks so bad.” “I know,” Justin sighed. “God, I had a fight with him that day. I can’t stop thinking about that.” “What?” Daphne asked. “You guys fought. You and Ben?” “Yeah,” Justin opened the can of soda. “He told me that Brian and I would never be anything. That I was wasting my time, basically.” Daphne bit her lower lip. “I bet you got mad.” “You have no idea,” Justin told her. “I wanted to...” “Kill him?” Daphne asked. “Yeah,” Justin shook his head. “Fuck, now he is dead and I wish that we hadn’t fought.” “I bet,” Daphne took a deep breath. She knew the blond was going to feel guilty about that. “Look if he was anything like he was with me then I can understand why they don’t seem that affected,” Justin said. “Plus I think they mentally prepared themselves for a day like this.” “What are you talking about?” Daphne asked. “He was HIV positive,” Justin told her. “Jesus,” Daphne shook her head. “Yeah,” Justin said feeling really bad thinking about the fight he had with Ben. “Wow,” Daphne said dryly. “That’s...something.” “I feel so bad,” Justin said and pouted. Daphne went over to Justin and hugged him showing her support. She kissed him on the lips quickly like she had done many times before. “Hey,” Brian said entering the kitchen. “What the fuck are you two doing?” Justin jumped back startled. “Jeez, Brian. You scared me.” Daphne frowned as she looked at the brunet. Brian was glaring at her. There was no way that the brunet was jealous about them hugging. He had seen them before. Justin put his soda away before he went and hugged Brian. Daphne said feeling really uncomfortable by the way that Brian was looking at her. She knew there was something with the brunet. “I’m sorry about what happened to your friend, Brian.” “He wasn’t my friend,” Brian shrugged and licked his lips as he looked at the blond. “I’m supposed to get some cups,” Daphne told them. “We’ll let you do that,” Brian assured her as he pulled Justin with him. “Yeah,” Justin said. “Just go tell them that I am on my way,” Daphne called after them. She went to the counter and then opened the cabinet and took out a bottle of scotch. She opened it and took a sip from the bottle. She breathed deeply and put the bottle back where it was. She reached inside her pocket for her cell phone and then hit the number that had been staring back at her all week. She knew it by heart now. “Perry speaking,” the voice at the other end said. “Hello, Detective Terrance?” Daphne sighed. “I guess. I need someone to talk to.” “Why me?” Terrance asked. “I’m trying to do the right thing,” Daphne said and frowned when she heard someone walking her way. “I’m not sure about this but there is something you should know. I think it might be something. I have to go,” she hung up quickly and then looked back. She could have sworn she heard someone walking her way. She moved to get the cups. “Hey,” Melanie said coming inside. “I thought you were going to get us some cups.” “Yeah,” Daphne said. “I’m just a little out of sorts today. I couldn’t remember where I had put them.” “Let me help you out,” Melanie told her smiling. “Were you there just minutes ago?” Daphne asked as she removed some cups from inside the plastic bag. “No,” Melanie said. “Oh,” Daphne swallowed and hoped that things would get solve soon. She didn’t want anyone else getting hurt, especially Justin. *** “I’m so horny, Brian,” Justin said as he pushed against Brian. “Let’s go, please.” “Fine,” Brian told him. “Say goodbye to whoever you want. I’ll wait for you in the car.” Justin took a couple of deep breaths and then went back inside the house. “We are going to go, guys.” “Have fun,” Hunter told him with a cheekily smile. Justin turned a little bit red. He hugged a few people and was out of the apartment. He told Daphne that he was going to stay with Brian for the night and not to worry about him. He climbed into the Jeep with Brian and they took off. “I want you to fuck me so hard,” Justin said as he leaned close to Brian. Then he stuck his tongue inside the brunet’s hear. Brian was rock hard. He pushed Justin into his seat and then stopped at the red light. “Behave.” “I don’t want to be good,” Justin protested as his hand reached for Brian’s cock. “Mmm.” Brian smiled and threw his head back. He let Justin have some fun until someone honked at them. “Shit,” he took off again. He was driving as fast as he could go trying to reach the loft. “Oh shit,” Justin said as he reached for his seatbelt when he heard the siren behind them. “Fuck,” Brian hissed. He stopped at the curve and waited. The officer stood next to the Jeep and knocked on Brian’s window. Brian lowered the window and arched a brow. “Do you know how fast you were going?” the officer asked. “No,” Brian told him. “Sixty five in a twenty five zone,” the officer took out his notebook. He looked at Brian and knew that man wasn’t dangerous. “License and registration,” he ordered nonetheless. “Jesus Christ,” Justin said as he put his forehead against his window. “Where were you headed?” the officer asked as he took the papers that Brian was handing him. “Home,” Brian said gripping the wheel hard. “Okay,” the officer. “Here is your ticket and I am warning you to step off the gas for your own safety, sir.” Brian nodded and watched as the officer walked back to his car and then left. “Fuck!” “Can we go home now?” Justin asked. Brian nodded and headed home. This time he drove within the speed limit. “Finally!” Justin yelled when they arrived. He undid his belt and got out of the Jeep. Brian and Justin ran into the building, their desires building with each step. They took the stairs not wanting to lose any time. As soon as they were inside they attacked each other. Brian wanted to be inside the blond. Not waiting, he picked Justin up and carried him to the bedroom. “Hurry up,” Justin said as he got naked. There wasn’t time to foreplay, they just wanted some relief. Brian grabbed a condom and put it on. He pulled Justin by the legs to have him closer. He kissed him and then turned him face down. “Hand and knees, Sunshine.” Justin obeyed him and soon enough Brian was buried deep inside of him. He took a couple of deep breath, it was not often, but occasionally Brian liked to fuck him without lube. “So good,” Brian said and pulled almost all the way out before he pushed inside hard. “God!” Justin yelled as he gripped the sheets. His hole squeezed around Brian’s cock never wanting the hard shaft to leave him. Brian grabbed Justin by the hair and then started moving faster and faster. He knew Justin loved to be handled like that. His blond liked to be dominated and he loved to please the blond. He pushed Justin on his shoulder and gripped his hips tightly. “Brian,” Justin shouted. He was so close to just falling over the edge. “What is it?” Brian asked him already knowing really well what Justin needed. The blond wanted to be kissed. “Please,” Justin begged as he turned his head to the side. Brian leaned down and captured Justin’s mouth in a searing kiss. His hand reached for the blond’s cock and found Justin’s hand already there. He pushed hard inside Justin while he jerked him off and Justin could only scream his pleasure. “Fuck me,” Justin said over and over again. Brian bit the blond’s lower lip. Justin fought with his arms, his lips and his tongue. He pushed back with all his might, trying to find the pleasure that only Brian could give to him. “Fuck!” Justin hissed when Brian scrapped him with his teeth on the back of the neck. The sensation ran all over his body; it gave him the shove he was looking for. Brian closed his eyes and gripped the smaller man’s hips. He felt the tightness around him and it was pure bliss. “Jus,” he whispered as he kept jabbing inside the blond. Justin was in another world. His eyes were closed as his being crashed back down to earth. Brian was looking at him and when Justin opened his eyes he closed his. His body shook with his orgasm and he sagged on top of the blond. “Is it always going to be so good?” Justin asked running his fingers through Brian’s hair. Brian stayed silent. He pulled out of Justin and got on his knees. He took off the condom and then looked at Justin who was turning around. “Did you have a good time at Daphne’s?” Justin asked. Brian threw the condom away and then lay next to Justin. “Sure.” “Me too,” Justin said. “They like her.” Brian just nodded and kissed Justin on the temple. He closed his eyes and threw a hand over Justin. Justin smiled and closed his eyes as well. In no time he was sleeping, feeling happy and safe. Minutes later Brian got up and reached for his cell phone. “Hello,” Michael said. “Are you alone?” Brian asked him. “Yeah,” Michael told him. “How are you?” Brian asked. There was total silence then, “I’m okay, don’t worry about me, Brian.” “I’m going over there,” Brian said knowing that his best friend needed him. “Okay,” Michael said and hung up. Brian got dressed in silence. He was watching the blond the whole time. When he was ready he kissed Justin on the forehead. “I love you,” he whispered and then he left.