Justin grunted as he rolled from the edge of the bed to the middle and landed with half of his body on top of Brian’s. Justin smiled once he awoke in his new position and opened his eyes. He lifted his head and licked his lips as he stared at the sleeping beauty below him. “What are you doing?” Brian asked with his eyes closed. “You’re beautiful when you’re sleeping,” Justin whispered and moved to kiss the brunet. Brian wrapped his arms around Justin’s waist and pulled him on top of himself. His hands ran down Justin’ s back until he reached the man’s butt. He squeezed the globes and one hand reached out for more. “Bri,” Justin purred as Brian’s fingers brushed against his hole. “Like it?” Brian asked with an amused smile as Justin thrust his hips against him. There was a knock on the door and they both groaned. “Brian,” Ethan shouted. “Are you up?” “Fuck off!” Brian hissed. “The new guys are here,” Ethan said as he opened the door and snuck his head inside. “Ethan!” Justin yelled as he got off Brian and reached for the sheets. Then he grabbed one of the pillows and threw it at the younger Kinney. “Get the fuck out!” Ethan laughed as he left. Brian sighed and got up from bed with great reluctance. He walked towards the bathroom to take a shower. “He can be such an idiot sometimes,” Justin said scrubbing his face. He smiled when he heard the shower. He followed the captain into the smaller place. “What are you doing?” Brian asked when Justin kneeled in front of him. “Finishing what we started,” Justin told him seductively. Brian groaned and threw his head back to let Justin do whatever he wanted. It didn’t take much manipulation from Justin for Brian to spill his juices into the blond’s mouth. Then he returned the favor before they actually started cleaning up. The brunet was the first to be ready thanks to Justin’s meticulous administration of hair products. Brian got out and grabbed one of the towels. “Get out already. They’re plenty of things to do around the boat.” “So, you’re in one of those moods,” Justin said smirking. “I’m not,” Brian assured him. “If you hurry up you can work with the captain this lovely morning.” Justin laughed as he stopped the water and got out of the shower. He dried off quickly and got dressed as fast as he could. He was hungry as hell and hoped that anyone had cooked but Ryan. Then he couldn’t help but smile knowing he would be working with Brian all day; if he was going to be able to concentrate was another matter. “What do we have here?” Brian asked as he stood next to Michael. “Not much,” Michael informed him. “Franck! What the fuck are you doing?! Get down here and do what I told you to do!” Franck nodded and lowered himself from the top deck to the one where Michael was standing. Then he went to retrieve some boxes which were lying around. “Ethan was shouting something about the new crew,” Brian said as he grabbed his hair and pushed it back. The wind was throwing it in every direction. “Here,” Justin said handing him his red bandana which he had grabbed before they had left the chamber. Brian immediately placed it on his forehead and tied the back, in an attempt to tame his hair. “They’re around here somewhere,” Michael said. “James hand picked one of them. The other one is a friend of Boris. Oh, hey you two come here!” Brian watched as the two tall men walked his way. One had really light skin with dark hair and a few freckles on his face. He had a bit of a tan but not much. The other one had blond hair with a darker skin color and his face had a visible scar from his right temple running to the middle of his right cheek which made him look hotter and dangerous. “These are Luke Matheson and Brendan Rivers,” Michael said. “Brendan has had experienced dealing with all kinds of injuries.” Brian nodded slowly as he watched Brendan, the dark haired man. “Welcome aboard,” Justin said smiling at them. Brendan smiled at the blond. He really liked the young man who was standing in front of him. The man was a blond beauty that he couldn’t wait to get to know better. “Let me get something clear,” Brian said as he took a step forward. He had been watching the new men admire his blond specially Brendan, and realized he needed to assert his authority. “No matter what happens you will always follow my rules.” Brendan and Luke nodded. “I’m always right,” Brian said. Michael rolled his eyes while Justin tried not to laugh. “We’re one big family and we share everything that we find at sea,” Brian informed them. “Except if it’s something you have bought with your own savings. Understand?” Brendan nodded as he watched the man. He had left his previous captain because the man was beyond horrible and unfair. Brian seemed a bit strict but he seemed honorable to him. Justin couldn’t help but to look at Brian and feel so attracted to the man’s display of power and authority. He loved watching Brian give orders. “We don’t leave anyone behind if it can be helped,” Brian related. He rubbed his lips with his index finger. “You have to obey everyone else on this yacht since you two are the last to join the crew.” “No problem,” Brendan said and his eyes darted to look at Justin once again. Luke just shrugged. Boris had already told him about the rules and what was acceptable behavior. He was happy he had a job. He would have a warm bed, but more importantly a relatively safe haven where he could become a crew member without having to look over his shoulder. “The next rule is quite new but very important,” Brian said taking another step towards them but his eyes were fixed on Brendan. “If you value your life you will keep away from my boy. That would be the blond you’re staring at,” he said in a deadly tone. The words were meant more for Brendan than anyone else. Justin arched a brow and smiled a bit. Brian was so jealous and he so totally loved it. “Aye, aye, captain,” Luke said to Brian. Michael looked at Brendan who was just staring back at Brian. He really hoped that the man wasn’t going to be a problem. They really needed the guy. “Aye, aye, captain,” Brendan finally let out. Brian nodded and moved away. Justin grinned and followed his man. He loved it when Brian got protective over him. The blond then suspecting all his movements were being watched looked back again to where Brendan was standing. He arched his brows and stopped walking when he noticed that Brendan had been staring at him and smiling. Justin smiled back before he resumed his gait and followed Brian. *** “That’s very nice,” Brendan said as he stood behind the blond who was on the top deck painting. Justin smiled and nodded. “Thanks.” Brendan walked closer to the blond. “I didn’t know you painted so beautifully.” “It’s only one of my many talents,” Justin said with a big smile. Brendan smiled back in open admiration of the young blond. “You’re very beautiful.” Justin’s cheek turned red at the flattery. He didn’t even know what to answer to such a bold declaration. “So, you’re like our new doctor,” Justin said, deciding it was best to change the subject. “Something to that effect,” Brendan said. Justin nodded slowly. “James used to be the one who would take care of everyone on board. He was a good practitioner but an even better friend.” “Maybe you and I can be friends as well,” Brendan offered. “I would like that,” Justin informed him. “I don’t have many friends. Just Andrew and Sam, I mean the others talk to me but it’s not the same. I think they’re too intimidated by Brian so they’re afraid to talk to me. Most prefer to treat me with kid gloves or keep me at a distance.” “Why is that?” Brendan asked. “They are pirates,” Justin said. “And they think I’m a snob that can’t do much, some of them at least.” “I see,” Brendan muttered. “Yeah,” Justin said. “Others just think I get a better treatment and ignore me altogether,” Justin related. “Then there is Michael and Ted but they are more Brian’s friends.” “Why do they think you get a better treatment?” Brendan asked. “Well,” Justin said licking his lips. “When they don’t agree on something, they fight. You should see them punching each other, tackling each other, pointing guns at each other and so many other things,” Justin related. “If they did that to me…” “Brian would kill them,” Brendan finished for the blond. “Exactly,” Justin replied. “So,” Brendan said frowning. “Why did you have a black and blue the other days? Does Brian hit you?” “Brian would never,” Justin spat out insulted with the words that Brendan was saying. “It was Ethan if you must know.” “Brian’s brother,” Brendan said. “Yeah,” Justin said. “Ethan is...he’s another story. We fight all the time and at first Brian would kick his ass even if I got in a few good punches. Now he just gets annoyed when we fight and when someone complains to him about the other he tells us to fix it ourselves.” “So, you two have become like two brothers,” Brendan said smirking. “I wouldn’t go that far,” Justin commented. The two of them talked a bit more while Justin continued painting. He would laugh at some things Brendan told him and be serious an attentive with other remarks. He couldn’t stop himself from stealing glances at the new man. He had a body that almost rivaled Brian’s. Then there was something in Brendan’s searing gaze that he was drawn to. Almost like a moth to a flame, but hopefully Justin thought without the disastrous end results. “You know,” Brendan said getting closer. “I know I shouldn’t say this and I’m not supposed to even think it but god...I want nothing but to kiss you.” Justin felt a hot current run all over his body at the man’s words. He swallowed and put his brush down. “I don’t know what to say.” Brendan caressed Justin’s face and without thinking about it twice he kissed Justin. The blond wrapped one arm around Brendan’s back and pulled him closer. He felt a bit dizzy with the new scent invading his nostrils. Then he moaned when the brunet slipped his tongue inside of him. Justin pulled back and took a deep breath. He blinked rapidly a few times before he stepped back shaking his head. “What?” Brendan asked. “I can’t,” Justin informed him. “Oh my god. What have I done?” “It feels right,” Brendan told him. “You know it does.” “No,” Justin said. “I was...I was curious. That’s all.” Brendan smiled and his thumb ran over Justin’s lower lip. “Want to keep discovering what else there could be in my kisses, my touch?” he asked and neared the blond once again. “I want nothing but to have you in my arms and make you mine.” Justin cleared his throat as his cock twitch. Then he smiled a bit. “I can’t,” Justin muttered. “He will kill us both.” Brendan caressed Justin’s face then wanting nothing but to posses the fair skin man. “We could be quiet about it.” “I belong to him. He purchased me and now he owns me, body and soul. But the thing is he never needed the money to seal our bond. He was the proprietor to my heart from the moment I met him,” Justin said. “And I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Brendan frowned, as the reality of Justin’s words hit their intended target; to stop him from going further. “I love him,” Justin informed the man. “I’m sorry.” “I thought you were his slave,” Brendan said a bit too harshly. Justin narrowed his eyes at Brendan. “Fuck off. I’m free to go and come as I please. I’m his equal in every way that matters so don’t forget it. I love him as much as he loves me. Now take your hands off of me. ” “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” Brendan replied as he pulled his hand away. “Justin.” “No,” Justin hissed. “Leave now, please.” Brendan hesitated but finally turned around and left. Justin stood there not sure what had happened. He couldn’t believe he had dared to kiss someone else on Brian’s boat. It was suicidal to say the least. He sighed and touched his lips. If Brian ever found out he was going to be in big trouble. *** “Stop drinking and come down with me,” Justin said. “Not now,” Brian grunted and reached for another beer. Justin rolled his eyes and got up from the table. He knew that Brian was trying to prove he was a tough captain because they had two new members on board. He was sick and tired of it. He wanted to retire to their chambers so Brian would fuck him senseless. In his opinion Brian didn’t have to prove anything, he was a bad motherfucker and the day Brian woke up in one of his moods they would surely find out all about it. “Hey, Justin, can we talk?” Brendan asked. Justin swallowed and nodded. “Sure, what’s up?” “Look, about what happened,” Brendan said and sighed. “I just wanted to apologize. I was out of line.” Justin nodded. “Apology accepted.” Brendan was glad. “Could we still be friends?” Justin had no problem with that. “I don’t see why not.” “Hey,” Henry said seemingly appearing out of nowhere. “I was looking for you. I need your help,” he said as he looked at Brendan. “Hey, Jus.” Justin smiled at the man and watched them go. He pouted as he kept on walking. He stopped when he reached the back of the yacht and looked up at the sky. He smiled as the dark sky stared back at him. Sometimes it was so quiet and peaceful it was nothing but perfection all around him. After a while he went back to the table but Brian wasn’t there; no one was. He went to their chambers but didn’t find the brunet. He looked in the Jacuzzi since Brian had a tendency of getting drunk and wanting to go into water, that or fucking him senseless. “Hey, what are you doing up so late?” Michael asked. “Everyone’s going to sleep.” Justin shrugged. “Where is Brian?” Michael shrugged as he got out a joint. “I think I last saw him in the kitchen. He was saying something to the effect of how you escape there when no one is looking to eat the whole fridge.” Justin laughed. “Jesus, he’s crazy.” “You do eat a lot,” Michael pointed out. “Night, Michael,” Justin said choosing to ignore the man’s comment. He got to the kitchen and apparently he did it so quietly that Brian didn’t hear him or see him. The man was with his back to the fridge and Luke was standing way too close to him. Justin just stared unable to pull away. He put a hand over his mouth as Luke kneeled in front of Brian and the brunet put his hand on the back of Luke’ s neck. Justin shook his head and in a flash was rushing out of there. He was running not sure why because he was, after all, on a damn yacht in the middle of the ocean. “Whoa,” Ethan said as the blond collided with him and they were knocked onto the floor. “What the fuck is your problem, you ass?” “I’m sorry,” Justin whispered. Ethan arched a brow as he got up. Then he extended his hand and Justin took it. He helped the young man get up and didn’t let go of Justin. He could see that Justin had been crying. He wondered what the fuck Brian had done or if someone else had hurt the blond. He tried talking to the blond but Justin was staring at him blankly. “Come here,” he said as he directed the blond to his room. Justin followed blindly. “Justin,” Ethan said when he opened the door to his room. “You and I have to talk.” “Talk,” Justin repeated in a soft whisper. “Yeah talk,” Ethan told him. Justin nodded slowly. “What’s wrong with you?” Ethan asked. “Nothing,” Justin whispered. “Not a thing.” Ethan frowned. “Has someone done something to you? Brian will kill them. Tell me!” he hissed. “I’ll kill them.” Justin shook his head. “It’s nothing.” “Jus,” Ethan whispered. “For a long time now you’ve been living here and we have gotten to know each other so I’m able to see that you’re not okay. Plus you’re crying.” Justin bit his lower lip but the tears only started to run down his face faster. “I saw Brian and the new guy...Luke,” he whispered the man’s name. “God.” “Jesus,” Ethan said. “What do you mean you saw them?” “Luke was getting on his knees and Brian was just smirking at him. I hate that asshole,” Justin related. “I could kill him for you,” Ethan offered. “Brian?” Justin asked out of his mind. “Are you crazy?” “Luke,” Ethan declared out loud in a fierce voice. “Oh,” Justin said and shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.” Ethan sighed and rubbed his face. “Okay, I have an idea. Stay here, don’t move.” Justin did as ordered, still too shocked to move a muscle. After a few minutes Ethan came back carrying a few bottles of beer. He put them on the floor and gave one to Justin. “What’s this?” Justin asked. “It’s a beer,” Ethan informed him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head as he sat next to Justin. “Getting drunk makes you forget about everything.” “For only a while,” Justin pointed out. “To only a while,” Ethan said as he raised his bottle. Justin took a deep breath and hit the neck of his bottle with Ethan’s. He really did want to forget what he had just seen. “Now tell me all that you’re feeling and I promise to listen as best as I can,” Ethan said. Justin smiled thinking that Ethan wasn’t so bad. *** The blond opened his eyes slowly and sat up. The first thing he noticed was the door laid open and Michael was leaning against the doorway. “I’m going to fucking kill you,” Brian spat out as he held Ethan by the neck against the wall. “Nothing happened, Brian!” Ethan yelled. “Let me go.” “What’s going on?” Justin asked as he got up. “Fuck, my head,” he growled. “No shit,” Michael said and looked at the bottles that adorned the floor. “You guys drank like there was no tomorrow.” “Let me go, Brian,” Ethan said holding on to Brian’s forearm. “Let’s talk about this.” “Brian,” Justin said walking over to the brunet. “Come on. Let him go.” Brian did but turned around with a deadly gaze. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? I looked for you all night. I was worried sick that something had happened to you.” “Yeah fucking right!” Justin spat out and then proceeded to hold his head. “Fuck!” “Let’s go,” Brian said grabbing Justin by the arm. “We’re not done, Ethan.” “Fuck you!” Justin hissed as he pulled his arm away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t you fucking dare touch me, Brian!” Michael shook his head and watched the mini drama unfold. A part of him was worried that history was repeating itself. It was similar to watching a collision about to unfold; you couldn’t turn away but knew there would be casualties in the aftermath. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Brian asked. “Did he fuck you better than me so suddenly this is where you want to be?” he asked with venom in his voice. Justin slapped Brian really hard. “You’re a pig! You’re a fucking asshole!” Brian lifted his fist ready to punch the blond but stopped himself. He took a step back away from Justin. Then he turned around and grabbed Ethan by the neck again. “This is your fault,” he yelled. “Is not,” Ethan hissed. “Now let me go. You’re the one that’s wrong. You were always wrong.” Justin got in bed and then jumped on Brian’s back. “Let him go!” Michael had never seen stranger events in his life. He moved to grab Justin and managed to pull him by the waist and off Brian. Ethan ran to his night table and reached for his gun. He pointed it at Brian. Justin was trying to fight out of Michael’s grip. “Are you going to shoot me?” Brian asked smirking. “I should have a long time ago,” Ethan said. “You’re an asshole. Do you know that? You’re fucking things up so bad.” “Don’t waste your time,” Brian growled. “I know who you are. I know what you’re capable of. This wouldn’t be the first time that you betray me.” “That I betrayed you?!” Ethan asked angrily. “That’s funny because if I remember correctly it was you who killed the man I loved.” Justin was so confused. He had come with Ethan to his room and gotten drunk because he was hurting and it was Brian’s fault. But now he found himself with a killer headache while Brian and Ethan were shouting about Ethan’s past love life. He wanted to puke. Michael put him on the floor as he stood still, watching the two brothers. “Brian, maybe you’re rushing into things,” Michael said. “I know what I saw with my own eyes,” Brian said in a deadly tone. He had come to Ethan’s room because they were getting everyone up to go search for Justin. He had been so worried thinking the worst only to find the blond and his brother sleeping in the same bed. “I should have killed you when I had the chance.” “Why Brian?” Ethan asked. “Because you didn’t love Farrell, you just wanted to show everyone that you were in control. You took him away from me, Brian. You couldn’t set him free so I could love him.” Justin knew he had heard that name before. “I was the one that bought him not you,” Brian hissed. “He belonged to me.” “He loved me and he was so confused,” Ethan yelled as tears started to fall. “He thought that walking away from me would be the best thing because he thought that you loved him and he was afraid that you were going to kill me. I knew you were only trying to show me who was in control.” “What are they talking about?” Justin asked as he looked at Michael. “And when he found out he was being used he couldn’t take it,” Ethan hissed. “He was so ashamed to come back to me and he knew you wouldn’t never allow it either. Because you needed to show how powerful you are, well fuck your fucking control!” “Don’t do anything hasty, Ethan,” Michael drawled. “So you did this to hurt me?” Brian asked. “I haven’t done anything to you!” Ethan shouted. “Justin and I just got drunk trying to drown his sorrows because you can’t keep it in your pants.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” Brian demanded. “I want to go back home with my family,” Justin said suddenly remembering the image of Luke and Brian. Brian turned around to look at the blond. “What?” “This day is just beyond bizarre,” Michael said. He didn’t know what was going on because he was willing to put his life on the line betting that Justin loved Brian, so Justin wanting to leave was just not right. Brian rushed towards the blond but Justin jumped in the bed and ran to where Ethan was standing with the gun. “I’m going home and you can’t stop me!” Justin shouted. “You belong to me!” Brian shouted. “No I don’t!” Justin growled. “Not anymore.” “I knew it!” Brian hissed as he took out his knife. “You’re going to kill us, Brian?” Ethan asked pushing Justin to the side so he could have a clear shot at his older brother. “I’ll pull the trigger before you have the chance.” Brian took a step forward. All he wanted to do was strangle his brother for taking his blond away. He rushed with the knife towards Ethan not caring if Ethan shot him. He was going to kill the man in front of him even if it was the last thing he did. “No!” Justin yelled and jumped in the middle of the feuding brothers. His hands went immediately to hold Brian’s by the arms. “Fuck,” Michael hissed as he bent down to avoid the stray bullet. He got up slowly and saw that the bullet that Ethan fired hit the door behind him. He turned to look at the three people in the room. “What’s going on?” Franck asked as he ran towards Ethan’s chambers. “I hate you,” Justin groaned, his body stiffened while he lost his hold on the brunet. Brian looked down where the knife was buried in Justin’s body. He shook his head not believing the image before him. He was prepared to stab his brother but Justin had jumped in at the last minute to save Ethan. Justin’s body crumbled to the floor and Brian with him. “No!” Brian yelled. “No, no, no, no, no!”