“I’ve been thinking,” Brian told him as he sat on the sofa. “Should I be scared?” Justin asked smiling as he kept drawing. He was so happy since he started doing so a few months ago. “You know how we were going to change the upstairs loft into a studio for you?” Brian asked. Justin nodded knowing those plans had been put on hold since he had been shot. He looked up at Brian as he put the sketchbook on his lap and paid attention to the man. “I was thinking we could start doing that,” Brian said. Justin nodded slowly. “And then we could…well your studio is big enough to make a room…for a child,” Brian said. “You mean you want a room for Gus,” Justin said. “Or our own kid,” Brian said as his voice just lowered. “You mean it?” Justin asked. Brian nodded. “I mean I don’t want one right now because I want you to fully recover so whoever you get pregnant can bitch and moan to you and not me. That way you are the one that would have to take care of her every whim.” Justin smirked. “And I was thinking of expanding,” Brian told him. “What do you think? Do you think Kinnetic can make it?” “I think I’m smiling like a fool,” Justin told him he knew Brian’s company could make it anywhere if Brian decided so. “You are,” Brian said laughing. The phone rang and Brian got up to pick it up. “Yes,” Brian said still smiling. “Hi, my name is Griffin Scott,” the man said. “Is Justin Taylor there?” “Hold on a minute,” Brian said as he walked toward his husband. “It’s for you. Griffin Scott.” Justin grabbed it and smiled. “Hello, Griffin.” “Hey, Justin,” the man said. “Look I was calling Ben but he’s not answering. I know he’s spending sometime there with you and I was wondering if he’s there right now.” “No,” Justin answered. “Is everything okay?” “Yeah,” Griffin assured him. “I took an early flight and wanted to surprise him. If you see him tell him I’ll be at my apartment.” “No problem,” Justin assured him. “Take care.” “Thanks, bye,” Griffin said and hung up. “Who was that?” Brian asked arching a brow. “That is Ben’s partner,” Justin said as he threw the cordless on the sofa. “I’m hungry and I feel like going out, are you up for it?” “I’m up for anything with you,” Brian assured him. Justin’s eyes shone with desire and his hunger was forgotten at least the one that involved food. “Brian you make me so horny sometimes.” “I wasn’t even trying,” Brian told him smirking. “I know,” the blond said leaning forward to take the phone and order take out. Brian sat on the blond’s lap and started sucking on the blond’s neck while Justin talked with someone on the phone. He nibbled the earlobe and Justin pulled away. “Uh…yeah, sure,” Justin said before he hung up. “Brian!” Brian laughed. “Someone is happy,” the brunet said as he felt Justin’s cock poking him. Justin was going to answer when the phone rang again. “Hello?” “Justin did Griffin call you?” Ben asked. “Yeah,” Justin said and swatted Brian who was currently grinding his ass into his hard-on. The brunet only smirked and then licked Justin’s chin. “What did you said?” Justin asked. “Never mind,” Ben told him and hung up. “That was odd,” Justin said. “Who was it?” Brian asked pulling his head back. “Ben,” Justin replied as he threw the phone away once again. Then he started to take Brian’s shirt off. “I think he was pissed.” “Why?” Brian asked and gasped when Justin pinched his nipples. “Because Griffin called me,” Justin said. “I think he said something about me telling him that he wasn’t here…I wasn’t paying attention.” “Are you going to pay attention to me?” Brian asked in a husky voice. The blond pushed Brian down by the hips into his hard shaft. “What does that tell you?” the blond asked over Brian’s ear before he licked it. “Mmm, do you think we can fuck right here on this chair?” Brian asked as he started opening Justin’s belt. “Oh,” Justin muttered. “We are definitely going to find out, aren’t we?” *** “Pink, it’s the color of passion ‘cause today it just go with the fashion,” Emmett’s cell phone was ringing or more like singing. Emmett laughed as he picked it up. He and Justin sometimes would take each other phones and put a new ring tone for each person they had on the list without the other one knowing. “Emmett?” Ted asked. “Who else is it going to be, honey?” Emmett asked. “I’m getting out of work early,” Ted told him. “Brian has been coming to work more and things are not so crazed up.” “That’s good,” Emmett said as he pushed the cart. He was looking around trying to see what fruits he wanted to buy. “I thought I would go to Woody’s,” he informed his best friend. “Do you want to come?” Emmett wondered if this was one of Ted’s plots to make him and Michael start talking again. He rolled his eyes because he didn’t care. He wished Michael would talk to him; he missed his friend sometimes, no matter how much of an ass he could be. “Em?” Ted asked. “Yeah, sure,” Emmett told him. “I’ll call you later.” “Okay,” Ted said and hung up. Emmett put his cell back in his pocket and headed for the apples. “Fuck!” Emmett said as he watched in horror how all the apples fell to the floor. He had picked one from the stack because he had wanted to inspect it. He had to pull a little but he wouldn’t have guessed it would end like that. “If I was you I would make a run for it,” the man told him. Emmett sighed and turned to look at the guy. For a moment he felt out of breath. He didn’t know why his brain was having a fight over which one was more important…breathing or watching the man in front of him. “You’re not going to run,” the guy said smirking. “Well,” Emmett said and breathed again. “It would be too obvious plus the cameras might have recorded it all. What’s the point of running away now?” he said as he squatted down to pick them up and put them back. “God, I hope people do wash them before eating them.” The man did the same so he could help Emmett. “Thank you,” Emmett said after they were done. “I’m Drew Boyd,” the guy said extending his hand. Emmett shook it. “I’m Emmett Honeycutt. Thanks for helping. This is so embarrassing,” Emmett said looking around, but then shrugged and pulled the cart close to him. He turned to look at the man again and smiled. He didn’t know why the guy was still there but he really like it. “You have no idea who I am?” Drew asked smirking. “Do I know you?” Emmett asked. “No,” Drew assured him. “This is refreshing.” “What is?” Emmett asked. Drew shook his head. “I’m sorry. I should let you get back to your shopping.” “I don’t mind at all, sweetie,” Emmett said and saw how Drew’s face change. Emmett watched as the man looked around a bit wildly before he looked back at Emmett. The brunet knew right away that Drew was one of those guys that were still in the closet, but that wasn’t going to make him back away. “You know,” Emmett said. “We could go for a cup of coffee or something.” Drew seemed to be thinking about it. “I have to…okay, yeah.” Emmett smiled and let go of the cart he was holding while Drew set the basket he had down and they left the store. When they reached the parking lot Emmett explained that he didn’t have a car and that he had taken a taxi. Drew said it was better that way and they walked to his car. “Push me, and then just touch me ‘til I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction” the cell phone started singing. Emmett loved that song but standing right in front of Drew as it played it only made him blush. “You see I have this friend and he’s a dork,” was all Emmett said. Drew smiled at that and Emmett thought he was in love. *** “Do you like this place?” Ben asked. Michael looked around and nodded. “Yeah.” Ben frowned. “You don’t like it. We could go someplace else.” “No,” Michael told him quickly. “It’s nice…it’s just that.” “What?” Ben asked frowning. “I feel like…a bit out of place,” Michael said as he looked at the people that came and went. He wasn’t stupid. He had seen the menu and it didn’t even have the prices listed. That was scary enough. Ben sighed. He only had wanted to impress Michael. He didn’t want him feeling uncomfortable. “If you want to go to some other place we can.” “Its okay, Ben,” Michael replied with a big smile. He was surprised that the man had called him. He had been so happy about that. “Okay,” Ben said. Soon enough a waiter came and took their order. Michael was very nervous and when he opened his mouth to say something Ben’s phone started ringing. “Hold on,” Ben told him and answered without looking at the display. “What is it?” “Where are you?” Griffin asked. He was getting tired of always having to call Ben to ask him where he was. Of lately the man would take off and not tell him anything. “I’m in a meeting,” Ben said and didn’t dare look at Michael. “With Jeff?” Griffin asked. “Yeah,” Ben said and made a mental note to call his editor and ask to lie for him. It was going to be an inquisition but he knew that Jeff would do it. “When are you getting home?” Griffin asked. “I miss you. We have so much to make up for,” he said sexily. Ben swallowed. “I’ll let you know when it’s over. Bye,” he said and hung up. “Who was that?” Michael asked frowning. “That was my little brother,” Ben said. “It’s just that if I have told him that I was with you he would have never stopped asking me question and right now…I just want to enjoy your company.” Michael smiled and blushed a bit. “So, what do you do?” “I’m a writer,” Ben told him. “Maybe you have read some of my stuff?” “What are they?” Michael asked but before he could get an answer the waiter came back with their drinks. After the man left Michael’s cell phone rang. He answered it quickly. “Michael, I’ll be waiting for you at Woody’s tonight,” Ted told him. Michael sighed. “I’ll call you and let you know if I can make it.” “You have other plans?” Ted asked interested. “That’s none of your business,” Michael said. “Are you channeling Brian?” Ted asked and then hit himself on the forehead for saying that. “Don’t mention him,” Michael said and sighed. “I’ll go. I’ll call you,” he said and hung up. “Jesus, sorry about that.” Ben’s phone started ringing and he hit the mute button. Michael arched a brow. “You’re not seeing anyone, are you?” “No,” Ben said quickly. “Are you?” Michael shook his head. “Came out of a long relationship a while ago.” “So, I’m the rebound guy?” Ben asked. “Nah,” Michael told him. “It was more than a year ago.” Ben nodded. “I really like you,” Michael muttered and stared into Ben’s eyes. “I think…well, when we talk on the phone you make me laugh and I like that. Plus you’re hot.” Ben smiled widely. “I really like you too. You’re a very cute and…real.” “Real?” Michael asked. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “That you’re yourself,” Ben replied. “And I like that.” Michael smiled widely and swallowed when the butterflies inside his stomach started flying. He was falling fast for the man in front of him. *** Brian was taking off his clothes slowly only because he knew it would drive Justin crazy. “I don’t have all day for you,” Justin told him. “I’m the incapacitated one, remember?” The brunet laughed and held the bathroom chair so Justin could move to it. “Okay?” Brian asked. “Yeah,” Justin assured him. Brian pushed the chair into the shower and groaned when the phone started to ringing. He would have let it ring if it wasn’t because he had to think about Gus or Evan or whoever else that might need something. “I’ll be right back,” Brian said. Justin watched him go. He grabbed hold of the wheels and pushed himself forward. He twisted the knobs and cringed when the hot water hit his skin. He twisted again and gasped when it turned cold. It took him a few seconds but he managed to get it right. Then he moved back and sighed. He waited for Brian but when the brunet didn’t appear he took hold on the armrests and pushed himself up. He grabbed the soap and the bottle of shampoo. “It was your…” Brian stopped mid sentence. “Justin!” “Don’t yell,” Justin told him. “What are you doing?” Brian asked angry as he stepped into the shower. “Sit down.” Justin did. “What the hell are you trying to prove?” Brian asked. “Nothing,” Justin told him. “But I got bored waiting for you.” Brian shook his head. “Give me that,” the man said taking the shampoo and then proceeded to wash the blond’s hair. “Who was it?” Justin asked. “Your sister,” the brunet said. “She’s going out with Ian again and she said she would be dropping Evan off around seven.” “Okay,” Justin said closing his eyes and enjoyed Brian’s very skilled fingers. “They are getting pretty serious.” “Yeah,” Brian whispered. When Brian was done with the first task he moved to wash Justin’s body. He knew that Justin could do pretty much everything now but he enjoyed touching his man. “You get so much pleasure out of this, don’t you?” Justin asked as he soaped the brunet’s shoulders. “Maybe,” Brian told him. Justin knew by Brian’s tone that the man was still a bit mad with him. “Brian, don’t be this way,” he said. Brian stood up as he started to soap himself. “Yeah and when you break something, then what? I swear Justin,” he told his husband. “If you break something because you won’t listen I’m going to fucking kick your ass.” “You’re so hot when you scream,” Justin told him. “Don’t give me that,” Brian told him. Brian didn’t say anything else and finished showering both of them. “Oh man,” Justin said looking at Brian’s pout. Justin knew that Brian was doing it unconsciously. It turned him on so much. “What?” Brian asked. “You’re going to need another shower,” the blond informed him. “Why the fuck?” Brian asked. “My point exactly,” Justin said smirking as one of his arms pulled the brunet closer and he leaned forward to kiss Brian’s hip. He looked up at his lover and smiled. “It’s your fault. When you get angry it turns me on.” Brian wanted to throw a witty comeback but nothing came to mind. Instead he pictured Justin’s mouth wrapped around his member and he shuddered. “Is that a yes?” Justin asked. Brian swallowed and didn’t answer. Justin smiled and then ran his tongue sideway until he reached the man’s pubes. The brunet closed his eyes and let Justin do what he wanted. Who was he to argue when the man wanted to blow him? “Look at you,” Justin whispered. “You want it so bad, don’t you?” Brian licked his lips and moaned when he felt Justin’s breath at the tip of his cock. “Oh yes,” Justin growled and licked the head. The brunet put his hands on Justin’s shoulder and groaned when Justin started taking more of his cock inside his mouth. He made the mistake of looking down at the blond and he felt pre cum dripping out of him and into Justin’s mouth. The thought alone made his knees shake a bit. Justin started playing with the man’s sac while his tongue licked up and down the man’s cock. He used Brian’s pre cum to slick the member so he could fist him. “Don’t stop,” Brian muttered. Justin had no intention. He took Brian’s cock back into his mouth and moaned. He was hard and his husband’s taste was making him even harder. His nostrils flared as his fingers started playing with Brian’s scrotum. The older man started cursing and Justin felt very proud. The blond pushed a finger inside Brian and the man started moving his hips. Justin let Brian fuck his mouth for a few seconds before he added another finger. He knew he should have used something but there wasn’t time and Brian wasn’t complaining. He found the nub inside of Brian that made him shout louder. A few seconds before Brian started shooting Justin pulled back and used his hand instead. “Motherfucker!” Brian yelled as he shot his pearly white cum all over Justin’s neck and chest. The man moved a hand to one of the armrests to keep standing up. Slowly he got on his knees and pulled Justin close to him. He licked the blond’s neck a few times before he kissed his man. “I’m so going to need another shower as well,” Justin said smirking. “Oh, you sure are,” Brian told him before he dove for the blond’s leaking shaft. *** Brian finished brushing his teeth and went to see what Justin was doing. He saw that the blond had managed to get on their bed. He smirked and shook his head because it didn’t matter what he said to the blond, Justin never wanted to listen. He went around the loft locking the place and setting the alarm. “What are you doing?” Evan asked as Brian stood in the kitchen making sure everything had been washed and put away. “What are you doing up?” Brian asked. “It’s late.” “I know,” Evan told him. “I just couldn’t sleep.” “Is it because Justin’s bed is there as well?” Evan shook his head. “I’m…never mind. I’m going to sleep.” Brian watched him go and then turned off the lights. He went to Evan’s room and saw the light coming from under it. He knocked on the door and then went inside. He poked his head in and saw the boy sitting in front of his computer. “Oh no, you won’t,” Brian said stepping inside. “Turn it off and get into bed.” Evan pouted but did what Brian was telling. Brian wondered why he sounded so much like an adult. He pinched the bridge of his nose and wanted to swat himself on the back of the head. “Goodnight, Brian,” Evan muttered. “Evan,” Brian said. He knew he had to talk to the boy or he would be thinking about the boy’s problem all night. “You can tell me what’s going on.” Evan was awake but had his eyes close. He really hoped that Brian left his room. “Come on, get up,” Brian told him. “Can you make up your mind?” The blond asked as he sat up in his bed. Brian grinned. “Don’t be a smartass. Now, tell me what’s bothering you. I can help you.” Evan sighed. “Well, I really like someone at school and…tomorrow we are going on a trip. We have to partner up with someone and watch out for each other, so we don’t wonder off and stay with the group.” Brian smirked because the boy was just like his older brother. Once he started talking they would tell you the whole thing. “And I asked Brandi if she wanted to be my partner,” Evan told him and looked away. “And I can’t sleep because I’m very nervous and I don’t know what I’m going to do.” “You like her?” Brian asked. Evan frowned and then shrugged. Brian rolled his eyes. “So, you might like a girl.” “She’s pretty,” Evan told Brian. “And she smells nice and she’s always giving me chocolate.” Brian wanted to make a remark but bit his tongue. He knew that if Justin and him were Evan’s age he would keep Justin after his ass feeding him chocolate as well. “Well, the best thing I can tell you is that you don’t have to pretend to be anything you’re not. Be yourself with her and if she doesn’t like you then she doesn’t deserve you.” Evan pouted. He still was nervous. “It will be okay, Casanova,” Brian told him. “It would be fine.” “Okay,” Evan said. “Don’t tell Justin about this.” Brian nodded. “Oh, and if you think about sex, please don’t until you have had that discussion with your brother,” Brian told him. “I’m only twelve, Brian,” Evan protested. “I was twelve once,” Brian muttered to himself as he walked to the door. “Goodnight, Evan,” he said before he turned off the light and left the room. When he got on the bed Justin gasped and opened his eyes. “God, did I fell asleep?” Brian nodded. “You know,” he said smirking as he got under the covers with his husband. “I’m so ready to have kids as long as you deal with the sex talk.” “What are you talking about?” Justin asked rubbing his face. “Nothing,” Brian assured him. “Hey, are you sure you want to sleep here? I mean…I love it but are you going to be okay?” Justin nodded. “Isaac and Daphne told me it was perfectly fine,” Justin assured him. “I just can go to sleep on my side because I cramp up when I do.” Brian put his arm around Justin’s waist. Then he moved closer and kissed the blond on the cheek. “I’m donating my bed,” Justin told him. “To the hospital or something.” Brian nodded slightly. “Did you make sure that Evan was in bed?” Justin asked. “Yeah,” the older man answered with his eyes close. He was so tired. “You know I should sleep on my belly,” Justin said as he yawned. “Why?” Brian asked not imagining the reason. “It’s comfortable and in the morning when you wake up with your morning hard-on you can slip it right into me,” Justin whispered. Brian groaned as he felt his cock awaken. “Oh, Mickey you’re so fine, you’re so fine you blow my mind. Hey Mickey! Hey Mickey!” the cell phone started singing and it sounded pretty loud since there wasn’t much noise outside in the dead of the night. “Jesus fuck!” Justin said a bit startled and then started laughing. “I’m going to kill, Emmett,” Brian growled.