Justin POV Lyndsey came out of her house looking incredibly sexy in an emerald green slip dress but my mind wasn’t focused on that. I think I might have complimented her. Who knows at this point. My mind has been whirling around all day and now as I step foot on Liberty Ave I keep thinking everyone is going to know. They’re all going to look at me and say “What’s he doing with that girl, when all he wants to do is take it up the ass?” I’m so scattered brained that I don’t even wait for Lyndsey, as I exit the car and start walking. I step off the curb into a nearby puddle, but I don’t seem to notice that either. All I can focus on are all of the drag queens, guys french kissing on the street, and hot men checking me out as I walk down the street. I can feel their eyes on me, can sense their arousal, and my jeans seem to tighten around my groin as my imagination runs rampant on all of the possibilities, what they could do to me, the feel of a man’s cock begging my ass for entrance. As my mind enters overload, I feel a hand wrap around my right bicep and I jump. “Justin, where did you go? I’ve been calling your name and you weren’t answering. Are you OK? You’re not too uncomfortable, are you? We can ask Brian to meet us somewhere else if this is really too much for you.” “No Lyndz, I’m fine. Don’t know where my head was just now. It’s just been a long day. You really do look beautiful tonight, if I haven’t said it already.” “Thank you and yes you mentioned it when you came to pick me up.” “Oh, well that’s all I’ve been thinking about since I saw you and thought it couldn’t hurt to say it again.” Lyndsey blushed slightly and I figured crisis averted for the time being. We continued to walk in the direction of a brightly lit diner and the closer we got the more I was able to put my hormones back in check. The guys here weren’t really that hot, actually the majority of them were pretty average looking. I mean what guy in his right mind would want any of these middle aged, steroid pumped gym junkies? It’s either them or the effeminate queens. Why fuck a girly boy when I can just have a girl instead? Nope, there was nothing here I want. I reached over for Lyndsey’s hand and she smiled warmly at me. This is nice. This is all I need, yup, all I need. At least that’s what I was thinking until we pushed open the door to the diner and my eyes rested on the face of God. This could be a complication. Brian POV Mikey picked me up early so we actually beat the breeders to the diner. He wanted to play catch up and hear about all of my European adventures. Why he thought this would take longer than a couple of minutes is beyond me. It’s not like I planned on putting on a fuckin slide show. So when he asked what I did all summer, I answered, ”I sucked, fucked, rimmed, and was blown at least five times a day, every day, with no repeats, with the exception of Pierre, my benefactor for the summer. Oh, and I drank a lot too.” And that was basically my summer vacation. No need for any details beyond that. Yeah, I saw the sites but that was all a part of the sex. I fucked a man at the top of the Eiffel Tower, had my cock sucked on the Seine, received a fantastic hand job in the alleyway behind the Dom, and had a threeway one night in the middle of Stonehenge. I saw the sites, it just wasn’t from a tourist bus. Oh wait, there was that one night I sucked Pierre off in the back of one of those double decker buses in London. So fuckin hot. But I feel no need to elaborate and sit back to relax and wait for Lyndz. Luckily I don’t have to wait long and she walks through the door absolutely beaming. I nod my head nonchalantly and then look behind her to get a first look at the boy attached to her hand. To say I was shocked would be an understatement and the moment our eyes connected my dick almost immediately grew to full length. Lyndsey was right, he wasn’t like all of the other guys. The boy was absolutely gorgeous. When Lyndsey had described him, I figured she was just exaggerating but her description didn’t even start to do him justice. His blond hair fell slightly in his eyes, that were the most incredible blue I had ever seen. His body was slight but well toned and as my eyes went even lower, I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants. He was definitely well endowed for his frame. I guess Lyndsey got a little frisky before they got here. Just the thought of them together pinched someplace inside of me. Don’t know what that could mean, maybe I’m just hungry. Hungry for a piece of blond boy ass. Gotta stop thinking about that. Come on Kinney, focus. Not only is the kid straight but he’s also dating your best friend. No reason to mess with that for a one night fuck. Mikey nudged me slightly and that’s when I realized I hadn’t even said hello to Lyndsey yet. So I got up and engulfed her in tight hug, purposely avoiding eye contact with the blond angel standing beside her. Maybe if I keep pretending he doesn’t exist, he’ll just disappear. “Hi, I’m Michael. You must be Lyndsey’s new boyfriend. I was wondering when she was going to finally bring you around so I could meet you.” Thanks Mikey, there goes that plan. Justin POV I reach out to shake Michael’s hand but my eyes remained locked on the tall auburn haired man next to him. I can’t even begin to describe all of the feelings coursing through my body when his hazel eyes met mine. He had to be some sort of a mirage because there is no way a man that looks like him exists in real life. Before I walked in the door, I had been able to calm my hormones but my dick was back with a vengeance the moment I saw Him. The man of my dreams. The man I’ve been waiting for my entire life. The man I desire more than anyone I have ever seen. The man who was just hugging my girlfriend two seconds ago and therefore must be her best friend, Brian. Shit! “It’s nice to meet you Michael. And you must be Brian. I’ve heard so much about both of you.” Brian nods in my direction and finally his eyes meet mine again. It’s only a moment before he looks away again, focusing on some scrap of paper on the floor. Thankfully Lyndsey chooses now to take control of the situation. “Come on boys, let’s sit down and order. I’m starving and knowing Justin, he could probably eat half of the menu himself.” Lyndsey sits down in the booth and pulls me down next to her. Michael scoots into the corner, which leaves Brian sitting opposite me. My knees bounce nervously under the table and I hope Lyndz won’t notice. She’s smiling from ear to ear, obviously thrilled to have her three favorite men in one spot. I smile back and reach my hand out to rest on top of hers. I can feel the burn of Brian’s eyes where are hands are now clasped so I look up at him just to show myself how delusional I am. As soon as I do, his eyes leave our hands and once again we were staring into each other’s eyes. I notice a sense of longing on his part but maybe I’m just seeing the reflection of my own gaze. Just as I think he’s going to look away again, he doesn’t. It seems that he has decided to ride this gaze out, see what I do next. That’s when I notice the other friend has caught onto our staring contest and looks about ready to bring attention to it. Luckily an outrageous woman with a bright red wig chooses this moment to approach the table. “Well hello boys, Lyndsey. Nice to see the three Mouseketeers back together again. And who is this pretty young thing? Brian, don’t tell me you brought back a souvenir from that vacation of yours?” Everyone at the table starts to laugh, including me. It’s the perfect excuse to focus on something other than Brian. I roll my eyes casually, as a way to defuse the eye lock we had going on and answer the crazy lady’s question. Michael is the first to speak up. “Jeeze Mom, hell hasn’t frozen over yet. This is Lyndsey’s new boyfriend.” Lyndsey pipes up, “Deb, I’d like you to meet Justin. We go to PIFA together. He’s the most talented student in the class.” I smile broadly at her praise. Lyndsey is quite the artist herself so her opinion means the world to me. I look back up at the crazy lady who is obviously Michael’s mother. I wonder what it was like to grow up with that. She smiles at me and my smile grows even more from her warmth. “Well Sunshine, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Any boyfriend of this little angel is all right in my book.” “Sunshine?” I look around at the other members of my table and they all shrug their shoulders, obviously not surprised by my new nickname. “Honey, the way you smile it’s like the whole room lights up. There’s no other word to describe you. Now what can I get everyone?” Brian POV Sunshine, it’s the perfect name for him. I noticed the way his eyes rolled when Deb came over. Maybe our “little moment” was just all in my head. I could have sworn though that he felt something, that we had a connection. Yeah right, a connection to a straight guy. That’ll be the day, Lyndsey’s lucky I even talk to her. I sit back and listen as Michael, Lyndz, and Justin talk about all sorts of random shit. It looks like the new beau isn’t just a pretty face. I almost laugh out loud as I watch Mikey try to follow the conversation. An intellectual he is definitely not. The food comes and it’s another excuse not to add my two cents into the conversation. Once everyone was full, Lyndsey looked over to me expectantly. “What?” “You’ve hardly said two words all night. What the hell’s your problem Kinney?” “Nothin, just got stuff on my mind. So you said you wanted a favor. What is it?” “Well, I was wondering if you would be able to get a fake ID for Justin. I know you’ve got connections and then we could all go out to the bars together. Wouldn’t that be great?” “Lyndz, I don’t think Justin would appreciate the bars I like to go to but it should be no problem getting the ID.” “Why would you say that?” It was the first time Justin had addressed a question to me directly all night. Our eyes met after having been avoiding him all during dinner and I could sense the challenge in them. I stood up and leaned forward so my face was just above his, our eyes still locked in battle. Unconsciously my right hand grips his. “We’ll see, you’ll have your ID tomorrow” I feel the sparks from the light touch on his hand and pull back quickly. If I don’t get out of here now, I might do something incredibly stupid and scare the crap out of the kid. “Gotta run. Babylon calls. You kids have a nice night.” I don’t look back at the table as I walk away, but I can hear Mikey following me out the door. Justin POV As the boys exit the diner, I can still feel the sparks from his touch on my hand. It sends a shiver down the length of my spine. Lyndsey’s tug on my other hand brings me back into the present. “Don’t mind him. He’s a really good guy but he’s kinda dick obsessed. That boy has never been in any sort of relationship before. It’s all about immediate pleasure, which is where he is headed now.” I nod my head, thinking it’s just as well. He could never be what I want him to be. He’s a temptation but one that I can avoid, as long as he never touches me again.