Chapt 6


	It didn’t take Michael long to reach the hospital.  He had probably broken at least half a dozen traffic laws but Justin wasn’t counting.  They jumped out of the car as soon as they pulled up and ran full speed into the hospital, Brian trailing behind. A quick stop at the front desk and they were on the run again to the maternity ward.  Daphne was pacing back and forth in the reception area when they arrived.

	“Justin, thank god!  Mel’s on a war path and you my dear friend are enemy number one.”

	“When am I not enemy number one in Mel’s book?  Where are they?”

	“Down here Asshole!” Mel yelled down the hall, glaring in Justin’s direction.

	“I got here as soon as I heard so let’s take it down a notch, shall we?” Justin requested, trying to remain calm as he approached her.

	“Yeah, let’s see you keep your cool when Lindsey’s squeezing your hand like a juicer and damning you to hell.”

	“I’m used to her shit, let me at her.”

	“Fine, but let’s get you suited up first.”

	Mel grabbed Justin by the hand, dragging him into another room.

	“Later Boys,” he called out before disappearing from sight.

	Michael and Daphne went to sit down in a couple of chairs and talked excitedly about what was happening.  Brian stood a few feet away, looking out a nearby window.  His mind was still reeling with the knowledge Justin was about to be a dad.  He had missed so much of Justin’s life.  It was hard to believe Justin was even old enough to be someone’s father.  Then again they had both grown up quicker than your average kid.  Brian had never considered himself father material but Justin would probably be great at it.

	“Hey Brian, why don’t you come over and sit with me and Daph?” Michael called out to him.

	Brian slowly edged his way over, sitting a few chairs away.  There was an awkward silence for a couple minutes before Daphne spoke up.

	“Brian, I’m sure Justin’s glad you came.  He’s had mixed feelings about this whole father thing so I think having as much family here as possible helps to ease his mind.  He hasn’t told Claire or your mother yet.  Too much happening with your dad’s illness, the funeral, and all the uncle duties your sister seems to think Justin should have.  She’s a complete user and I have no idea why he puts up with it.”

	“Because as much as she annoys the crap out of him he is still the most loyal person you’ll ever meet.  That’s probably one of the reason’s we’re still best friends after all these years,” Michael responded.

	“There’s also the minor detail that he loves you,” Daphne stated.  Michael smiled fondly, while he spoke.

	“One of the few.”

	“What do you mean?” Brian asked and leaned forward more in his chair.

	Michael seemed thoughtful for a moment.  Returning Brian’s intense stare, he explained, “Brian, you know better than anyone how Justin was raised.  Hell, your childhood experiences were identical.  Your abandonment didn’t help any and I know you had reasons so I don’t want you to explain anything.  The only person whose opinion matters is Justin and your appearance tonight bodes very well for his acceptance.”

	“We’re working on it.”

	“I know, I can see that.  What I’m trying to say is that it takes time for him to trust people and let them into his life.  It might seem like he’s an open book but that’s the Justin only his family sees.  And by family, I mean the guys and those of us here tonight.  To everyone else on Liberty Ave and at PIFA he’s a moody artist that’ll give you the best fuck you’ll ever have.  You coming here tonight?  Being privy to the birth of his child?  That’s a big deal and I just hope you appreciate that.”

	“I do.  Mikey, you think there’s a way we could ever get back the friendship we once had?”

	“I don’t know.  I think our friendship before partially had to do with my attraction to you, so it was never on even ground.  Justin and I have always been equals, even when he was just a little kid.  I don’t think you and I will ever be best friends again but that doesn’t mean we can’t be close.  That is if you decide to stick around.  I missed you.”

	“Yeah, I missed you too” Brian said with a smile and reached out to hold Michael’s hand for a moment.  They continued to talk about old times, until Mel yelled down the hall, “Get your asses in here and say hello to our son!”

	When the three of them walked into the room, Lindsey was lying on the bed with Mel seated on one side and Justin on the other.  He held in his arms a tiny little baby resting peacefully.  Justin was gazing so intently at the bundle in his arms that he didn’t even hear the others arrive.  Mel held Lindsey’s right hand, while her other resting lightly on Justin’s upper thigh.  Brian was mesmerized by the happy little family and could hardly move.  Michael, on the other hand, was snapping photo after photo of Justin and his son.

	“So what are you going to name him?” Daphne asked.

	“Melanie wants to name him Abraham after her grandfather but I like Gus,” Lindsey explained, looking directly into Justin’s face.   He snapped out of his daze and lifted his head to gaze at Brian.

	“What do you think?”

	“Gus, it’s a good butch name,” Brian replied. 

	“Plus he wouldn’t survive a day at school named Abraham,” Justin added with a smile.

	“Come on Gus, give your daddy a smile,” Justin cooed into the little face, as flash bulbs seemed to explode all around him.  With Daphne and Mikey as his best friends, no significant moment was ever without proper documentation.  Lindsey finally diverted her attention from Gus and spoke to Brian for the first time.

	“Brian, it’s so good to see you here.  Did Justin call you?”

	“No, we were out together.”

	“Were you?”

	“Lindz, stop needling him for information.  We were at Woody’s with the guys when Mel bellowed.  Brian volunteered to come along, end of story,” Justin said exasperated.

	“Brian, would you like to hold him?” Lindsey offered.

	Brian didn’t know what possessed him to say yes but before he could really think about what he was doing there was a beautiful baby boy in his arms.  Brian held him close to his chest, staring down in amazement at the tiny button nose and soft fuzzy blonde hair.  It felt like an out of body experience for him.  Justin smiled fondly at the scene playing out in front of him.  As good as it felt, there was also a smidgen of terror coursing through his veins.  He was a father, now what?  He had no role model to idolize and zero experience with children.  Suddenly, he needed air.

	“Excuse me,” Justin squeaked and headed out the door.  His breathing finally turned to normal once he was outside on the roof.

	Michael started to follow, but Daphne stopped him.

	“You stay here and I’ll go take care of our little drama queen.  Do you think it’s too early for a midlife crisis?”

	Everyone laughed as Daphne took off after Justin.  Brian had been worried too but was enjoying his time with Gus too much to relinquish his bundle.  Michael was completely shocked by the transformation that occurred the moment Brian held Gus.  He edged a little closer, wanting a better look.

	“Brian, eventually you’ll have to share with the rest of us.  You’re not the only Uncle in the room.”

	Brian’s head shot up in confusion.

	“Uncle?”

	“Yeah, Claire and her brood are definitely not getting familial rights.  He’ll have enough relatives with all his uncles and you didn’t actually think Daphne would let Justin have a child and not give her the title of Aunt.  This little guy is gonna have a whole network of love so get used to it Uncle Brian.”

	Brian smirked and gently placed Gus in Michael’s arms.  Lindsey and Melanie looked on with pride.

	Meanwhile, Justin was pacing back and forth on the roof, trying to figure out how he had gotten into this mess in the first place.  Daphne watched him, completely amused. She was surprised it had taken him this long to queen out.  She was expecting it the day Lindsey called to say she was pregnant.

	“Why did I ever listen to Lindsey?  You or Mikey should have stopped me. I never wanted to be a father.  I don’t even know what one is supposed to do, besides get drunk and beat the crap out of your kid.  Not exactly what Lindz had in mind.”

	Daphne wrapped her arms around him from behind and rested her cheek on his shoulder.  One of her hands lightly caressed his side.

	“You did this on your own so don’t blame us.  Hell, we tried to warn you but all you could hear is Lindz spouting off about you two producing some sort of gorgeous blonde hair blue eyed artistic genius.  You were both drunk and high the night she convinced you jerk off in a cup.  I wouldn’t be surprised if she added a hand.”

	“Yeah, well what am I going to do now?”

	“Easy, you’re going to walk down those stairs, get a degree from PIFA, have your paintings hung in the biggest most glamorous galleries in the world, and be the best father Gus could ever want.  Lindsey chose you for a reason.”

	“To piss off Mel.”

	They both laughed.

	“All right, two reasons.  The second is because you are a good man who has made something of himself despite the odds.  Gus is lucky to have you.  Now let’s go downstairs and grab the boys before the hospital room is inundated with munchers.”

	As they walked down the hall, Justin grabbed a couple pills from his pocket and swallowed quickly.  He offered Daphne one as well but she declined, giggling when a doctor made eyes at Justin.  The boy couldn’t go anywhere without someone checking him out.  Brian and Michael were standing just outside the door, when they arrived.  Justin sent them both to the car, promising to be out after a quick good-bye to Lindz and the baby.  Daphne listened quietly at the door while Justin embraced the mother of his child and whispered a sweet farewell to the beautiful baby boy.  No matter what Justin said, Daphne was sure he would become the type of father any kid dreamed of having.  

	By the time Michael was driving back toward Justin’s apartment, he was already high and feeling no pain.  Brian sat next to him in the backseat, laughing at his stupid jokes and sexual innuendo.  One moment he was telling a knock knock joke and the next Justin was grabbing Brian by the back of the head and pulling him into a fierce kiss.  Brian was taken completely by surprise, but returned the kiss with vigor.  He could feel something go down his throat and pulled back to look in Justin’s face.

	“It’s just a little present from Anita.  I don’t like to party alone.”

	Brian shook his head, only slightly annoyed.

	“Hey Brian, what hotel are you staying at?” Michael asked.

	“Just go to my place.  He’s staying with me.” Justin slurred.

	“No way Justin, I’m taking him back to the hotel.”

	“Not your decision my friend.  Brian, do you want to come home with me?”

	Brian was already starting to feel a little light-headed and he knew it was only a matter of time before he was as out of control as Justin.  The smart thing to do would be to go back to the hotel and sleep it off.  Unfortunately, he could still taste Justin’s sweetness on his lips.  That one kiss had thrown out any honorable intention he might have had.

	“Mikey, I’m going to Justin’s.”

	The two boys stumbled into the apartment, whispering loudly in an attempt not to wake up Emmett. Justin peered into his bedroom and hooted in triumph when he found it empty.

	“Looks like Em got lucky, no need to be quiet anymore.”

	“We weren’t being quiet in the first place.”

	“Oh yeah,” Justin giggled, falling back on the couch.  As he stared up at the ceiling, Justin attempted to focus on the white lines but they all seemed to swirl together.

	“Bri, do think I’ll be an OK dad?  It’s not like I have anything to draw from.  What if I fuck it up?  Is it too late to take him back?”

	“I think Lindsey might have a few issues with that.  You know exactly what not to do so just do the opposite.  You should be fine.  Plus, if you bail he’ll always have Mel to provide a strong masculine influence.”

	Justin giggled again and told Brian to come join him.  After an almost tumble onto the floor, Brian tripped over his shoelace and landed hard on top of Justin.

	“Shit Bri, I said come closer, not on top of me.”

	They both laughed some more but neither made an attempt to move.  Justin could feel Brian’s hardness against his thigh and hoped his wasn’t near as obvious.  His blue eyes sparkled as they looked up at Brian’s flawless features.

	“If you hadn’t left town do you think we’d still end up where we are now?”

	“You mean me on top of you?  I doubt it.  I’d like to think we’d still be in each other’s lives in some way.  You’re one of the only reasons I came back to this crappy town.”

	“As much as my childhood sucked, I think everything worked out for the best.  I wouldn’t want to change a thing about where I am now.”

	“Do you mean underneath me or in general?”

	Justin bit his lower lip and stared at Brian unflinching.

	“Both,” he responded.

	“Yeah?” Brian questioned, leaning in a little closer to Justin.

	“Yeah,” Justin practically whispered, his lips only a couple inches from Brian’s.  Their eyes remained glued to one another as each brought their faces a little closer.  Finally their lips touched, sparks flying the moment they came in contact.  Justin moaned into the kiss, arching his back off the couch and trailing his fingers down the muscles of Brian’s back.  Brian’s hands groped Justin’s sides, lifting the edges of his shirt to expose his rippled chest.  Brian gasped as Justin nibbled just below his ear.  Every feeling was magnified from the effects of the drugs. 
	Justin yanked at the buttons on Brian’s jeans and continued to ravage his mouth, only stopping when Brian pulled away.

	“Bedroom?” Brian asked, glancing around to see the nearby door.  Justin pointed in the correct direction and allowed Brian to lift him over his shoulder to make it there.  He concentrated hard on walking straight and not dropping his precious bundle.  Once he had reached the bed, Brian dropped Justin down with a thud and immediately covered his body.  He ripped at Justin’s shirt, yanking it off him in one swoop.  Followed immediately by his tight jeans.  Then Brian stripped himself down quickly and settled back between Justin’s legs.  His kiss this time was slower and more sensual.
	Brian then proceeded to kiss down every inch of Justin’s body, hands following the path of his lips.  Justin’s breath became more ragged as Brian neared his weeping erection.  He was almost screaming with pleasure when Brian took him completely into his mouth.  His tongue traced every vein, sucking slowly on the head.

	“God Bri, you gotta stop or I’m gonna…”

	Before Justin could finish his statement, Brian’s mouth covered his in a sloppy tongue filled kiss.  Justin greedily returned the kiss, enjoying the taste of himself on Brian’s lips.  Brian reached in his jeans for the ever-present condom and lube but was halted by Justin’s hand.

	“Bri, take it easy with me.  It’s been a long time.”

	“You mean…”

	“I’m a top, haven’t bottomed since I was fifteen.  I just might need a little time to adjust.”

	Brian nodded his head, even through his drug filled haze he understood what Justin was giving him.  Once his condom was secure, Brian inserted one finger in Justin’s tight hole and worked it gently until the muscles relaxed.  Little by little he added another and inched in even more.  When he felt loose enough, Brian nudged his dick against Justin entrance and slowly pushed in.  Justin took a deep breath at the intrusion while Brian waited for him to adjust.
	Justin nodded his head to continue and the pace increased, Brian making small jabs at Justin’s prostate.

	“Jus, you’re so fucking tight.  It feels incredible,” Brian breathed against his skin, licking the sweat from his shoulder.  The two were in complete sync as their orgasms built, calling each other’s names at a fevered pitch.  Brian slumped down on Justin’s body, removing the condom and wiping them both clean with tissues from the nightstand.  Justin’s body curled up to Brian’s before he drifted off to sleep.  Brian’s hand caressed the wet skin on his forehead and he couldn’t help but smile at the sleeping angel in his arms.  Justin burrowed in even closer, almost purring when Brian wrapped his arms around the slight body.

	“Good night Sunshine.”

	The next morning started with the annoying buzz of Justin’s alarm clock.  Without thinking, Justin reached over and slammed the snooze button, relaxing back into the mattress.  His arm fell back and landed on another body, causing a yelp of protest.  Blue eyes immediately sprung open and locked on equally surprised hazel.

	“What the fuck are you doing here?” two voices called out at once.