Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Thanks to muffin_donat2007 for the beautiful banners. Brian's POV I walk into Babylon, my safe haven. Next to the baths, that is. Anyway, as I walk inside, heads turn in my direction as usual. I walk straight to the dance floor, not going near Mikey and the others. I had spotted something out of the corner of my eye, but decided not to do anything about it just yet. I walk straight up to a trick, and grabbing him by the belt loops, we go to the backroom. I can feel everyone's eyes on me as I bring the night's entertainment into the backroom. When we get inside, I tell the trick to blow me. "Get to work," I say, and he quickly does as told. The trick unzips my fly and pulls down my pants. He smirks when he sees that I've gone commando. Then he takes me into his mouth, and begins to slide his lips up and down my dick. It feels so fucking so good. I'm surprised that this guy knows how to give good head. It's not long before I start fucking the tricks mouth. I feel my orgasm flow through me, and I come into the trick's mouth. He takes all that I have to give, lapping it up like my come is the best thing to ever be put in his mouth, next to my dick, of course. I yank down the guys pants and quickly slip a condom on my dick. Then I thrust inside of him, and it's a hard and fast fuck. Just as things are getting good, and I feel the tingle starting, my cell phone vibrates in my pocket. I yank the offending object from my pocket, and continue to fuck my trick. However, when I hear Carl on the other end, my dick goes limp automatically. "Fucking hell! I'll meet you at the station. Are Gus and Deb okay?" His words nearly make my heart stop beating in my chest. "We don't know." I quickly hang up, slipping my cell phone back in my pocket. I pull out of the trick I was in, and I quickly pull off the condom, tie it off, and toss it into the trash. Then I pull up my pants, and not caring that my shirt is still open, I quickly go to find Mikey. When I spot the group, I see that Justin is still with them. When I reach the group, the guys make a few quips, asking if the trick was that bad. As they continue, I bark, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The group falls silent, and so I turn to Michael. "I just got a call from Carl. A store that Deb and Gus were in, got held up." Everyone who was around us talking, all fall silent suddenly. I hear a murmur start, and a group of nearby guys start asking if Debbie is okay. "I don't fucking know!" I bark as I turn to face the nosy asshole. Then I quickly turn back to Michael, and the others. "We need to go, and now. Carl said she was hysterical, and I need to know that both of them are okay." Out of the corner of my eye, I see a surprised look cross Justin's face. But I don't worry myself about him right now. As we start to leave, me leading the way, Michael starts to bug me. "Brian, what have you taken besides 'E'? Did you do poppers, trailmix, or any other shit from Anita?" As I'm about to slide into the driver's seat, I turn to face my best friend. "MICHAEL, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Then I kiss him on the lips, right in front of Justin and Ben. But I don't give a fuck. Ben knows that we kiss all the time. It's just our way of showing affection. I turn back to Ben and say, "Hey Professor, why don't you and the boys go home? You can pray to the Buddha while Mikey and I go for a ride." I see Justin look back and forth between Ben and me. He probably expects Ben to punch my lights out, but that won't happen. Ben and I slept together at a White party a few years ago, and ever since he joined our little group, he knows that Mikey and I are real affectionate with each other. When Ben nods, I turn to Justin and the boys, and smirk. Then I say, "Later kiddies, don't do anything I wouldn't." Ted makes a remark, saying that that doesn't leave a lot of room for them to do anything. I smirk, and then say, "Mikey, kiss your hubby so we can go see about Ma and Gus." Michael quickly kisses Ben, and then we are off. We get into my jeep, and I drive as quickly as possible. The whole time that I'm driving, Michael is screaming at me to slow down. He's afraid that we are going to get a ticket, but I don't fucking care. All that I care about right now, is getting to see Debbie and Gus. Before I know it, I'm pulling up at the station. Michael and I rush inside, and when we see Debbie and Gus, my heart goes back to its normal rate. I quickly walk over to them. I take my son into my arms, and then pull Debbie into a hug with us. "I'm glad you two are okay." Debbie smiles at me, even though tears a falling from her eyes. "I love you too, you little shit." She says, and wipes away her tears. After making sure that both of them are okay, and finding out what happened, Carl lets all of us go home, and we're glad for it. I keep a firm grip on Gus, as I carry him to the jeep. Debbie sits in the front, and Michael and Gus get situated in the back. After making sure that everyone is buckled up, I check my mirrors, and then slowly back out. I drop Michael and Debbie off, and then head for home. I call Emmett, and tell him to tell everyone else that everything is fine. That Debbie and Gus are okay, that they are just a bit shaken up. I also tell him, that I'll explain what happened, at breakfast in the diner tomorrow. Then I slam the phone down, when I hear Justin's voice asking who's called. I can't believe that Emmett just took a hetero home. But then again, he's not the one who is heterophobic. I am. Heteros, eww. I feel myself shudder at the thought. Then I turn back to Gus, who I had set down on the couch. He is out cold. So I pick up my sleeping son, quickly bathe him, and then lay him in his bed. Then I take my own shower, and crawl into my bed naked again. The next time I open my eyes, it feels like it's only a little while later. When I glance at the clock, wondering why I'm awake, I see the clock reads that it's only an hour later. Then I hear the sound coming from Gus' room. I get up, pull some jogging pants on, and walk into his room. Gus is sitting up in his bed, clutching his bear, and his blanket. "What's wrong, Sonny Boy?" I pull Gus gently into my arms, and hug him close. "I'm scared daddy. I miss mommy and momma." At his words, I hold in a sigh that begs to be released. I murmur soft words of comfort to him, but I don't really know if it's working. So I try talking to him for an hour. Before I know it, it's 5 AM. Gus takes a bath, and I take another shower. Then we go to the diner. I know I look good, but right now, I'm really hurting from those missing hours of sleep. I walk into the diner carrying Gus, and I set him down on Ben's lap, who is sitting next to Michael on one side of the booth. Then I slide in beside Ben and Michael, and Emmett starts demanding that I tell them what happened last night, and why we all had to call it an early night. I call Kiki over, and tell Gus to order what he wants for breakfast first. After he does, and Kiki takes his order, she walks off to go place it. Then I situate my son so that he is busy coloring, and then I turn back to the curious group of people waiting for an answer. "Deb and Gus were in a store that got held up. It's a good thing that neither one of them got hurt, otherwise I would have killed the fucker for taking them from me." I'm serious, and I know that everyone sitting at this booth, knows that I'm serious. Then Emmett pipes up. "Did they get the guy or guys that held up the store?" I shake my head no, and then pick up my cell phone. I look at Ben, then ask him to watch Gus for a minute. When he nods, I get up, and go outside to check my messages. I'm surprised to hear from the trick that blew me last night. As I listen to the voice on my machine, my hand that was holding the phone, tightens. By the end of the message, I'm holding the phone so tightly in my hand, that my hand hurts. As I hang up, I turn to go back inside the diner. As I start to, I bump into someone who was leaving the diner. When I run into them, I look up and see the trick from last night. When he realizes it's me, the guy starts to dig in his pockets for something. "I take it you got the message?" I nod and then ask, "What the fuck is this about?" The trick hands me his card, and I freeze for a moment. Then I play it off, and say, "I don't do repeats." The guy looks at me and says, "You won't be doing anybody at all, if you don't read my card and take my advice." Then he walks off, and I head into the diner, his card still clutched in my hand. I read his card, and freeze again. The guy had said in his message on my phone, that when he was blowing me last night, he had felt a lump on my dick. The realization and fear slam into me at the same time. My old man had cancer. It was lung cancer, though. But still cancer nonetheless. Apparently this guy thinks that I have cancer too. But testicular cancer. Shit. I walk quickly to the bathroom. When I get inside, I lock the door and then pull down my pants to feel my dick. Panic washes over me when I feel the lump. I quickly take a piss, pulls my pants back up, and wash my hands. Then I unlock the door to bathroom, and then quickly exit it. I walk back over to the booth. Looking at Emmett, I say, "I need a favor." Emmett gives me a surprised look, as do the others. Justin is the only one who just looks mildly interested. "I need you to watch Gus for me until tomorrow night. I'm not going to work today." I say it pointedly, so that Justin knows that I'm serious. "Something came up." Ted smirks, and then says, "I can't believe you're ditching work for a trick. I thought you loved Kinnetik. Everyday you yell at Cynthia and me, and I know how much you love doing that. If you don't show up today, Cynthia and I will start to feel neglected." I glare at Ted, and as I'm about to yell at him, and rip him a new asshole, I don't. I speak to him softly, and when my voice is soft, it's most dangerous. "Theodore, if you want to still have a job in a minute, then get your ass out of here and go to Kinnetik." Ted quickly pays for his food and then leaves. I look at Emmett, waiting for an answer. He nods, and so I kiss Gus on the top of his head. I reach over and kiss Mikey, and then nod bye to Emmett, Ben, and Justin. I head for my jeep, and I start looking for this 'Allegheny Cancer Center.' The doctor I'm supposed to speak with, is Andrew Freeman MD. When I get there, I tell them I want an MRI done, and I need some blood samples taken. When I get in to see the oncologist, I tell the man what happened with the trick, and what happened today. We do the MRI, and then he takes the blood samples. When we're through, the guy says that it'll be a week before I get the test results back. As I get dressed again, and then start back to my jeep, I know that waiting a week to find out, is going to drive me crazy. I can already feel my bad mood taking over me, so I quickly go back home, and call Emmett. I tell Emmett to bring Gus home tomorrow night. He agrees, and then I lie down in my bed. Before I know it, I get comfortable in my bed, and then I feel sleep calling me.