Thx to the beta and to all the girls for helping me on this.Hope you enjoy it.
Brian’s POV As I wake up to the beaming Sunshine above me I can’t help but smile. “Morning, Brian.” Justin beams and kisses me. “Morning, Sunshine.” I smile back as I pull him down onto me. “You’re so warm.” He rubs his forehead on my neck. “Make that hot and horny.” I whisper to him as he lifts up. Smiling, he moves down taking my dick into his warm mouth. “Oh fuck, talk about fucking hot. Your mouth is on fire.” I moan out. “Justin, wait until you feel my ass.” I look down at him smiling. He pulls away and smiles back at me before engulfing my cock once more. He has such a talented mouth. Mikey’s an idiot. Justin is every queer’s wet dream. But now he is MY reality. He leans up, getting a condom and the lube. Looking down at me he smiles that fucking evil smile. I melt into the bed. “You ready for your dick, up my ass?” “No.” I tell him and he looks at me in shock. “Brian?” “Because I want to feel YOUR dick up my ass. I want YOU to make love to me.” I tell him and my reward is his Sunshine smile. He prepares me with his tongue and lube after that. He places his dick at my entrance. He pushes himself in. It feels so fucking good, like his dick is the key to my buried treasure. “Oh fuck, Justin. “ I repeat over and over, like a broken record. “Mmm, so tight Brian.” He slams into me and I know I won’t last much longer. I feel Justin reaching his orgasm as he reaches down between us and starts stroking my hard cock. We both shoot our load at the same time. Justin licks his fingers clean of my cum. “I love the taste of you.” He pulls out and removes the condom, but before he throws it away, I take it from him. Opening it, I put it to my mouth, letting his spunk smooth my throat. “And I love the taste of you.” He smiles as he leans in, kissing me. “So what are you going to do today.” I ask him. “I need to get the rest of my stuff from Michael’s.” “Want me to go with you?” “No, Mikey is still your best friend. Let’s not rub this in his face.” “Like he did with Ben to you?” He looks at me and nods. “But Brian, I still loved him. He hurt me bad, but it doesn’t mean I have to go down to his level and rub us in his face or hurt him. I’m better then that.” I respect him for that. “You’re a better man than I am.” I tell him, kissing his neck. “Are you sure?” “Bri, please. I don’t want to make things worse with you and Michael.” “Justin, you aren’t. HE has a new boyfriend. He can’t dictate who you or I see, even if it’s his best friend. He will have to deal with me being in love with his ex.” “I know, but let’s take this slow. I have feelings I need to sort out. I want to give us the best try but I need to be over Michael or at least be out of his place and here before we make it official with us.” I nod my head at him in understanding. “I understand, just do what you need to do. I love you enough to step back and let you do this at your pace.” “I love you too, or at least starting to. I just don’t want there to be any trouble with anyone thinking I left him for you.” “They know he cheated on you Justin and they are as pissed as you are. Justin, know I’ll be here when you get back and I’ll be here when you are ready.” “I will.” He smiles, kissing me softly before walking out. ***************************** Justin’s POV I walk up to Michael’s apartment and I can’t help but feel a bit sad. This used to be home. I was happy here. I walk into the building and get my key out. ‘I will have to leave this behind or give it back’ I think to myself. After knocking a few times I open the door to find it empty. Good, no one is home. I just want to get my stuff and get out. I make my way to the bedroom, grabbing a bag. I start to throw things in. I pick up one of Michael’s shirts. I put it to my face and smell in the scent I came to know so well in the time we were together. I feel the tears welling up and I think this is harder then I thought it would be. “It doesn’t have to end this way. You still love me.” I turn to find Michael, standing by the door. “You still love me?” He asks again. “Don’t you?” “I always will.” I tell him, putting his shirt down. “Justin.” He slowly walks towards me. “Don’t Michael. You made your choice.” He smiles at me and reaches out to rub his hand down my face. Instincts made me lean into his touch. I close my eyes. “Why Mikey? Why did you do it? I thought we were happy.” I wipe a tear away. “We were. I fucked up.” I look at him. “Jus.” He leans in, kissing me. The lips that I came to love to kiss, were now kissing me again and without thinking, and having the familiar touch again, I kiss him back. He pulls me into him, putting his hand up my shirt, rubbing my chest. We both moan. “Justin.” He whispers. I put him onto the bed, kissing him again. I close my eyes, maybe my way to his open shirt. Michael runs his fingers through my hair. I pull away suddenly remembering why I was there. I look down at him. “Do you love me?” “Yes.” He moans out, running his hand down my cheek. “Do you love him?” His hand stops and he’s quiet. I know my answer already before I hear his response in a low voice. “Yes.” I get up, fixing my shirt. “Justin, please. I know what I did and said some things I shouldn’t have. But can’t we work something out? We can work this out.” “Michael, you cheated on me for weeks. Not a day, not a week but for fucking weeks. You say you love us both. I deserve better then having just one half of your heart.” I grab my bags putting the key on the table. “Justin, if you walk out that door, it’s over. No more chances.” “We’ve been over.” I tell him without looking back at him as I leave the apartment. I can hear him yelling for me. He runs out to catch me. “Justin, you can’t be mad at me for loving him. You love Brian.” I turn around to face him. “I would never be falling for him if YOU didn’t cheat on me. The way I feel about Brian is still a work in progress. And for the record, I would have never left you for him because I fucking loved you. But all bets are off and I can do what I want and see who I want.” “And you want him?” “Now, yes. He makes me laugh. He treats me good and he loves me. It will take awhile to fully let him have all of me, the way I did with you, but I am willing to try.” “He isn’t the settling type Justin. He doesn’t do love, or boyfriends or relationships.” Michael yells at me. “No, Michael he doesn’t, with you. But with me, he does. He feels different about me and I am slowly letting him in and giving him my heart.” “Justin, he’s a slut.” I feel my blood start to boil. “No, Mikey, YOU are. Brian has NEVER promised me anything. But you fucking did. You decided to spread your legs and cheat on me, you are the slut. And don’t talk about Brian like that. Did you stop to think that maybe he changed while he was gone?” “No.” He replies quietly. “Yeah, well, obviously he has and I love him in a different way than you. I actually trusted you. It’s easy for you to blame me, or Brian but this is on your fucking shoulders. It’s your fault we aren’t still together.” I get in my car as he leans in my window, grabbing my neck and kissing me. I push him away as I start the car. “Good bye, Michael.” I pull away, leaving Michael and part of my heart behind as well. I really did love him. But I can’t be with a man I can’t trust. BRIAN’S POV: I hang up my phone as I just finished talking on the phone with Justin. He was letting me know he was on his way back. Not two minutes of hanging up, my cell rings again. Thinking is Justin again I don’t bother to look at the I.D. “What did you forget Sunshine?” I lean on the couch smiling. “I want you to let him go. How will he come back to me?” Mikey screams into the phone. “Fuck you, Mikey. You have the professor and I have Justin. And even if he wasn’t with me, Justin is his own man and it is his choice where he chooses to be. And I really don’t think he would be going back to you.” “He kissed me Brian. He loves ME!” I close my eye when he continues. “He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me, kissed my chest. He isn’t over me and I know he can’t love you like that.” “Mikey, at this moment, he loves you in a sad way, but I know he is getting over you. He fucked me before he went over to your place. And ask yourself why he doesn’t love you anymore or why he is getting over you and moving on or why he stopped?” “That’s not a concern. We can work our problems if it wasn’t for you.” “Bullshit Mikey, why the fuck did he stop kissing you?” I ask more demanding. “None of your business. Probably because he thought he would be cheating on you. He took my fucking shirt. He wanted it. He asked me for it. He will never be yours fully Brian, especially since he still wants and loves me.” He tells me before hanging up. Fifteen minutes later Justin walks through the door, carrying his stuff from Michael’s. I help him with it. “Thought you said you didn’t have a lot?” “I didn’t. I went shopping.” He smiles up at me. “You okay?” I ask, pulling him into me. “Not really.” “Tell me what happened. It will make you feel better.” I kiss his forehead. He tells me how he went there and Mikey wasn’t there. He showed up and they talked, they cried and Mikey kissed him. He got caught up in the moment and old feelings and kissed him back. Pushing him down on the bed. He kissed Michael’s chest and moved down by his stomach and he asked if Mikey loved him. He said yes and he asked if he loved Ben and Mikey said yes too. So he got up, leaving the key and left. He regrets kissing him because it hurt more. Justin leans into me and hugs me. “Brian, I know you want me to give you all I have, but right now, I can’t. I love you as much as I can right now.” I kiss his lips to stop him from saying more. I lean back and look him in the eyes. “Justin, stop. I know how you feel. We will work this out and we will take things slow.” I kiss him again. “Thanks. I know that it’s not fair to you.” “Justin, baby, this is my decision. You are worth the wait.” Then he starts to sob again. Justin eventually falls asleep so I take the opportunity to look him over. He is so sad right now. I know he loved Mikey. But could Mikey be right about Justin? I look at the bag that Michael said the shirt is in and it’s not that I don’t trust Justin, but I have to know if it’s there. I open it and see the shirt tucked to the side. I close my eyes. I know he said he is over him. I just have to wait this out. Okay, so now I have jealousy issues. Justin woke up and for the rest of the night we put his things up. He pulls the clothes out of the bag, not caring that I am right there and can see Michael’s shirt. “What are you looking for?” I ask him. “A shirt.” He replies. Shit. “That one.” I reply pointing to Mikey’s shirt. He looks at it and throws it away. “Justin, why the fuck did you threw it away? Isn’t that the one you want? “What, no.” He tells me and then looks at the shirt. “Brian, shit he’s fucking told you about that shirt, didn’t he?” I look at him. “No Brian, it’s not what you are thinking. He told you that so you would get pissed and throw me out so I would have no where to go but back to him. I am seriously looking for my blue sweater. It’s missing.” “Well, maybe Mikey switched them. Blue for blue. Justin I believe you, stop looking at me like that.” “I don’t know. Daphne gave it to me before I moved here. I’m glad you believe me.” He tells me. “Justin, look I know you are telling the truth. You haven’t lied to me before. Maybe you misplaced it.” “No, I packed it in this bag because I wanted to wear it when we go to Babylon tonight.” “You want to go out tonight?” “Yeah, I need to let off some steam. And I wanted to wear my favorite shirt.” “How bout you let me dress you tonight?” I ask him. “Umm, okay, but nothing too stupid.” He looks at me. “Justin, you could wear tin foil and you wouldn’t look stupid. You look hot in everything.” He blushes and I get the clothes he will wear. I picked a dark pair of leather pants and a light blue sleeveless wife beater. He always dances so hard that he would be hot in anything else, and for once I don’t mean his looks. We get out to Babylon and meet up with the boys, minus Mikey and Ben. “Hey baby, you okay?” Emmett hugs Justin to him, a little too long in my opinion so I gradually lift his arms off my baby as I wrap my arms around his waist. “Let’s go dance Sunshine.” He nods his head as he takes Emmett’s drink from him and downs it. “Justin you shouldn’t…” I start to say when he stops me. “I know him.” He smiles as he pulls me to the dance floor. We get into dancing and I can tell Justin could use a drink. “I’m going to go get us a drink.” I say to him as he nods his head and smiles. I head up to the bar and as I am standing there Emmett comes over. “How is he doing?” “He’s holding his own.” I tell him. “Looks like someone else wants to hold him.” Em points to the floor. I look over to find Justin in the arms of Mikey with his hand on Michael’s chest. I walk over and stand behind Justin as Michael pulls him into a kiss. Justin pushes him away. “No, Michael. I told you I won’t fucking do this. Just stop. Please Michael, just stop.” I push Michael away from him and pull him into me. “You okay?” I whisper into his ear. He shakes his head. “Michael, it’s obvious that he doesn’t want to be with you anymore. Stop fucking with his heart. He’s torn apart enough. I’m trying to help him heal, but you are fucking ripping him apart.” I tell him. “Why are you doing this?” “Because he loves me Brian.” Michael tries to tell me. “He doesn’t want to be with you.” “He doesn’t love you Brian.” “I am giving him what he needs, back the fuck off Michael.” “STOP IT! JUST FUCKING STOP!” Justin screams at us both. He turns to me. “Brian, please take me home.” “Justin, I am sorry. Please, I love you. I will die without you.” Justin stops and turns around “Michael Novotny, don’t you fucking use that line on him. He’s hurting enough.” Emmett comes up behind Justin who seems to lean into him. “Michael, he’s right. Stop this.” Ted tells him as well. “NO, I want him with me.” I take Justin into my arms, leading him out. We get outside where Justin collapses into my arms. “I know you still love him Justin. If he is what you want…” “No, I don’t, I mean if it wasn’t for what happened I would. Damn it, he was fucking wearing my shirt.” “I thought so.” I whisper and we both laugh as Michael stands there watching us. Justin looks away and looks at me. “I do love him Brian. We were together a long time.” “I know.” “But I can’t trust him. I can’t be with someone I can’t trust.” “Do you trust me?” I have to ask. He leans into me and puts his arms around me. “With my life Brian.” He whispers. The rest of the group stands there, watching us as I put Justin in the car, never looking at the blue sweater stealer as we pass by him to go home. MICHAEL’S POV: I can’t believe that he left with him. I am offering him another chance to be with the man he loves. ME. How can he do this with Brian and in front of me? I am not hurting him anymore. I am trying to get him back, so I can make him happy again. I know I fucked Ben and hell that someone wouldn’t. He’s fucking hot. As they drive by me Justin won’t even look at me. I can’t believe I fucked up. I pick the phone up and dial Ben’s number. “Hello.” He says. “Ben is Michael. I need you to come over.” “Michael, it’s late. I have class in the morning.” “Okay, never mind.” I hang up the cell. I look at the sweater I have on. Is Justin’s I thought if I wore it, he would see I need him in my arms. I need him to keep me warm. I love him. I love Ben. But I can live without Ben. I can’t without Justin. Why can’t he see that? I know Ben is a great fuck. But even he is telling me I was wrong on what I did and that I am doing things to hurt Justin. Well, what I’ll do next will hurt him forever.