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Thanks to Seve..for the story. 

Also thanks to the beta..SID..love ya..

Aida...enjoy your Heath.

Sorry it took awhile, just life kicked my ass awhile. But I'm here to say...I WON.

Thanks for everything guys. For not giving up on me. You guys so rock.

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ST4

<b>Justin</b>

I can’t believe he’s kissing me. Oh hell, I have to stop this before he thinks something. 

I push him back lightly and he looks me in the eyes, breathless. “Justin.” 

I don’t know what to say, so I say nothing, which is probably why Emmett thinks it is a good sign as he leans in to kiss me again. 

I put my hand up to stop him, “Emmett, I’m sorry, I’m not like that.”

Emmett looks at me and smiles, “I get it. It’s all good. I understand. We can take it slow. We can go out, get to know each other.” He rambles on and as funny as it is I have to stop it.

“Em….” He keeps talking.

“We can go to a movie at 7 tonight, dinner first of course.”

“Em,” I try to interrupt again. I hate to hurt him but I can’t even hear myself think at this moment.

“We can enjoy the night.” He’s smiling wide.

“EMMETT!” I scream out and he jumps, turning around to me with a look in his eyes. “I think you misunderstood me again. I meant that I’m not gay.” 

“Oh.” He looks away and I can’t help but laugh. 

“Em, it’s ok. I’m not mad about it.” Emmett looks at me and nods as his cell phone rings. 

“Hello. Oh hey, Brian,” he says. He smiles at me as he continues to talk with Brian. “Yeah sure. Yeah he’s here.” He must be asking about me. “Okay, we will. Okay, see you then. Later.” Hanging up he looks at me. “That was Brian.”

I smile as I nod at him. “I got that much,” I tell him, laughing.

He giggles out. “Well, they’re all at the mall and want us to join them.”  

“Okay, then lets forget this and just go have fun.” He nods, skipping off into the bathroom with a smile. 

Once at the mall, which is pretty big, we see the ‘gang’ which is, Brian, Lindsay, and Michael. “Hey guys...  and girls,” Emmett gushes out. 

“Hey.” Brian looks from me to Emmett and back to me.

“Hey,” I answer more quietly.

We walk around the mall, looking at things and laughing about shit. Brian pulls me aside.

“Hey, is everything okay? You seem like something’s on your mind.” He looks at me with concern. “I know we just met but you can tell me anything you want.” 

I think about if I should tell him about Emmett kissing me, but why, nothing happened. And why do I feel like I don’t want him to know? “No, I’m fine, really. Just taking in the scenery.” 

He looks at me and nods, not knowing if he believes me or not. 

“Hey, come on guys the movie is about to start,” Lindsay yells and before Brian has a chance to ask me again, I head back over.

“Come on Brian, don’t wanna be late,” I say to him as I move towards the gang. 


<b>Brian</B>

Walking into the movie theater I can’t help but feel like something is going on. 

Getting to our seats, Justin sits between Emmett and me. Looking over once the movie starts I see Em putting his hand on Justin’s leg. Justin pushes his hand away and Em tries again.

What’s going on between them? 

Looking over at him I can tell he’s getting annoyed. 

Em can’t seem to leave Justin alone, like he can’t keep his fucking hands to himself. 

Justin just keeps glaring at him and finally gives up and just lets him put it on his leg. 

I keep an eye on them and see Em move his hand up more, Justin glares at him again before leaning over and whispering something to Em.

Em smiles back and nods and whispers something back to which Justin laughs about.

What the fuck is going on with them? Are they ‘together’ or what?

As the movie ends we head outside and I pull Justin aside. “Hey, what’s going with you and Emmett? Are you guys like, together, or something?”

Justin looks at me and grins and taps my face, “Jealous much Brian? But of who, me or him?” Watching him walk away I can’t help the smile on my face…little shit. 

Shaking my head I can’t believe that he said that to me. 

Once we all said our ‘laters’, heading back to our own homes, I get back to my house. Heading up to my room, sitting on the bed thinking about the day, I decide to just shake it off and take a shower. 

Grabbing the towel, walking into the bathroom, turning the water on to let it get warm, I start to undress. 

Thinking the whole time as I climb into the shower. Letting the water run over me and talking to myself. “What’s the deal with them?” 

I also decide to stop thinking about them. I run the soap over my body, paying more attention to my hard cock. I lean my head back, stroking myself. Slow at first, letting my other hand slide between my legs, squeezing and pulling on the balls. 

“Mm, fuck yeah,” I mumble out as I stroke faster, leaning against the shower wall, letting the hand that’s on my balls move back and rub on my ass. Wow, what a sensation. 

I move my hips faster, pumping into my hand, and I can feel my balls tightening up. I can feel that sensation going through my body as I stroke faster. 

“Justin,” I moan out as I shoot my spunk into my hand and onto the other side of the shower. Leaning back, catching my breath, “Shit, that is the hardest I have ever cum.” 

Then it dawns on me, I said a name, and not just any name but Justin’s name. Oh shit, what’s wrong with me? I said a name and the first one is a guy. 

Getting out of the shower I go and lay on the bed. My parents were already in bed when I got home. 

I pick up the phone, needing to know some things and dial the number that, for some reason, I have had memorized ever since he gave it to me at school, waiting for them to pick up.

“Hello?” I hear them pick up.

“Uh, Justin, it’s Brian. You got a minute to talk?” I blurt out.

“Oh. Hey Brian. Thinking of me already?” He asks, laughing, “I’m just kidding. What’s up, Brian?”

Laughing myself, knowing he was on my mind, and the fact it bothers me, well I need to know. “Well, I was wondering what’s going on with you and Emmett.” 

He laughs into the receiver. “Brian, nothing is going on with Emmett and me. I’m straight.” 

“Then why the touching and shit?” I can’t believe I just blurted that out. 

“Look Brian, Em did kiss me today, but I made it clear not to do it again.” Now I understand the quietness.

“What was all that about at the movie?” I pull the sheets up over me, lying down.

Laughing Justin informs me, “I told him if he moved his hand any higher he would be pulling back a stump.”

Now we’re both laughing as he continues. “Then he said that I can’t blame a boy for trying and I told him I was straight and he told me that’s what he was hoping for.” 

“Oh my god, he’s fucking crazy, but that’s why he’s one of our friends.” Laughing with him we talk about the day at school and about the ‘jocks’ and how impressed I was with how he handled him. 

We talk and laugh for like two hours before Justin yawns. “Oh shit, it’s fucking late. I should get to sleep too. So I’ll see you tomorrow?” Even though a part of me likes talking to him. He’s really easy to talk to. 

“Yeah, tomorrow and Brian, thanks for tonight. I mean all of you have made me feel welcomed and a part of something.” 

“Oh no problem, you’re cool and fit right in. Night Justin.” 

“Night Brian. Later.” Hearing him hang up I put the phone on off.

“Yeah later,” I say as I place the phone on the hook and lay all the way down, closing my eyes and going right into a nice deep sleep.

And for the life of me, I can’t stop the dreams I start to have. 

Of Justin.