Calendar Boy-12
Author: Elsa Rose Bryant
Plot Bunny: Judy

The next time Justin woke up, he all but purred. It was wonderful to have Brian’s arms around him even if they were both sticky and smelled a tad ripe.

“It’s about time you woke up.” Ruby hissed. 

“Fuck off R-1.” Justin mumbled, his eyes still closed. “We’re sleeping.”

“You sooo aren’t sleeping.” Reggie said.

Both Brian and Justin opened their eyes and stared. Ruby and Reggie sat cross-legged at the end of the bed facing each other with an obvious chess game in progress between them. LV perched, long legs up around his ears, on Justin’s office chair as he twirled it around and around in circles, his Ipod plugged into his ears, his eyes shut as he listened to his tunes. 

The two sexually sated men lay back down, only this time they pulled the duvet over their ears. “If we’re quiet, will they all go away?” Brian whispered loudly.

“Not likely.” Justin answered as he wiggled closer. “Hey, I’m not impotent.” 

“Fuck that impotent shit.” Brian snorted.

“Yes we are <i>all</i> well aware you can get it up. You two are the noisiest fuckers in the world. And have you ever heard of doors and how to shut them?” Ruby bitched.  “I thought the cat was dying with all the grunts and squeals and shouting.”

“We don’t have a cat.”” Justin answered, his face bright red. “You didn’t close the door?” he asked Brian.

“Never thought about it. I saw you sleeping and I lost all my good sense.” Brian loved the way Justin looked when he blushed. He hoped his lover never lost that little bit of naivety.  Poking his head back out from under the covers, Brian said. “Get out of here, all of you.”

“Can’t, this is fun.” Reggie said. “Besides, in two moves I’ll have Ruby in checkmate.

“It’s not fun for me.” LV piped up. “I mean I like you guys and everything, but trust me, gay sex doesn’t do it for me. I’m just here because there’s no point in saying no to the R’s, they don’t listen.” 

“With joints as flexible as yours, you’d be a lot of fun in bed.” Brian observed the weird pose LV had assumed as he turned slowly in Justin’s chair. “Owuch.” Justin had pinched his nipple.

“Don’t you even think of it Brian.” He warned. “LV is Daphne’s.” 

“I am?” LV looked over at Justin with interest, or what he could see of Justin as his friend was still covered head to toe.

“Duh.” Ruby and Reggie said together and giggled. 

LV unfolded his legs and stood up. “Hey Justin, when you can manage to keep Brian’s cock out of your mouth for five minutes, I need to talk to you about that contract for the comic. The studio called and it’s a go. They’re willing to launch the comic first and then have the movie ready for viewing in three months. Media hype should begin soon, so they need to talk to us.” 

“Daddy’s going to be one of the evil villains. He wanted to be Rage, but we told him Rage was gay and daddy said he couldn’t do it ‘cause everyone thinks he’s gay now and they’d be sure of it if he played gay.” Reggie laughed. “I think it was really that he knew he was too old to be Rage. Checkmate.” She said as she moved her queen.

“Well I demand a rematch, but not now, I’m going to do a few laps in the pool. Are you coming Justy?” Ruby asked her friend, swatting his legs for emphasis. 

“Does it look like I want to go swimming now?” Justin demanded, throwing the sheet off of his face. “And LV, for fuck sake, our contract with the movie people said they’d wait until the second issue was on the street, you know we wanted to develop that bashing story.”

“I know, I know, but you’ve been busy with one thing or another. I didn’t think we’d finish the story line.”

“Well I did finish it. I’ve got almost every one of the cells done. It should be ready for the printer next week.” Justin got out of bed, not caring that he was naked. 

Brian watched in awe and amusement as his former twink turned into an astute businessman. He almost laughed out loud when Justin’s warm naked ass touched the cold leather of his chair before the young man booted up his computer. 

“Things have changed since I saw you last.” Brian laughed. 

“Yeah, I’m one year older.” Justin’s finger flew over his keyboard. 

“You might as well go shower Brian, once he starts we have to pry him off of the keyboard. He thinks he has to work 24/7 or all his companies will fold.” LV laughed. 
“The girls give him food periodically, I cook it, they deliver it.”  He looked at Brian. “I’m glad you stopped listening to him and decided to visit. It’s been awhile.” LV smiled and waved before heading toward the kitchen. He turned around. “And Brian, I’m glad you helped him find his mojo, I knew you could do it, I must have told him that a hundred times.”

Brian was surprised to hear those words from LV. And he was surprised that Justin, who he’d talked to almost daily by email had kept so much from him. Standing up, he walked over to Justin and stood behind him. He placed his hands on Justin’s shoulders, massaging some stiffness from the muscles. “We need to shower.” His voice was soft as he leaned down to speak close to Justin’s ear. 

“Let me finish this email to the producers.” Justin said but he leaned back into Brian’s touch. 

“Seems you’re quite the entrepreneur.” Brian began. 

“I do okay.” Justin shrugged. “there it’s sent.” He sighed. “This comic book thing has turned out bigger than LV and I ever expected. We sold out of our first printing, and we’re on the sixth printing that we expect to sell out. We’re doubling up on everything for the second issue.”

“And you were going to tell me about this when?” Brian asked.

“I didn’t think you’d care. I mean it’s just a comic book, nothing earth shattering. And certainly it isn’t as important as the work that you do.” Justin stood up and stretched. 

“I like to know what you’re doing. I like to think that we can talk to each other about our days. I tell you what I’ve been doing.” Brian folded Justin in his arms, pulling him close. 

“You didn’t tell me you were coming.” 

“What would you have said if I’d told you?” Brian asked knowing the answer.

“Not now, I’m too busy, maybe in a week or so.” They both said at the same time. 

Justin looked into Brian’s eyes and saw the truth reflected there. “I’ve been hiding from you.” He whispered. 

“Yes and I’ve let you hide. I thought you needed space to find what ever it was you were looking for.” He brushed Justin’s hair from his forehead. “But I was wrong to let you do it on your own and you were wrong not to ask for my help.”

Justin rested his head on Brian’s chest. “We’re naked.”

“It works like that when you don’t put clothes on.” Brian’s laugh rumbled in Justin’s ear. He tilted Justin’s chin up. “We have to talk about something. You and I last night, we fucked more than once and each time there wasn’t a condom.” 

“I was trying to ignore that.” Justin bent his head. “I’m really sorry Brian. I thought I was dreaming. You can fuck without condoms when you dream. It’s some kind of no condom rule.” 

“I’ve heard of that rule.” Brian looked into Justin’s eyes. “I’m safe Justin, in case you were wondering. I’ve actually been rather celibate lately.”

“Lately?” 

“Since before your surgery.” 

“That’s a long lately, but I’ve been celibate too, but that’s because I can’t get it up.” 

“Couldn’t.” Brian laughed and looked down at both of their semi erect cocks. “Couldn’t, not can’t.” 

“I can’t believe it’s working.” 

Brian batted Justin’s cock with his. “It works rather well.” He turned him and together they headed into the bathroom. It was time to get cleaned up.

Back in Pittsburgh, Michael was unpacking his latest shipment from his supplier. “Fuck, they shorted me on the Rage comics.” He was pissed because he had orders for most of them and he wanted to keep some of the first issues for himself as an investment. After all, Rage was the first out and proud gay superhero. 

“Hey, did Rage come” Hunter asked. He’d been out front waiting on a customer. “I’ve got two kids waiting.” 

“They shorted me and they aren’t going to do another printing.” He waved a paper at Hunter. “They’re going to issue two next month.”

“Cool, let’s order now so we’ll have them.” Hunter turned and left the room. 

Michael sat on an unopened box and pulled out one of the Rage comics. He couldn’t get over how much Rage looked like Brian, it was almost uncanny. He leaned back to day dream a story line that was more to his liking. One where Rage discovered that he loved his sidekick. An advertisement on the comic’s back page caught Michael’s attention. There was going to be a launch party for the movie that was being produced. Readers were asked to submit a short essay on why they would like to be there. Fifty words or less was all they asked for. And the winner would also get a signed copy of the first and second issue. Signed by the creator of the comic book. 
Michael was elated. “Hey Hunter, can you watch the store for me?” he shouted. 

“What do you think I’m doing now?” Hunter shouted back.

“I mean without me being here.” Michael said as he pulled on his jacket. “I have to go home and write something.” 

“Okay, go home, but I’m not staying late, you better come back. I’ve got things to do and you don’t pay shit.” Hunter was leaning on the counter, one hand idly turning the page of a comic book while keeping his gaze on two young customers. 

Back in LA, Brian was soaping Justin’s back. They’d decided to fuck first and wash later, it seemed like the most economical use of their time. Though Justin was thinking that if Brian didn’t stop with the suggestive back washing, there was going to be round three. “When are you coming back to Pittsburgh?” Brian asked.

“I’m busy, maybe in a couple of weeks.” Justin joked. “But seriously, I am busy. I’m almost finished with University. I need to concentrate on that. And now there’s this movie. It’s been a bitch keeping up with it as well as everything else.”

“Did it ever occur to you that you don’t need to work yourself into the ground?” Brian asked. “It’s not like you need the money.”

“I don’t need the money because I’m working myself into the ground.” Justin laughed. “No, I’m really not. I just kind of like the sound of it.”

“I wanted to be with you after the surgery, but you disappeared to Switzerland.” Brian did his best to keep the hurt out of his voice. “I wasn’t allowed to even visit.”

“I explained that before Brian, I wasn’t in any shape to talk to anyone. I felt like shit all the time and I was high a great deal of the time. I only stayed for half the treatments. I finished here in LA, the girls looked after me, the girls and LV.”

“But I wanted to look after you.” Brian was now drying Justin with a fluffy towel the color of the blond’s eyes. “I wanted you to need me.”

“I’ll always need you Brian. We’re best friends. Isn’t that what you wanted? I remember all of your rules. You’ve broken the no fucking a friend rule, but one out of the three isn’t bad. I just didn’t need you seeing me broken. For you I want to be at my best. I want to be your equal. Do you think I work so much so that I can have a big bank account? No, I work because I want to be your financial and business equal. Why else do you think I’ve taken so many marketing and advertising courses. It’s because I want us to be equals in everything. It’s part of my five year plan.”

“What happens in the fifth year?” Brian asked shocked and curious. 

“That’s easy, you fall in love with me and ask me to marry you. We live happily ever after.” Justin laughed, his laugh filling the room. “Isn’t that what you figured I’d want?” 

“No.” Brian stumbled into the bed and barely saved himself. “Fuck, I don’t need another broken ankle.” 

Justin laughed, “I told you, just jump on the mattress.

“When did your five year plan begin?” Brian asked as he pulled on a pair of jeans out of his suitcase.

“The day I met you.” Justin laughed as he jumped from the bed to the floor. He ran out into the main part of the condo wearing only a pair of cut off jeans. It was then Brian realized just how well developed the blond’s body had become. Justin had always interested and intrigued him, but now he was seeing a new facet of the young man who no longer could be considered a boy. 

Brian followed his lover. “I hope LV has coffee started.” He said to no one in particular. 

“Of course I have coffee started. We all live on it. Some of us even mainline the stuff.” He nodded toward Justin who was draining his first cup of coffee. “Jus, save some for your boyfriend.”

“That’s so high school. Brian’s my friend; the fact that he’s male isn’t of any consequence.” 

“It is when you’re shouting his name in the middle of night.” Ruby snickered. She’d been doing stretching exercises in the foyer. She laughed out loud at Justin’s crimson flush. 

“I see Brian has discovered our thinking picture.” Reggie said on her way through. 

Brian hadn’t noticed much of anything when he’d arrived the night before, preferring to make his way quietly to Justin’s bed. But now the larger than life canvas had begun to work its magic on the man it represented. He was in awe of the painting. It was alive with emotion, so much so that it was hard to breathe as you looked at it. 

“Well.” Justin said as he handed Brian a mug of coffee. 

“I can’t even say what I feel about this.”  Brian took the coffee without seeing it, he was so busy staring at the painting. “Do you really feel this way about me? I mean it’s somehow like looking into your heart, your mind.” 

“You really get what I did.” Justin beamed his pleasure. “I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to show you this painting. But you took the decision away from me and you know, I’m glad you appeared like some kind of rescuing prince.”

“Drama princess moment, Sunshine?” Brian asked with a laugh. “There wasn’t anything wrong with you that the right person couldn’t fix.”

“Get over yourself Brisie, he would have figured it out when he got horny enough.” Ruby said from her perch on the back of the sofa. 

“I’m sure Brian helped.” Justin leaned into the man he loved. “In fact I know Brian helped.” 

“Don’t you guys start again, this place isn’t sound proofed enough.” LV grumbled. 

“Don’t worry LV, I have a surprise for Sunshine. All work and no play makes a very grumpy boy.”

“Man.” Justin had to add. 

“Man.” 

Brian agreed. “Now throw some clothes in a bag, we’re going away for the weekend.” 

“I don’t have time.”

“Yes you do.” Brian steered Justin back toward the bedroom, stopping only to refill his coffee mug. “It’s only for a couple of days. You deserve the time off. And I deserve to have this time with you.”

“Why now? I mean it’s been almost a year with you all but ignoring me.” Justin was filling a small bag. 

“I told you. I wasn’t ignoring you. I was letting you find yourself or whatever the fuck you were doing. It was you who pulled back from me.”

“We’re friends, fuck buddies, we aren’t joined at the hip Brian.”

“My, my, haven’t you become cynical in your old age.” Brian took out a shirt and replaced it with another, despite Justin’s glare.

“Brian.” Justin pulled on Brian’s arm until they were facing one another. “What am I to you? I want to know. I mean I know that when we first met you made it clear that I was just a fuck, but we’ve stayed close. You’ve been there for me when I needed you.”

“You’ve been there for me too Justin, and you were never just a fuck. Right from the first when I looked into your bottomless blue eyes, I knew I should turn around and run fast and hard. I felt like I’d been hit with a sledgehammer. Instead I smiled and started to talk to the most perfect young man I was ever going to meet. I put it down to the drugs I’d taken, but I knew deep down that you were going to make me grow up and become the man I’d always wanted to be. It was fucking terrifying, yet exciting at the same time. And I was right, we’ve had quite the roller coaster ride.” 

“You already were that man Brian, you haven’t changed.” Justin sighed and leaned into Brian. “I’m the one that’s changed. I’m the one that isn’t perfect anymore.” He held up his hand. “My hand is fucked for life, my face is scarred and I have one plastic ball and the scar that goes with it.” 

“Life Justin, you’ve experienced life. We all end up with scars and nicks just from living and if anyone tells you different they’re lying. You think I don’t have my own scars? Well I do and believe me Justin, we’ll have more before the game called life is over. But really, it just doesn’t matter if we have each other.” 

“Are you nuts Brian, been taking some kind of designer drug?” Justin shook his head. “I don’t believe you.”

“Justin, I’m going to ask you something and I want a truthful answer. Are we only friends and fuck buddies, or do we have something more?” Brian used all of his Irish charm when he asked the question because there really was only one answer he wanted to hear.

“I don’t think of you as my fuck buddy. I do think we’re friends. But I’ve always wanted what we are to be more. I love you Brian even if you hate it when I say the world love. It’s the way I feel. I’ve worked hard to grow up and become your equal only because I hope that you’ll love me when I do.”

“Since I’ve never actually been in love, I’m not sure what I feel for you is love. I know I want you with me every day. I know I miss you when we don’t talk. I know I look forward to your emails each day and I look through my memory box more often than you’ll ever know just to see your smile even if it is on a photo.” He kissed Justin’s forehead. “Will that do for now?” he asked. 

“For now.” Justin admitted, unable to stop his smile. “I really can’t go anywhere this weekend. I kind of have an appointment.” He looked embarrassed. “It was supposed to be a surprise for you.”

“Oh, what kind of surprise?” Brian asked. 

“You remember when I posed for that calendar?” Justin asked as he shouldered his bag. “It has to do with that.” 

“You can tell me all about it Sunshine on our way to my hotel.” 

“Your hotel?” Justin looked around. “You always stay here.”

“But as the girls pointed out, we have a tendency to be noisy. I don’t want anything stopping us from having fun and I also don’t want to wake up with an audience. Haven’t you guys ever heard of privacy?” 

“Brian, we’re friends.” Justin shook his head as he took the older man’s hand, leading him out of the apartment. “You have to come with me to my appointment. You might even find it’s fun.”

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Months later, in Pittsburgh, all of Liberty Avenue was gearing up for Christmas. Tonight Babylon had been given over to the GLC for their annual fundraiser. Rumors abounded about the special guest that was going to present the winning prize to Michael Novotny for his entry in the Rage contest. No one was actually sure why Babylon had been chosen for this presentation other than Rage was a gay comic. The owner of the club, Brian Kinney wasn’t talking, but that wasn’t unusual. The man was always close mouthed about things he felt were important. 

That night Brian dressed carefully for the evening. Where normally he’d wear club clothes for the festivities, tonight he dressed rather unusually in a deep red velvet suit designed by Hugo Boss. It was outrageous but beautiful and heads turned with more aplomb than usual when he strode through Babylon’s doors that night. 

“What’s with the Santa suit?” Ted had to ask.

“Why Theodore, so glad you noticed.” Brian beamed. “Tonight should prove interesting for all concerned.”

“Justin is waiting in your office. I still don’t understand why you haven’t told anyone about him.” 

“It’s a test Theodore. If anyone finds out about him, I’ll know you can’t be trusted and I’ll have to kill you.”

“I trust you’re joking.” Ted called as Brian disappeared up the stairs to his office. 

Justin stood at the window watching the arrival of everyone. He moved in time to the music, letting it absorb into his body as he remembered the first time he’d ever been in the club. Brian came in and Justin smiled, though he continued watching. The past year had been one of the best in his life. He’d graduated with honors from the University. He’d helped LV open one of the more popular restaurants in L.A.. The girls were happy, in fact they were on the dance floor performing, something that came to them naturally. And he had Brian as his life partner. “Hey.” He said leaning back into Brian’s arms. “I can’t believe the number of calendars you ordered. Do you really think they’ll all sell tonight?” 

“They’ll all sell. The distributors will have them in the Liberty Avenue stores for the poor suckers who couldn’t come here tonight.  But not until the weekend. We want them hungry for the thing, it’ll make more money for the GLC than they’ll know what to do with.” 

“You look amazing.” Justin had turned around to view his man. “Better than amazing. I’m going to keep you in red forever.” 

“You are, are you?” Brian laughed. “In that case I’m keeping you naked, ‘cause that’s my favorite color on you.”

“For an old guy you sure are horny.” Justin snickered. He knew Brian hated him mentioning his age. “This is going to be such a cool way of releasing the calendar and the Rage movie all at once.” 

“It’s your night Sunshine. I’m just along for the ride.” Brian combed his fingers through Justin’s hair. “Damn, I love how the sun has turned you almost white blond.” 

“Everywhere.” Justin took Brian’s hand and moved it to his cock. “Gotta love nude sunbathing.” 

“Brat.” Brian laughed. It was something they argued about, though not seriously. Brian was worried for Justin’s skin. He’d decided that even with spf 300, Justin wouldn’t be safe from dreaded melanoma. Justin insisted on painting in the nude on his private balcony. Painting had become the blond’s new passion.

“I still think this is kind of over kill… but they’re your friends.” Justin was nervous about what was going to happen.

“Brian Kinney is off the market… what better way than this to show them all. And think of all the fun everyone will have talking about it.” Brian grinned at Justin.

The rooms downstairs had reached capacity. Brian caught a signal from the stage. “It’s show time Sunshine.”

“This is beyond schmaltzy.” Justin said, “Verging on sugar overload. Not to mention so unlike you, your friends will probably have you committed.”

“I’ll blame on a certain piece of blond boy ass.” Brian opened the door. He took the wireless mic and connected it to the battery pack he was already wearing. The music that had been playing stopped and the lights flickered off until a spot light picked up Brian on the catwalk. 

“I’d like to welcome all of you to Babylon on behalf of the GLC. All profits from tonight will be donated to the center, so make sure you drink up. But right now I’m going to introduce the first part of the program, the launching of a calendar. You can watch the various screens around the room – each month will be displayed – 100% of the proceeds of the sale of this calendar is for the GLC.”

There was a buzz as people quizzed each other then music began. It was an old song and surprisingly Brian was singing it.

“I love my, love my, love my calendar boy, yeah sweet calendar boy, I love my, love my, love my calendar boy, each and every day of the year.” 

January, you start the year off fine. – the screens flashed to a picture of Justin posed as if snuggled in the arms of a polar bear, he was wearing only a smile and a well placed paw.

February, you’re my little valentine – Justin, posed provocatively with a heart shaped box of chocolates, sat astride a naked Brian on a red satin covered bed, feeding him a chocolate. Both of them were naked.

March, going to march you down the aisle -  Brian and Justin both in white tux’s stood hand in hand under an arbor of white roses. They were facing one another and their feelings were unmistakable.

April, you’re the easter bunny when  you smile – Justin in bunny ears but not much else smiled from the center of a giant easter basket filled with brightly colored eggs.

A cheer went through the crowd who had by now gotten over their shock of what they were seeing. 

Brian continued his descent down the catwalk stairs, he was moving to the stage with the spotlight still on him.

“Yeah, yeah, my heat’s in a whirl, I love my, love my, love my little calendar boy each and every day of the year.

May..maybe if I ask your mom and dad…. Justin looked demure in his old school clothes. His pants hanging tight and low and his tee shirt cut off above his navel.  LV and Ruby posed as his dad and mom.

June..they’ll let me take you to the junior prom… This time the room roared in laughter as Justin in a see through prom dress simpering up at an old fashioned blue tuxedo clad Brian who stood holding a corsage.

July.. like a fire cracker all aglow.. Justin in red white and blue body paint posed against a backdrop of a night sky lit with fire works.

August…when you’re on the beach you steal the show…. Justin lay on a towel on a beach, ass in the air as Brian pretended to shoo away five muscle bound guys.

“Yeah, yeah, my heart’s in a whirl, I love my, love my, love my little calendar boy each and every day of the year

September, I light the candles on your sweet sixteen. Justin, naked on a bed, laughed up at Brian, the two of the surrounded by hundreds of candles.

October…Romeo and Juliet on Halloween… this time Justin was Romeo and Brian was Juliet, making the crowd laugh again. Later they would discover the costumes were virtually see through.

November….I give thanks that you belong to me…Brian had reached the stage and was walking across it as a screen behind him showed Justin laying naked on a bed of fall leaves, the colors glowing and so was he.

December…. You’re the present beneath my tree.” And now everyone could see why Brian was dressed as he was. For December’s page showed him in the same suit helping up a beribboned, but naked Justin up from where he’d been laying beneath a brightly decorated tree. Everyone gasped because it was really happening. Not only was the calendar page showing on the monitors and screens, but Justin was being helped up by Brian in a reenactment. He looked naked, but in fact had on a skin toned body suit and many Christmas ribbons.

“Yeah, yeah, my heart’s in a whirl, I love my, love my, love my little calendar boy each and every day of the year.” The crowd went wild as Brian and Justin stood on the stage and beamed at one another as well as their open mouthed friends. 

Justin picked  up a microphone and began to speak. “Calendars are for sale at the bars.”
He didn’t get a chance to say anything more as the crowd headed for the various bars. 

“See I told you it would go over.” Brian drawled. He shrugged out of the hot velvet jacket. Hugo Boss or not, it was too warm. Underneath he had a white silk wife beater. Justin licked his lips. 

“Fuck Brian, do you have to look so good while I’m wearing this fucking condom suit.”

“It’s a body suit and you look hawt.” Brian grinned. “Let’s go back to the office, we can watch the rest of the show from there.”

“And I can get out of this thing.” Justin laughed. “and into something that fits much, much better.” He rubbed Brian’s ass.

“Maybe.” Brian grinned and led him to the office. Their life was interesting. It always had been and no doubt it would continue that way. He winked at Michael on his way up the stairs. Michael saluted him back, his hand in Ben’s. Life was back to normal, or it would be until Brian and Justin came up with something else.