This chapter is some fun with their reactions to each other.
Justin’s POV: Ahhhh.....Fuck , Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!!!! I run my hands over my face trying to get everything under control. God I can’t believe that I just walked away from that gorgeous man. Ummmm he is just, well he’s just perfect. His voice, his lips, his body is to die for. Those gorgeous flickering eyes with so much mischief, promise, danger, and there is also a lot of pain hidden in there. But the walls he has around everything are quite amazing. I didn’t get a real chance to get past them and I will make sure that I never will cause if I let him in I don’t think I could ever let him go, and I think it would kill me to lose him. How strange is that I mean I just met him and yet there is just something that draws me to him. It makes it so hard to turn away from him. I just hope that me being my normal charming self keeps him away from me. Ah home sweet home..... I walk into my house and hit the button for the answering machine..... “Hey Justin this is Jeffrey I just wanted to let you know that you’ll be starting in a new building Monday.....it’s 4855 Lexington Ave. Down Town I’m sure you know but the companies name is ummm oh it’s Vanguard Guard advertising. They are our newest clients. This is a major account so we are only sending in our most trusted people so I’m sure you know what that means. But anyways I’ll let you go, just be there by 11:30 pm. And Justin have a nice weekend.” a new account how nice. Down town even. I’ve heard about Vanguard they are the best in the business. I can’t wait to see their set up. Not to mention I wonder what their art department looks like? It’s got to be amazing for such a huge firm. Well I guess I’ll find out soon hunh. I turn away from the machine and move into my bedroom grab a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and then go into the bathroom for a nice hot shower. When I finish up there I go over to the computer to finish up my homework. I am just so thankful that this shit is almost over with. I want to move on with my life get a real job. Something to do with my art and not my body. I plan on actually working in the advertising business. I have been studying hard and I am at the top of my class. I also plan on continuing on with my art as well so it’s been an interesting four years of college. I have been taking way more classes than is normal for any college student. I have been taking the classes for just a regular artist plus classes for becoming an ad executive. So as you can see it’s been extremely intense cause along with all this I have also had two jobs. God I need a vacation. I put all this aside for now though because I have a paper to write for Monday morning. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY The next day. Brian’s POV: When I wake up it feels like a jack hammer is going off in my head......god what the fuck did I do last night? What did I take? Fuck! The trick from last night is still in my bed. Fucker..... “It’s time for you to go.” I say without opening my eyes. “I thought I could take care of your morning hard on.” he says moving his hand over to my sleeping cock.. My head hurts to much and last nights events are coming back to me in full swing now, as I remove the tricks hand from my cock. “You thought wrong.......Now get out.” I tell him one last time. “Asshole.” he says but deftly gets out of my bed and out my door. Thank god. I lay their in my bed and my mind goes back to last night and the gorgeous blonde....Justin. God there is just something about that man. Yea he’s gorgeous but there is something else underneath that I can’t quite put my finger on.....but I know it’s there I can feel it. This shit is all too weird for me, I mean “I’m Brian Kinney for fuck’s sake!” I’m sure this is nothing though.....I’m sure that it’s just the fact that he has the most perfect ass that I have ever seen. Not to mention though’s eyes. But it’s alright......I’ll fuck him and that will be that I’m sure of it. Absolutely sure....... Now how many more times do you think it will take me saying that for it to be true? FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Justin’s POV: When I wake up it’s already four in the afternoon. It’s a usual thing for me on the weekends not to wake till about this time sometimes if I’m lucky it’s even later. But that’s not always a helpful thing either. See with my jobs and classes and homework and just odds and ends stuff for an everyday life I don’t get much time for sleep, so I try and make up for it a little bit during the weekends. So it’s work and study at night and then try to sleep as much as I can. After that I’ll get up get ready and run the errands that I didn’t get to during the week and more studying then work......I’m telling you it’s a vicious circle. After I get up and have a bowl of cereal, and a couple cups of coffee, shower and all the other morning things; I head out to run my errands for today. Theirs not to much to do today just run to the art supply store and the framing shop. To pick up a couple of piece’s that I left their a couple of days ago for one of my classes. See not to many errands but when I get home I still have a couple of paintings I have to get on top of for next weeks classes plus I have to have them into the framers by tomorrow at the latest. It’s alright they are almost finished. When I get to the art supply store and start picking up my supplies, I notice a very attractive man; 5'9 to 6'0 feet tall dark brown hair, deep caramel coloring, what looks like black eyes. I lick my lips thinking about what this man and I could do together, when he looks over to me. I raise an eyebrow and give him a sexually charged grin. He smile’s back kinda shyly but makes his way over to me. “Max.” he says. Extending his hand to me. I take his hand......... “Justin.” I say as I hold onto his hand rubbing my thumb over his knuckles. He’s more on the muscular side than I normally go for but this guy is absolutely gorgeous.....not as gorgeous as Brian; but as I said before he is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen and I’m sure he will stay in that category only because there is also something else that I see that makes him more gorgeous to me. This guy definitely doesn’t have though’s qualities but he’ll do just the same for tonight. “So what are you doing after this?” he asks and I feel a feral grin coming over me. Obviously he’s got the right mind set. “I’m taking you home with me for a couple of hours of fun.....How does that sound to you?” I ask him. He gives a big smile. “That sounds perfect.....you almost done?” he says with a hopeful tone. I chuckle a little and nod my head. “Yea just two more things. Meet you at the check out.” I tell him and turn around not waiting for his response. I know he’ll be there. I pick up the last two things and pay for them and take everything including ah......Max. That’s right..... I at least think that’s right. Oh well it really doesn’t matter. So we get back to my place. We have some fun and I send him away with a wonderful reminder of my cock up his nice tight ass. You know it really is amazing that the beefiest looking top will roll over with out a fight given the right persuasion. I don’t bottom very often; I like the control and the feel of my cock up a tight ass to much, to just give it up to just anyone. So I have learned many tricks to get a man to bend to my will, and have perfected them over the years. It’s one of my favorite qualities. But anyway I got a ton of pleasure out of him and it should last quite a while since I won’t have much time for fun and games this next week especially since now I am going to have to head over to the framers tomorrow to pick up those paintings. But what I really need to do is jump in the shower and get back to my paintings. That play time kinda threw my schedule off a bit but; I really needed a break and a good fuck. That taken care of though it’s time to get back to work. I look over to the clock and see that it’s already 7:oo pm. “Fuck!” that means no time for painting, well at least not right now. It’ll just have to wait till I get home from work. Which I have to be at in about an hour and a half. So I better get a move on. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Brian’s POV: God this day has been an absolute waste! I haven’t been able to take mind off that little fucker. Damn it! I have tried everything; I went to the gym, and every time I saw a blonde head, I’d feel my heart beat faster and I just had to get a closer look. Of course each time I got that closer look it wasn’t him. And the strangest feeling came over me, disappointment, and a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I fucking hated it so I finally left there and went home to try and get some work done. When I got home I took a quick shower and jacked off to the fantasy of one gorgeous blonde, which really pissed me off. I just wish.......ah fuck I don’t know what I wish. I wish he didn’t turn me down the first time and then this would all be over with. I wouldn’t be thinking about him any more. Or at least I’d hope I wouldn’t be thinking about him any more. But no matter how much I want to believe that, I’m having a bit of trouble. See there is obviously something special about Justin that I just can’t put my finger on and it’s beginning to scare the shit out of me. This is just not me......nothing like me to practically pine over some guy is just unbelievable for me. So since I just had to try something else just to keep my sanity, I tried working on the couple of accounts that the fuck up twins, screwed up. But of course I couldn’t do that either. I just seemed to do more damage than anything else so I stopped working and headed out to Mikey’s. I figured if nothing else he could take my mind off of Justin with whatever was going on in his life. “Hey Bri. Come on in.” he says opening up the door a little wider. “What’s up?” he asks as he goes back to the table to doctor his comic books. Slowly putting each comic into a plastic case with gloved hands. I chuckle a little before answering. “I just thought I’d drop by and see how my best friend was doing.” he beams a goofy little boy smile at me.” is their a problem with that?” I ask rolling my tongue in my cheek. “So what are you up to today?” “Nothing much. Ben and Hunter are out getting new school clothes and I just need to get these comics ready for the store. But other than that I’m free. Did you wanna do something?” he asks. Putting his attention back on his comics. “Sure. Why don’t we go to the movies. I got a little something. It’ll be just like old times.” I say with a smile. “Bri the new theater’s don’t have a balcony, we won’t be able to smoke that there.... when was the last time you went to the movies?” he questions; and now that I think about it, it’s been a long time. “Not sure....I know it was with you though.” I tell him. I’m not really into the movies unless there is nothing else to do, which there isn’t and I have to try something to get the blonde out of my head.....god just let this work. “God that was over a year ago.” he says in aw. “I don’t have time to just go out to the movies all the time ya know.” I tell him sarcastically. “Anyways....do you know what you want to see?” he asks. “No I figured we could just figure it out when we got there.” I say popping a grape into my mouth. “Alright I just have a couple more to do and we can get going.” he tells me as he sets his full concentration on his comics, and I on his grapes. So about ten minutes later, “alright I’m ready.” he says with a smile and we head out to the theater’s. when we get into the Jeep I light up the joint, I figure that if we can’t smoke it while we watch we’ll just smoke it before we get there. It’s good shit and we’re giggling and goofing off like we’re teenagers by the time we’re done smoking it and at the movies. “Oh that’s right the Bourne Supremacy is out, we have got to see that.” he says with big eyes. “Alright.....that’s the one with Matt Damon right?” I ask as I pay the person and ask for two. He nods his head vigorously, and looks over to me with a sly smile. “Yep.” “He’s fuckin hot.” I say as we move into the theater. We watched the movie and I didn’t quite get all of it cause I had never seen the first one so I thought it would be a good idea to go out an get it tomorrow and watch it. It’s not like it’s a hard ship, Matt Damon is fucking gorgeous however it didn’t do much for taking away my thoughts of Justin.......one blonde seems to remind me of another right now so he kept on popping into my mind........ When we get back to the Jeep, “Hey Bri,....is their something wrong?” Mikey asks me and I turn to him quickly before turning my attention back on getting into to traffic. “No,......why would you ask?” I say calmly. Even though I am tensing up. “I don’t know you just seem a bit.....distracted, that’s all.” he say while watching me, gauging my reaction no doubt. “It’s just been a hell of a week. The fuck up twins are at it again, and they have managed to fuck up the ad’s for two major accounts and I just can’t seem to get them fixed in the right way. That’s all.” which isn’t a total lie it’s just not the main cause of my distraction. Justin is. “Don’t worry about it, you’re a genius and you always figure it out.” he says patting my shoulder, I glance over at him and give a small smile. “I’m sure your right.” I tell him. “Hey it’s almost 7:30 and I am supposed to meet Ben and the guys at the diner and then we’re going to head over to Forever Young, you wanna come?” he asks. “Sure.” I say heading in the direction of the diner. This aught to give me a good chance at getting Justin back to the loft. I know he wants me. I can see it their on his face. I just have to figure out the right approach that’s all. He doesn’t seem like he’s going to be as easy as all my other conquest. We pull up to the diner and go in and sit with everyone else. Emmett and Theadore on one side and Ben and Mikey and I on the other. A head pops up between me and Mikey from behind us, and I glance over and see the littlest hustler. “Hey pops.” he says to Mikey. “Hey Hunter, how did the shopping go?” Mikey asks. “It went good, want a show?” he says in my direction. I snort as a response. “That’s quite alright.” I say and as I hear the bell over the door ring I look up to see the object causing my insanity walking through the door, and the whole world seemed to slow down, as I hear Em’s squeal, and watch him jump up and go to wrap his arms around Justin. Mother fucking Emmett, he’s touching. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Justin’s POV: I decided that after my shower I’d head over to the Liberty Diner for dinner, since I didn’t have time to cook. Plus I figured I could see Deb for a couple of minutes. After I got kicked out of my house I met Deb on one of my trips to Liberty Ave. She is a really nice lady and I don’t get to see her as much as I’d like to but I do come when I can. She’s been kinda like a surrogate mother to me. She’s pretty amazing in the way she takes you in. We’ve traded stories about family and everything else she knows all about me except for my exotic dancing, and I know a little to much about her if you know what I mean. She really likes to talk about her relationship with Carl, and one time she just went over board in the details department. She was so embarrassed when she realized just how much she had divulged. It was funny how red she turned. Her face almost matched her hair. So I thought a nice relaxing chat and dinner would be great, but when I walked into the diner and felt that already to familiar pull I knew that I was wrong. Then on top of that I heard a high pitched squeal, then all the sudden I’m in a tight hug from Emmett. Jesus he’s touching. Why do people you barely know think it’s ok to touch, not to mention the hug thing. What’s up with that? I surely don’t know him well enough to have him hugging me. I try pushing him away, in the most polite way I can, but then I can feel Brian behind me, and then........ “Emmett.” Brian says in a warning tone and I can feel his arms being removed from my shoulders. Emmett is smiling apologetically, and stepping back a bit. “Sorry sweety.” he says. I smile a little and go to move past him to the counter, when I try this he touches me again and I’m starting to get annoyed, I mean he may be my boss but jesus. “Hey baby why don’t you come and sit with us?” he asks. Oh isn’t this great. “Yea..... you can sit with me.” Brian says and I can feel his warm breath over my ear. I close my eyes for just a second, trying to figure out a way to get out of this situation, and cursing myself out in the mean time for picking today and this time to come to the diner. I turn towards Brian and get caught up in his smiling eyes for just a second before I regain my composure..... “That’s quite alright Mr. Kinney, I think I’ll just sit at the counter.” I can see his smile falter just a bit before I turn back and go to sit at the counter and wait for Deb. For a second I forgot about Em. So I turn towards him and he’s got this funny look on his face as he stares at me, I also notice that the table that they wanted me to sit at with them is full of faces mimicking the same expression. I do believe it’s absolute shock. Whatever I just give one of my most dazzling smiles to be a little bit nicer since I turned down the offer. “Thank you Em. But I just came for a really quick bite. I have to be at the club in a couple of minutes and I’m kinda in a hurry.” Emmett smiles and nods his head, “That’s alright sweety. Maybe next time.” he says as he rubs my arm. See touching again. “Emmett.” I hear again from Brian. Jesus who the fuck does he think he is? I wonder how they know each other though. Oh stop it Justin. You can’t do this to yourself. You shouldn’t give a fuck about how they know each other. I look over to Brian and see him giving Em a very dangerous glare though, and it even sends chills up my spine. But then again he seems to have that effect on me any how. I tear my eyes away from Brian and look over to Em. “I’ll see you later Em.” I say and as I’m turning around I hear at the top of her lungs. “Sunshine!!” Deb says as she rushes over to me and gives me one of her bone crushing hugs. See now her I don’t mind touching me. “Hey Deb.” I say against her shoulder. She pulls back and..... “Where the fuck have you been? I haven’t seen you for over a month. I was really starting to worry about you, you little shit!” she says holding onto my arms. “I’m sorry Deb but I’ve been really busy and I just started a new job.....” she cuts off my explanation though. “That is no excuse for making me worry like that.” I hear Brain snickering in the back round and I glare at him for a moment. “I know, I know and I’m sorry for making you worry.” I tell her. “Good now don’t let it fucking happen again,.....got me?” she demands with her hand on her hip and her finger waving in my face. “Got you.” “Now what are you gonna have sunshine?” she asks with a huge smile, and I place my order. I can still feel his pull on me and I have to fight with everything in me not to turn around. I can kinda hear the conversation they are having, but it’s a little hard with their hushed tones, and the bustle of the diner interfering, “Brian what was that all about?” I don’t recognize that voice. “What the fuck are you talking about?” Brian asks. “You know exactly what I’m talking about asshole, what was with the blonde?” the voice asks again. “Mikey I know you couldn’t have missed that ass of his.” I hear Brian say and I just snort a laugh. I knew that’s all it was for him. “Damn it Brian.” I hear Em say in a hushed yet angry tone. Oh please like I didn’t already know his intentions. Which is one of the reasons why I stayed away from him, I knew that if I let him fuck me he would just walk away and I would be devastated like some pussy assed bitch. Which I will never allow myself to be. I hope my order is almost up so I can get out of here, at least that way they can have their private gab fest about me without me having to sit here and listen. “So known Deb for long?” Brian says as he comes to sit on the stool next to me. Oh this is so not happening. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Brian’s POV: I fucked up. I know I did. I thought I was talking quietly enough but he must have fucking dog ears, since I know he heard me. The snort following my comment proved that. I didn’t mean it of course but what the fuck else was I supposed to tell Mikey? I couldn’t possibly tell him the truth. Especially with everyone at the table listening to what I said. They would probably have me committed for fuck’s sake. I just couldn’t bring myself to tell them that when Justin is around.....I can’t seem to help myself. I just want to be close to him, theirs just this pull to him that I feel. And I just could not stand to see him in Em’s arms. Shit I kinda want to have me committed. “Hey Deb! My order done yet?” he yells in my ear. Damn, he’s really loud. I rub my ear a little and chuckle at his rush to get a away from me. “It’s comin, damn Sunshine give me a minute.” she yells back. He sighs and takes a drink of his coffee and continues to ignore my presence. I lean in close to his ear, keeping my lips just above the tip of his ear. “Did I hurt your feelings Sunshine?” I ask him sweetly. He turns towards me and he has an almost confused look on his face as he take’s his hand and runs it down the side of my face, I have to bite the side of my cheek to keep a moan from escaping. Damn his hand feels so good against my cheek not to mention the tingle that moves all over my body from his touch I feel myself lean into his touch just the tiniest little bit before I can stop myself. His eyes are so gorgeous right now I don’t think I have ever seen a blue quite like this. When he starts to lean into me, bringing his lips closer to mine I feel myself smirk......I knew he wanted me. I close my eyes, when I can feel his breath against my lips........... “Why would you think anything you say, would mean enough to me to hurt my feelings?” he whispers against my lips. And my eyes snap open as I look deeply into his eyes for the truth. Before I can find it though I feel myself being yanked away from Justin. “What the fuck.” I say. Looking over towards the person who decided to yank me. “Don’t you fuck with my Sunshine. Brian.” she says as she places Justin’s order in front of him. I hear Justin laugh at her comment. As he turns away from me and checks his order over. “Deb thank you but you know all to well that I am able to take care of myself.” he replies to her. God I have no idea where the fuck I am, I mean this has got to be the twilight zone. “I know sweety but, we are talking about Brian Kinney and I have seen way to many guys sucked into his game and seen their hearts broken over him......and it’s just, I just don’t want to see that happen to you. That’s all.” Jesus...... “I’m sitting right fucking here you know?” “Don’t worry Deb I have absolutely no intention of getting involved with Mr. Kinney.......I have no interest.” he finishes off. I snark at that comment cause I know better I saw the looks he was giving me last night and I saw the way his eyes flickered when he first turned to look at me tonight and the way he touched me. Ohhh it sends shivers down my spine. “Anyways I have to get going, but I promise that I will come by sometime this week to really sit and talk with you.” he says getting up and giving his money over to Deb. “Alright Sunshine but I’m holding you to that.” she says leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek. I’m just kinda sitting here trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. I mean they totally ignored my presence. Deb usually does but no man I mean no man has ever been able to just ignore me. How is it that he manages to do so with out breaking a sweat? I shake myself out of my stupor as I feel him moving away from me. I let him go though so I can get to Deb. “What the fuck was that all about?” I ask her angrily. “Don’t play dumb with me Brian. I know you all to well, and I know that you just want to fuck him and leave him.........” “What the fuck if I do, it’s not any of your business!” I tell her through clenched teeth. I can’t believe that she is interfering with me and him and making everything much harder on me in the process. Fuck she doesn’t even know what she’s talking about in this situation. How could she, I don’t even really know. “That’s where you’re wrong! I have known him for almost five years and I will not sit back and watch him get hurt anymore than he already has if there is anything I can do to stop it.” she says, damningly. “Deb you really just don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to tell her but of course she thinks she knows everything about me and I would agree, in most cases but this is something totally different. “Of course I do. I have known you for more than half your life Brian. And even though I would love to see you settled down with a good man” I turn myself from her eyes and look down but she grabs my chin and turns it back so I am looking back at her.” I know that you are never going to let yourself be happy like that. I also know that you always turn away from every man after you sleep with them, and Justin doesn’t need or deserve any more of that in his life.” she says to me in a hushed tone which I am grateful for. I don’t need them all to hear something like this. However my next statement surprises not only her but myself. “Who said I ever had any intention of hurting him?” I say looking into her eyes before looking down at the counter. I can’t believe I said that. I don’t even know where that came from. “Brian?” she says in that motherly tone, and I just have to get out of here. So I stand up and “Listen forget it, I’ve got to get going.....” and I turn away from her without looking back into her eyes I don’t want to see what lies there. “I’m going to take off but I’ll see you all later at the club.” I say quickly, and turn to go. “But Brian.....” Mikey says and I cut him off because I don’t want him to finish that sentence. “I’ll see you later Mikey I promise.” I tell him and get the fuck out of there. When I get into the Jeep I put my head against the steering wheel and just breath. I can’t believe all this shit is happening to me. And why now? I mean how could this have possibly happened? I never wanted this and I don’t even think I want it now........It’s just that I don’t really think I have a choice. There is just this unbelievable pull, that I just can’t deny. “Fucking shit!!!!!!!!” I yell as I slam my hands against the steering wheel, before starting it up and heading who the fuck knows where. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Justin’s POV: For fuck’s sake!! I have never seen Brian Kinney, ever before in my life than all the sudden he’s everywhere! What the fuck? He gets me all turned around. Every single time. I can’t fucking stand it. I mean why is this happening to me? Why now? I had everything going just the way I wanted and now all the sudden he’s there; and my life is just seeming to go out of wack. It’s like when he’s near me I can’t think straight, I’m surprised that I have managed to keep myself so abrupt with him. I just hope that I can hold out. Which I’m sure I will. I mean I’ve known guys like him before, and he just likes the novelty of me, and once that wears off he’ll be gone. Something else will catch his eye soon enough and he’ll just leave me alone. I feel a ping in my heart. But I harden myself against the ache that though’s thoughts bring me as I remember that even if I feel something for him, that means nothing to him and he’ll just fuck me and leave me anyways. So it’s better this way. Less hurting for me. When I finally get to the club I push all though’s thoughts from my head eat, get ready, and pray to who ever is up there or around that he will just stay away. From the stage; from me. Whatever it takes. I just don’t want him around me anymore. I just need him to stay away from me. I just want to be able to live out my life without.........without being abandoned anymore. I shake though’s thoughts off yet again as I hear my name and my song playing. I plaster a sweet sexy smile on my face and make my way out. I dance my dance and only have to deal with one delusional customer that thought he could touch where he wasn’t welcomed. But the bouncers are good here and he was escorted from the club when he wouldn’t quite in his quest. It always rattles me a bit when one of the customers get to grabby but I have to just shake it off, it’s all part of the job after all, and I still have two more dances to get through. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Brian’s POV: I ended up going to the bathhouse after I left the diner. I thought that it would help. I thought that maybe if I just took a bump and fucked a few guys it would let me forget about Justin for a while. I should’ve known better. It really only made it worse for me because I kept on closing my eyes tightly so that I could imagine it was Justin. So after I got sucked off and I fucked a guy; that were both unsatisfactory might I add, I left to meet the guys at Forever Young. I refused to go up to the top floor where the exotic dancing is though. I just can’t stand to be there when all though’s guys are watching and lusting after Justin, it actually manages to make me sick to my stomach. Listen to me I shouldn’t care about these things, but that really doesn’t seem to matter cause no matter how hard I tried my mind kept on wondering what was going on, on the top floor. Though’s thought’s only got worse when Emmett decided to fill me in on the drama of the top floor. I guess one of the customers got carried away when Justin was dancing. I didn’t get the full story cause I think Em was frightened to tell me the rest. I’m not sure what came over me but I seriously wanted to find the guy and break his neck. Then the second thought was to go up there find Justin and drag him out of there. I am so seriously fucked here. I mean if the conflicting feelings that I have been having weren’t enough to convince me then the anger and the fact that I wanted to run up there and hold him and protect him from everything, to just take him away from this life and give him a new happy one did. Everything that I have run from in my life is starting to catch up with me now. All the feelings that I have fought against and ran from are here staring me in the face and I can’t seem to get myself to run anymore. I remembered the time that Justin got off last night and I have decided to wait until he gets off to see for myself that he’s ok. Plus I really just want to see him again to be near him. “Hey Mikey wanna dance?” I ask. I need something to keep my mind occupied until he gets off, so I can make sure to keep myself from storming up there and following threw with my plan of dragging him out of here. Mikey gives me a wide smile and nods. “Yeah!” he gives Ben a quick kiss and we move onto the dance floor. We were dancing for a little while before he started to talk again, and just when I was getting into the beat to. “So who do you have your eye on tonight? That guy over there has been cruising you all night.” he says pointing to a very handsome 25 to 26 year old brunette, with a built body. He’s exactly my type but I don’t want to have another episode of the bathhouse tonight, so I shake my head no. “No I’m good for now. I went to the bathhouse after I left the diner.” I tell him, and close my eyes to hopefully get back into the music but he is a very persistent person and continues. “Why did you leave the diner so early? Does this have something to do with that kid.......” he doesn’t remember his name and I don’t think before I answer. “Justin and he’s not a kid.” I reply a little upset at the tone he is getting, I see his eye go wide. “So it is about this Justin?” he says with the same sarcastic tone. I’m starting to get angry but I try to swallow it. “Listen let’s just not talk about this.” I say trying to get him to leave this subject alone. But he doesn’t listen to me as usual. “No I think we need to talk about this.” he says and he seems to be getting angry. This isn’t going to be good. “Why? It’s non of your business Micheal.” I tell him and now we have stopped dancing. “Yes it is!”he yells. “No it’s really not. Just because we’re friends doesn’t mean we need to tell each other everything.” I say knowing that will be his next comment. “Well.....still I need to know what is up with this kid, and why he’s got you all mixed up.” oh boy. “Look Mikey I’m not sure why you think you have a right to know anything that concerns my situation with Justin. But I seriously suggest you leave this topic alone......” “What did he do to you? You have never kept anything from me before Brian. I don’t understand how this is any different. You have always told me about your tricks.” he says a little bewildered and defensive. How do I put this so that I don’t hurt his feelings anymore. “Justin isn’t a trick Mikey......I haven’t even fucked him. But the reason we are not going to discuss this is because you seem to have a major problem with it all, and there is no reason that you should. Plus there is really nothing to say about all this.” I say even though it’s a total lie. There is tons that I would love to talk about and get off my chest right now. But I’m not that kind of person and Mikey is definitely not the person to talk to about this even if I was. I know how he feels about me, and even though nothing will ever happen for us in that department, it doesn’t mean that I want to hurt him by telling him all my problems in that department. We have a majorly fucked up relationship, and the funny thing is, is that I am just now realizing how fucked up it is. Mikey’s got a frown and the puppy dog eyes are coming out. “I just want to know that nothing is going to change Bri.” I’m not sure what he means by that; he doesn’t want me to find someone and be in love or he doesn’t want to lose his best friend? He wants to have all my attention? I just don’t know so I don’t answer. Instead....... “Come on Mikey dance with me.” I say putting my arm around his shoulders and feeling his arms go around my waist. I couldn’t answer him because truthfully I don’t know what’s going to happen. I can already feel changes going on inside of me. I just don’t think that they are the changes that he would approve of. So I just give him the best I can. “We’ll always be best friends Mikey.” I say and hug him a little tighter. As I hear him say..... “I know.” and we continue dancing. Next thing I know when I glance at my watch it’s time for Justin to get off. “Let’s get a drink.” I say to Mikey and maneuver us off the dance floor. Mikey goes straight into Ben’s arms and they hug and kiss. I can see Ben whispering into Mikey’s ear and Mikey nod his head in the positive. I see Justin coming down the stairs and I just can’t help but be captivated by him. He is just so incredibly gorgeous. He’s wearing a pair of dark blue worn down jeans that hug his curves and that ass perfectly, along with a black button down silk shirt. It’s partially unbuttoned so you can see his lickable pale chest; and oh how I want to lick it all over. Mmm hmmm. It’s all so strange he is totally the opposite of any other man that I have been attracted too. But he is seriously the best looking man I have ever seen. Just simply gorgeous. He goes up to the opposite side of the bar and orders a beam. Good choice I must say. He slams it back and right as I’m about to go to him I see a guy approach him and watch as he whispers into Justin’s ear and I see him throw back his head and laugh out loud. After Justin is done laughing I see him whisper into the guys ear and watch as the guy takes Justin’s hand and leads him to the dance floor. I really hate this. “Hey. How’s it going?” I hear from the other side of me as the guy touches my shoulder and rubs down my chest. He’s not that bad looking but I want someone else, so I grab his hand. He looks into my eyes and I can see the lust there. “Not. Interested.” I tell him. “Come on just a dance.” he says while giving me a sexy grin and rubbing his thumb over my palm. I let go of his hand and tell him. “I don’t think so. Now go find someone else to bug.” I tell him and make my way onto the dance floor. When I get to Justin and the guy I see them grinding and rubbing against each other and I have to hold my self back and just tap the guys shoulder instead of yanking him back by his neck. The guy looks over his shoulder with lust in his eyes, and I know he can see the anger in mine. His eyes lose some of their luster and I lean into him and tell him in no uncertain terms to “Fuck off.” he just nods his head and backs away. I know that Justin has noticed the change in the situation, but he just lets the guy go and turns around from me and continues to dance. I move up to him barely leaning my weight onto his back, “I wanna dance with you.” I tell him. “I don’t think so.” he says as he continues to move to the beat. I see another guy coming up to him but a quick glare from me stops him from making contact. “What do you think your doing?” he says turning and glaring at me. “Just dance with me.” I tell him and I see that he is confused and move myself against him and put my arm around his waist.”just dance with me.” I say again. “Fine.”he says. I laugh a little at his put upon expression and tone. But when he starts to move my laughing quickly turns into a low moan. He feels so good against me. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Justin’s POV: I was so mad at him for making my trick leave but I could deal with it and just ignore him and get another one; or at least that’s what I thought. But then when he scared away the next potential trick, I got extremely pissed off. But when he took me into his arms I just couldn’t get my self to pull away. I mean what harm could one dance do? Plus it felt amazing to have him against me and when I started to move to the beat I heard a low moan come from him. When he started to move with me though I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop one of my own. I put my hands against his forearms and felt his other arm go around my waist, when he tried to pull me closer though I used my hands to stop him. I couldn’t be that close, this was already to close. I looked up into his eyes and with my mind back to reality I tilted my head and furrowed my brow and asked. “What is it exactly that you want from me Mr. Kinney?” “Right now?” I nod my head. “Just to dance with you.” he replies. So I just dance and try to remember that I can’t let this happen. I wont be made a fool of. “I heard what happened earlier....” and I look up. “What are you talking about?” I ask, with confusion. “About that guy getting out of hand.” I nod my head now understanding what he’s talking about but still not understanding why he’s bringing it up. “So?” I ask. “Are you alright?” he asks. And I almost fall into the trap of believing that he really cares. What am I thinking. Jesus Justin snap out of it. “Of course I am. After all it’s not the first time and it certainly wont be the last. It’s just part of the job.” I tell him and shrug it off. I’m telling you being in his arms is just to much for me. It’s making me think things that I shouldn’t even dare to think. I can’t be here anymore. “Why do you do this?” he asks and my head snaps up. I don’t like people asking me questions about my life. He has no right. “That’s non of your business, now is it.” I ground out as I slip my hands from his arms. He stops dancing then but doesn’t let me go. “No I guess it’s not. But I’m still asking.” he says and I feel myself getting angrier. “Look.....” I say pushing my self from him. “Thanks for the dance but I have to get home now. Good night Mr. Kinney.” I say. “Would you stop fucking calling me Mr. Kinney for christ sake.” he says in frustration. “Would you leave me the fuck alone?” I say in the same tone. He shakes his head and with his tongue in his cheek he replies. “Can’t.” he says smiling. Which just pisses me off even more. I move closer to him. “You are not going to be fucking me, so I suggest you back the fuck off.....Mr. Kinney!” I practically sneer trying to get it through his thick, albeit gorgeous head that I want (well need would be a better word for it but he doesn’t need to know that) him to leave me alone. I push my self past him before he can get another word in. I just need to get away from him. The whole way home I ranted about him and his attitude and I cursed myself out some more for letting him get to me, and for letting him see how much he effects me. I didn’t want him to see that. But having him wrapped around me and being as I kept losing myself in his touch and smell, I just lost control trying to get myself away. When I got home I jumped in the shower and got into my sweats and t-shirt and threw myself into my homework. I spent the entire night doing homework and only laid my head down when I was sure that I would just pass out. I woke up in a sweat a few hours later after having the most amazing wet dream of me and Brian grinding and touching each other while we danced on the floor of Forever Young, then having him drag me back to the back room for a round of sucking and fucking where it seemed that everyone else disappeared so that it was just me and him. God it was amazing and I found myself wondering if it would be that good in real life. It was the same thought all day as I went ahead and got up to do the rest of my errands and getting even further ahead on my school work. It’s been an unbelievably tough day and all I want to do is stop thinking all together, but it doesn’t seem to be an option. By the time that I get up to leave for the club I am just completely fucked up over my emotions. But I am a professional and get through all of my dances and instead of going down to the bar to get a drink like usual I just head straight home. I just can’t even fathom running into Brian again tonight I just can’t do it again. I guess this is the way it’s going to have to be while I’m working there; coming in doing the job and going straight home. I mean there are tons of other clubs that I can go to, if I need to. It’s not like I go out very often anyways. I stop at the liquor store on the corner of my street and grab a bottle of beam and head up to my apartment. I drink a bit but not to much I do have classes tomorrow after all. So I only drink just enough to ensure that I’ll pass out when I hit the pillows I have an early class tomorrow and I wont let all this affect my school work. It just can’t. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Brian’s POV: It’s Monday morning and I am sitting in this ridiculous meeting with Vance and the only thing that I can think about is the way that Justin pulled away from me on Saturday. We were dancing and I didn’t want it to end. I should’ve kept my mouth shut and let the whole situation go but, when he told me that “it wasn’t the first time and it certainly wont be the last.” I just couldn’t understand why he would put himself in that kind of situation. So I asked him why even though I know I had absolutely no right too, and I told as much. But at that point I just couldn’t help myself. When I think of him getting hurt or having a customer man handle him it set’s off all these strange feelings, of wanting to protect him, wanting to smack some sense into him, and wanting to break the neck of anyone who would try to hurt him. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about everything that has happened this weekend and it’s really starting to affect my work. That’s what this meeting is essentially about. “You have to pitch this account the day after tomorrow Brian, and you haven’t even gotten it partially done yet!” he practically yells, bringing me out of my musing. “Look Vance......I have never let you down so why would you think that I would now?” I tell him even though I am starting to have my doubts. “Because you have never been this late in having an account ready.......never.” he says “Well there is no need to worry. I will have it ready by the time the client gets here.” he nods his head but gives a sarcastic laugh. “Don’t worry I’ll get it done.” I say getting up to leave. “You better make sure Brian.” he says turning to look out the window. I just turn and walk out going back to lock myself into office. “Cynthia. coffee!” I bark at her as I walk by. “Sure boss.” she says sheepishly. She bring’s me my coffee a couple of minutes later. I tell her to keep them coming and she does until she leaves at about six. I sit at my desk trying to grasp anything that will help in these fucking campaigns. Unfortunately I have nothing. I have sat here and gone through six cups of coffee, and yet nothing. I have written down a couple of ideas but I haven’t been able to pull them through. My mind just keeps on going to Justin and I’m getting extremely pissed. So at ten o’clock I pick up my brief case and storm out of my office leaving everything at my desk, I don’t even bother putting anything away or bringing anything home with me. I won’t be able to work tonight and if by some miracle I am, I won’t be able to use anything from those notes. They fucking suck. I’ll just start from scratch tomorrow, and let the fucking janitors deal with my fucked up office. Maybe I’ll stop at Forever Young and see if Justin shows up tonight on the dance floor, after his dancing. He didn’t show up last night and I waited till about two in the morning. I just want to see him. Maybe try that dance again. I just wish that he didn’t work as an exotic dancer I mean what could he possibly need to do it for. He so young. I’m sure that if he just got a job at a nice restaurant or something like that like all kids do, I’m sure that he would be fine. He could work up the ranks and maybe become the manager or something like that. I don’t know just something other than him dancing . Anything! He can’t need that much money. Shit I hate this. I hate worrying about anybody other than myself......well I guess that’s not completely true I do worry about others but just a select few and I never ever thought that I would be bringing a blonde twink into the folds. This is so ridiculous. Fuck! Maybe if I just see him.....maybe then I can get some work done. FYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFYFY Justin’s POV: When I pull up to the Vanguard building I am absolutely amazed. It’s quite impressive. I meet up with the other guys and I don’t really know any of them but they keep to themselves as much as I do, so it’s understandable. It’s one of the thing’s I love about this company. Pretty much everyone here keeps to themselves and I like to keep it that way. There is this one guy though his name is Alex. Who is working on this account as well which kinda makes me happy. I like him he’s a good guy. He’s the guy who taught me how to do this job, while not treating me like a child. Which I was grateful for. But we have worked on many accounts together over the past five years and it’s always been comfortable working with him. We never talk that much but we do sit around on our breaks and have a cigarette together and talk a little about our lives or just mindless chit chat that is just all in fun. He’s about 65 and he has such a wicked sense of humor and it is really enjoyable to listen to some of his jokes and stories. We never get into the serious stuff and that is just the way both of us likes it. It’s great to have someone like that in your life. “Hey Justin. How’s life?” this is always how he greets me. “Can’t complain.” I always reply. “How are you?” I ask. “Can’t complain.” we pretty much ignore the rest of the group though, but that is just how we are. The people that we have worked with before just know how it is, and the people who haven’t will either get it or they won’t. I really could care less. I don’t want to have to deal with anyone else’s shit and I don’t want to risk saying hello and them thinking that I want to have a big long drawn out conversation about how their wife is such a bitch or how they wish they never had kids. Or whatever else is ailing their lives. Therefore the easiest way to avoid all this is to just avoid all of them. We all walk in and take the elevator up to the top levels. We drop off each floor with groups of two. Alex and I are the last two and that is usually the way it goes. The top level is usually the floor for the partners and such. So they usually have the employees that have been working at the company the longest and that have proven their trust to work though’s floors. Which usually I don’t mind and kinda enjoy because they always have a nice work area and it doesn’t involve much work on my part. But in this case I am kinda disappointed; I really wanted to check out their art department. Oh well though that’s just the way the cards fall. Plus working in their art department would most likely involve a lot more work that I just don’t want to even to think right now. I have enough shit to do. “So I’ll take the left side, you take the right?” Alex asks. “Sure whatever.” I say and head off to the right side. “Meet you in a couple of hours for a cigarette. “You got it.” he replies. So I head off to the end of the hall and start with the corner office. When I turn on the light though I am seriously wishing I picked the left side. Because whoever works in this office decided to leave a fucking disaster in my lap. It’s a fucking mess. Papers everywhere and piles of boards just everywhere. Spread over the desk and thrown on the floor. I shake my head and make my way over to the desk. First I start to pick up all the boards and get them in what I think would be the order and all these ideas start coming to me about the different ways they could be marketing them and I just can’t help myself. I go over to the door and sneak a look down the hall and see Alex going into an office whistling some tune or another and I close the door quietly. Tippy toeing to the desk though I have no idea why it’s not like he can hear my foot steps. But still I know that I shouldn’t be doing this. I know I’m not supposed to be doing this, but I just can’t help myself. I sit in the huge black leather chair, and pull myself up to the huge desk and just kinda imagine that this is all mine. Then I pull up the files and the boards that were strewn all over the place and let my mind go. There is a file for Calaganes, which is a jewelry store which only deals in very rare and precious stones, and one of kind designs. This is a huge account on it’s own but there is also one for The Deleighy Bros. Which is a very well known architectural company. Oh this is going to be so much fun. I pull out some paper and scrawl out my ideas and then pull out the boards and start the art work that needs to be done. It’s not hard and I get it done fairly quickly, and put down the catch fraise’s and sign J.T. at the bottom. When I am done with those I look at the time and notice that over three hours have passed. Ah fuck I was supposed to get Alex in two, so I run out and get him to go have a smoke and he tells me some story that I really didn’t pay attention to. I was to busy thinking about all I had to catch up on when I got back up stairs. When I did get back up stairs I went to work and rushed through everything and got it all done before Alex could notice that I was behind. I was quite impressed with myself. I did however leave the office that I invaded last. When I got in there to finish up I got everything put up in nice piles and put my boards out for him to see. I know I should throw them away and leave it at that, but I just can’t resist. I decided at the last minute to see who it is that I have thrown my ideas on and to my astonishment the name plate says. ‘Brian Kinney’. For fuck’s sake he really is everywhere isn’t he. I slam the name plate down and storm out of the office.