Author's Notes: Sorry I haven't updated this fic in a while... I was kinda banned from using my computer for AGES! (Long story short... my dad found some of my Queer As Folk clips on the computer and thought that they were porn...so he got kinda mad at me...!) Anyways, here is the next chapter. Please review and feel free to give me suggestions as to what Brian and Justin should Role Play next :P.
Chapter Eight - Blackmail As Justin stood on the sidewalk outside the PIFA, he checked his watch and looked intently toward the entrance of the parking lot. Brian had called him earlier and said that he was leaving work early and would be able to give Justin a lift home. Seeing the jeep pull in to the parking lot, Justin quickly picked up his belongings and walked to the curb. “Hello Sunshine.” Brian smiled as Justin got in to the jeep, “Did you have a nice day at school painting pictures of my cock?” “Actually we had to draw fruit and vegetables.” Justin replied, fastening his seatbelt, “Although there was a zucchini that looked rather like…” “Okay!” Brian laughed as they drove off. The two men sat in silence until Brian drove straight past the turn-off for Tremont. “Erm… Brian?” Justin hesitated, “Didn’t we just miss our turning?” “Did we?” Brian replied a slight smile forming on his crimson lips. Justin tried to work out what Brian was planning, but this proved difficult as Brian’s eyes were concealed behind his new Gucci sunglasses. “So where are we going?” Justin asked. Brian stayed silent, simply staring ahead, pretending to concentrate on the road. Justin folded his arms and slumped back in his seat, realising that Brian wasn’t going to tell him what was going on. The pair travelled in silence for quite a while longer, until they were on the outskirts of Pittsburgh. Justin was beginning to wonder if Brian had actually lost his mind, when they pulled into a small lay-by. Brian stopped the car and took the keys out of the ignition as he turned to stare intently at Justin. “Brian?” Justin frowned, why the hell had Brian driven them all this way only to stop in a lay-by? “I have something to ask you.” Brian said seriously. “What?” Justin was becoming more and more concerned at the minutes ticked by. “If someone were to tell the PIFA that you were a porn star, do you think that they would kick your ass out?” “Why?” Justin asked, studying Brian’s face very carefully. “Just answer the damn question!” Brian raised his voice slightly, causing Justin to jump. “Yeah they probably would. You know what they’re like. Why are you asking me this?” “Open the glove compartment.” Brian instructed, still avoiding the question. Justin nervously opened the glove compartment, unsure of what he would find, and even more unsure of why Brian was acting strangely. Inside the glove compartment, Justin found a video-cassette and an envelope. “Open the envelope.” Brian commanded. Justin reached inside the envelope and pulled out some photographs. “It would be a shame if those photos where to get in to the wrong hands, wouldn’t it Sunshine?” Brian smirked as Justin looked through the pictures of himself from the ‘photographer and model’ night. “And why would they fall in to the wrong hands?” Justin remarked. “Oh don’t worry.” Brian patted Justin on the shoulder. “No one has to know about your little secret… Provided that you do something for me.” “You’re blackmailing me!” Justin snorted. “Yup.” Brian smiled, “So if I were you, I’d begin by giving me the best fucking blow-job of my life before I decide to give those photos to every queer in Pittsburgh.” “Can’t we come to some sort of agreement?” Justin played along. “Afraid not sonny boy.” Brian taunted. “What kind of a man are you Mr. Kinney?” Justin gasped in pretend disgust. “A horny man Mr. Taylor.” Brian grinned, “Now if you would be so kind.” Brian took off his seat belt and angled his crotch closer to Justin. Justin placed the photos in his art portfolio for “safe keeping” and swiftly took off his own seat belt. Brian relaxed back in to the car seat as Justin slowly pulled down the zipper on his fly. Justin gently stroked Brian’s cock as he positioned his head over Brian’s lap. Justin’s pink tongue licked along the tip of Brian’s erection before taking the shaft into his mouth. Brian moaned as he felt his dick surrounded by the warm velvet that was Justin’s mouth. Justin let the length of Brian’s cock slide in and out of his lips, occasionally swirling his tongue. Lost in the pleasure, Brian unconsciously lifted his hips up so that he was softly fucking Justin’s mouth. Sensing that Brian was close, Justin sped up his pace, Brian’s hard-on hitting the back of his throat. Brian gasped and closed his eyes as he ran his fingers through Justin’s silky blond hair, urging Justin to keep going. Justin’s head bobbed up and down in Brian’s lap a few more times and soon Brian was moaning in ecstasy as he shot his load deep in Justin’s throat. Justin slowly lifted his head up from Brian’s lap, unconsciously licking his lips. Still panting slightly, Brian turned to Justin and began to lean forward to kiss the blond. “Wait!” Justin interrupted, placing his index finger on Brian’s lips, “You don’t have copies of those photographs do you?” “Only copies for myself,” Brian replied, tongue in cheek, “But you don’t have to worry about me showing them to anyone, after our little agreement.” “Good.” Justin smiled, closed his eyes and leaned in to resume the kiss. “However,” Brian announced, making Justin pause and open his eyes, “There is still that incriminating video-tape to think about.” “Yes. I guess there is…” Justin trailed off, wondering what Brian was going to request in exchange for his “silence” about Justin being a porn star. “There is a small favour that you can do for me, as a trade for your video.” Brian grinned, raising one of his eyebrows. “What’s that?” Justin enquired a smile also appearing on his face. “Just follow my instructions and no one has to know about your secret.” Brian removed his sunglasses, his hazel eyes staring intently at Justin. Taking this as his cue, Justin nodded and awaited Brian’s commands. “Firstly,” Brian spoke softly, his voice oozing sex and lust, “I want you to take off your sweater.” Justin pulled the blue garment over his head and threw it in to the back seat. “Good.” Brian almost whispered, “Now your pants.” Justin took his time, unfastening each of the buttons, slowly exposing his beautifully toned thighs and bulging underwear. Brian swallowed; he could feel his dick stirring again, just from the sight of his gorgeous partner. Justin pulled the pants off his legs and threw them so that they joined his sweater on the backseat. Justin was about to pull down his underwear as well, when he felt Brian’s hand prevent him. “Did I tell you to do that Sunshine?” Brian asked. Justin shook his head apologetically and removed his hands from his underwear. Brian smiled, he knew how desperate Justin was for release and could see the wet-stain on Justin’s underwear getting larger by the minute. “Pull down my pants.” Brian instructed, and Justin complied, allowing his hands to linger on the taught muscles of Brian’s legs. As usual, Brian wasn’t wearing any underwear at all, so his semi-erect cock was on full display to Justin. “What now?” Justin asked breathlessly, his sparkling blue eyes focused on Brian’s beautiful nine-inch cock. “You can take off your underwear.” Brian smirked, knowing how much he was taunting the blond. Justin didn’t need telling twice, he quickly slipped the briefs down his legs so that now he only wore his white t-shirt. Brian handed Justin a condom, “Put it on me.” Brian whispered. Justin ripped the package with his teeth and took out the condom. He rolled the latex down Brian’s fully hard cock, enjoying hearing Brian gasp from the touch. Brian pulled Justin’s hand away from his dick and placed a tube of lube in Justin’s sweaty palm. “Prepare yourself for me.” Brian watched as Justin squirted a generous amount of the clear substance on to his fingers. Justin leaned back, placing his feet on the dashboard as he slowly circled around his hole with the lube. “Fuck yourself on your fingers.” Brian coaxed. Justin moaned as he slipped two of the digits in to his tight hole and started to push them in and out of the warm channel. “That’s enough.” Brian announced, as he realised that Justin was about to come. Justin reluctantly withdrew his fingers and let his legs slide from the dash so that he was now sitting up looking expectantly at Brian for his next request. “Ride me.” Was all Brian could murmur. Justin wasted no time in moving so that he was straddling Brian’s legs. Justin held Brian’s cock and positioned it at his quivering hole. Justin pushed downward and Brian’s erection disappeared inside him. Justin hissed and tightly closed his eyes from the slight burn as Brian filled him. Brian ran his hands up and down Justin’s back as he waited for him to adjust. Justin slowly began to rock his hips up and down as he opened his eyes once more. Both men stared at each other’s dark, lust-filled eyes, losing themselves in the moment. Justin sped up, leaning forward to forcefully kiss Brian. Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s neck as their lips crushed together. As their tongues met, Brian’s cock brushed against Justin’s prostate making him moan in to Brian’s mouth. Justin arms tightened around Brian even more as he leant his chin on Brian’s shoulder. Brian pushed his hips upwards, lifting Justin and thrusting deeper in to him, making sure that Justin didn’t hit the steering wheel. Justin whispered in to Brian’s ear, “I’m so close.” Brian reached between their sweat-covered bodies to stroke Justin in time with their thrusts. Justin rode Brian’s cock harder and faster until they could take no more, and Justin was coming in to Brian’s hand and Brian was shooting his load, deep inside Justin’s ass. Justin collapsed forward on to Brian, panting as he rode out the last waves of his orgasm. Brian held Justin close and ran his hands over Justin’s back and through his hair. “Do you think I could have that video tape now?” Justin laughed in to Brian’s shoulder. “I don’t know,” Brian smirked, “It wasn’t all that great.” Justin pulled himself off Brian and proceeded to smack him in the arm. “Fine! It was great!” Brian relented. “Good.” Justin replied. “I hope you know, Mr Kinney, that black-mail is a very nasty business and you really shouldn’t get involved with it.” “I’ll bear that in mind.” Brian laughed as he removed the condom and pulled up his pants. Justin leant in to the back seat and retrieved his pants. Just as Justin was finishing fastening his pants he noticed some flashing lights in the rear-view mirror. “Brian?” Justin asked, “Is that…” “Yup.” Brian cut Justin off, “It’s the fucking cops.” “Shit!” Justin hurriedly straightened his t-shirt and hair, just a Brian wound down his window to greet the officer. “Lovely evening isn’t it officer.” Brian smiled. “Is there a problem here?” The cop asked. “My friend and I just got a little bit lost, we missed our turning so we were checking the map.” Brian explained as he held up his “Guide to Pittsburgh”. “Okay then.” The officer winked, “Be on your way.” As the police officer retreated to his car Brian smiled to himself. “What?” Justin frowned. “Fucked him.” Brian grinned. Justin laughed as Brian started the engine, threw the used condom out of the window and drove off in the direction of home.