It was the dawn of Justin's eighteenth birthday.  Justin peered out the window, reflecting upon the recent turn of events in his life. He had been out of prison for more than 5 weeks now.  Justin had acclimated to the real world better than he thought he would.  Of course, living upstairs from Debbie Novotny had left him no choice.  She had been a godsend.  Debbie had welcomed him into her home, and into her heart that first day he showed up at her door.  She was constantly trying to feed him and give him advice on the virtues of being gay, and practicing safe sex.  Although Deb could be a bit intrusive, and somewhat overbearing, Justin adored her, and considered her a surrogate mother.  
 
Later that day, Debbie surprised him with a birthday cake at the diner, and everyone sang happy birthday to him.  While he was thoroughly embarrassed, he appreciated the sentiment.  As he blew out the candles, he only had one wish.  But Justin didn't have faith in birthday wishes coming true.  None of his had ever come true in the past.
 
After his shift, Justin spent a couple of hours at a local hangout with two other workers from the diner.  As he took the bus home, he thought about how lucky he was.  He had a job, a nice place to live, and was even beginning to make friends.  Justin had also inquired about enrolling in the summer session at the University.  He had just completed the paperwork, and received his acceptance, as well as a substantial financial aid packet.  Everything was going great.  Then why did he still feel like something was missing, or rather someone?  
 
It was 10:00 pm.  Justin settled onto the couch with a soft drink in his hand.  He listened to some music, as he thought about the detention center at Riker's.  His mind immediately drifted to Brian.  He thought about the gorgeous therapist every day.  Hell, he even had fantasies about him.  He was having one right now...of Brian smiling down at him.  Brian kissing his face.  Brian touching him. Justin freed his cock, and began stroking himself.  He closed his eyes, and let his imagination take over.  He slid his hand up and down his shaft, in slow deliberate movements.  Justin could almost hear Brian's sexy voice.  Within no time, he was cumming, calling out "Briiiian" in a lust filled voice, as he shot his load.  He stood up and made his way to the shower to wash up.  After exiting the stall, he pulled on his underwear, and relaxed in front of the TV.  
 
Brian stared at the date on his calendar.  "Happy Birthday Sunshine", he said out loud.  Brian couldn't believe that it had been more than a month since he had said his goodbyes to Justin, yet he thought about him every day.  What the fuck?  Was he morphing into a lesbian now?  Brian cringed at the thought. 
 
Debbie had taken a chance, and called Brian that morning.  She had invited him to Justin's surprise birthday cake at the diner.  Brian declined, claiming he had more important matters to attend to.  Debbie admonished him, "What important matters, like getting your dick sucked?"  "Why Deb, not that it's any of your business, but now that you mention it..." Brian taunted.  Debbie interrupted him, "Now listen here Mr. I Don't Give A Shit, stop pretending that you don't.  We both know the truth, you care about that kid."  "You wouldn't call me twice a week to check up on him, if you didn't."   The silence on the other end of the phone just confirmed her suspicions.  Brian had fallen in love with Justin.  She knew it scared the shit out of him.  
 
"You know, he thinks about you all the time." she revealed in a softer tone.  "How do you know that, are you a mind reader now?" Brian snarked.   "He sketches drawings of you.  I've seen dozens of them lying around.  The kid has real talent."  Brian acquiesced, "He <i>is</i> good, isn't he?"  "He's better than good, and he's crazy about you.  So why don't you get your stubborn Irish ass over here."  Brian couldn't listen to her anymore, "Listen Deb, I've got a meeting now, gotta go.  Bye."  He hung up before giving her a chance to protest.
 
Justin was half asleep when he heard knocking at the door.  He hastily pulled on sweats, walked to the door and opened it.  He was surprised to see Deb.  The older woman just wanted to make sure he was home, and that he was okay.  She wished him a happy birthday again, and returned to her own apartment.  Justin resumed his place in front of the TV.  <i>Shit</i>, now he was wide awake and restless.
 
Engrossed in a movie, Justin heard knocking again.  <i>Christ</i>, it was 12:05 am.  He reluctantly got off the couch and cracked the door open.  Justin thought he was dreaming when he saw a haggard looking Brian leaning on the frame of his doorway.  
 
Justin couldn't believe it.  He hadn't heard a word from Brian since his release, and now he just shows up here at his door.  Justin was a little annoyed when he asked, "Brian, what are <i>you</i> doing here?  Do you have any idea how late it is?"  "<i>Hello to you too Sunshine</i>."