I will protect you and respect you and be all you need; And when you reach for love you'll only need to reach for me; These arms will never let you down; They're staying around; I'll walk with you through every storm; I'll keep you safe, I'll keep you warm; And you'll have no doubt; You're the one I'm living for; ~~~~~~~~ Justin POV Will someone please turn the light off? Groaning, I roll over and bury myself deeper into my pillow; which in itself feels suspiciously arm-like and human. That and the fact pillows do not have the ability to run their fingers through your hair. Stretching against my boyfriend’s body, I run my fingers through my sleep tussled blonde hair as I crack open an eye. We may have been together a month, but his Adonis-like beauty still manages to make me stop and stare like some pathetic little school girl. He gives me a tired half smile which causes my heart to flutter. God, I’m so fucking pathetic it’s not even funny anymore. “Morning Sunshine…” he greets, kissing my forehead as I gently stroke his bruised cheek with the tips of my fingers. I need to have a word with my mother about Brian, I can’t let him go back into that hellhole again. So I decide that if Jack ever touches Brian again, I’ll teach him what it’s like to be beaten. Although, I’ll make it twice as bad. “Morning Bri…” I whisper in return, looking up as my mother pokes her head round the door. Jennifer POV I peer into Justin’s room to tell them breakfast is ready. I say them because I knew for a fact Brian would be here. He’s been appearing at our house almost every night for the past month so I’ve gotten used to walking into Justin’s room and seeing them curled up on the bed together. I must admit, the first time I almost had a heart attack at the state Brian was in. He could barely walk and there were bruises everywhere. Justin told me not to say anything and just get the first aid kit. It was watching him tend to Brian with such care, drying the older boys tears, I knew it was love. And it made me so fucking happy. I hope this relationship doesn’t go the way his did with Ethan; that greasy violinist creeped me out. “Breakfast is in the kitchen boys, I suggest if you want a shower you should both go in now” My poor son looks ready to fall off the bed but Brian just laughs, “Shall do Mother Taylor”, he grins, grabbing Justin’s hand and dragging the blushing boy into the bathroom. Brian POV That’s what I love about Jennifer, she’s understanding about her son’s orientation. If I told my folks, a beating would be the least of my worries. We’re talking about disownment, damning me to hell and maybe death. My fingers entwine in my blondes as I pull him into the shower, turning on the water. His lips find mine gently at first and after I persuade him I’m not going to break, I deepen the kiss hungrily, my tongue slipping between his lips as his hands run across my bruised chest. His touch seems to take away the pain, even for a moment. But that’s probably because my concentration is now on the hard-on he’s given me. Turning him around, I roughly push him against the tiles, sucking on his neck as I slip a finger into his bubble butt using the soap as lube, eliciting a groan from my baby’s throat as he starts to fuck himself on my finger. “Bri…my mom…” he whispers, obviously worried his mom will hear, “Guess you’ll have to keep your screaming to a minimum then eh?” I whisper, my voice mirroring the lust that was evident in his eyes, as he hands me a condom. I blink, looking at him questioningly causing him to blush as I use my teeth to rip open the packet, slipping the latex over my cock. Positioning myself at his entrance I push in pat the first ring of muscle, both of us groaning quietly so as not to attract any attention to the bathroom. The last thing I need in my in-law perving on us. I keep pushing in, until I’m buried to the hilt, basking in the warm tightness that is my boyfriend. It doesn’t take long before he’s pushing his hips backwards, meeting my gentle thrusts which soon speed up. The only sounds coming from the bathroom is the running water and the slapping of wet skin on wet skin. ?He leans back, moving his hips against me as he kisses me hungrily, tugging at my lip with his teeth as I claw at his hips. Fingers tangle in my wet locks as I suck on his tongue. “Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiian…” comes the low moan as his jizz spurts over the tiles, his walls tightening on my cock so I empty into the condom, panting heavily. “Fuck…” I whisper, pulling out and tying off the condom. No matter how often we fuck, he’s still the best I’ve had. ~~~~~~~~ Brian and Justin emerged from the bathroom, sweet smelling and pleasantly flushed. Dressing in their uniforms (Brian kept a spare at Justin’s for times like this), they made their way to the kitchen, slipping onto stools beside each other and across from Jennifer and Molly. “Well someone looks freshly fucked…” the youngest blonde commented, a smirk on her lips as she watched her brother drop the cereal box, “Mollusk!” he shrieked, reminding Brian of Emmett. Molly just laughed, ignoring the amused look from Brian and her mother, “Well you do, you’re glooooooowing…” she sang. If there was one thing she loved doing, it was teasing Justin about his sex life. “Well I hope you cleaned up the shower after you…” “Molly! Shut up!” “And I hope you used the condom I put there for you” Justin turned a lovely shade of pink as he got up, grabbed his messenger bag and stalked out, leaving Brian behind. “Uhh I better…yeah…see ya Mother Taylor, Molly. Thanks again!” he called as he ran out after Justin.