Rating: NC-17
Notes: J.Lo is here. Ani Difranco is here. Ani is so much cooler. Maybe I could have them battle so Ani could kill J.Lo? lol
Summary: Justin is a famous actor wanting to change his image when he comes to Pittsburgh to film a movie. Enter Brian.
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Justin grinned as he looked around the club. He found Brian almost immediately. He was standing on the balcony with a group of guys and they were talking. Justin felt a little stab of jealousy when he saw Brian slip his arm around one of the guys. Does he have a boyfriend, he asked himself.
"Wanna get that beer?" David asked, anxious to unwind and perhaps find out if he had a chance to get Justin into bed.
"Yah." Justin gestured to the upper level of the bar. "Can we head up there? I think I'll really enjoy the view from up there."
"See anything you like?" David asked.
"Maybe." Justin nodded, his eyes stayed on Brian until they got to the stairs and the brunet disappeared from sight.
"I really need to unwind." David commented as they waited at the bar to get their drinks. "Today was pretty rigorous."
"Definitely. I hope it isn't like this for the rest of filming. I'd like to live to see twenty-four." Justin smiled. He knew that a big part of the reason the dance lessons were getting to him was his lack of sleep in favor of staying up all night with Brian, but he wasn't about to tell his co-star that.
"I'm sure you will." David looked at his co-star. "If you ever need any help with the dancing, I'd be happy to help you out after filming one day."
"Thanks for the offer, but I'm a huge fan of my private time." Justin grinned, thinking of all the productive things (read: Brian) he could be doing instead of practicing his dancing.
"That's cool." David nodded. He ordered two beers from the bar and paid for them. "This one's on me. A thank you of sorts for getting me this gig."
"My pleasure." Justin raised his bottle and they knocked them together not-so-gracefully. "One day I'll be able to say I worked with him when…"
"Justin, there's a totally hot guy over there and he's definitely staring." David nodded towards where Brian was standing and Justin smiled triumphantly.
"Well, then, looks like I might find an even better way to let off steam tonight than to smoke a cigarette and have a beer." Justin winked.
"Did you doubt it?" David asked. "I mean, come on, everyone has been aware of you since the minute we walked in. I'm surprised we haven't been accosted yet."
"Everyone thinks I'm a prissy little queen." Justin grumbled. Except Brian, he thought to himself. "They think they have no chance in hell with me, so the basically just circle until I approach them."
"That's wicked!" David gushed. "To know you could have anyone in the room, but not having to worry about anyone hitting on you."
"Yah, it's great." Justin replied unenthusiastically. "You want to dance?" He asked. He'd been hoping that Brian would make his way over to him, but he was starting to realize that it wasn't going to happen.
"Sure!" David nodded enthusiastically.
*~*~*
"Wow, he's even hotter in person." Emmett breathed as the five of them watched Justin move back down the stairs and onto the dance floor.
"He's not bad." Brian shrugged, hoping that he was keeping up the façade he'd taken years to perfect but was finding suddenly harder and harder to maintain.
"Are you blind? He's fucking beautiful." Ted breathed. "What I wouldn't give to…"
"Have him even notice that you weren't just a part of the wall?" Brian finished snarkily. "Don't worry, Teddy, you won't have to give anything up because it's never going to happen."
"Asshole." Ted bit out.
"Always." Brian grinned. He pulled some poppers out of his pocket and gestured for Michael to follow him. "I said we were going to relieve the days when we were twenty-one… Tada!" He held up the poppers for Michael to see.
"Come on, Bri, you know Ben would kill me." Michael said in horror.
"Then," Brian paused for effect, "don't tell your hunky professor what you and your best friend were doing in the bathroom." He winked, causing Michael to giggle.
"Okay," Michael relented, "but if I get spanked, it's your fault."
"And you can thank me for that at a later date." Brian pulled Michael through the door to the bathroom and they found a stall to go into.
"So, what do you think of the Justin Taylor mania?" Michael asked. Brian shrugged. "I'm sick of it, he's not even that hot."
"He's not bad." Brian pictured Justin on his back, nude, grasping at the sheets, eyes closed, mouth open and decided that saying Justin wasn't bad was like saying that Da Vinci wasn't a bad painter.
"I guess." Michael shrugged. "But I don't see why everyone is so excited that he's here. I mean, they can see you every night and you're way hotter than him."
"But I'm not a big movie star." Brian reminded his friend.
"You could be." Michael said as Brian raised the popper to his nose and took a long sniff. Brian decided to stop the conversation at that and raised the vial to his friend's nose.
"Wanna dance?" Brian asked happily. "Hafta pretend we're twenty-one again." Taking Michael's hand, Brian led him out of the men's room and onto the dance floor. He knew that Michael's answer would be yes, so he didn't even wait to hear it.
"Ben is going to get jealous." Michael laughed uproariously as he and Brian danced closely on the floor.
"Then you'll get a nice hard fuck tonight and you'll have something else to thank me for." Brian grabbed Michael's waist and pulled him closer.
"I'll thank you now, in advance." Michael threw his arms around Brian's neck and kissed him on the mouth. Since Ben had come into the picture, the kisses that used to last a little longer than any run of the mill friendly kiss had turned much more chaste. "You do so much for me."
"Mikey, you're so pathetic." Brian laughed.
"I know." Michael grinned and they continued dancing.
*~*~*
"Looks like that guy from earlier is already taken." David said to Justin when he noticed Michael and Brian kiss.
"Huh?" Justin asked.
"That hot guy who was looking at you earlier." David said. "He's over there with his boyfriend."
"How do you know that's his boyfriend?" Justin asked, trying to hide the shock and the stabbing feeling he felt in his chest hearing that Brian had a boyfriend.
"Look at the way they're talking and laughing, it's obvious that they're close. And when they kissed it kind of confirmed the whole boyfriend thing," David shrugged. "No worries, there's a ton of hot guys in here who'd love to go home with you tonight. If fact, you're dancing with one."
"I'm really flattered, David." Justin smiled a little. "But I have a strict rule about starting things with co-stars."
"Maybe after we're filming then." David smiled.
"Maybe." Justin nodded. David was really hot and under normal circumstances he would have promised to fuck him the moment the director told them that filming was wrapped, but tonight he couldn't think of anyone but Brian.
"I hope you don't mind if I go cruise a little." David grinned. "All that dancing got me really worked up and I need to find a guy to help me get some relief."
"Don't mind at all." Justin laughed. "I'm gunna go get a drink and maybe find a boy of my own." He winked and walked toward the bar. Once he had another beer in his hand, Justin walked upstairs and leaned over the railing.
He could see Brian and Michael dancing and couldn't take his eyes off them. David was right; It was obvious by their body language and the way they were laughing that they were really close. It was confirmed for Justin when he saw Brian lean down and kiss Michael one more time before the two of them walked off the dance floor.
"Hey there." A cheerful voice brought Justin out of his thoughts of jealousy and ideas on how to kill Brian's short, goofy looking boyfriend.
"Hi." Justin replied turning to look at the tall flamboyantly dressed man who he'd seen standing with Brian when he walked in.
"I'm Emmett. Emmett Honeycutt. And I'm a big fan. Big." Emmett held his hands about a foot apart before bursting into laughter. Justin laughed as well.
"Nice to meet you, Emmett." Justin was actually surprised at how nice it was to meet him. "I'd introduce myself, but I guess you couldn't be much of a fan if you didn't know my name."
"Cute and a personality too." Emmett winked. "The two things I look for most in a man. Other than a fabulously large, hard cock, that is."
"Oh, of course." Justin replied with mock seriousness.
"Well, sugar, I just wanted to come over here and say hi, maybe get an autograph… And then I'll be on my way, because I'm sure you're too busy being shocked at how many beautiful men live in Pittsburgh to stand around talking to a queen like me." Justin laughed.
"What do you want me to autograph?" Justin asked.
"If you wouldn't mind…" Emmett began unbuttoning his pants. Justin blushed a little.
"You'll be my first." He admitted.
"Ooh, a virgin." Emmett beamed while Justin signed his cock swiftly with a felt pen.
"Emmett, So glad you could be my first, Luv, JT." Justin said aloud as he wrote it. "There ya' go."
"Thanks a million, sweetheart." Emmett turned to walk away, pausing a few steps away. "If you're ever looking for something special to wear out, come to Torso. It's just down the street and the city's best disco trash clothier works there. Me!" Emmett raised his arms dramatically and then disappeared into the crowd.
*~*~*
Justin slipped into his suite, exhausted from the night's activities. Seeing movement on the couch out of the corner of his eye he said, "Don't worry, Ethan. I won't miss any of my appointments or be too tired to work tomorrow."
"But will you be too tired to work tonight?" Brian's voice greeted him. When Justin turned towards the couch he was shocked to find Brian sprawled out on it wearing nothing but a neck tie and smile.
"You came." Justin was shocked. He'd seen the brunette leave Babylon with his friends about a half hour before he himself decided to call it a night. "I didn't think you'd make it."
"I told you I would." Brian grinned, stroking the tie with his fingertips. "Are you going to stay all the way over there or are you going to come join me over here?"
Even though Justin had been telling himself that he wouldn't let anything else happen with Brian since finding out that he had a boyfriend, Justin felt an incredible pull towards the ad exec. Telling himself that Brian probably wanted this to be their last night anyways now that his secret was out, Justin made his way over to the couch.
"You weren't wearing this earlier." He said with a small grin as he fingered the tie. "Is this just for me?" Brian nodded. "How sweet of you." Grabbed the tie and pulled it until Brian was on his feet and the two of them were attached at the lips.
"When I saw you at Babylon tonight looking so hot and unattainable I couldn't wait to get here so I could be inside you." Brian growled as he moved his lips along Justin's jawline.
"You were very good at hiding it." Justin breathed, lost in the sensations of Brian's lips and tongue on his skin. "Let's take this into the bedroom." He grasped the tie more firmly and began to pull Brian towards the bedroom.
"Good plan." Brian replied, keeping close to Justin so that he could keep up the work his mouth was doing on Justin's jaw and ears.
"I really like this tie." Using the tie as a leash of sorts, Justin led Brian to the bed and pushed him down onto his back. He was about to join him when Brian shook his head and stilled him.
"Undress for me." He said, his voice gravelly from desire. When Justin looked at him quizzically, he continued, "U always seem to undress me slowly and then your clothes come off in a frenzy. So tonight, since I'm already undressed, I want you to undress for me."
Understanding Brian's motivation now, Justin grinned like the Cheshire cat. He slowly slid his hands under the hem of his shirt, showing little strips of skin as he went. As slowly as he could, he used both palms flat against his chest to slowly lift the soft cotton higher and higher, exposing more skin every few seconds.
"Faster." Brian panted. "But not too fast." He bent his arms as he rested them behind his head, enjoying the show and knowing full well what his fully exposed body would do to Justin.
Justin obeyed Brian's command without a word. He slipped the shirt up to his nipples and ran his fingers over the tiny nubs, causing them to harden even more. He lost himself in the stroking and tugging for a moment. It wasn't until he heard a little whimper from Brian that he continued. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor.
"You're so fucking hot." Brian breathed. "Fuck going slow, shuck the clothes and get your ass over here." He said with conviction.
"Nuh uh." Justin shook his head and smiled. "You said you wanted to watch me undress and not have it frenzied. So I'm going to take it nice and slow so that you watch me reveal every inch of skin."
Brian couldn't help but smile at the fact that Justin was matching him head to head. Most tricks would have just said okay and jumped into bed immediately, wanting to please Brian in any way they could. Justin was different though, he took it slow, knowing that in the end both of them would enjoy it more. Brian shushed the voice in his head that told him that was because Justin was more than a trick.
Justin slid his fingertips along the waistband of his pants before moving to unbutton them and slid his hand into them. As he stroked himself, Brian watched on in awe. He loved watching a man touch himself, sometimes he thought there was nothing sexier. After a few moments, Justin turned away from Brian and bent over enticingly while he untied his shoes. Once his shoes and socks were tossed aside, Justin quickly shucked his pants and stood, with his arms out to the sides, in all his naked glory.
"Get over here." Brian pulled his hand out from behind his head and patted the bed next to him. Justin just shook his head. He climbed up onto the end of the bed and began crawling up over Brian's body, running his tongue over the expanse of skin as he went. When he reached Brian's groin, Justin took the length of his cock into his mouth in one quick gulp. After a few quick strokes, he pulled his mouth off and began sucking gently on the tiny nub of skin where the shaft met the head of Brian's cock.
Using his hand to slowly, gently jerk Brian's cock, Justin trailed his tongue down the underside of the shaft until his tongue was stroking the skin of Brian's sack. Soft grunts and moans coming from the brunette assured Justin that his ministrations were having the desired effect. Using his entire tongue, he laved his lovers balls until they were wet with saliva.
"You're so fucking good at that." Brian moaned as he moved his hips to pump himself faster into Justin's fist.
Justin just smiled as he moved his mouth down a little further to slide it along the rim of Brian's hole. When Brian moaned in ecstasy, Justin continued flicking his tongue at Brian's hole. After long moments of licking, Justin stiffened his tongue and began pushing against the hole. In seconds, his tongue was inside Brian, fucking him slowly and gently.
Knowing that his lover was suitably relaxed, Justin moved the hand that wasn't pumping Brian's cock down to tease his hole with his middle finger. When Brian cried out, Justin pushed his finger deep inside him.
Moving his head up to Brian's he watched the pleasure play on Brian's face, watched his lips part with each moan. "Brian…" He whispered as he sucked one of Brian's nipples into his mouth.
"Ugn?" Brian grunted.
"I want to fuck you." Justin bit down on Brian's nipple firmly. "I want to fuck you until your eyes roll back in your head and the only thing you can think, feel, smell, and see is me."
"Yesss." Brian moaned. The only thing he could think was how much he wanted to feel Justin inside him.
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