The Wish - Part 19

“Hey, blondie,” Nicholas chirped as soon as Justin opened the door.  Justin flashed a smile at his friend and then slowly made his way back to his bed.  He groaned as he sat down. 

Nicholas closed the door behind him and followed Justin, sitting next to him.  “Sore?”

“You have no idea.”

“Brian?”

Justin just nodded, rubbing his butt. 

“Did he fuck you without lube?”

“Worse.”

“What’s worse?”

Justin sighed, still unable to believe they did that.  “He took Viagra.”

“What?!”  Nick stared at him wide-eyed.  “Whose bright idea was it?”

Justin just looked at him.

“Well, you got what you deserved then,” Nick was unable to hold the laughter back. 

“Thanks a lot,” Justin said looking hurt as he leaned against the wall.

“How long did it stay up?” 

“Oh, I don’t know…three…four hours…probably longer than that.”

“But even Brian Kinney’s little boy has to go down, huh?” Nick snickered.

“You are having way too much fun with it.  And I think the only reason his dick went soft was because his fucking mother showed up,” Justin winced as he remembered the look Joannie gave him as she practically ran out of the loft.

“Oh, shit.  What happened?”

Justin shrugged.  “Nothing.  Well, except for me outing Brian…nothing.  She stormed off and then we finally got some rest.”  He hoped Nick wouldn’t prod for more details.  He wasn’t about to tell anybody, even his best friend, how upset Brian was after his mother left.  The ad exec tried to pretend that he was ok, using jokes and sarcasm and sex to cover up what he was really feeling.  But Justin knew better.  He led Brian over to the bed, and without another word spoken he just held his lover as Brian let his body and mind relax and drifted off to sleep.

“I’m sorry,” Nick said, stroking Justin’s shoulder. 

Justin shot a glance at the spot where Nicholas’s hand made contact with his shoulder and sat up, moving away from Nick’s touch.  Things had gone back to normal between the two of them, for the most part.  Except when they touched…whether it was by accident or not…Justin would move way, feeling uncomfortable.  He hated it because prior to their little tryst in the night he loved Nick hugging him all the time.  He felt safe and comforted in his friend’s arms.  But now he felt guilty for feeling anything every time his hand accidentally came in contact with Nick’s. 

“Oh, here,” Justin got one of the flyers off the desk and handed it to Nick.  “They finally got the flyers ready.”

“Yeay!” Nick exclaimed, looking over the information on the piece of paper Justin handed him.  Suddenly his expression changed to a somber one.  “It’s this Friday?”

“Yeah,” Justin said, leaning back on the wall and trying to get comfortable.  Concerned with his friend’s serous expression, Justin asked.  “What?  What’s wrong?”

Nick finally looked up at him.  “Well, this is sort of what I came to talk to you about.”

“What’s that?”

“Kevin came over last night.”

“Really?!”  Justin exclaimed, sitting up again.  “What happened?  What did he say?  Tell me.  Tell me everything.”

Nicholas grinned and Justin knew that it must have been good.  “Well, he said that he wants to try again.”

Justin flashed him a huge smile.  “See, I told you everything would be alright.  He just needed a little time, that’s all.”

“Yeah, I guess.  He wants to go out.  Just sort of start over, you know.  Like a first date sort of thing.”

Justin nodded.  “So, when are you guys going?”

Once again Nicholas’s face fell as he looked down at the flyer.

“Oh,” Justin understood.  “Well…well…” he struggled to hide his disappointment that his friend wouldn’t see his show and plastered a fake smile on.  “It’s fine.  Really.  I mean, your relationship is a lot more important than some stupid art show.”

“It’s not a stupid art show, Justin.  It’s your first big showing.  And I want to be there.”

“It’s ok, Nick, really.”

“No, it’s not.”  Nick seemed to think about something for a moment.  “I know.  We’ll just stop by on our way to dinner.”

Justin shook his head.  “I’m pretty sure I’m the last person Kevin would want to see right now.”

“Ok, well, I can just reschedule to Saturday night then.”

Justin shook his head again.  “How do you think Kevin would react when he finds out that you ditched him for the same guy you had cheated on him with?”

Nicholas sighed, realizing that Justin was right. 

Justin made himself put a hand on Nick’s arm.  “It’s ok, Nick.  Really, it is.  The show will be open for a week.  You’ll have plenty of time to come and see my work.”

“I’m sorry,” Nick said, getting up.

“Don’t be,” Justin replied, giving his friend another smile. 

After the door closed behind Nicholas, Justin slumped back on the pillows, throwing an arm over his eyes.  Somehow he went from a list of people he wanted to invite to the show to being there absolutely alone.  Emmett was visiting some friend of his out in the country.  Debbie and Vic were going to be out of town visiting some of Vic’s friends as well.  Lindsay and Melanie couldn’t be there either.  His mother took Molly to Florida for two weeks.  And Brian…Brian just had too much shit to deal with…his mother…and a new client that he had to schmooze with a Friday night dinner at an expensive restaurant.  The only person he had counted on to be there was Nick.  And now Nick wouldn’t be there either.  He felt so lonely at that moment.  It was his big night and none of the people who mattered to him would be there.  Except for Lindsay, nobody even knew.  He’d be there all alone. 

~~~

“Here we go, mom,” Brian handed Lindsay his son.  “I think he needs to be changed.”

He walked over to the coffee table, dropping the baby bag on the floor.  A bright blue piece of paper on the table caught his attention.  “What’s this?” he asked Lindsay who was in the process of removing Gus’s jacket off. 

She looked at the piece of paper he held out for her too look at.  “Oh, Justin brought it over.  It’s a flyer for the student show at PIFA.  I’m so proud of him.  They very rarely choose a freshman for the show.”

At first Brian wondered what she was talking about, but then he remembered.  Babylon.  Justin walking in with four of his new friends…celebrating him being the only freshman chosen for the show.  He cursed silently.  He forgot.  With all the bullshit that happened afterwards he just forgot.  Suddenly he felt disappointed.  Justin didn’t tell him about this.  Didn’t invite him.  Why didn’t Justin tell him?  Why didn’t Justin give him the flyer?  And then he felt angry.  Why was he getting so upset about Justin not inviting him to something so important?

“I was planning on going, but Mel’s grandmother’s in the hospital, so we have to fly to New York.”  Lindsay’s voice brought him out of his thoughts.

“What about Gus?” He looked up at her.

“We’re taking him with us.”

“Are you sure it’s a good idea?”

“The flight’s not that long and that whole side of the family haven’t met him yet, so it’d be a good opportunity.”

“A dying woman is a good opportunity to meet their dyke cousin’s son?”  Brian snickered.

Lindsay gave him a stern look and then lowered Gus down to the floor, helping the toddler make his way toward his father. 

“So, I assume you’re going,” Lindsay said.

He knew that pretending he had no idea what she was talking about was futile.  He looked up at her then down at his son.  “You assume wrong.”

“Come on, Brian.  You can’t not go.”

“And why is that?” With Gus being busy with a toy car on the floor, Brian leaned against the back of the couch and stared at her. 

“Because this is very important to him.  This could decide the rest of his future.  A lot of important people will be there to see his art.”

“Still, I fail to see why I have to be there?”

“For support…encouragement.  He’ll need that.  Art shows…especially something this important can be very nerve wracking.”

“He’ll have friends there, I’m sure.”  Somebody he actually told about this, Brian thought to himself.

Lindsay tried to change her tactic.  She came over and sat next to him.  “Look, even though you both try to deny it, you ARE in a relationship.”  Ignoring Brian wincing at the mention of the word, she continued, “Everybody can see it, Brian.”

“Everybody should mind their own business,” Brian said.

Lindsay sighed and stood up, realizing that she’d get nowhere with him on this issue.  She picked up Gus and carried him out into the kitchen, leaving Brian alone in the living room.  He stood up and, placing the flyer in the pocket of his pants, left the house.

~~~

As soon as he walked through the doors into the big hall filled with students, teachers, and their parents Brian scanned the crowd.  He spotted the blonde head on the other side of the big room.  Justin’s back was turned to him.  This was his last chance to turn around and leave without being noticed by Justin.  Making up his mind, Brian moved through the crowd toward his lover.

Coming up behind Justin, Brian wrapped his arm around the teen’s shoulders.  “The famous artiste.”

Justin gasped, startled.  Turning around he gaped at the taller man.  “What…what are you doing here?”

“I figured my invitation got lost in the mail.”  He smirked, taking the flyer out of his pocket.  “So, I decided to take Lindsay’s.”

Justin couldn’t take his eyes off the other man.  Wearing a sleeveless black shirt and black pants Brian looked stunning.  “Oh.  What about your dinner with the clients?”

“I offered them a lunch and box seats to tomorrow’s game instead.  They were more than happy to accept.”

“You didn’t have to do that, Brian.”

Brian stared at his young lover, trying to figure out what was wrong with Justin.  He thought Justin would be happy that he had come.  Instead Justin was quiet and distant.  Brian stuck his tongue in cheek, looking around the place.  Deciding to change the subject, he asked, “So, when do I get to see how my dick looks in a frame?”

Justin gave him a nervous smile, pointing to the wall displaying his work.  Not waiting for Justin to follow, Brian made his way to see what he came here for.  Justin’s art.  He stopped a few feet away from the wall.  He let his gaze flow from one drawing to the next, first taking in everything as a whole, then going back to pay special attention to each work of art separately.  He had met a lot of talented people in his line of work.  The firm’s art department had a few, but Justin was definitely the most talented he had ever met.  There was no question about it.  The way he could see into a person’s soul and then transfer the feelings, the demons, the beauty of each person to paper was phenomenal.  He wasn’t sure how much time he had spent staring at the drawings.  And he was completely oblivious to the fact that his young lover was holding his breath, waiting for Brian’s verdict. 

He sighed, forcing himself look away from one of the drawings of him and Justin sprawled out on the bed, and looked at Justin, who just looked at him expectantly. 

“Not bad,” Brian finally said, his eyes moving over to the same drawing in the middle of the wall.  “Not bad at all.”  He was treated to Justin’s megawatt smile. 

“Think so?”

Brian bit his lips, finding Justin’s modesty adorable, nodding his head.

“Mr. Taylor, there you are,” the dean said, standing next to Justin.  “I wanted to introduce you to a few people.”  Finally he noticed Brian and stared curiously at him.  “And you must be Justin’s…brother?”

Brian bit back a sarcastic remark.  “A friend.”  He glanced at Justin and smiled.  “A close friend.”

“Uhm…Dean Riderson, this is Brian Kinney.  Brian, this is Dean Riderson,” Justin made the introduction, trying to hide the fact that he’d rather be anywhere else but here. 

The two men shook hands. 

“Well, you must be very proud of Justin here,” the dean said.  “I have no doubt that this young man will go far.”

“Neither do I,” Brian said, looking at Justin. 

~~~

About an hour later Brian found Justin standing in the far corner of the room, away from the crowd, staring out the window.  “You ready to get out of here?”

Justin looked up at him and just nodded.  Showing his art tonight was as exciting as it was nerve wracking, as exhilarating as it was tiring.  He needed to get out of this place. 

They silently made their way down to the lobby and out to the parking lot.  As soon as they were both inside the Jeep Brian turned to Justin who leaned his head on the window, staring outside.  “Dorm or loft?”

“Loft,” Justin replied without looking at him.

Brian shot one last glance at the teen and then turned the key in the ignition.

The drive to the loft was quiet.  Justin kept looking out the passenger window and Brian tried to keep his eyes and mind on the road in front of him.  When he stopped at the red light he finally allowed himself to look over at Justin, needing to know the answer to the question that had been nagging at him since he found the flyer in Lindsay’s living room.  “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Justin sat up and turned his attention to Brian.  “I did.”

Brian looked straight ahead.  “I mean, after the whole…”

“You being an asshole phase?”

“You sleeping with your best friend phase.”

Justin shrugged.  “There were just too many things going on.  School.  Your job.  Now your mom.  There just wasn’t a good time to bring it up, that’s all.”

“How about this morning on the phone?  Say ‘Brian, I’ve got an important show tonight.  Wanna come?’”

Justin looked away.  He couldn’t tell Brian the real reason he didn’t ask him.  That he couldn’t deny anymore that he was falling for Brian.  That he was scared shitless that if he had asked and Brian said no, he’d be crushed.  He was ecstatic to feel Brian’s arms around him tonight.  But when the rush of excitement passed he realized that maybe Brian felt the same way.  And that scared him even more.  This was not what either of them signed up for when they started this…thing…whatever it was…between them.  They were being pulled deeper and deeper into it and now there was no way out. 

They drove in silence the rest of the way home and the elevator ride up to the loft.  As soon as they were inside, Brian pulled the door shut and walked over to the kitchen.  He took two bottles of beer out of the fridge and handed one to Justin.  Then walked over and dropped down on the couch.

“What’s this?” Justin asked, pointing to the beer.

“It’s your big day,” Brian said, “We’re celebrating.”

Justin studied his face and nodded.  He walked over and stood in front of Brian.  Putting his beer on the coffee table, he lowered himself down on the floor, pushing Brian’s thighs apart. 

Brian watched in amusement as Justin slowly but surely unbuttoned his shirt.  “What are you doing?” he asked, arching his eyebrow.

Blue eyes shot up at him and a mischievous grin spread across the blonde’s face.  “Celebrating.”

Brian felt Justin’s tongue working its way down his chest and stomach as his lover worked on unzipping his pants.  He gasped when he felt Justin’s hand on his cock.  Brian opened his eyes and stared down at the teen.  He cupped Justin’s face with his hand, forcing the young man to look up at him.  “Come here,” he whispered when his eyes met Justin’s.  He pulled Justin up, covering the blonde’s mouth with his own as soon as their lips were on the same level. 

In one swift motion he rolled them both over so that now Justin was in a half sitting position on the couch and Brian was on top of him.  Slowly, Brian pulled Justin’s sweater off.  Covering Justin’s pale body with kisses, he slowly lowered himself to the floor and started to work on removing Justin’s pants as well, neither one of them breaking eye contact even for a second.  “This is your night,” he said softly before devouring Justin’s cock with his mouth.

It wasn’t long before Justin’s body shook as he found release in Brian’s mouth.  Finally catching his breath, he opened his eyes.  Brian stared back at him, a smile on his face.  He pushed himself up to Justin’s level, kissing the younger man again.  The slow tender kiss turned into a passionate one.  They now worked frantically on trying to remove Brian’s clothing as he carefully lowered both of them to the floor. 

Justin was on top of him, slowly stroking Brian’s cock as Brian pulled out a condom and lube out of the pocket of his jacket lying on the floor next to them.  Suddenly, Brian flipped him over and straddled Justin’s legs.  “I told you, it’s your night.  You get anything you want.”

Justin stared up at the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes he had ever seen in his life, trying to see deep inside them, deep inside him…HIM…Brian…his soul.  He pulled Brian’s head closer, covering Brian’s lips with his own as he pushed his lover on his back.  Sitting on top of Brian now, Justin took the condom out of his hand and stared into the other man’s eyes.  “Anything?”

Brian studied Justin’s face.  He knew exactly what Justin was asking.  But he wasn’t sure he was ready to give it to him yet.  Before he had a chance to object, he felt Justin’s tongue in his mouth again…Justin’s hands running up and down his body.  He knew he would give up anything right now…the whole world…even his soul.  Giving Justin one more kiss, he rolled over on his stomach.

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