Brian was boycotted for the rest of the day…over a pair of fucking tennis shoes. He was going crazy. Never underestimate the freeze out power of a certain blonde bombshell.
“Ted’s doing the laundry, he doesn’t know it yet…but he is. Do you have some stuff to wash?” Brian slinked up behind Justin and wrapped his arms around his waist. Justin was sitting on the couch reading, and tuning out Brian. Brian had to shove his hands down between the leather and the cold, blonde block of cement, to get his hands around him.
Hearing no reply. “Justin, I said I was sorry. I will buy you 10 new fucking pairs!”
Still no answer. “Look, it’s been 4 hours and you still haven’t spoken a word to me. Justin! Look at me!”
“I’m sorry, as you can see I am trying to read,” Justin replied, motioning to Brian and holding up the book. “I can do my own laundry, don’t worry about it.”
“Justin, this is total bullshit. You can’t be mad at that. Of all the fucking things I have done…and you’re mad about those fucking hideous tennis shoes?” Brian asked, incredulously and pulled his hands out from behind Justin.
No reply. “Fuck this!” Brian spat and came around in front of Justin and ripped the book away and flung it.
“Throw the book, throw shoes…what else? Are you going to pick me up and throw me around?” Justin asked, still not making eye contact. Which, of the silence and the complete freezing out…this was the worst. Brian hated it when Justin wouldn’t look at him. He counted on seeing good things reflected back.
Slinking down on the couch next to him, Brian laid himself upon Justin’s lap. Justin huffed and Brian ignored it. Brian reached up, and grabbed Justin’s head and tilted it downward to look at Brian. Justin fought Brian. He tried to shake his head out and move out of Brian’s grasp, but Brian took hold of Justin’s hands and kept him still.
“Quit fucking around and look at me. Justin! For fuck’s sake. Okay, I fucked up. I hate those fucking shoes. They’re ugly and they are like 10 fucking years old. They remind me of the rattle trap shoes those little kids wear, while running through the sewers, in some God forsaken hovel that is a Sally Struthers commercial. They look like orphan shoes!” Brian yelled and finally got Justin’s attention.
“Brian! They do not. They are just fucking shoes, okay? What is your deal? I don’t hurl your shit off into outer space!” Justin yelled back at Brian.
“Fine, you can hurl something of mine somewhere. I don’t give a fuck. But, look at me. Please look at me,” Brian said softly.
Finally, Justin relented and looked down. Brian had the most innocent look ever…don’t know how he did it. Brian had never been innocent. Probably flew out of the womb with a cigarette, glass of Beam and swearing at his mother, then scoping out the surgeon. Brian was no innocent.
“Don’t even try that look on me Brian. It won’t work. I am the master at the eye flutter, motherfucker!” Justin shook his head and had to laugh.
“What? I am not fluttering. Look, I’m sorry baby…okay? Can I come out of the penalty box? This fucking sucks. I had to talk to Ted and Emmett and then goddamn Michael. Punishment is over. Right?” Brian said, bringing Justin’s hands down on his chest and holding them over his heart.
“Whatever. Let me up. Let me up, Brian,” Justin said and waited for Brian to get up.
“Not until you say I am forgiven,” Brian said defiantly.
“Forgiven, now get your bony ass off of me,” Justin smiled.
Touché. “Well, how about I get my bony ass in you?” Brian smiled coyly. There was the innocent look again, trailing the devious sex crazed enticement. Brian was always working it.
“Not right now. Let’s do something. It’s raining and time for indoor fun,” Justin replied.
“That IS something and it IS indoor fun! Why not? Are you bored with me already?” Brian looked put upon. No way. Justin not want sex, what the hell is going on. Brian has crossed over into Hell.
“Of course not Brian,” Justin replied and leaned down and kissed Brian’s red full lips. “I want to play a game. You know, something challenging.”
“Fucking you is always challenging. Does the game “Let’s see who can pass out first?” ring a bell? It rings mine every time. It has rung yours many a time too,” Brian smiled back.
“Come on, I am serious,” Justin said, pinching Brian in the side.
“As long as it isn’t Truth or Dare, fine by me. Pinch me again and we will be finding out who passes out first. My money is on you this time, little boy,” Brian replied.
“Let’s play Scrabble. With the boys. Come on, it’ll be fun,” Justin whined and fluttered.
“Okay. Sounds fun. Me and you against Dumb, Dumber and Dumbest,” Brian smiled, getting up off of Justin finally.
“I’ll go get the guys. Will you get me a beer and a bag of pretzels?” Justin yelled to Brian as he went in search of…in search of…never mind.
‘What the fuck? Beer and pretzels? What is this, fucking poker?’ Brian did as he was told though. As long as he was off the hook and Justin was speaking to him again and more importantly, looking at him…all was right with the world. Well, it would be right in approximately 36 hours. The boys were being sent home, on schedule.
Michael, Emmett, and Ted all came into the living room. A little giddy at being asked to participate in the ‘Brian and Justin Show’ and also bored. Emmett had given them facials and pedicures while cooped up inside. They were looking forward to anything other than that.
“Okay, who is keeping score?” Michael asked.
“Justin, you keep it. You and I are the only ones that can count without the aid of an abacus,” Brian smiled.
“Here are the teams: Me and Justin, against you three,” Brian commanded.
“No way!” was heard. They all knew that it would be pointless to even start the game.
“What?” Brian asked.
“That is unfair. Trade Justin for me and it’s a done deal,” Ted said.
Brian and Justin looked to each other and nodded. “Fine,” Brian replied.
They all went to the table and sat around. Justin went and got the game out of the hall closet. Brian had brought the game, it was his favorite. This was going to be so easy, Brian and Justin both thought to themselves.
Brian and Justin dueled against each other on the board with 10 or more letter words. Brian had sorely underestimated Justin’s intelligence. He knew he was a smart boy, he just thought himself smarter. Sometimes the boys even questioned if those were real words…they had never seen them in print or heard them spoken. Michael had a problem with spelling and was allowed a dictionary. Emmett went for easy 3-4 letter words. Ted thought himself quite the Rhodes scholar, but the two lovers outdid him.
I’ll just tell you that Justin’s team won- he had carried them. Brian was pissed. Now it was time for Justin to be boycotted.
“Wanna play again?” Justin smirked. Brian got up and went outside.
Justin went upstairs and got a baggy and brought it outside. Brian was swinging in the hammock again. Justin came over and sat next to him and took out some rolling papers and rolled up a joint for Brian. Brian told him to light it. They shared it and mellowed out. Brian couldn’t stay mad for long with those blue eyes sparkling.
“Want to take a drive down the beach tonight?” Justin asked, as he laid down into Brian.
“Sure, that sounds good. Want to go to dinner tonight?” Brian replied.
“Oh, dinner and a drive. Are we gonna make out in the Jeep?” Justin smiled and inhaled.
“I don’t put out on first dates,” Brian smirked and took the joint from Justin.
“Right. This isn’t our first date,” Justin smiled.
They talked about plans for the evening and what to expect when they returned home.
“I don’t want to leave yet,” Justin exhaled.
“Well, we don’t have to. We could stay a couple more days. I was thinking about that. Do you think you could?” Brian asked, turning to face Justin.
“Can you take more time off?” Justin asked.
“I can do anything I want. What about you?” Brian smiled.
“Yeah. School doesn’t start for another month. I am so happy Brian. Being here with you. Being anywhere with you, actually. It is so peaceful here. Thank you,” Justin replied and nuzzled Brian’s neck.
“Then it’s settled. They leave on Sunday and we are staying,” Brian said and flicked the roach off the deck. They lay there for a while and then napped. It wasn’t raining anymore, but the wind had picked up. They woke up about an hour later and went inside to shower and change.
Turning on the shower, Brian slipped in and stood under the hot spray. He opened his eyes as his lover joined him and relaxed as Justin ran the soap over his chest. His eyes shut again as he relaxed under his lover’s touch.
“Feels good,” Brian replied.
“I know something that will feel even better,” Justin smiled.
Brian opened his eyes again and looked down at Justin. The invitation was laid out. Brian leaned down and kissed Justin’s full lips and he then he began an assault on the younger man’s chin. He reached down and slowly stroked Justin’s cock and it grew in his hands. The nips on Justin’s chin got rougher and Justin threw his arms around Brian’s neck, drawing them closer. Mouths opened and hot breaths were expelled. Tongues began to duel and lick and suck and beg. Brian pulled back and looked down at Justin. The exchanged looks of lust were recognized and accepted.
Brian pulled away and then turned to face the wall. He laid his hands above him, the pads of his fingers trying to grip the tile. His sleek body was pressed up against the tile by the touch to his back. Justin moved in behind him and gently kissed a pattern on Brian’s back and his hands massaged Brian’s smooth, tight ass.
Justin whispered to Brian, “Come to me,” and then moved back, to give Brian room to turn around. Brian turned and looked at Justin and then leaned down to kiss him once more. He moved his hand and grasped Justin’s firm erect cock in his hand and with the other, rolled his balls through his fingers. Brian then moved his hand to his own cock and began to stroke them both.
“You’re so hard. Do I do that to you?” Brian whispered, and the spray from the showerhead came trickling down his lips.
“Oh yeah. Do you want me in you Brian?” Justin purred.
“Yes,” Brian whispered.
“Tell me how much you want it Brian,” Justin replied and then grabbed Brian’s face and pulled his head to look into the blue eyes instead of their hard cocks.
Brian looked at his lover and whispered,” I want you to fuck me Justin.”
“Tell me again,” Justin commanded.
“Fuck me,” Brian replied again, more forceful this time.
“Kiss me,” Justin commanded again.
Brian leaned his head down and captured Justin’s lips with his. He forcefully pushed open Justin’s lips with his hot tongue and shoved it in. He licked over Justin’s tongue and swooped it upward inside the boy’s mouth. Leaving no place untouched by the velvety tip or body of his tongue. His breathing was getting ragged and then he began to moan. He was anticipating the touch of his young lover and what he would feel like inside him. This was one of them times that Brian begged. The need to be fully engulfed and taken over…owned by Justin was overwhelming. He moaned into Justin’s mouth as he felt his cock being pulled and stroked. Justin was pleasuring all his senses. His mouth, his nose, as he breathed in the scent of his boy, and his cock. His ass was about to be pleasured as only Justin could do. Feeling like he could take no more, he wanted Justin so badly to take him, “Fuck me,” Brian breathed through a wet, slippery kiss.
Brian pulled away and then turned to face the wall again. Leaving space for him to push off and bend when Justin took him.
Justin moved behind his lover and snaked a hand around to hold Brian by his stomach and the other hand gripped Brian’s hip. Justin moved his hand away and laid it under the hot spray, getting the moisture on his fingers. He put it at Brian’s ass cheeks and then spread them apart. Brian was tight…very tight. He pushed in a finger and then moved it around. Justin bent down on his knees and spread Brian apart fully. He breathed in the scent and then poked his tongue at Brian’s hole. He heard the gasp and moans from above and then continued the oral assault. He licked and sucked and ate at Brian for what seemed like an eternity, to Brian. Brian was getting a little weak in the knees from this pleasure and it was driving him crazy. “Put your fingers in me…please,” Brian almost shouted.
Justin obliged him and moved two fingers in and out of Brian’s wet hole. He pushed in and crooked his fingers at the knuckles and then scissored him apart. Brian reached down to grab his cock and stroke it, but Justin saw this and told him to wait. “Hurry up Justin, fuck!” Justin continued his ministrations and got Brian loose and ready for him.
Standing back up, he bent in to bite the small of Brian’s back and place a hand on his shoulder to let him know to be ready. As he watched Brian’s body go slack, under his hand, Justin pushed himself in. Brian moaned loudly and the sound echoed off the walls of the shower. Justin backed up a step, pulling Brian with him and then moved his hand again to Brian’s stomach. The touch signaled for Brian to bend slightly over and be ridden. Brian gripped the slick wet tile and spread his legs wider apart to ready himself for the thrusts.
“Does it feel good?” Justin asked.
“It feels too fucking good. Oh, God,” Brian replied, out of breath. Brian began to push backward and ground his ass against Justin’s groin, pushing him deeper inside Brian.
“You’re so hot, it feels so tight and hot. I can’t complete my thoughts…oh my God,” Justin exhaled loudly as he began to thrust in and out. Alternating between deeper and harder to quicker and softer thrusts. Brian’s hands kept sliding down the tile as he was ridden.
Justin moved them together under the hot spray and the water fell on top of them and down their bodies. Brian turned his head, wanting a kiss and waited. “Justin! Kiss me!” Brian yelled when Justin didn’t move fast enough.
“I’m sorry,” Justin yelled back, through his ragged breath. He pushed them both into the wall and then leaned up on his toes to reach Brian’s awaiting lips. As he leaned up, his cock drove deeper into Brian and hit his prostate. This caused a deep and guttural moan from Brian and he pushed back furiously against Justin.
“Go deeper Justin. Oh yeah. Fuck me. God, you feel so good. You’re so good, Justin. I want to come so bad. I am gonna shoot all over this wall. I want to feel you come inside me. Oh God. Oh God,” Brian replied, getting louder with each word. His stomach tightened and his balls drew up. His cock was grinding against the tile and the heat inside the enclosure was like a sauna.
“Yeah Brian. Tell me. Tell me you like me inside you…fucking you. Your tight ass, huh? You think it feels good? You want to come? Not yet. Don’t fucking come yet!” Justin yelled back and then reached around to grab Brian’s cock.
Feeling Justin grab him, Brian jerked and shouted. He felt Justin’s fingers grip him tightly and move up and down. He squeezed the head and ran a finger over his slit, rubbing the pre-cum that was dripping out. “Fuck!” Brian shouted.
“Not yet!” Justin dared him. Justin began his final descent and his strokes were shallow and fast. He pumped into Brian at a steady pace and jerked at Brian’s cock. Feeling his legs tighten and his knees lock, Justin screamed, “Oh God! Come for me Brian! Jesus…Oh my…Ugh!” Justin tensed up completely and shot into Brian. He felt the hot release on his hand and then he felt his come barreling out into Brian. He jerked and now the water pouring over him was like knives stabbing him, he was so sensitive to touch. He collapsed against Brian’s back. Brian had shouted at release and then trembled against the cold tile. The stood like that for a few minutes, to get their bearings.
Pulling out of Brian, he heard the man groan. “Can’t you stay with me for a few fucking minutes?”
“God Brian, who is the princess now?” Justin replied and hugged him.
Brian turned around in his arms and leaned down to kiss Justin. “That was so good. You are a fucking expert…literally,” Brian smiled. They shared some gentle kisses and then, the always-accompanying whispers of love and adoration. Coming back under the water, they shampooed, conditioned, cleaned and rinsed.
Preened and dressed, they went downstairs and told the boys they would see them later. “You should call Patrick and Daniel and ask to come down, I am sure they wouldn’t mind. Plus, they didn’t get to meet Michael,” Justin said as they were leaving. He heard a couple of guffaws and then shouted, “The number is on the fridge.”
Coming down the stairs to the Jeep, Brian went around and opened Justin’s door. Buckling him in, he snuck a kiss and then closed the door. They both looked magnificent. Brian was of course decked out in all black and Justin had on gray slacks and a powder blue, tight lycra t-shirt. They were going to a seafood restaurant in town that was known for its crab delicacies and its quiet and non-intrusive ambiance.
Butter was dripped and licked and sucked off fingers, chins and lips. Brian could make any situation sexual. It was easy though when you add Justin’ s plump red lips and a cup of hot butter to the mix. Justin got a little slap happy with the crab mallet and shot crab all over the floor and his shirt. Then he had to endure the rest of the evening with a cute little bib on. He was not amused, but Brian insisted, saying that he would not buy him any more nice clothes. He does the same for Gus; he told him…Justin was not amused at that either. Brian thought it was quite hysterical, of course.
Driving back into town, they noticed the full moon. The skies had cleared, but it was still chilly. The sky was lit up and beautiful. Brian cut through his private drive over the sand dune leading to the beach. He pulled over and got out and took the top down. Getting back in, he noticed the serene look on Justin’s face.
“Romantic enough for you?” Brian droned.
“Come on Brian. You know you love it,” Justin replied and reached up to caress Brian’s face.
“I know I love you. That is all I fucking know at this moment,” Brian smiled and leaned into the touch.
Brian put the Jeep in drive and they began the drags up and down the beach. Watching the tide roll in and listening to the waves was quite relaxing. Their bellies were full and their hearts were content. After about the fifth drag up and down the beach and Justin’s hand on Brian’s crotch, with his fingers rubbing circles over his hard cock pressing through his pinstripe trousers, Brian had had enough. He drove down to an alcove and pulled in. There was a small jedi and the waves rocked up over the rocks and the sand was nice and cool. Brian cut the engine and they looked out at the ocean.
“We’ve come a long way, huh Brian?” Justin suddenly asked.
“Yeah we have. Do you, do you regret anything Justin?” Brian asked, a little timid for some reason. Justin just had this way of opening Brian up to all sorts of emotions at any given time and it left him feeling helpless.
“None of it. Wouldn’t trade it for the world. I’d do it all over again…for you Brian,” Justin replied and unbuckled his belt. He moved over in the seat and kissed Brian’s cheek.
”What’s wrong? Brian?” Justin asked. He leaned into Brian’s shoulder and nudged him for an answer.
“Nothing,” Brian replied and leaned his head down on Justin’s.
“Yes, there is. What is it?” Justin asked.
“Last night…when you said you wanted me to show you the stars. I just don’t know if I can always give you what you deserve Justin. I can try, but you know…maybe there is someone better for you out there,” Brian admitted. Now, at the start of this vacation, it was Justin who doubted his and Brian’s relationship and Brian’s love for him. It was all turned around now. Brian was suddenly very afraid of losing Justin.
“You put me too high on that pedestal Brian. I deserve you and you deserve me. We love each other and that will always be enough for me. Is it not enough for you?” Justin asked.
“You will always be enough for me. I know I fucked up in the past, but I will spend the rest of my life, trying to make it up to you and show you how much you mean to me. I need you Justin. I need you and I love you. I can’t make it without you. Do you understand? If I hurt you, you need to tell me. If I am a dick, you need to tell me. I can’t hurt you anymore. I’ll die before I purposely hurt you ever again,” Brian opened completely up to Justin.
“Brian…wait. Stop. Brian, I love you. I am not going anywhere. I have been here for three years. We have had our problems, but we will never be apart, at least not for long. My path leads directly to you Brian. No one else. No one else stands a chance. I need you too and I love you with all my heart. I will never leave you…so, don’t you fucking ever try to leave me. I won’t let you. Do you understand?” Justin asked.
“I just get scared sometimes Justin. That’s all. I am supposed to be this mean, uncaring and cold sonofabitch. But I have feelings too. You know that, you see me. You see me for who I really am. That warms my heart but it also terrifies the hell out of me,” Brian replied.
Justin moved over and turned Brian to face him. “I love you. We can handle it all, together. Now kiss me.”
They kissed softly and touched as much as they could in the front seat. Brian got out and opened Justin’s door. They both took off their shoes and walked around in the sand and in the water. The water was a little cold, due to the storm that had come through, but it was okay. Brian had pulled Justin to him and they began a slow sway in each other’s arms, listening only to the music that existed between them. Brian pointed out a few more constellations and then they went back over to the Jeep.
Brian opened the back door and pushed Justin inside. He pulled a blanket out and placed it under him. Brian reached around and pushed the back seat down to give them more room. He then pulled Justin up to him and slinked his hands down to grab his shirt and pull it over his head. Justin scooted back deeper into the Jeep and then pulled his pants off. Brian watched and then went about undressing himself. Naked, he stood there in the moonlight looking inside the Jeep at his lover that was sprawled out on a gingham blanket. It was soft compared to the hard carpet of the Jeep floor. He gently pulled Justin back to him and moved closer. Brian leaned down and laid his body atop Justin’s and began to kiss and lick the boy’s neck and chest. He played with the nipple ring, tugging it with his fingers and then his tongue and pulled and gripped the tight, white skin between his teeth. He loved the feel of Justin, under his body, in his hands. The soft, tight alabaster skin shone like a beacon inside the belly of the Jeep.
“Make love to me Brian,” Justin whispered. Brian pulled himself up and began a deep kissing assault on Justin. He licked and kissed a trail down the boy’s body and then pulled Justin’s cock into his mouth. Brian got down on his knees in the sand and pulled Justin closer to the edge. He made Justin sit up, so he could watch as his lover sucked him. Justin watched how Brian expertly took his cock in his mouth and his tongue licked and sucked up and down the red, engorged shaft. Justin held Brian’s head in his hands gently and stroked his ears. He held the soft lobe of his ears in between his fingers and fondled them. Justin bit and gnawed on his lip and then brought his feet up around Brian. Brian looked up at Justin, through the moonlight and watched as Justin watched him. He reached a hand up and caressed Justin’s cheek and then ran his fingers over the red lips. Brian stuck his thumb in Justin’s mouth and rolled it over his tongue. He then pulled his thumb out and then stuck two fingers into Justin’s mouth. Justin’s tongue lolled over the fingers, sucking and bathing them in saliva. Brian withdrew them and moved them down to Justin’s hole. He continued to lick and suck on Justin’s cock and then finger fucked him, loosening his hole. Justin was so turned on, watching Brian enjoy sucking him and listening to him moan as his fingers probed inside Justin. Justin loved to hear Brian moan…especially when he was moaning giving Justin pleasure.
Brian’s fingers invaded the deep confines of Justin. He felt the hot tight channel and his cock leaked from anticipation. He couldn’t wait to be inside the hot channel where his fingers now were. He was so excited and loving the taste of Justin in his mouth that he couldn’t stop the moans escaping him.
Justin began to breathe deeply and his chest and stomach heaved. He was going to come. Brian withdrew his hand and brought it up to Justin’s stomach and pressed. He signaled for him to lie back on his elbows and give himself to Brian. Justin began to come and shoot down Brian’s throat. Justin was moaning as he shot and feeling the suction of Brian’s mouth, willing him more to eat. Brian moaned from the taste and pleasure his boy was giving him. He sucked harder, wanting more. He reached back down and roughly stuck a finger inside Justin and more come shot down his mouth. He kept pushing until no more came. He released Justin from his mouth and Justin fell backwards on his back, exhausted.
Brian got up off his knees and sat on the edge of the Jeep. “That was as rich and hot as the butter,” he smiled.
“Less calories though,” Justin panted in reply.
Brian leaned over and kissed Justin, letting him taste himself from Brian’s tongue. Brian sucked Justin’s lips and tongue, slowly dragging his hand up Justin’s torso. Chill bumps arose quickly and a little life sprung back to his cock. Brian reached down, without looking to confirm, laughing through the kiss.
“I’m ready. I want you inside me,” Justin panted.
Brian moved back and out. He stood at the edge and moved his hands to grip along the side of the rooftop. He watched as Justin scooted down towards him and opened his legs wide for him. Brian groaned at the sight of Justin open and ready for him. Brian unleashed his fingers from the rooftop and told Justin to make himself wet.
“Wet yourself…make it really wet. I love it when you’re dripping,” Brian commanded and stood there waiting.
“You make me wet Brian, I like that better,” Justin replied and winked.
Brian moved quickly and grabbed Justin by his ankles and yanked him up. He moved to plant Justin’s feet on the roof and then dove into him. As he grabbed Justin by his hips, raising his ass to him, Brian’s tongue pushed in hard and fast. He got through the ring quickly from his prior finger fucking and licked and sucked inside. He spit and moved the saliva around inside with his tongue. He couldn’t help but suck and kiss a little at the smell and taste of Justin. Knowing he couldn’t wait any longer, he stood up and grabbed a hold of his cock. He pulled Justin’s legs down from the roof and pushed them wide apart. He leaned in and grabbed Justin by his hips, lifting him and pulled the boy’s body roughly to him, throwing Justin’s legs over his shoulders. He impaled Justin on his cock and began to thrust deep inside him. He knew he wouldn’t last long…he was already so hard when he blew Justin and then when he ate him. He wanted to come so bad…come inside Justin and take him. He wanted to lose himself, as always.
Brian pushed and Justin grabbed onto anything he could and pushed back into Brian. He grunted and moaned as he was pushed and pulled. This was going to be a quick one. Brian grunted and thrust two, three more times and exploded inside Justin. He moaned Justin’s name and gasped for air. He made himself push a few more times, driving all the come he had inside, out of him and into his lover. He felt the hot liquid surrounding his cock in the tight space. He lolled his head back and shook his head. He began to laugh, laugh because he felt so good. All was right. All would be right in about 24 or so hours.
They lay in each other’s arms inside on the blanket. Brian’s legs hung over the side and he felt like a pretzel wrapped around Justin. Deciding to get dressed and go home and lay in each other’s arms in a king size bed, was a better idea; they drove away quickly.
When they came home, the house was quiet and they knew that the boys must still be down at their neighbors. They went upstairs and got undressed and crawled into bed, falling asleep quickly, in each other’s arms.
The next day began lazily. They slept in and enjoyed the peace and quiet. Finally at around 10 am, they ventured downstairs. Today was the big day. Finally, Brian and Justin would be alone. The men would be gone. The house would finally be theirs, all to themselves.
The boys asked them to lunch, to say thank you and then learned that Brian and Justin would be staying on a few more days. Over Bloody Marys the conversation began.
“Why?” Michael asked.
“Uh, because,” Brian replied.
“We just thought we could relax some more and get some things done for the house,” Justin smiled back, chewing on his celery. He waved it at Brian and received a smack. He feigned choking and Brian shoved his chair back quickly, not wanting any more celery harked on him or around his person. Justin just laughed at him.
“You mean, so you can get Brian to buy you all new things, since he already bought you a fucking house, right? God, is that all he is to you…a fucking money clip?” Michael spat.
“What the fuck, are you talking about Michael?” Justin replied, shocked. He’d had about all he could take this week from Michael.
“Yeah Michael. What the fuck, are you talking about?” Brian spat. It was very obvious that someone had been snooping and was not smart enough to keep the information to himself.
“What’s next? Brian takes an unexpected fall or he OD’s and you are there to inherit everything?” Michael asked. “Don’t play dumb with me, you money-grubbing twink. ”
“Michael, that was a horrible thing to say,” Emmett spoke up.
“Jesus Michael. What is your problem?” Ted replied as well.
“Michael, get the fuck up, I want to talk to you, right fucking now!” Brian yelled and stood up to grab Michael by his shirt collar. The patrons in the restaurant stopped and looked to the scene unfolding.
“Sit down Brian. It’s okay, I can handle it,” Justin said calmly and stopped Brian.
“Justin, stay out of it,” Brian spat.
“Brian, it’s about me. Michael, I have tried and tried to be your friend. No matter how nice I am or how much I ignore you, it is never good enough. But, insinuating that I am only with Brian for his money, is the last straw,” Justin replied, eyes of steel drawn into Michael.
“Justin, fuck him, okay? Let’s just go. Emmett…Ted, let’s go. Get your shit and take this motherfucker back with you,” Brian said, trying to pull Justin out of his seat.
“I can handle it Brian!” Justin shot Brian a look and he stopped. He reached his hand up to scratch the imaginary itch that always appeared when he was nervous or scared.
“Michael, I assure you that I won’t be knocking Brian down any stairs of feeding him drugs so that he can OD. I love him. I am not vindictive, or crazy or after anything from him. He loves me and you can’t stand it. He needs me and doesn’t need you…and it rips you apart. I will always be around Michael, so you better get used to it. If you want to be around Brian, you will have to get used to me. I have never done a fucking thing to you Michael, but show you kindness and try to be your friend. And you continue to betray me and stab me in the back. You’re doing nothing but hurting Brian and hurting yourself. You can’t hurt me…you mean nothing to me,” Justin said and calmly got up from his chair and threw some money down at Michael and then walked out.
Brian watched him go and leaned down into Michael’s ear,” I hope you’re happy. You are about to mean nothing to me too. Don’t hurt him again Michael. You don’t want to know what I will do. This is your last chance. And, if you ever snoop through my shit again, it will be the last thing you ever fucking do,” Brian reared up and stood looking at Michael. He shook his head and added, “What happened to you Michael? He is with me, forever. Why can’t you accept him? I love him. You’ve made me choose. I told you, you wouldn’t like the choice.”
Brian walked off and went to find Justin who was sitting in the Jeep, crying.
“Hush…Justin, look at me. Fuck him, okay? It’s over, he won’t ever hurt you again, I promise,” Brian tried to quiet the sobs and held him.
“He actually thinks that I would try and hurt you Brian. He’s so fucking jealous,” Justin cried.
“Come on, the boys are leaving. It’s just you and me,” Brian said and then Justin’s tears subsided. They drove off and went back to the house. Justin went outside and sat in the hammock. The men came home in Ted’s car and went to grab their bags. Emmett and Ted came outside and said goodbye to Justin, telling them thanks, for having them and sorry if they messed up any plans. Justin hugged each of them, but seemed so sad.
“Don’t worry about Michael, Justin. He doesn’t mean it. He doesn’t mean to hurt you,” Ted said, hugging Justin.
“I don’t want him hurting Brian,” Justin replied.
“Brian can take care of himself, honey. He’s so lucky to have you. He knows that too,” Emmett responded.
They went back in the house and said goodbye to Brian. He was surprisingly polite and nice and told them to call his mobile when they got home. Justin would want to know that they made it home okay. He added that he would have his phone turned on, in case of emergency.
Michael came up the back steps to the deck and saw Justin swinging on the hammock.
“I saw you two, one night. I saw you in the jacuzzi,” Michael said, through tears.
At the sound of his voice, Justin shot up and looked over his shoulder at Michael. “You watched us?”
“I couldn’t help it. God, Justin. I am sorry. I know that you would never hurt Brian. I am so sorry,” Michael replied.
“Never mind Michael. Forget it, I have,” Justin said, waving him off.
“No, you haven’t. And I will never forget how bad I have acted this trip. I am jealous. More of what you and he have, than anything. I love Brian with all my heart, you know. I always thought that it would be he and I, here. Brian buying me a house, Brian loving me. But, it’s you. It’s you he loves. You make him happy and I am thankful for that. I don’t think that I could make him as happy as you have. No, I know I couldn’t. Please forgive me Justin. Please?” Michael begged and wiped his tears.
“I don’t love Brian to make you unhappy Michael. I love Brian because that is all I know. He loves you too, you know, but you are making it hard for him. I don’t want to see Brian hurt. I would sooner die before I see him unhappy. You and I will just have to learn to live with each other. I mean you no disrespect, but Brian and I are none of your business. That is all you will get from me, do you understand? It is none of your business- it never was. I can’t forget, but I can try to forgive you for all you’ve done and said. I don’t even think I was really angry with you for telling Brian about Ethan. I would have done the same thing, probably. But, stay out of our business now Michael, and we will get along fine. Okay?” Justin asked.
“Okay. I am truly sorry. I know that sounds hollow now, but mark it. I won’t be bothering you guys again. I will do better. I will be a friend to Brian and to you, I swear,” Michael replied.
Justin got up and went over and hugged Michael. Brian came out and saw this. He stood watching and saw the tears that Michael wiped away. Justin was in complete control of the situation.
“Emmett and Ted have your bags and they are waiting in the car Michael,” Brian spoke up to announce his presence.
“Okay, I’m going. Brian, I …,” Michael tried to speak.
“Not right now Michael. I don’t want to hear it. Maybe when we get back, but not now. I am too fucking angry at you,” Brian said and put his hand out in front of him, stopping Michael from moving towards him.
“Okay, understood. Thanks for letting us stay and for everything. You guys have fun. Justin, thank you and I guess I will see you guys when you get back,” Michael responded and walked back down the back steps.
“Are you okay?” Brian asked as he moved towards Justin.
“Yes, thank you. I am fine. We had a talk and we’ll see what happens,” Justin smiled back and sat back into the hammock. Brian joined him.
“So, I guess you know that this house is yours now. It was supposed to be a surprise, like everything else was…but, what the fuck,” Brian sighed.
“I don’t want it Brian,” Justin replied.
“What?” Brian sat up.
“I don’t need you to buy me a fucking house so you can show me you love me!” Justin yelled.
“I didn’t buy it to show you I love you, you little twat! I bought it so we could share it together. And, you should have something in the divorce,” Brian laughed.
“Divorce? We have to be married first,” Justin looked shocked.
“I WAS kidding. I love you, but I am not marrying you. There is only so much I will do. This will have to be enough for you and me. Us. Together. That’s all I can give you,” Brian said.
“That is all I want,” Justin smiled and rolled over on top of Brian.
“Good, because that is all I have,” Brian smiled.
“You have more than that. You have your looks, attitude, love, cool clothes, a loving son and friends that love you,” Justin replied.
“Well then, I guess that is all I need,” Brian huffed.
“When can we call the decorator to redecorate my new house?” Justin asked.
“Your new house? I thought you didn’t want it!” Brian huffed again.
“It’s for us, remember? Whose it is doesn’t matter. I just want to redecorate it,” Justin smiled and fluttered.
“Now, who’s the princess?” Brian smiled and pulled Justin tighter. They swayed in the cool breeze for hours, just talking and cuddling. Their vacation had finally begun. They were finally getting away from it all.