Yellow Picket Fence
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Justin couldn’t believe it. He was at military school, his father really had his way with him. Luckily this was just a 15-day thing, a trial and run, and Brian was waiting for him to come home . Every time he thought Melanie, MELANIE had convinced Brian it was for the best to let Justin go, Justin couldn’t even .. Argh!
‘Ok. Let’s try to mingle’ Justin thought to himself. At least his father was dumb enough to send him to an all boys summer camp. They were all reunited in the cafeteria, and Justin was lucky that is looks made him approachable. This kind of dorky guy with thick glasses came closer and whispered in Justin’s ear ‘What would I give to be at home right now’
Justin tuned back and gave a loud laugh
‘I know, right?’, he looked at his pamphlet, ‘I already graduated, why do I have to repeat Algebra and..*shudders* PA?’
The other guy laughed louder. ‘You know this IS a military summer camp, right? It’s not PA, it’s marksmanship training and rappel and confidence course’. They both laughed. ‘I’m John’
‘Hey. Justin.’
‘Good afternoon, cadets. If you please sit down, Drill Sergeant Smith will be out to speak to you soon.’ A young lady stood in front of the bar, spoke barely loud enough for Justin and John to hear, but you could hear the command in her voice.
Justin sit down next to three other boys. ‘Steve’. ‘Francis’. ‘Adam’.
Drill Sergeant Smith come and Justin was disappointed this was not a poster Drill Sergeant, this man was pudgy, huge moustache and kind of reminded Justin of Michael if you half-shut your eyes.
‘Congratulations cadets. You just choose your roommates for the next two weeks’ he said ‘Today we’ll just have a tour, the haircut and a run for warm up. Tomorrow 0600 sharp, we’ll begin with half mile run, followed by your classes, only to reunite here for lunch at 1200. On the afternoon we’ll begin with the military training. ’
‘See? PA.’ Justin snickered. ‘This will be two long weeks’
Contrary to what Justin thought, two weeks actually passed by running, figurative e literally. By the end of the week two the boys were running two miles. Justin actually enjoyed the routine. And became more organized, Brian would appreciate that, so not everything was garbage. And Justin’s friendliness made the two weeks easier. The boys got along just fine . They didn’t even fought about bathroom time (this was a first for Justin).
So when Drill Sergeant Smith reunited them on last time on the cafeteria, Justin had the promise to reunite the boys outside in some café to just catch up outside the 0600 sharp runs, or 1200 sharp lunch or 1600 sharp crawls on dirt.
Brian was waiting on his black jeep with his sunglasses on, watching Justin change numbers with some guys. His heart pang with heaviness thinking of sunshine giving some blowjobs and hand jobs to some of them, hell Brian insisted on it while laughing at Justin’s despair face when the kid received the letter, after lunch with Jennifer.
Justin spied on the corner of the eye the black jeep, and ran to it, smiling his brighter smile . Fuck military summer camp, fuck all of it. This was way better. But as he approached, Brian seemed a little of, so Justin did all but jump his bones. Brian couldn’t help but laugh along.
The drive was short and sweet, with Justin nibbling Brian’s ear, his hand caressing Brian’s lump on his jeans, and rubbing and brushing. As Brian parked, he’s not sure how, but he freed himself and Justin from the seatbelts, manhandled Justin so they were both out of the driver’s door, and carried Justin all the way to the loft, not even putting him down or letting go of Justin’s sweet lips as he fumbled with his keys. The door opened and Justin fell backwards, Brian fell on top of him. With his foot Brian closed the door, and not waiting anymore, their reunion was right there and then.
Hours later, all sated and happy, Brian inquired Justin on the boys, how was it, were they experienced, was it fun. Justin caught on and having Brian’s number put his fears at ease with 5 simple words ‘It was fun, but they thought the bathroom was haunted. All those nights jerking of, thinking of you. ’
Brian had also been busy these two weeks. Thinking how the loft was small to him and Justin and how nice it would be to have a home office and a studio for Justin, and maybe a workout room for both of them, because Justin came on a fit form and Brian would do all e could to keep it that way.’ And can we talk about Justin’s new haircut ? HOT.’ Brian shook his head, ‘Since when his thoughts began to sound like Emmett? ‘. So Brian went to visit his son, and had dinner with the munchers, and the house across was for sale and Brian didn’t even gave it much thought, he bought it.
Justin listened to it wide mouthed . So they agreed the next day to visit. And have dinner with the munchers, because Justin had some piece of mind to give to Melanie.
They arrived actually on time, Justin’s fault, Brian didn’t even stand a chance, with the kid’s WASP education and now also military practice, they were out of home before Brian could suggest another round . It was already nine o clock, so when Lindsay opened the door, Brian gave her a small kiss and bee lined to Gus who was just waiting for his father to put him up to bed. Justin came in, gave Lindsay and Gus a small kiss and followed Lindsay to the kitchen where Melanie was busy between pans and plates.
Justin sat down and watched the gals work and humming some nice, happy song. He looked across the window and watched his new home. Brian had put his name on the lease and the house was so ‘neat’. It was so full of light and way bigger than the loft. Of course it had that white picket fence vibe, but like Justin said ‘we could always paint it yellow’.
Justin was interrupted of his thoughts when Brian came down. Lindsay put some bowl on Brian’s hands, that he accepted and got on to work, like routine. Justin was in aw to see this. It was so not expected. He always thought Brian just came, sat down at the table and waited on to be, well waited on. But Lindsay considered him family, and putted him to work just like that.
Melanie started to hum another tone, Lindsay joined in and next you know Brian his singing .
‘So close, no matter how far couldn't be much more from the heart forever trusting who we are’
‘AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERS’ the trio jumped along.
Soon the kitchen was private concert for no one with the four of them singing along, certainly out of tune and some air guitars in the middle of it.
As it was over, Lindsay fell down on her chair, making Justin and Melanie laugh hard embracing each other.
‘If you ever pull another stunt like this one, I swear to you Mel, I’ll put up a giant dick sculpture in my yard for you to woke up to everyday’ Justin said. This made their laugh harder joined by Brian and Lindsay.