Needs-Gapfiller for QAF 311
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Rating: R
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It’s been a month since Justin broke up with Ethan. Since he and brian got back together. Justin has been trying to make up for mistakes that didn’t fix anything except maybe miss brian even more than he thought possible. Justin realizes though that those mistakes have brought him back here. Back to this. Back to brian. That makes it all the much sweeter in the end.
Brian has also been trying to make up for his own mistakes. Brian is trying to make up for words that he didn’t say. Words that to Justin seem silly now. Justin feels it in the way brian is kissing him now like brian somehow forgot the taste of Justin’s mouth.
Justin’s hands attack Brian’s shirt like it shouldn’t be there. Justin thinks damn right it shouldn’t be there covering Brian’s perfect body. His body should be expose to make Justin and all other queers drool.
Justin thinks that they shouldn’t be here trying to make up for lost time. They should past all of this.
Brian attacks Justin’s shirt now too. Brian can’t get enough of Justin’s skin either. Justin kisses Brian’s chest as Brian pulls him up to kiss his neck. They each reach for the others’ pants. Brian pushes Justin’s pants down to his ankles and Justin does the same to Brian’s pants.
They try walking to the bedroom but fall down on some throw pillows and cushions that are there for moments like this when their passion is too consuming to go any further.
Brian takes Justin’s pants all the way off as does Justin with Brian’s pants.
Justin thinks how could he have taken this for granted? How could he have thought that Ethan would’ve ever given him what brian gives him. He thinks that maybe brian has said about him being young and inexperienced was true. He certainly felt like that in the beginning of their non-relationship. Didn’t know how to get Brian’s attention. In the end it was his innocence and cockiness (some pun intended) that got him Brian’s attention.
They were in their underwear Brian rubbing his hard on against Justin’s hard on.
Justin knows that they are still in their honeymoon stage and that sooner or later one of them is going to fuck it up but for now he’s loving every minute of it.
Justin and Brian finally take their underwear and socks off while simultaneously kissing each other breaking apart only when needed. Justin’s hands explore Brian’s body. Brian’s hands cup Justin’s ass. Justin wants brian to forget all about Stockwell and his campaign of doom for all fags. Justin wants to help brian recognize that this passion, this drive, this need, this sex that they’re doing is love.
Brian kisses Justin passionately his lips telling Justin what he won’t say verbally that he loves him. Justin’s hands explore Brian’s soft, silky hair. Justin breaks the kiss pausing to admire Brian’s body for a second. Brian looks at him confused but Justin just smiles thinking about the time he told Michael that it was about their unspoken commitment, their unsaid love he has never felt those words more true than now when they devouring each other.
Brian grabs a condom and lube spreading the lube with one hand while with the other hand he puts on the condom expertly. Justin shivers just anticipating what’s going to happen next. Brian pushes one finger in and out adding a second finger making Justin moan as the pleasure courses his body like electricity flowing through a circuit. Brian pushes in and out at a vicious pace. Justin wanting to get more pushes his hips down on Brian’s fingers.
Brian knowing that this Justin’s signal that he wants more puts Justin’s legs around his shoulders. Justin lifts his hips to help Brian access his hole faster. Brian enters Justin completely in one rough motion. Justin breath hitches but can’t stop smiling cuz he loves it when they play rough.
Justin thinks about how Ethan didn’t know that once in a while he likes it rough. Like the torture of not getting what you want right that minute but knowing that in the end it will culminate in a mind blowing earth shattering orgasm. Justin likes to feel the pain mixed in with the pleasure. The pain making the sensation of being fucked all the more intense.
Justin kisses brian fiercely showing just how much he’s loving this. Brian continues to push in and out at a fast and rough pace. Justin hips pushing down trying to get more of Brian’s cock inside him. Leaning up Justin kisses Brian’s chest while Brian’s hands are holding Justin’s hips firmly.
“Justin.” Brian says it like it were a prayer. Justin returns with a prayer of his own. Brian continues to pound into Justin voraciously. They both know they won’t last long. Justin can feel his body start to writhe with the impending doom of his orgasm threatening to take over.
“Bri…” Justin starts to say when they hear a knock on the door. Someone is pounding furiously into the door. Brian has this look of annoyance on his face. Justin thinks that who ever is knocking is about to wish not he hadn’t.
Brian collapses on top of Justin lying still for a second allowing his breath to return to its normal rate. Finally Brian pulls out of Justin reaching for his briefs to cover his hard on and goes up the stairs to see who it is.
Shit. Justin thinks when he sees who it is. It’s Stockwell and Vance. Justin covers himself with a large pillow and runs a hand over his face and hair. Justin thinks that their honeymoon just got a hell of a lot shorter.
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Brian wants to know who dares to knock on his fucking door when he’s at his best fucking Justin. To his horrible surprise it’s Stockwell and Vance. Fuck. Brian thinks.
Brian sees that Stockwell has this I’m-going-to-throw up look on his face. Brian thinks that it better not be on his fucking expensive Italian carpet.
“What’s the matter haven’t you ever seen two guys fucking before.” Brian says venomously through gritted teeth. Brian looks at Vance and sees that Vance is staring at him in disbelief. Stockwell moves past Brian his eyes inflaming when he sees the posters ridiculing him all over the floor.
Brian feels the vein in his forehead throbbing. Brian thinks that maybe he could use a bottle of scotch right about now but he doesn’t want to take his eyes of Stockwell or Vance. Stockwell crumbles one of the posters and throws it at Brian’s face as he heads to the door followed by Vance. Brian thinks good riddance as he hears them shuffling their feet as fast as they can.
“Wanna finish?” Brian says through gritted teeth at Justin. Brian still feels his blood boiling but he knows he can’t take his anger. His frustration. His sadness. His bitterness out on Justin. He’s changed enough not to do that anymore besides Justin would never put with that anymore either.
Brian looks at Justin and sees that he has on this I’m-so-sorry-brian look on his face. Brian knows sorry is bullshit. He smiles weakly at Justin. Brian thinks about when he made his decision knowing full well what the consequences might have been. He still wouldn’t change a thing. The backroom was the last straw and there’s only so much a man can take.
Brian walks to where Justin is laying down looking up at him. He lays next to Justin. Justin starts kissing brian in a slow, tender kiss. Brian likes this but wants more of a fast, furious, breath taking kiss that will take his mind off things. Brian pulls Justin closer to him so that their bodies are pressed together Brian grinds his erection on Justin’s making Justin moan his dick twitches at the movement. Brian closes his mouth over Justin and immediately their tongues are dueling Justin’s hand snake down towards Brian’s cock and starts to stroke him softly making brian grunt. The kissing intensifies to the point where their hearts are pounding in their ears and they’re both panting. Justin’s light stroking becomes faster. They break the kiss to catch their breaths.
Justin wants to get to the sex but first he has to try and get brian to talk about what happened tonight. He stops his stroking which gets him brian’s attention.
“Brian.” he starts saying when Brian shuts him up with another earth shattering kiss.
“Brian! I think we should talk” Justin insists.
“Sunshine, shut the fuck up and let me fuck your tight little ass.” Brian says in hopes that Justin will let the subject go. No such luck.
“Brian we really need to talk I know that advertising is your life.” Justin says trying one more time to make brian talk.
Brian is getting annoyed and says with exasperation “ Justin! Can we fuck now, ask questions later.”
“Fine. But we have to talk Brian.” Justin says knowing that brian is reaching his limit.
Brian rolls his eyes at Justin. Brian grabs a condom and the lube laying around on the pillows. Brian gives the condom to Justin so he can put it on Brian’s dick. Justin feigning misunderstanding asks brian “ You want me to fuck you?” grinning.
“Ha ha. Funny. Put it on me, little twat.” Brian says sarcastically. Justin rolling his eyes puts the condom on brian.
Brian spreads ample lube around Justin’s ass while positioning Justin’s legs around his elbows and spreads his knees to better guide himself towards Justin’s hole. Brian enters Justin completely at same time Justin pushes his hips down until brian’s balls slap his ass both moan at this.
Brian thinks back to how miserable he was without Justin in his life and is grateful to have him back. Brian loves the friction they have. Loves Justin’s ass, eyes, hair, the way he dances, the way Justin feels when Brian is inside of him. Brian thinks that maybe one day he’ll tell Justin all of this but not today because shit a person can only change so much without becoming some corny pathetic loser or a lesbian.
Brian pushes deeper inside Justin setting a long, deep rhythm alternating with short, fast strokes. They both are grunting and moaning.
Brian concentrates all his efforts on fucking Justin and not on his mind replaying piece by piece everything that has happened tonight or could happen tomorrow. Cuz shit he might be out of a job… shit he’d rather not think about that possibility.
Brian leans down kissing Justin’s hair, scatters kisses around his face then pushes his tongue against Justin’s mouth to kiss it, their kiss starts gently and then intensifies until they are panting for air. Brian nuzzles his head against Justin’s neck breathing in his scent of herbal essence, sex and the cologne that makes brian crazy when Justin uses the right amount.
Brian pushes deeper angling his hips to hit Justin’s prostate making Justin moan and buck underneath him and brian does it over and over again making Justin writhe with pleasure. Justin’s eyes are closed now enjoying what brian is doing with his body. “fuck. Oh God!” Justin mutters with his eyes wide open now. Brian knows Justin’s close and so is he. Justin expression is one of ecstasy, pleasure and yet there’s a flicker of concern. It makes brian almost come seeing his expression.
Brian knows Justin is worried about what might happen after tonight. Brian kisses Justin hard on the mouth savoring Justin’s taste making Justin arch his back to deepen the kiss. Justin starts stroking himself slowly at first building momentum then matches Brian’s fast paced rhythm. Brian feels his own body start to go down the same familiar path.
“Now, Justin.” Brian instructs Justin and then Justin comes all over his stomach. Brian’s dick is caught inside Justin and thinks that this is his safe haven to get away from every problem. This is his happy place as fucking sappy as that sounds. Brian closes his eyes, his head rolls back as he grunts coming inside the condom. Brian collapses on top of Justin their ragged breaths filling the room.
Brian gives Justin about 5 seconds before he starts ranting about Stockwell and how doomed they are. Pulling out of Justin he lays besides him.
“God! I’m amazing when it comes to sex cuz this was great.” Brian says with a grin. Justin snorts thinking that brian has too much of an ego for his own good.
“What about me? Asshole.” Justin says pouting.
“ Well, you weren’t bad either.” Brian says grinning even bigger his eyes sparkling telling Justin that he was more than just good. Justin grins back. Brian is trying to stall the impending conversation but knows it’s futile.
Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
And …. “Brian we need to talk.” BINGO. Brian looks at Justin impatiently.
Brian thinks that if they’re going to talk than he’s going to need a joint. He gets up and walks to the bedroom opening the bottom drawer where he keeps his stash. Justin looks at Brian’s every movement and rolls his eyes cuz he knows that Brian can’t have a serious conversation without drugs, alcohol or sex or all three combined. Brian comes back with a rolled joint laying back down next to Justin offering him the joint. Justin takes the hit and passes it back to brian.
“Brian, Shit. What the fuck are you going to do?” Justin says in a panicky voice.
Fuck if I know Brian thinks but says with much practiced coolness “Justin I’ll …. We’ll get through this. I’ll fix this somehow and if not then I’ll just start my own fucking agency which I should’ve probably done a long time ago.” brian says as he nuzzles his head against Justin’s neck biting the skin there kissing it soothing it with his tongue. Justin moans a little his arm around Brian’s shoulders.
“ I still can’t help but think that… maybe this wouldn’t be happening if I hadn’t been the genius that I am and posted those propaganda posters.” Justin says taking another hit. Brian raises an eyebrow and smirks.
“Sunshine, I love that you’re so modest.” brian says sarcastically making Justin slap his chest and brian mocks an expression of hurt.
“Besides no regrets remember. I’m not fucking sorry… well maybe that he saw you all sweaty and hot.” Brian says taking a hit. This time he dodges Justin’s slap to his arm. He sees Justin blushing remembering everything that happened before they were interrupted.
“I just wish there was something I could do.” Justin says sadly looking into Brian’s eyes seeing if he can find any emotion in those beautiful hazel that loves to get lost in but as usual nothing.
“Yeah, you can do me.” Brian says joking.
“Fuck you.” Justin says pouting. Getting frustrated that Brian can’t have a fucking serious conversation.
Brian swears that every time Justin gets high which isn’t that often because he controls when that happens he gets more annoying than usual.
“Justin stop being a drama princess.” Brian says rolling his eyes.
“Brian chances are you’re going to lose your job and then we’ll be broke.” Justin says in a whiny voice.
“Justin stop overreacting. I’m going to find a job. We’re not going to be poor.” Brian says shivering at the thought of being poor. Not being able to wear Armani, Prada, Gucci, or any other expensive brand he likes to wear. No he’d rather die than let that happen. Like he told ‘Ian’ once there’s nothing noble about being poor.
“I’m just worried about you. I’ve lived from place to place since I was 17. I don’t need much to survive just you…and food.” Justin says matter of factly.
Brian can’t help but grin and kisses Justin voraciously on the mouth enjoying the feel of their tongues entwining together his tongue winning the battle and pushes deeper inside Justin’s mouth. Brian also can’t help but think that Justin moving from place to place was his fault too.
“We wouldn’t want you to starve now would we. I wouldn’t hear the end of it from deb.” Brian says trailing his fingers around Justin’s stomach feeling the goose bumps that mere action provokes in Justin makes Brian hard again.
“Sunshine, you should be more worried about your internship.” Brian says tongue in cheek.
Justin gives him a sly smile and says “ Brian, I’m not worried about whether I keep the internship or not because I already got what I needed from the internship.” Justin’s eyes have a sparkle to them and his grin is huge.
“Oh really.” Brian says feigning innocence with a grin of his own.
“What was it that you needed and got.” Brian says caressing Justin’s cheek with his fingers feeling the skin flush.
Justin answers brian by kissing him deeply tongue reaching all of the wet familiar spots. Planting his hands on Justin’s hips brian thinks that’s a good enough answer for him.
“ Whatever it is that you do just remember that I’ll be here with you.” Justin says looking directly at brian pulling away from the kiss.
Brian thinks that Justin could be doing so much more useful things with his mouth than talking liking kissing Brian’s chest or his neck in that way only Justin knows makes him crazy or sucking Brian’s cock with that talented mouth.
“Well right now what I want to do is gag you so you won’t say another word when I’m fucking you in our next round that’s of course after you suck my dick for making me part of this conversation.” Brian says smirking his eyes twinkling brightly and his cock stirring at the thought of fucking Justin again. He could never get enough of Justin and probably never will in the beginning that thought scared him but now after all they’ve been through it doesn’t bother him as much.
Justin gives Brian this mixed look of arousal, excitement and righteous indignation.
“Brian can’t you for once have a serious conversation I mean it’s your job we’re talking about here.” Justin says indignantly. Brian just smirks and plays with Justin’s hair.
“Fuck Vance. Fuck Stockwell. I’ll tell you again that I’m not sorry and I don’t have any regrets.”
“If Vance fires my ass then I’ll just make you pedal yours.” Brian says half joking. Justin glares at Brian and slaps his arm which has been resting on Justin’s chest.
“It’s impossible to talk to you.” Justin says resting his hands on Brian’s chest.
“I know now let’s go to bed.” Brian says with a lustful look on his face.
Justin shakes his head reprimanding and smiles his sunshine smile at Brian.
Everything that has happened is beginning to sink in on Brian. The fact that he might not have a job in the morning leaves a hole in his stomach. Brian thinks that the one certainty in his life has been taken away by another asshole except this one doesn’t come home drunk or hits Brian for his own pleasure. This one hates Brian because he finally did the right thing by sticking it to him.
Brian and Justin both get up stretching the kinks in their backs.
“Let’s take a shower we stink.” Brian says heading towards the bathroom. Nodding Justin follows him to the bathroom.
Brian thinks about how beautiful Justin looks under the water. The tiny droplets of water sticking to Justin like magnets making his skin sexy wet.
Brian washes Justin’s chest getting rid of the dried-up cum there while Justin shampoos brian silky soft hair. Brian rinses his hair while turning Justin around to wash his back making circular motions on his back. Brian gets to Justin’s ass and all he can think about is plunging into Justin again.
“Justin, I think it’s time for you to repay all of that talking you made me do.” Brian says seductively against Justin’s ear causing Justin to shiver.
Brian presses Justin’s body against the glass wall while slipping a condom that he always keeps should this type of situation ever arise and it does over and over again. Brian slips inside of Justin making him moan and gasp at the lack of preparation. Brian knows that Justin loves it when they play rough and hard.
Justin pushes his hips against Brian silently saying that he loves this. Brian slams into him again.
“Harder…uhh fuck me …. uhhg …harder Brian.” Justin says almost moaning every time Brian thrusts into him. Justin’s wish is Brian’s command so Brian goes harder and deeper changing his angle so that he hits Justin’s prostate over and over with such force making Justin almost collapse so Brian holds Justin steady by placing his arm around his waist. The shower fills with steam as their moans and grunts leave their mouths.
“Oh God Brian….” Justin says right before he comes all over his stomach and the glass wall. The fact that Justin comes without jerking off sends Brian over the edge into his own orgasm as Justin’s ass clamps around his dick.
“Justin…” Brian moans into Justin’s hair closing his eyes for a brief and inhales Justin’s scent and memorizes the vision of Justin writhing and moaning as his orgasm begins to subside. Brian comes hard into the condom and rests his head on Justin’s shoulders.
Brian knows that this time around he has Justin even if he loses his job and that alone gives him the strength to continue. Brian knew full well that uncovering Stockwell for the homophobic jerk he is would bring nasty consequences and losing his job was one of them.
As if reading Brian’s mind Justin who sneaks his way out from under Brian and into the spray of water says to him “Brian, this time I won’t leave you even if you try to push me away with the bullshit that you don’t need anyone.” Justin says it reassuringly.
Brian feels a little hurt that Justin thinks he’s going to push him away because nothing could further from the truth. Brian has to admit to himself anyway that he needs Justin. He’s tried living without him but was miserable. Of course, Brian would rather sooner die than to admit that he needs Justin. Fucker. Brian thinks Justin has turned him ridiculously romantic.
“I’ve given up on trying to kick you out. You’re a persistent little shit you know that right, Sunshine.” Brian says sarcastically but can’t hide his grin.
Justin is grinning from ear to ear because he knows this is Brian’s version of Don’t go I need you.
They step out of the steam filled shower drying themselves off. Padding naked across the loft Justin heads to the bedroom while Brian heads to the kitchen pouring himself a glass of double jim beam and then heads back to the bedroom putting the drink on his night table.
He lays awake listening to Justin’s deep breathing. Listening to his own heart rate slow down. The drink isn’t numbing any of the thoughts going on in Brian’s head just makes them louder he thinks. Finally sleep seeps in. Brian pulls Justin closer to his side wrapping his arm around his waist careful not to wake Justin up. Needing Justin’s warmth. Needing his love. Needing Justin. Despite everything that’s happened or will happen Brian feels happy and unknowingly a smile spreads across his face.
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Justin lays with his back to brian eyes wide open. Brian thinks Justin is asleep but Justin can’t sleep not tonight after everything that’s happened. He snuggles closer to Brian feeling and enjoying the warmth there. He feels Brian tighten the hold on his waist.
Justin tries to think of a way to help Brian. Justin knows he can’t fail Brian again. Justin knows that Brian needs him even if he won’t come out and say it and probably never will. He knows it in the way Brian kissed him, the way he fucked Justin, the way he pulled Justin into a tight grip just a few seconds ago. Justin knows Brian is going to lose his job but try as he might he can’t come up with anything to help them both.
Justin thinks he’ll come up with something sooner or later he always does. He’s not the giving up type otherwise he’d never would’ve met the real Brian Kinney not the persona he goes by during the day. The one that’s always been there when Justin needed him. The one who took him back even after he fucked up. The one who needs him now more than ever. No way is he going to give up.
Justin also has no regrets. He wouldn’t change a damn thing if he could go back in time he wouldn’t fucking change anything except maybe have been more careful.
Justin finally feels sleep settling in. Justin’s last thoughts before he’s in dreamland is that tomorrow will be a long day and Brian will need him more than ever.
The End
Rating: R
Author's Note: I hope you guys enjoy it
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It’s been a month since Justin broke up with Ethan. Since he and brian got back together. Justin has been trying to make up for mistakes that didn’t fix anything except maybe miss brian even more than he thought possible. Justin realizes though that those mistakes have brought him back here. Back to this. Back to brian. That makes it all the much sweeter in the end.
Brian has also been trying to make up for his own mistakes. Brian is trying to make up for words that he didn’t say. Words that to Justin seem silly now. Justin feels it in the way brian is kissing him now like brian somehow forgot the taste of Justin’s mouth.
Justin’s hands attack Brian’s shirt like it shouldn’t be there. Justin thinks damn right it shouldn’t be there covering Brian’s perfect body. His body should be expose to make Justin and all other queers drool.
Justin thinks that they shouldn’t be here trying to make up for lost time. They should past all of this.
Brian attacks Justin’s shirt now too. Brian can’t get enough of Justin’s skin either. Justin kisses Brian’s chest as Brian pulls him up to kiss his neck. They each reach for the others’ pants. Brian pushes Justin’s pants down to his ankles and Justin does the same to Brian’s pants.
They try walking to the bedroom but fall down on some throw pillows and cushions that are there for moments like this when their passion is too consuming to go any further.
Brian takes Justin’s pants all the way off as does Justin with Brian’s pants.
Justin thinks how could he have taken this for granted? How could he have thought that Ethan would’ve ever given him what brian gives him. He thinks that maybe brian has said about him being young and inexperienced was true. He certainly felt like that in the beginning of their non-relationship. Didn’t know how to get Brian’s attention. In the end it was his innocence and cockiness (some pun intended) that got him Brian’s attention.
They were in their underwear Brian rubbing his hard on against Justin’s hard on.
Justin knows that they are still in their honeymoon stage and that sooner or later one of them is going to fuck it up but for now he’s loving every minute of it.
Justin and Brian finally take their underwear and socks off while simultaneously kissing each other breaking apart only when needed. Justin’s hands explore Brian’s body. Brian’s hands cup Justin’s ass. Justin wants brian to forget all about Stockwell and his campaign of doom for all fags. Justin wants to help brian recognize that this passion, this drive, this need, this sex that they’re doing is love.
Brian kisses Justin passionately his lips telling Justin what he won’t say verbally that he loves him. Justin’s hands explore Brian’s soft, silky hair. Justin breaks the kiss pausing to admire Brian’s body for a second. Brian looks at him confused but Justin just smiles thinking about the time he told Michael that it was about their unspoken commitment, their unsaid love he has never felt those words more true than now when they devouring each other.
Brian grabs a condom and lube spreading the lube with one hand while with the other hand he puts on the condom expertly. Justin shivers just anticipating what’s going to happen next. Brian pushes one finger in and out adding a second finger making Justin moan as the pleasure courses his body like electricity flowing through a circuit. Brian pushes in and out at a vicious pace. Justin wanting to get more pushes his hips down on Brian’s fingers.
Brian knowing that this Justin’s signal that he wants more puts Justin’s legs around his shoulders. Justin lifts his hips to help Brian access his hole faster. Brian enters Justin completely in one rough motion. Justin breath hitches but can’t stop smiling cuz he loves it when they play rough.
Justin thinks about how Ethan didn’t know that once in a while he likes it rough. Like the torture of not getting what you want right that minute but knowing that in the end it will culminate in a mind blowing earth shattering orgasm. Justin likes to feel the pain mixed in with the pleasure. The pain making the sensation of being fucked all the more intense.
Justin kisses brian fiercely showing just how much he’s loving this. Brian continues to push in and out at a fast and rough pace. Justin hips pushing down trying to get more of Brian’s cock inside him. Leaning up Justin kisses Brian’s chest while Brian’s hands are holding Justin’s hips firmly.
“Justin.” Brian says it like it were a prayer. Justin returns with a prayer of his own. Brian continues to pound into Justin voraciously. They both know they won’t last long. Justin can feel his body start to writhe with the impending doom of his orgasm threatening to take over.
“Bri…” Justin starts to say when they hear a knock on the door. Someone is pounding furiously into the door. Brian has this look of annoyance on his face. Justin thinks that who ever is knocking is about to wish not he hadn’t.
Brian collapses on top of Justin lying still for a second allowing his breath to return to its normal rate. Finally Brian pulls out of Justin reaching for his briefs to cover his hard on and goes up the stairs to see who it is.
Shit. Justin thinks when he sees who it is. It’s Stockwell and Vance. Justin covers himself with a large pillow and runs a hand over his face and hair. Justin thinks that their honeymoon just got a hell of a lot shorter.
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Brian wants to know who dares to knock on his fucking door when he’s at his best fucking Justin. To his horrible surprise it’s Stockwell and Vance. Fuck. Brian thinks.
Brian sees that Stockwell has this I’m-going-to-throw up look on his face. Brian thinks that it better not be on his fucking expensive Italian carpet.
“What’s the matter haven’t you ever seen two guys fucking before.” Brian says venomously through gritted teeth. Brian looks at Vance and sees that Vance is staring at him in disbelief. Stockwell moves past Brian his eyes inflaming when he sees the posters ridiculing him all over the floor.
Brian feels the vein in his forehead throbbing. Brian thinks that maybe he could use a bottle of scotch right about now but he doesn’t want to take his eyes of Stockwell or Vance. Stockwell crumbles one of the posters and throws it at Brian’s face as he heads to the door followed by Vance. Brian thinks good riddance as he hears them shuffling their feet as fast as they can.
“Wanna finish?” Brian says through gritted teeth at Justin. Brian still feels his blood boiling but he knows he can’t take his anger. His frustration. His sadness. His bitterness out on Justin. He’s changed enough not to do that anymore besides Justin would never put with that anymore either.
Brian looks at Justin and sees that he has on this I’m-so-sorry-brian look on his face. Brian knows sorry is bullshit. He smiles weakly at Justin. Brian thinks about when he made his decision knowing full well what the consequences might have been. He still wouldn’t change a thing. The backroom was the last straw and there’s only so much a man can take.
Brian walks to where Justin is laying down looking up at him. He lays next to Justin. Justin starts kissing brian in a slow, tender kiss. Brian likes this but wants more of a fast, furious, breath taking kiss that will take his mind off things. Brian pulls Justin closer to him so that their bodies are pressed together Brian grinds his erection on Justin’s making Justin moan his dick twitches at the movement. Brian closes his mouth over Justin and immediately their tongues are dueling Justin’s hand snake down towards Brian’s cock and starts to stroke him softly making brian grunt. The kissing intensifies to the point where their hearts are pounding in their ears and they’re both panting. Justin’s light stroking becomes faster. They break the kiss to catch their breaths.
Justin wants to get to the sex but first he has to try and get brian to talk about what happened tonight. He stops his stroking which gets him brian’s attention.
“Brian.” he starts saying when Brian shuts him up with another earth shattering kiss.
“Brian! I think we should talk” Justin insists.
“Sunshine, shut the fuck up and let me fuck your tight little ass.” Brian says in hopes that Justin will let the subject go. No such luck.
“Brian we really need to talk I know that advertising is your life.” Justin says trying one more time to make brian talk.
Brian is getting annoyed and says with exasperation “ Justin! Can we fuck now, ask questions later.”
“Fine. But we have to talk Brian.” Justin says knowing that brian is reaching his limit.
Brian rolls his eyes at Justin. Brian grabs a condom and the lube laying around on the pillows. Brian gives the condom to Justin so he can put it on Brian’s dick. Justin feigning misunderstanding asks brian “ You want me to fuck you?” grinning.
“Ha ha. Funny. Put it on me, little twat.” Brian says sarcastically. Justin rolling his eyes puts the condom on brian.
Brian spreads ample lube around Justin’s ass while positioning Justin’s legs around his elbows and spreads his knees to better guide himself towards Justin’s hole. Brian enters Justin completely at same time Justin pushes his hips down until brian’s balls slap his ass both moan at this.
Brian thinks back to how miserable he was without Justin in his life and is grateful to have him back. Brian loves the friction they have. Loves Justin’s ass, eyes, hair, the way he dances, the way Justin feels when Brian is inside of him. Brian thinks that maybe one day he’ll tell Justin all of this but not today because shit a person can only change so much without becoming some corny pathetic loser or a lesbian.
Brian pushes deeper inside Justin setting a long, deep rhythm alternating with short, fast strokes. They both are grunting and moaning.
Brian concentrates all his efforts on fucking Justin and not on his mind replaying piece by piece everything that has happened tonight or could happen tomorrow. Cuz shit he might be out of a job… shit he’d rather not think about that possibility.
Brian leans down kissing Justin’s hair, scatters kisses around his face then pushes his tongue against Justin’s mouth to kiss it, their kiss starts gently and then intensifies until they are panting for air. Brian nuzzles his head against Justin’s neck breathing in his scent of herbal essence, sex and the cologne that makes brian crazy when Justin uses the right amount.
Brian pushes deeper angling his hips to hit Justin’s prostate making Justin moan and buck underneath him and brian does it over and over again making Justin writhe with pleasure. Justin’s eyes are closed now enjoying what brian is doing with his body. “fuck. Oh God!” Justin mutters with his eyes wide open now. Brian knows Justin’s close and so is he. Justin expression is one of ecstasy, pleasure and yet there’s a flicker of concern. It makes brian almost come seeing his expression.
Brian knows Justin is worried about what might happen after tonight. Brian kisses Justin hard on the mouth savoring Justin’s taste making Justin arch his back to deepen the kiss. Justin starts stroking himself slowly at first building momentum then matches Brian’s fast paced rhythm. Brian feels his own body start to go down the same familiar path.
“Now, Justin.” Brian instructs Justin and then Justin comes all over his stomach. Brian’s dick is caught inside Justin and thinks that this is his safe haven to get away from every problem. This is his happy place as fucking sappy as that sounds. Brian closes his eyes, his head rolls back as he grunts coming inside the condom. Brian collapses on top of Justin their ragged breaths filling the room.
Brian gives Justin about 5 seconds before he starts ranting about Stockwell and how doomed they are. Pulling out of Justin he lays besides him.
“God! I’m amazing when it comes to sex cuz this was great.” Brian says with a grin. Justin snorts thinking that brian has too much of an ego for his own good.
“What about me? Asshole.” Justin says pouting.
“ Well, you weren’t bad either.” Brian says grinning even bigger his eyes sparkling telling Justin that he was more than just good. Justin grins back. Brian is trying to stall the impending conversation but knows it’s futile.
Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
And …. “Brian we need to talk.” BINGO. Brian looks at Justin impatiently.
Brian thinks that if they’re going to talk than he’s going to need a joint. He gets up and walks to the bedroom opening the bottom drawer where he keeps his stash. Justin looks at Brian’s every movement and rolls his eyes cuz he knows that Brian can’t have a serious conversation without drugs, alcohol or sex or all three combined. Brian comes back with a rolled joint laying back down next to Justin offering him the joint. Justin takes the hit and passes it back to brian.
“Brian, Shit. What the fuck are you going to do?” Justin says in a panicky voice.
Fuck if I know Brian thinks but says with much practiced coolness “Justin I’ll …. We’ll get through this. I’ll fix this somehow and if not then I’ll just start my own fucking agency which I should’ve probably done a long time ago.” brian says as he nuzzles his head against Justin’s neck biting the skin there kissing it soothing it with his tongue. Justin moans a little his arm around Brian’s shoulders.
“ I still can’t help but think that… maybe this wouldn’t be happening if I hadn’t been the genius that I am and posted those propaganda posters.” Justin says taking another hit. Brian raises an eyebrow and smirks.
“Sunshine, I love that you’re so modest.” brian says sarcastically making Justin slap his chest and brian mocks an expression of hurt.
“Besides no regrets remember. I’m not fucking sorry… well maybe that he saw you all sweaty and hot.” Brian says taking a hit. This time he dodges Justin’s slap to his arm. He sees Justin blushing remembering everything that happened before they were interrupted.
“I just wish there was something I could do.” Justin says sadly looking into Brian’s eyes seeing if he can find any emotion in those beautiful hazel that loves to get lost in but as usual nothing.
“Yeah, you can do me.” Brian says joking.
“Fuck you.” Justin says pouting. Getting frustrated that Brian can’t have a fucking serious conversation.
Brian swears that every time Justin gets high which isn’t that often because he controls when that happens he gets more annoying than usual.
“Justin stop being a drama princess.” Brian says rolling his eyes.
“Brian chances are you’re going to lose your job and then we’ll be broke.” Justin says in a whiny voice.
“Justin stop overreacting. I’m going to find a job. We’re not going to be poor.” Brian says shivering at the thought of being poor. Not being able to wear Armani, Prada, Gucci, or any other expensive brand he likes to wear. No he’d rather die than let that happen. Like he told ‘Ian’ once there’s nothing noble about being poor.
“I’m just worried about you. I’ve lived from place to place since I was 17. I don’t need much to survive just you…and food.” Justin says matter of factly.
Brian can’t help but grin and kisses Justin voraciously on the mouth enjoying the feel of their tongues entwining together his tongue winning the battle and pushes deeper inside Justin’s mouth. Brian also can’t help but think that Justin moving from place to place was his fault too.
“We wouldn’t want you to starve now would we. I wouldn’t hear the end of it from deb.” Brian says trailing his fingers around Justin’s stomach feeling the goose bumps that mere action provokes in Justin makes Brian hard again.
“Sunshine, you should be more worried about your internship.” Brian says tongue in cheek.
Justin gives him a sly smile and says “ Brian, I’m not worried about whether I keep the internship or not because I already got what I needed from the internship.” Justin’s eyes have a sparkle to them and his grin is huge.
“Oh really.” Brian says feigning innocence with a grin of his own.
“What was it that you needed and got.” Brian says caressing Justin’s cheek with his fingers feeling the skin flush.
Justin answers brian by kissing him deeply tongue reaching all of the wet familiar spots. Planting his hands on Justin’s hips brian thinks that’s a good enough answer for him.
“ Whatever it is that you do just remember that I’ll be here with you.” Justin says looking directly at brian pulling away from the kiss.
Brian thinks that Justin could be doing so much more useful things with his mouth than talking liking kissing Brian’s chest or his neck in that way only Justin knows makes him crazy or sucking Brian’s cock with that talented mouth.
“Well right now what I want to do is gag you so you won’t say another word when I’m fucking you in our next round that’s of course after you suck my dick for making me part of this conversation.” Brian says smirking his eyes twinkling brightly and his cock stirring at the thought of fucking Justin again. He could never get enough of Justin and probably never will in the beginning that thought scared him but now after all they’ve been through it doesn’t bother him as much.
Justin gives Brian this mixed look of arousal, excitement and righteous indignation.
“Brian can’t you for once have a serious conversation I mean it’s your job we’re talking about here.” Justin says indignantly. Brian just smirks and plays with Justin’s hair.
“Fuck Vance. Fuck Stockwell. I’ll tell you again that I’m not sorry and I don’t have any regrets.”
“If Vance fires my ass then I’ll just make you pedal yours.” Brian says half joking. Justin glares at Brian and slaps his arm which has been resting on Justin’s chest.
“It’s impossible to talk to you.” Justin says resting his hands on Brian’s chest.
“I know now let’s go to bed.” Brian says with a lustful look on his face.
Justin shakes his head reprimanding and smiles his sunshine smile at Brian.
Everything that has happened is beginning to sink in on Brian. The fact that he might not have a job in the morning leaves a hole in his stomach. Brian thinks that the one certainty in his life has been taken away by another asshole except this one doesn’t come home drunk or hits Brian for his own pleasure. This one hates Brian because he finally did the right thing by sticking it to him.
Brian and Justin both get up stretching the kinks in their backs.
“Let’s take a shower we stink.” Brian says heading towards the bathroom. Nodding Justin follows him to the bathroom.
Brian thinks about how beautiful Justin looks under the water. The tiny droplets of water sticking to Justin like magnets making his skin sexy wet.
Brian washes Justin’s chest getting rid of the dried-up cum there while Justin shampoos brian silky soft hair. Brian rinses his hair while turning Justin around to wash his back making circular motions on his back. Brian gets to Justin’s ass and all he can think about is plunging into Justin again.
“Justin, I think it’s time for you to repay all of that talking you made me do.” Brian says seductively against Justin’s ear causing Justin to shiver.
Brian presses Justin’s body against the glass wall while slipping a condom that he always keeps should this type of situation ever arise and it does over and over again. Brian slips inside of Justin making him moan and gasp at the lack of preparation. Brian knows that Justin loves it when they play rough and hard.
Justin pushes his hips against Brian silently saying that he loves this. Brian slams into him again.
“Harder…uhh fuck me …. uhhg …harder Brian.” Justin says almost moaning every time Brian thrusts into him. Justin’s wish is Brian’s command so Brian goes harder and deeper changing his angle so that he hits Justin’s prostate over and over with such force making Justin almost collapse so Brian holds Justin steady by placing his arm around his waist. The shower fills with steam as their moans and grunts leave their mouths.
“Oh God Brian….” Justin says right before he comes all over his stomach and the glass wall. The fact that Justin comes without jerking off sends Brian over the edge into his own orgasm as Justin’s ass clamps around his dick.
“Justin…” Brian moans into Justin’s hair closing his eyes for a brief and inhales Justin’s scent and memorizes the vision of Justin writhing and moaning as his orgasm begins to subside. Brian comes hard into the condom and rests his head on Justin’s shoulders.
Brian knows that this time around he has Justin even if he loses his job and that alone gives him the strength to continue. Brian knew full well that uncovering Stockwell for the homophobic jerk he is would bring nasty consequences and losing his job was one of them.
As if reading Brian’s mind Justin who sneaks his way out from under Brian and into the spray of water says to him “Brian, this time I won’t leave you even if you try to push me away with the bullshit that you don’t need anyone.” Justin says it reassuringly.
Brian feels a little hurt that Justin thinks he’s going to push him away because nothing could further from the truth. Brian has to admit to himself anyway that he needs Justin. He’s tried living without him but was miserable. Of course, Brian would rather sooner die than to admit that he needs Justin. Fucker. Brian thinks Justin has turned him ridiculously romantic.
“I’ve given up on trying to kick you out. You’re a persistent little shit you know that right, Sunshine.” Brian says sarcastically but can’t hide his grin.
Justin is grinning from ear to ear because he knows this is Brian’s version of Don’t go I need you.
They step out of the steam filled shower drying themselves off. Padding naked across the loft Justin heads to the bedroom while Brian heads to the kitchen pouring himself a glass of double jim beam and then heads back to the bedroom putting the drink on his night table.
He lays awake listening to Justin’s deep breathing. Listening to his own heart rate slow down. The drink isn’t numbing any of the thoughts going on in Brian’s head just makes them louder he thinks. Finally sleep seeps in. Brian pulls Justin closer to his side wrapping his arm around his waist careful not to wake Justin up. Needing Justin’s warmth. Needing his love. Needing Justin. Despite everything that’s happened or will happen Brian feels happy and unknowingly a smile spreads across his face.
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Justin lays with his back to brian eyes wide open. Brian thinks Justin is asleep but Justin can’t sleep not tonight after everything that’s happened. He snuggles closer to Brian feeling and enjoying the warmth there. He feels Brian tighten the hold on his waist.
Justin tries to think of a way to help Brian. Justin knows he can’t fail Brian again. Justin knows that Brian needs him even if he won’t come out and say it and probably never will. He knows it in the way Brian kissed him, the way he fucked Justin, the way he pulled Justin into a tight grip just a few seconds ago. Justin knows Brian is going to lose his job but try as he might he can’t come up with anything to help them both.
Justin thinks he’ll come up with something sooner or later he always does. He’s not the giving up type otherwise he’d never would’ve met the real Brian Kinney not the persona he goes by during the day. The one that’s always been there when Justin needed him. The one who took him back even after he fucked up. The one who needs him now more than ever. No way is he going to give up.
Justin also has no regrets. He wouldn’t change a damn thing if he could go back in time he wouldn’t fucking change anything except maybe have been more careful.
Justin finally feels sleep settling in. Justin’s last thoughts before he’s in dreamland is that tomorrow will be a long day and Brian will need him more than ever.
The End