The Third Anniversary Challenge

Haunted Memories

Author's note: The Pink Posse never happened.

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Brian pushed open the door to the loft, walked inside, and set down his briefcase. "Hey Sunshine!"

Justin walked out of the bedroom pulling a clean shirt over his head. "Hey!"

Justin leaned in to kiss Brian. "What's going on? Sorry I haven't started dinner like I said I would. I started on one of my art projects and lost track of time."

Brian pulled Justin tighter against him. "Not a problem. We'll order in."

Bending down he claimed another kiss before breaking it off to remove his jacket and tie while Justin closed the loft door. Walking over to the menu drawer, he asked. "So what do you want to eat tonight?"

Brian stood on the top step. "I don't care…whatever you're in the mood for. Just get my usual."

Justin nodded and placed an order from their favorite Chinese place while Brian finished getting out of his suit.

When Brian finished he stepped back into the kitchen area to grab a bottle of water. "Justin, I know that you really wanted to go to Emmett's part on Halloween but…"

"Oh no, don't tell me you've changed your mind. Brian…I really want to go. I want us to go. Together."

Brian sighed. "I know you do but, well you see Remsen Pharmaceuticals is throwing a black tie affair and insist I be there."

Justin looked down and sighed. He knew how important the Remsen account was to Kinnetic. "Oh, ok. I understand."

Brian walked over and lifted Justin's head so he was looking into his eyes. "They want me to bring a date. So what do you say Sunshine. You want to ditch the "Gay Halloween Review" for a classy date with your partner?"

The disappointment that had been on Justin's face quickly disappeared and he jumped into Brian's arms. "You mean it?! You want me to go as your date?"

Brian chuckled as he tried to keep the bundle of excitement in his arms from falling. "Of course I mean it. I wouldn't have asked otherwise."

After kissing Brian breathless, Justin sobered. "But Brian, I can't. Not really. It's not like it's a gay function or anything."

Brian hugged Justin harder. "Who gives a fuck. Besides, it's not like there won't be other gay couples there. After all they are a leading seller of AIDS medication."

Justin started smiling again. "That's true. Well then I accept."

Brian set Justin down and went to kiss him only to find his arms empty. "What…"

Justin had run up to the bedroom and was looking in the closet. "What am I going to wear! It's not like you've given me much notice here."

Brian walked calmly into the bedroom and grabbed Justin, pulling him back against him. "Relax. I've got it taken care of. I'm not sure how you're going to feel about this but as I said. It's black tie. That means we've got to wear tuxes."

Justin went very still. He hadn't worn a tux since his prom. "Tuxes?"

Brian turned Justin to face him. "Yes, tuxes. I bought us both Armani. We'll be the envy of the night. Everyone will want to suck or be fucked by us."

Justin smiled slightly, took a deep breath and his smile brightened. "When do we get them?"

Walking backward toward the bed Brian said. "We have to go get fitted tomorrow so they will be ready for us on Saturday."

Before Justin could reply, Brian fell back on the bed taking Justin with him. "Hummm, I don't think I can wait for the food to get here. I'm starved. Think of anything I can eat?"

Justin bent down and kissed Brian before answering. "Yeah I can."

Before anything could be started however, the buzzer went off letting them know that their dinner had arrived.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to wait and have it for dessert then." Brian sighed as Justin got up to let the delivery boy in.

Justin paid and set out their Chinese while Brian finished changing his clothes.

Brian walked out of the bedroom and sat down on the couch. "So, you're really all right with this?"

Justin looked at Brian and smiled. "Sure! After all, how often do I get to dress up and go on a date with my partner."

Brian nodded but still wasn't sure. He had this feeling that just wouldn't go away but if Justin was willing to do it then so was he.

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Brian and Justin walked into the Armani store for their fittings. The store already had Brian's measurements and he had given them Justin's so this was fitting was more of a final check for Brian and a make sure the measurements were correct for Justin (which of course they were) fitting for Justin. The tuxes that Brian had picked out were beautiful. For himself, with it being winter and a the holiday season, he had picked a double breasted that was a green so dark that it almost looked black with a simple white studded shirt. For Justin, he had picked out a single button, winter grey with a winter blue vest and tie and a simple white studded shirt. They both looked wonderful and they knew it. With their tuxes being so different from before, neither one seemed to have too difficult a time wearing them or seeing the other in one.

The ride back to the loft afterward however was quiet and as soon as they got back to the loft they both headed straight for the bedroom where they laid on the bed just holding each other.

Brian squeezed Justin. "Are you okay?"

Justin nodded against Brian's chest. "Yeah, it was just strange. I kept seeing myself in a different tux. It made me a little queasy."

Brian kissed Justin. "If it helps any, you looked fucking hot. It took everything I had not to push you into the dressing room and fuck you right there."

Justin grinned at Brian which was the effect that Brian was hoping for. "Well, you didn't look so bad yourself."

Brian snorted. "Of course I didn't. I looked hot and you know it."

Justin laughed and rolled himself on top of Brian before sitting up. "You always look hot."

Slowly Justin began to undulate his ass over Brian's jean covered cock as he reached down and began to unbutton his shirt. "Yeah, you were so hot, I thought about what it would be like to strip you out of that tux, and watching your face as I gave you a mind blowing blow job in all those mirrors.

At Justin's word Brian's already hard cock began to pulse and grow harder. "Hummm, maybe you should have."

Brian flipped Justin over onto his back and began to undress him. "That really would have been hot but it would have been hotter if I'd pushed you up against one of those mirrors and fucked you. Imagine us watching each other surrounded by mirrors as I pound into that bubble butt of yours."

Justin moaned and arched up against Brian. Brian could feel how hard Justin was and smiled. "Would you like me to do that now?"

Justin reached for Brian's pants in answer and unbuttoned them so that Brian's cock fell out but then surprised him with another flip and quickly covered Brian's cock with his eager mouth. Brian gasped and arched into Justin's mouth. Justin swirled his tongue around the head of Brian's cock before sucking all of him in.

Coming all the way up he released Brian's cock and looked up at him. "I believe my fantasy was first."

Brian groaned as Justin took him back into his mouth. Wrapping his fingers into Justin's hair, he tried to pull him off of him. When he finally had Justin's attention he said, "No, I believe I said something about fucking you first."

With that he bucked until he had tossed Justin off and he quickly stood up. "Beside, I think we have way to much clothing on."

Brian quickly pushed down his jeans and shrugged off his unbuttoned shirt. Justin laid there for a moment before smiling and eagerly stood to pull off his pushed up shirt and shucked off his unbuttoned cargos. As he climbed back in bed, Brian launched himself at Justin, tackling him. Before Justin could stop laughing at the playfulness that his partner was showing, Brian grabbed the lube and squirted in at Justin's hole turning his laughter to a gasp at the coolness before it was turned to a moan as Brian began to work it inside his partner.

Brian smirked and leaned over to whisper in Justin's ear as he continued to work his hole. "As I said, I said something about fucking first."

Removing his fingers, and replacing them with his dick, he painstakingly slowly, began to push into Justin.

Justin tried to push himself onto Brian's cock quicker. "I thought you said you were going to fuck me! So do it!"

Brian laughed and shoved all the way in. Justin gasped at the feel of being suddenly filled but laughed himself when he squeezed Brian's cock tightly drawing a gasp from him as well. Reaching up, he pulled Brian down and hungrily began to kiss him.

Brian kissed him back putting into it all the emotions that had been building up within him the past twenty-four hours. Then he released the fear and unease, the memory of almost losing this person who had come to mean so much to him as he pounded them into Justin's willing ass. Within moments Justin shouted out his release as the friction between their bodies and Brian's dick up his ass pushed him over the edge.

When Brian heard Justin cry out and felt the warmth spread between their bodies he let go of the control he had been holding and found his own release. After catching his breath, he pulled slowly out of Justin, rolled onto his back and disposed of the condom. Instead of getting out of bed and getting a wash rag in which to clean up, like he usually did, he rolled over facing Justin and pulled him in for a kiss. Wrapped in each others arms, that is how they fell asleep…all wet and sticky.

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Brian checked his tie once more in the mirror before turning to see how Justin was getting on with his tie.

Justin sighed in frustration as he walked down the stairs to see if using the full length mirror would help him any better in tying his tie. "I don't understand why we couldn't have gotten already tied ties. Then all I'd have to do would be clip them together."

Brian laughed and walked over to meet him, batting away Justin's hands. "Because…pre-tied ties are tacky. What happened to that country club upbringing you had."

Justin sighed as he let Brian tie his tie for him. "Up until Prom, I never had to wear a tux before so I wouldn't know about that. The tie I had that night was already tied."

Brian finished tying Justin's tie and faced him toward the mirror so he could see how he looked and how they looked together. "I know."

For a moment they stood there looking at each other in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, Brian wrapped his arms around Justin for a quick hug. "So are you ready?"

Justin nodded as he leaned back again Brian. "As I'll ever be."

Brian nodded as he let go and reached for the coats and handed Justin his. "All right then. Let's go."

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Brian and Justin turned in their coats at the coat check and walked toward the doors where they heard a party going in full swing. As usual, Brian had insisted on being fashionably late. Together they paused in the doorway. Justin to take it all in and Brian to make sure their grand entrance was noticed.

Brian reached unconsciously for Justin's hand and then when he realized what he had done, he looked at Justin, smiled and leaned toward him to whisper. "I do believe we're the hottest couple here, Sunshine."

Justin looked at Brian and smiled one of his sunniest smiles before turning back to the crowd.

Brian spotted several members of the board of directors of Remsen's. "Show time, lets go rub elbows with the big wigs."

Brian and Justin spent the next hour schmoozing with the other guests while sipping champagne and eating the hors d'oeuvres.

Justin touched Brian's arm to get his attention. "I'll be right back. I'm going to the restroom."

Brian nodded and watched Justin walk away and out the door before turning back to the people he had been talking to. It was a little while later that he saw Justin walk back in looking paler then normal. Behind him walking with a smirk on his face was the face from their nightmares. Chris Hobbs.

Brian felt his heart plummet and quickly excused himself and hurried toward Justin. Before he reached him, Justin spun around to face Hobbs. Brian got there in time to hear Hobb's comment, "I guess I shouldn't be too surprised to see you here. After all they are one of the largest AIDS drug manufacturers. So are you their poster boy? Got AIDS yet?"

Justin's cheeks began to flush as his anger got finally got the better of his fear. "No, I don't. I'm so sorry to disappoint you yet again for not dying you homophobic prick. You can go to hell because you've already sent me there once and you know what? I survived. All you managed to steal from me were memories, memories which can be replaced."

Brian stopped when he heard what Justin was saying and let him finish on his own. He knew it was something that Justin needed to face this way but he was staying close by in case he was needed.

Justin clinched his fists. "I'm not some weak little faggot like you remember Hobbs. I've gotten stronger and I refuse to let you push me around any longer. If you ever, ever come near me again and start spouting off your bullshit, I will beat the hell out of you and leave you lying bleeding on the ground, just like you did me but I won't be using a bat. I won't need it. Now get the hell out of my site before I decide to forget we're at a party and do it anyway."

While Justin had been talking, he had slowly been moving closer and closer to Hobbs. Chris began to feel nervous and he felt the heat from Justin's hatred and began to back away from Justin. He looked around nervously but no one was really paying them any attention. He looked around for his date, the daughter of one of the big wigs of the company and instead he found Brian standing with his arms crossed shooting daggers at him as well.

Chris knew that he had made a mistake in continuing his antagonism against Justin, especially here at such a big fancy function where he was trying to make a big hit with his girlfriend's father in hopes of getting his foot in the door. Just then Justin seemed to falter and lose focus of him.

Justin saw Chris move away from him and felt the power surge through him. Clenching his hands even tighter, he took a deep breath and felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. When his eyes refocused, Chris was moving away from him as fast as he could and Brian rushed up and put his arm around him.

Looking up at his concerned partner and he smiled. "I'm okay. I…I think I'm going to sit down for a minute. Could you get me something to drink?"

Brian looked worriedly at Justin but went to find a glass of water for Justin and a glass of Beam for himself. From the bar Brian watched as Justin sat down and his color started to return to normal. He continued to watch as Justin shook his head as if trying to clear it.

Finally the bartender got his attention. "Hey, I get a break in about a half hour, want to meet me?"

Brian slowly turned away from watching Justin to face the bartender. Giving him a slow rake with his eyes, he laid the money down for the drinks and picked them up. "No thanks."

Brian felt himself start to panic when he turned around and Justin wasn't where he had left him. Quickly he began to look around for him as he walked to the table where he had left him. Setting down the glasses, he turned to start looking again and found him coming toward him across the dance floor.

Justin smiled up at Brian as he reached out, grabbed the Beam, and downed it in one shot. "Where's yours?"

Brian grimaced. "That was mine."

Justin continued to smile. "I'm fine Brian, honest. That was probably the best thing that could have happened to me. Now come on. We've done all the schmoozing we need to. Let's dance, after all this is a party."

Justin pulled Brian out onto the floor and they began to dance. After a couple of songs, the music slowed down and Brian recognized "Save the Last Dance."

Reaching for Justin's hand to pull him off the floor, Justin stopped him. "No, I want to dance to this. I want to do it the same way we did it at Prom."

Brian looked at Justin and slowly moved toward him. As they danced, it was as if Justin knew which way to turn, what steps to take and the whole time, he smiled. When Brian lifted him up and spun him at the end, Justin tossed his head back and laughed.

Looking down at Brian, he whispered. "I remember Brian. I remember everything. And regardless of how the night ended, it was one of the best nights of my life because you showed me how much you loved me."

Brian stopped dancing and slowly lowered Justin back to the ground, searching his face the whole time. All he could see was joy and happiness. "You really remember?"

Justin nodded. "Didn't my dance just prove it to you? I remember…everything."

Brian bent down and kissed Justin eagerly, he didn't care who watched. Breaking off the kiss, he whispered to Justin. "You know, I think that tonight is the best night of my life. Now lets go say goodbye to our hosts and go home."

Justin couldn't stop smiling as Brian led him off the floor. Home, they were going home and this time nothing was going to happen that they didn't want to happen.

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