Small Town
Part 16
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Brian and Justin finished their dinner and smiled thankfully when Deb brought over a couple of lemon bars for dessert.
“Mmm, these are so great,” Justin said enthusiastically.
“Yeah, well, it’s an old family recipe, and if you’re good, maybe one day I’ll let you have it,” the woman said sincerely.
“Really? That would be so amazing. Thanks, Deb.”
Debbie felt her heart swell from the genuine joy in the beautiful boy’s response. The kid seemed to get right to you. She didn’t think that Brian ever stood a chance. But then she saw the way that Justin looked at Brian and realized that neither one of them did, and she couldn’t be happier for them.
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“So, where to now?” Justin asked excitedly as they walked along the sidewalk outside the diner.
Looking at his watch, seeing that it was almost eight, Brian said, “Well, we have to meet Michael and the boys in an hour, so how about we just walk around so you can see some of the sights?”
“Great, let’s start this way,” the blond said, taking Brian’s hand in his and leading him away from the diner.
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About an hour later they were making their way back and Justin was going on and on about all the amazing stores, galleries, tattoo and piercing parlors, and the many other eccentric places they’d just seen. His eyes were wide and his face was slightly flushed as the excitement of the magical place coursed through his blood.
“Justin, relax,” Brian said with a soft chuckle. He couldn’t believe how happy the blond was. It was infectious and he found himself feeling a little lighter and more carefree then he had before.
“I can’t, it’s all just so great. Thank you…thank you…thank you,” the younger man said, placing a kiss on a different part of Brian’s face after every ‘thank you’.
Laughing out loud and wrapping his arms around the bouncing blond to keep him still, Brian bent down and captured the man’s soft lips in a crushing kiss, leaving them both panting for air when they finally parted.
Sighing contentedly, Brian looked at his watch again and realized that
they had to start towards
“Brian, can I wear a turtleneck to a dance club? I don’t want to look out of place.” The blond was slightly nervous as it was, going to a gay club and the last thing he wanted was to stick out like a sore thumb in his hickey-hiding mechanism.
“Right, that, well, I have a shirt in the jeep that you can wear if you want.”
“Don’t you think it’ll be too big?”
“Nope, I think it was a little snug the last time I wore it, and I’ve been working out a lot since then,” the brunet said, leading Justin towards the jeep.
“Mmm,” Justin said approvingly, running his hands along Brian’s well-developed arms. “And I’d say it’s definitely paying off.”
Brian licked his lips unconsciously and swallowed hard. The man certainly knew how to get to him without much effort. They reached the jeep and Brian pulled his arm from the blond’s grasp to unlock the door. He took a deep breath, thankful for the space and the little bit of relief for his already aching cock.
“Here, try this.”
“Thanks,” Justin said, taking the t-shirt from his lover, having already pulled off his turtleneck and tossed it onto the front seat.
“No…no problem,” the older man said around the lump in his throat from the sight of the blond’s pale chest and abdomen now fully exposed. He had to take another deep breath to try and mentally calm down as the man turned towards him, now wearing the royal-blue t-shirt and running his hands down his torso to smooth out any wrinkles.
“Does it look okay?” Justin asked innocently.
“Uh, yeah,” Brian said, then stopped to clear his throat. “Yeah, it looks, um, great, just great.” The blue t-shirt seemed to brighten the blond’s amazing blue eyes even further. He was truly breathtaking.
Smiling warmly, happy for the unmistakable reaction from Brian, Justin let his eyes roam downwards along the older man’s long, lean body approvingly, then back up to meet the glazed-over hazel eyes again. “You look great too,” he purred and watched with amusement as Brian again cleared his throat and swallowed loudly.
Shaking his head, but wearing a huge grin, Brian said, “It’s gonna be a long night.”
Wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, letting the other man know that he was definitely in for some sweet torture, Justin replied, “Yeah, but I promise that you’re going to enjoy every minute of it.”
Brian laughed, then swatted Justin’s ass and received a loud yelp
for his efforts. He locked up
the jeep and took the blond’s hand in
his. “Let’s go, I want
to show you off,” the brunet said with a smile and headed towards
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“Hey,” Michael shouted when he saw Brian coming towards him, but his smile faltered when he caught sight of the blond beside him.
“Yummy, yummy,” Emmett purred then leaned into Michael and asked, “Who is that tasty little morsel with Brian?”
Rolling his eyes Michael frowned and replied, less than happily, “That’s Justin.”
“Mmmm, Justin. Well, I think he’s delicious.” Emmett turned to his friend on the other side who seemed to be engrossed in picking a piece of lint off of his shirt that just didn’t want to leave, shook his head in dismay, then asked, “Don’t you think that blondie is positively divine, Teddy?”
Looking up to where Emmett was pointing, Ted instantly straightened up at the sight of the incredible man walking towards them. He smiled, wondering if maybe the Gods were smiling down upon him and were finally giving him a chance at something special, when suddenly he saw who was walking beside the blond. “Brian,” Ted scowled. He knew that the fates would never be so kind to him as to actually give him something so fine, but they would definitely toss it Brian’s way. The man never seemed to have trouble with things like that.
“Hey boys, how’s it going?” Brian asked with a smirk. “This is Justin.”
“Well, hey there, baby. You sure are a beauty,” Emmett drawled with non-threatening affection. “I’m Emmett, this is Ted and I believe you’ve already met Michael.”
“Uh, hi,” Justin said nodding towards Ted, who was giving him the creeps by the way the bland looking man seemed to be staring at him.
“Hi,” was all Ted could manage. He had been completely stunned by the young man’s incredible beauty from afar, but was totally in awe as he stood in front of him.
Trying to shake off the ickiness, Justin turned to Emmett and smiled. He sensed an innate goodness in the man and he couldn’t help but be affected by him. “Hi, I um, I really like your pants.”
“Yeah?” the taller, rather flamboyant man asked looking down at his red, shiny pants then back up at Justin, smiling broadly. “They are rather fabulous, aren’t they?”
“Definitely,” the blond agreed, then turned towards Michael and tried his best to keep the smile on his face as he instantly felt daggers shooting at him from the man’s dark eyes. “Hi, Michael.”
“Hi,” the man replied meekly.
Noticing the response from his friend, Brian wrapped his arm around
Justin’s shoulder and led him towards the
club. “Well, Sunshine, this
is
“They didn’t even card us. How come?” Justin asked Brian. He’d been so nervous about not getting in because of his age, but the bouncer didn’t even look at him as they walked in.
“Because you’re with me and everyone, um, what I mean is, the guy knows me.”
“Oh, okay,” the blond said, nodding his head.
Brian looked at his lover, wanting to make sure that he didn’t catch his little slip, but the man seemed totally satisfied with his answer. He smiled and tightened his grip a little more.
“Holy shit,” Justin gasped at the incredible sight before him. He was stunned by the lights, the music, and all the scantily clad men. It was like a fucking dream and he couldn’t believe that a place like that actually existed. He turned towards Brian who was watching him to see his reaction and couldn’t contain himself as he practically jumped into the man’s arms, pressing his lips firmly against Brian’s in a breathtaking kiss.
“Mmm, now that’s what I call thankful,” Emmett whispered to Michael.
“Yeah and it’s what I call a slut,” Michael groaned.
“Well, look who’s calling the kettle
black? I seem to recall quite
a few times when you’ve thrown yourself at some hunky man for less than
that.” Emmett wasn’t
blind. He knew how Michael felt
about Brian and went through the same old shit every time he came to stay
with Debbie. Even though he adored
the sweet man, he had to admit that he enjoyed the breaks he got when Michael
went back to
“Wanna dance?” Brian asked Justin.
“Oh, God, I, ah…I’ve never danced at a club.”
“Just relax and let yourself go. That’s all there is to it,” Brian said into the blond’s ear, wanting to be heard over the loud music.
“O-okay.”
Brian smiled, took the younger man’s hand and led him out to the middle of the dance floor. At first the blond’s movements were stiff and awkward, but once he let himself relax, let the music wash over him, he began to move with the beat and then he was gone.
“Fuck, you can dance,” Brian shouted.
Smiling seductively, Justin just winked and continued to move. His hips swayed back and forth to the rhythm and his eyes darted around the room, taking in all the lights and colors and men. So many gorgeous men. Most of them looked pretty young. The oldest men he saw looked like they were maybe in their late twenties. He couldn’t believe that there were so many gay men in one room. He looked back at Brian, who was watching him intensely and smiled brightly. “This is amazing,” he shouted over the loud music.
“You’re amazing,” Brian returned, causing his lover to beam even brighter.
Their bodies moved closer and closer together until after a few songs, you couldn’t tell where one left off and the other one began. Justin turned around and let his hips sway across Brian’s groin, feeling the man’s hardness brush against his ass. He tipped his head back to rest against the brunet’s shoulder and moaned softly when Brian’s soft, warm lips sucked at the heated flesh of his neck and collarbone.
Brian’s hands wrapped around Justin’s slender hips, pulling his body tighter against him so that Justin could feel his need as it pressed firmly against his ass. The older man couldn’t contain his moan at the contact and held the blond’s body still for a moment as he desperately tried to regain his composure. “You’re going to make me come in my pants if you don’t stop teasing me,” Brian growled into his lover’s ear then nipped at the tempting lobe.
“Ahhhhhh,” Justin whimpered, then took hold of one of Brian’s hands still on his hip and slid it down to rest on his aching hard-on. “You’re having the same affect on me,” he panted, pushing back slightly and grinning at the sound of the brunet’s gasp.
“Oh, you’re gonna get it for that,” the older man said giving a squeeze to the tempting package beneath his hand.
“Oh, fuck…oh, Brian,” the blond moaned. He picked up his head to look around, remembering where they were and was surprised to find that no one really cared what they were doing. How carried away they were getting. Everyone seemed to be doing their own thing. He did notice some men watching them, but he saw the look of lust in their eyes and smiled, strangely excited with the knowledge that he had put it there. Him and Brian. He turned around, pressing his body tightly against the larger man’s. He wrapped his fingers along around the nape of Brian’s neck, playing with the dark, silky hair and pulled the man down to his waiting mouth.
He let his tongue play along Brian’s full lips then slipped it inside the man’s warm mouth when his lips parted, granting entrance. He moaned uncontrollably as Brian sucked greedily on the appendage. The incredible sensation shot right to his dick, causing it to harden impossibly further in the restrictive confines of his jeans. He pulled back, desperate for air and whimpered against the brunet’s lips, “Oh, Brian…I’m so fucking hard.”
“Me too, baby. I need you,” Brian returned, letting his hands slide down to grab Justin’s firm ass and pulling the blond’s body against his, rocking their erections together over and over again.
“Uhhhh…Bri…stop…please…please,” Justin begged. He knew if they didn’t stop, he was going to explode inside his jeans and that would have been totally embarrassing.
Brian released his hands and the younger man moved back slightly, putting some much needed space between their bodies. They continued to dance, enjoying the closeness but making sure to keep their aching groins apart, allowing them to calm down a little.
“Well, like I said, a slut,” Michael said smugly. The three men had witnessed the entire interaction between Brian and Justin from the moment they stepped out onto the dance floor until now. And even though Michael would not admit it to anyone else, the two men together were fucking HOT. He thought Brian was gorgeous, always had been, always would be, but together with the blond, who he begrudgedly admitted was incredibly beautiful, they were beyond anything he had ever seen. They were… perfection. He felt his gut tighten at the thought.
He didn’t want Brian to be with the blue-eyed, blond-haired, bubble-butted, angelic-looking man. He was everything that Michael wasn’t and that was what bothered him the most. Obviously he was not what Brian had been looking for right from the beginning. He knew he’d only been kidding himself, not paying attention to all the times that Brian told him that they were just friends. He wanted more, so much more that sometimes he felt the ache so deep that it was overwhelming. And now, as he looked out onto the dance floor, watching all his dreams slip away it made him mad. Madder then he’d ever been, because that perfect blond had everything he’d always wanted. He had Brian.