Small Town
Part 26
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Brian and Justin headed out of Babylon right after coming out of the backroom. They waved goodbye to Emmett and Ted who were still dancing and Brian wondered for a second where Mikey was, but pushed the thought aside when he looked down at the amazing man beside him.
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"I had such a great time with you, Brian, and I don't want it to end," Justin told his lover as he moved as close to him as possible in the jeep. They were parked outside his house and thankfully all the lights were off, so he didn't have to worry about his parents seeing them.
"I had a great time too, but you need to go inside so that your parents don't think that you've disappeared," Brian said with a soft laugh, trying to lighten the mood. He felt so much better when his lover was with him and wished that they never had to be apart, but he also knew that THAT wasn't their reality…at least not yet…hopefully in New York…" Brian shook his head, trying to push the dream aside for now. He didn't want to get himself all excited about being together for university in case Justin didn't get accepted. He really didn't know what he would do if he had to be apart from his lover for such a long time…he would just…"
"Brian, what's wrong?" Justin asked, seeing the veil of sadness pass over his lover's face.
"Nothing, nothing…I was just thinking," Brian said, trying his best to wipe away the negative thoughts and focus on the fact that they were together now. That's what mattered. "I love you, so you'd better go in now, so that you don't get shit from your parents and I never get to see you again," the older man said with a mock frown.
Laughing, Justin shook his head and smiled at the antics of his lover. "Fine, I'll leave, so you can have some peace and quiet. I really don't see why you need it, it's not like you were up most of the night last night," the blond said sarcastically.
"Ha, yeah, right, and you wouldn't have had anything to do with THAT, now would you?"
"Um, well, maaaybe," the younger man drew out with a wicked smile, then wrapped his hands around Brian's neck, bringing their foreheads together. "I'm going to miss you. All alone in my big bed. Thinking dirty thoughts about a certain dark-haired, GORGEOUS man," Justin said with a pout.
"Mm-hm, and who exactly would this man be?" Brian asked playfully.
"I'm not sure you know him. He's just…"
But Justin's words were cut off as Brian's mouth came down on his in a crushing kiss. Their tongues dueled inside the younger man's mouth, teasing and taunting each other with a rub or a flick of the warm appendages. Finally the men broke apart, breathing heavily and longing for more.
"God, you taste and feel so good," Brian moaned, slipping his hands under the hem of Justin's shirt and running them up and down the smooth expanse of his back.
"Mmmmm, please don't go," the blond whispered as his mouth gently nibbled along Brian's graceful neck.
"Baby, I…ohhh, I have to." Brian felt his cock begin to harden in his jeans and groaned. Justin was going to be the death of him for sure. Pulling back so that their eyes met, Brian tried to regain his determination that was quickly slipping away. "I have to go, and so do you. Now, be a good little blond boy and go inside," the older man said with a smirk.
"Okay, I'll go, but first you have to promise that I'll see you tomorrow."
"Oh, such hardship. Let me see if I can POSSIBLY manage that," Brian said, feigning distress.
Laughing, Justin leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss against Brian's lips then whispered, "Later."
"Later, baby," Brian returned, then watched as his lover exited the jeep and went inside.
Shaking his head, trying to clear the lustful fog that Justin always seemed to create, Brian headed for home.
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The next morning, Justin got up, took a shower, then went downstairs for breakfast, coming face to face with his father for the first time since their blow up about school a few days before.
"Justin," Craig said coldly.
"Dad," Justin replied in the same manner. He'd instantly lost his appetite, but he didn't want his father to think that he'd gotten to him, so he sat down at the table and poured some cereal and milk into his bowl.
"Justin, we're spending the day up at the lake with Grandma and Grandpa. We'll be leaving in about a half an hour so you'd better hurry up and finish your breakfast so you'll be ready.
Justin shook his head and said, "I'm not going."
"But honey, you love it at the lake," Jennifer said, desperately wanting her son to come with them, but not wanting to seem too pushy. She was hoping that Justin and Craig could maybe get over their animosity towards each other if they spent some quality, family time together…just like they used to.
"I USED to love it at the lake, when I was a kid."
"Oh, and what are you now?" Craig asked mockingly.
"I'm a man," Justin said firmly, straightening his shoulders and sitting as tall as possible in accompaniment with his words.
"Right, a man," Craig chided. "Well, a MAN would know the right thing to do, the thing that would be best for his future, to provide for his wife and children when he had them…"
"Yeah, well, that's not something I'll need to worry about," the blond muttered under his breath.
"What was that?" Jennifer asked.
"Nothing, nothing at all. What I think or feel obviously doesn't matter anyway, so…"
"Justin, we just want you to…" Jennifer started, only to be cut off by her husband.
"No Jenn, it's not important what WE want, no, only what the MAN over here wants. I swear Justin, I'm not about to debate this with you again. I've made my decision and it's final," the older man said, getting up from the table and throwing his newspaper down in frustration. Turning to his wife he said, "We're leaving in twenty minutes, with or without him." Then the man left the room.
"Justin, I don't understand why you have to make things so difficult. I know you want to do what you want, but sometimes you have to look at the bigger picture. Dartmouth will give you a future, and I know that maybe that doesn't seem so clear right now, but you have to trust that we are only thinking of what's best for you." Jennifer tried to appeal to her son's logic, but the look she found in his eyes told her that her stubborn child had already tuned her out.
"Mom, I want what's best for my future too, but the problem is, that what I KNOW is best and what you THINK is best aren't the same thing." Justin looked at his mother with sad eyes, wondering how the woman who had known him his entire life could be so wrong about him. He left the table and headed upstairs to his room, closing the door firmly behind him. He wouldn't be going with the family today.
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"Hey, baby," Brian said enthusiastically into his cell phone. He'd looked at the caller ID and was thrilled that it was Justin.
"Hey, Bri, I was wondering what you were up to today?" Justin asked. His family had left about fifteen minutes ago, after his mother had tried one more time to coax him into joining them. He told her that he wouldn't want to subject them to his disobedient and childish behavior all day, then asked her to shut his door. He knew right away what he wanted to do with his free day and who he wanted to spend it with…Brian.
"Well, nothing yet. I was waiting to hear from this gorgeous, young blond…but since you called, I guess I can do something with you instead," Brian teased.
"Ha, ha, very funny," Justin replied, then he thought about what his boyfriend had said and asked, "So, I'm gorgeous, am I?"
Laughing, the brunet answered softly, "You definitely are baby, definitely."
"Oh, Brian," the younger man purred.
"Ahhhh, Justin…don't do that when I can't touch you. You're not being fair."
Justin laughed softly, then said, "All's fair in love and war, haven't you ever heard that?"
"Okay, I'll remember that the next time that you're begging me to let you cum."
"Brian," the blond whined.
"Ahhh, baby, you're wicked."
Justin just laughed, loving the affect he had on Brian. "So, do you want to come over and spend the day with me?"
"What about your parents?" Brian asked, feeling a little thrill go through him at the thought that maybe Justin was asking him to spend time at his house while his parents were there. Finally ready to let them know about them, well, not really ABOUT them, but at least that they were friends.
"They've gone to the lake with my sister and grandparents for the entire day. They won't be back until around ten, so we have the house to ourselves," the blond said enthusiastically. "Hmph, I wonder what we can possibly do to fill the time?"
Not wanting to let his lover hear his disappointment, Brian said playfully, "I guess we'll just have to find something to do."
Laughing, Justin said, "So get your beautiful body over here, NOW."
"Okay, I'll be there soon. Later."
"Later, Bri," Justin said with a smile, loving the way that it was never goodbye, but always later.
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"Finally," Justin shouted, opening the front door to find his boyfriend on the other side.
"Hey, it's only been half an hour. I did need to shower and get ready. You know, I don't wake up and just look like THIS. It takes work to be beautiful," the brunet kidded.
Closing the door behind Brian, Justin pulled him into an embrace and smiled. "Trust me, I've seen you first thing in the morning and you're beautiful without effort. It's just who you are."
"Baby, you say the sweetest things," the older man whispered before covering his lover's mouth in a sensual kiss that left them both breathless.
"Mmmm, you taste so good."
"So do you."
"God, Brian, I can't believe what you do to me."
"Me neither, Sunshine."
Both men were rock-hard and panting, their bodies still pressed together in what had started out as a warm and loving embrace, but had quickly turned heated and desperate. Justin couldn't keep his hips still and moaned deep in his chest when his cock rubbed against Brian's, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine.
"Justin, baby…oh, fuck," Brian growled as the blond's erection pressed against his.
"I need you."
"I need you too, but not here. Let's go to your room."
"Okay," Justin replied, releasing his arms from around his lover's body, taking hold of his hand and pulling him towards the stairs. Once they got into his room, he shut and locked the door behind them, just to be safe. Leaning with his back against the door, Justin looked at his lover with glazed-over, lust-filled eyes and said in a husky voice, "Strip for me…now."
"Excuse me?"
"Take off your clothes. I want to watch you. Go on."
Smiling wickedly, Brian decided to have some fun at his lover's expense. He told Justin earlier, when he was teasing him over the phone to watch out, so now it was his turn to tease Justin. "I have a better idea. How about we play a little game."
"A game?" Justin asked with a smile. He liked the idea.
"Yeah, let's say that every time you get an answer right, I remove a piece of clothing, but if you get it wrong, YOU take off a piece."
"Okay, and what about you. Same rules?" the blond asked, liking the sound of the game so far. He knew that Brian was smart, but so was he. How hard could the questions be?
"Same rules. Ready?" the older man asked with an eyebrow raised in challenge of his lover.
"Ready," Justin said. "You stand there and I'll stand here," he said, motioning Brian a few feet away from him while he remained by the door.
"I'll ask first. Okay?"
"Sure."
"Good. My first question is…what's my middle name?"
"WHAT?" Justin asked, shocked by the question. He figured that it would be a general knowledge type of question. "How the hell am I supposed to know your middle name?" he asked with a shrug of his shoulders.
"I know yours, so you should know mine," Brian answered smugly.
"You do? Then what is it smarty-pants?"
"Uh-uh-uh, you have to answer first. Go ahead, I'm waiting," the older man said with a patronizing smile.
"I…um…fuck, Brian…uhhhh…Brian something Kinney. What the fuck is it? Did you ever tell me?" he asked.
Brian just continued to smile.
"Urrrghhhhh, I have no fucking idea. Irving, there, that's what I think it is," Justin said, very obviously frustrated.
"IRVING? What the fuck kind of name is IRVING? You think I look like an IRVING? Shit!"
Laughing at the over-the-top reaction of his lover, Justin said, "I guess not. Okay, you win this one, what is your middle name?"
"Nope, not so fast. You got it wrong, so you have to take off one piece of clothing. Come on, get on with it."
Looking down at himself, Justin was not too happy as he realized that the only things he'd put on that morning after his shower were a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He hadn't even bothered with underwear. "Fuck!"
Brian couldn't help but laugh at his boyfriend. He knew what the man was thinking, but the thing was, that he was thrilled that Justin had only two pieces of clothing on. Less to remove…less time to play the game…more time for action.
Sighing loudly, Justin pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it aside. "There, happy?
"Almost. Just one more loss for you and I'll be very happy."
Justin grinned. He realized that either way, they were both winners of the game. "Okay, my turn?"
"Nope, you lost so I get to go again."
"Hey, that's no fair!"
"Those are the rules, Sunshine. I didn't make them up. I just follow them."
"Yeah, right. Fine, go ahead, ask me something, but this time, make it something that I should know."
"Hey, can't make it too easy, now can I?" Brian thought of what he should ask. He wanted it to be something that HE knew about the blond if asked it in return. "I've got it, what's my sister's name?"
"Fuck, you told me that. What's her name? Carrie? No, that's not it. Cher? Nope, definitely not…wait, I know it…I…God, you're always calling her `that bitch', so how the hell do you expect me to remember what her real name is?" the blond said, getting slightly pissed off by the unexpected questions.
"I remember YOUR sister's name," Brian said confidently.
"Okay, so you've proven that you're better with names. I get that." Justin looked down warily at his shorts, then he looked back up at Brian who was watching him intently. The man's hazel eyes were dark and dripping with lust. The blond smiled, realizing that the sooner he got his clothes off, the sooner he'd have Brian naked as well. With that happy thought in mind, he reached down and removed his shorts, tossing them on top of his discarded t-shirt, leaving him standing naked and fully erect in front of his lover.
"Fuck, Justin, you're so unbelievably beautiful," Brian sighed.
"Thank you. Now, get YOUR clothes off," the blond demanded.
"Sorry, no can do. I haven't missed a question, so I can't take anything off."
"What the fuck kind of rules are those? I lost…game over…get naked, NOW."
"Hey, like I said, I didn't make up the rules, I'm just following them," the older man said with a satisfied smile. "Remember, all's fair in love and war."
Instantly Justin was taken back to the conversation they'd had earlier and how he'd told Brian the same thing as he'd been teasing him. "Fuck!"
Brian laughed, but moved closer to his lover, stopping only inches away, his body almost brushing against Justin's, but not quite. He knew that the blond could feel the heat coming off of him, so he swayed gently from side to side, letting the warmth wash over Justin's exposed skin.
"Ahhhh, touch me…please," Justin moaned. He felt Brian's body heat envelop him, making him tingle all over. His cock jumped and leaked from the sensation.
"What do you want, baby?" Brian whispered, moving his lips so close to Justin's, letting his words move over the blond's heated flesh. He watched the younger man's tongue dart out and lick repeatedly at his lips.
"I…I need you…want you," the blond panted. His eyes rolled shut and his head dipped back slightly. He couldn't believe how aroused he felt. Then suddenly, a loud moan flew from his parted lips as Brian's still clothed body pressed against his.
"Tell me what you need, Justin…what you want," Brian whispered, his lips right against his lover's.
"Ahhhh, Brian," the blond whimpered, unable to stop himself as he began to grind against his boyfriend's covered erection.
Brian felt an enormous wave of pleasure rush through his body from head to toe at the sound of his name and the feel of Justin pressing against him. He needed more and didn't want to wait any longer.
"Aiden," Brian said as he took a step back from Justin and toed off one shoe.
"Wh-what?" Justin asked as his eyes popped open.
"Matthew," the brunet continued, slipping off the other shoe.
"Huh?"
"Claire," Brian replied, pulling his t-shirt over his head.
Smiling, Justin understood what his lover was doing and couldn't wait for the next one.
Brian knew that Justin was fully aware of what was going on now, so he stalled, wanting to torture the man just a little bit longer as he opened each of the four buttons on his button-fly jeans excruciatingly slow.
"Brrrriiiiaaaaannnnn," the blond whined.
"Ma-aa-lee-ey," he drew out, turning the name into four separate syllables, each one accompanying an opening button, finally ending up with his pants undone, pulled down and tossed aside, leaving the man completely naked and sporting a rock-hard erection to match his lover's.