I Will Remember You

Chapter 20

~ Just Another Trick ~

Pittsburgh, the week after Thanksgiving

Saturday around lunch, Brian answered the door to his condo to find himself faced not only with Justin, but his sister Molly as well. While not entirely unpleasant, it wasn't exactly the way Brian had planned to spend his afternoon with Justin.

Justin, on the otherhand, was more than happy that Molly had wanted to come along. Right now his emotions were in turmoil and he didn't quite trust himself to be alone with Brian.

"Hey, Brian." Molly smiled, oblivious to the undercurrent between the two men. "Where are the pictures?" She couldn't wait to see what kind of photos Tee had had in his backpack.

Brian motioned to the desk where his computer sat. "There's also a book that must have fallen out of the backpack." As Molly flounced off to look through the pictures, he faced Justin, sensing the younger man's hesitancy, but not sure of the cause.

"Justin?" Brian spoke softly. He wanted to take the blond in his arms and kiss him, but moved cautiously, unsure of the situation.

As soon as Justin looked into those hazel eyes, he could feel all his fears and doubts fading into the distance, just dim voices that he could barely make out anymore. Moving closer, he pulled Brian's head down, touching their lips together softly, conscious that Molly was most likely watching with amusement.

Pulling back slightly to find himself caught in Brian's embrace, Justin sighed and laid his head against the taller man's chest, wrapping his arms around Brian's waist. He could feel Brian's hand running through the hair above the back of his neck and thought he'd never felt so contented.

Deciding that whatever had been wrong when Justin first arrived was gone now, Brian loosened his hold a bit, but didn't completely let go. He gently led his boy over to the sofa. Sitting at an angle, Brian pulled Justin down so that he was sitting in front of him, Justin's back to Brian's chest, so that Brian could keep his arms around his boy.

Molly pulled a chair over next to the sofa so that she and Justin could look through the pictures together. Brian, having already seen them, paid scarce notice. His attention was directed at the blond in his arms. Molly thought they looked sweet together, although she was smart enough not to say that to them. She'd already learned that 'sweet' was not a word most men appreciated having applied to themselves.

After having gone through the photos, Molly collected the pictures and put them away, disappointed that nothing had materialized to help them find her missing brother. She wasn't sure why he'd decided to take off, but was fairly sure that he and Justin had argued about something, which Justin was now regretting.

Since the photos had turned out to be a dead end, she decided to turn her attention to this newly forming relationship between Brian and her brother. She knew Justin went out with guys, but she'd never seen him with anyone before. She liked Brian too, so it only seemed natural to ask. "Justin and I were going to a movie after lunch. Want to come with us?" She wondered if they would sit in the back and make out like some of her high school friends did. Naw, they were too old for that.

"She wants to go see the new Harry Potter movie." Justin added, regretfully thinking that would be the last thing Brian would want to see.

Brian smirked. "How about lunch and then you two can take in the movie?" There was no way he'd be caught dead in a kid's movie in the middle of the day.

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After having been so worried about seeing Brian again today, Justin was disappointed when lunch was over and he and Molly left to go see the movie. Afterwards, Molly met up with some friends who wanted to go to the mall, so Justin said he'd pick her up at her friend's later on.

Since he had a few hours to spare and nothing planned to do, Justin drove back over to Brian's. Deciding to use the excuse that they hadn't had a chance to talk about Rage yet, Justin walked the stairs up to the condo's front door. After knocking, Justin had almost convinced himself that this was a bad idea, when Brian answered the door.

Looking around, Brian raised an eyebrow. "You appear to have lost someone."

Justin smiled, a bit nervous. "Molly went to the mall with friends. I thought, if you weren't busy, we might go over the ideas for Rage."

Motioning Justin inside, Brian closed the door behind him. Justin hadn't walked more than a few steps when his back was pushed against the wall and he was trapped between it and Brian's hard body, crushed full against his. Their mouths locked in a heated battle, a low moan escaped Justin's throat as he felt the fire begin to build inside, starting in his groin and spreading out in all directions. He could feel Brian's hard cock jammed against him through their jeans, his own just as hard. He felt Brian's hands running up his chest under his shirt, lightly pinching his nipples. Justin groaned again as electric sparks flashed through his body at the sensations Brian was producing.

Breaking the prolonged kiss just for an instant to pull Justin's shirt off, Brian renewed his attack on the blonde's mouth, relishing the sounds of desire coming from his lover. Brian let his hand travel down, slipping inside the front of Justin's jeans, finding his rock hard cock and stroking it slowly. At this new sensation, Justin dropped his head back, unable to breathe any longer, breath coming in pants. Becoming even more arosed at how turned on Justin was, Brian began to move down the boy's chest, licking and nipping, listening to the groans of pleasure he was inducing.

As he worked his way down, Brian's undid the blonde's jeans, sliding them down to the floor. Taking just the head of his lover's cock into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around and across, tasting him, hearing him moan, feeling him sag against the wall as his knees started to weaken.

Quickly divesting the boy of his remaining clothes, Brian pulled his own shirt off as he regained his feet and renewed his assault on Justin's mouth. By now, Brian was practically holding the younger man upright as he ground their bodies together. Pulling Justin away from the wall, Brian lowered him to the floor, scarcely breaking the lip-numbing kiss.

Justin was hardly aware of how he went from leaning against the wall to lying on the floor with Brian on top of him. He was dimly aware of being rolled over and pulled to his knees, then all thought fled as Brian's cock filled his ass, stretching him, pounding him over and over. The electric currents were shooting all through his body. He would have screamed in ecstasy but he could hardly catch his breath. A few moans were all he managed.

Brian could feel Justin was close the reaching the edge and knew he wasn't far behind. The blond was pushing back against him as hard as he was pushing forward, both trying to claim as much of the other as possible. With a final, prolonged groan, Brian felt his lover's orgasm hit, his muscles clamped hard against Brian's cock trapped inside him. With a corresponding groan, Brian felt himself cum hard inside the condom.

Justin felt his limbs giving way beneath him, no longer having the strength to even hold him upright, and slid to the floor. Brian pulled out, then landed to one side of his lover, one arm and leg maintaining a tenuous contact between the two. They lay there for several moments, regaining their composure.

Suddenly, Justin began to chuckle. Looking over at the blond, Brain raised one eyebrow in question. "Fuck, Brian. We barely made it inside the front door."

Looking around, Brian had to smile too. Their clothes were strewn all about the entranceway and they were laying on the floor barely five feet from the front door. "Why don't we take round two to the living room. I believe there's a chaise that needs to be christened." Brian suggested, tongue in check.

Still laughing, Justin stood and held out a hand to help the brunette up. One chaise christening, cuming up.

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Molly wondered what had Justin in such a good mood when he picked her up. He was practically humming and couldn't seem to stop smiling. When he finally admitted that he'd gone back by Brian's after dropping her off, she decided it was best not to ask anymore questions. There were certain things about her brother's relationships that she really didn't want details of and she had a feeling this was one of those things. Kinda of like knowing that your parents had to have had sex, but not really wanted to think too much about it.

Justin had to work the next two days, so Brian had suggested that he stop by the office on Tuesday so that they could go over the ideas for Rage. Justin planned to bring Micheal with him this time since he and Brian didn't seem to get much accomplished when they were alone. At least, nothing work related.

Stopping by Kinnetic first thing in the morning, Micheal and Justin went over their ideas for Rage with Brian. They tossed ideas around a bit and came up with a game plan. Since Brian was already frustrated with his current art director's abilities, he showed Justin how to use the graphics package on his computer to do the Rage layouts. He offered to let Justin use the computer for the rest of the afternoon since he would be in meetings most of the day.

After Micheal and Brian left, Justin settled back to work on the ideas they had discussed. He got a first hand look at the tired layouts that Brian had been complaining about when the art director dropped some boards off for a meeting later in the week. After he finished up the Rage layouts and printed them out, Justin decided to play around with the board layouts that had been dropped off.

Justin easily found the files on the server and made copies. He was busily 'correcting' the layouts when Cynthia walked in and looked over at what he was doing. Hurridly explaining that he was just playing and reassuring the women that he hadn't damaged the originals, Justin closed up the files, gathered his things together and made a hasty retreat.

Thoughtfully, Cynthia brought the files that Justin had been 'playing' with back up, looked them over and with a smile, hit the print button.

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That evening, Molly decided to spend the night at a friend's house, leaving Justin at loose ends. He called Brian at work, but learned that he'd already left for the day. He tried Brian's house and his cell with no luck. Not wanting to spend the night at home alone, he debated what else he might do.

Realizing that it had been awhile since he'd seen Emmett, he decided to give his flamboyant friend a call and see what he was up to tonight. "Hey, baby!" Emmett enthused. "And where have you been hiding that luscious body of your's lately?"

Justin laughed, Emmett reminded him somewhat of Tris. They were both so over the top sometimes. "Just working and keeping sis on the straight and narrow." Justin responded.

"So when are you planning to grace us with your prescience again, or do I have to beg?" Emmett pleaded. Justin could practically see the big puppy dog eyes over the phone.

"Well, Molly's at a friend's tonight and I was thinking maybe you'd like to do something." Justin suggested.

Emmett clapped his hands in excitement on the other end of the phone, nearly dropping it in the process. "Oh baby, that's wonderful! I was going to meet up with Micheal and Ben for dinner, but it would be so much better if you were there too. Then I wouldn't end up feeling like the odd man out."

Emmett told him where and when to meet them and gushed one more time about how happy he was that Justin was joining them before they hung up. Justin smiled. Emmett could always make him feel better, just by being Emmett.

Justin tried Brian's cell one last time and left a message saying he'd probably be at Babylon later if Brian was interested.

Ben had chosen a new Chinese restaurant for them to try out that evening. Micheal ordered a 'Happy Meal', intending to say 'Happy Family', and everyone including the waiter got a kick out of his slip. He took it good-naturedly though, even when the waiter brought him an order of french fries with his 'Happy Meal'.

After dinner, they headed over to Woody's to play some pool. Eventually, Ted joined them there and then they headed over to Babylon.

Justin found he was definatly in the mood to dance. They all hit the floor at first, but the others gradually drifted back to the bar to watch. Justin, however, only took a few breaks to get something to drink, then headed to the floor again. He found no end of willing dance partners. Several that were more than willing to be more, and while he wasn't exactly discouraging them, he wasn't planning to take any of them up on their offers either.

Having had a few drinks and getting a bit over heated, Justin tossed his shirt aside and continued to dance. He found himself sandwiched between two hunks who were busy running their hands over his torso, while keeping their hips and his ground together.

Suddenly, Justin found himself jerked to one side and stood facing a very angry Brian. "What the fuck are you doing?" Brian demanded.

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Brian had had a hectic day, hardly having time to take a breather between meetings. He'd had dinner with clients who he barely managed to tolereate, then headed home for a quick change and then Babylon for some relaxation in the back room.

The trick he'd let suck him off had proved to be a dismal failure, barely able to occomplish the job. Of course, Brian had probably only been to get off when he started thinking about a certain blonde who he would have much rather had kneeling in front of him right at that moment.

Walking out of the backroom in a shitty mood, Brian had been stunned at the sight before him. 'His' Justin dancing with two men, pressed between both, no shirt on, the men running their hands all over 'his' boy. Not acknowledging that Justin was only dancing. Ignoring the fact that he himself had just been in the back room getting blown. Brian didn't think, he just reacted.

Grabbing Justin's arm and pulling him away from the two men, he demanded. "What the fuck are you doing?"

Justin, who had momentarily been elated to see Brian, became confused at Brian's anger, then angry himself. "Dancing." He said sarcatically. "What did it look like."

"It looked like you were fucking with your clothes on…oh, that's right, some of your clothes on." Brian spat out, pointedly looking over Justin's half dressed condition.

Justin narrowed his eyes, getting angrier by the second. "What does it matter to you? You've already had me, remember? Several times, I might add."

Brian suddenly realized he had badly over reacted and tried to calm himself down. "I thought you were suppose to be home taking care of your young, impressionable sister?"

Justin, however, was not calming down. "You think I would leave Molly home by herself this late on a school night? Fuck you!" and he started to walk away.

Brian hadn't expected that reaction. "Justin." He grabbed the boy's arm before he could take two steps.

Justin stopped, looked at the hand on his arm, then up at Brian. "Is there some reason you're accosting me? If not, I need a drink." With that, he jerked his arm free and headed for the bar.

When Justin approached the bar and ordered a drink, Emmett leaned over and asked. "What's going on with you and Brian? He walked out of the backroom, took one look at you dancing and seemed to go balistic."

Justin got his drink and downed it quickly. It took a few seconds for what Emmett said to register. 'The backroom? Brian was on his case about dancing and shirking his duty to his sister and all the while, he was in the backroom getting his rocks off? Fuck that!'

Brian walked over, greeted his friends then leaned against the bar next to Justin, trying to think of a way to get the blond to cool off.

Justin, however, was way beyond cooling down. Spotting a likely trick, Justin announced to no one in particular. "I think it's time for a visit to the backroom." And started to walk toward the dance floor.

Brian watched the boy walk away, silently seething. He knew he had no right to stop the blonde, but it was eating him up to watch this.

Justin headed to the back with the trick he'd picked out. Once out of sight however, he ditched the guy and made his escape out the back door. He barely managed to make it home before the tears of anger and frustration started. No matter how good it was when they were alone, it always came back to this. He was just another one of Brian Kinney's tricks.

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