Boys of Liberty Ave.

Chapter 2

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Daphne went over to Justin's house to make sure he was getting ready for the dance and not trying to weasel out at the last minute. On her way over she passed the Taylors. They were going away for the weekend. She promised them she would keep Justin company during the long weekend.

Justin lounged just inside the dance hall. He spotted Brian right away. He was easily one of the tallest boy's there. He was dancing with a pretty blonde girl. He was so jealous it ate at his guts.

"Do you know who Brian is dancing with?" Daphne asked.

Justin shook his head and continued to stare at the couple.

"That's Lindsay Peterson. She's a model, well underwear model."

Justin snorted, "Figures."

She nudged Justin. "Stop staring at him; he's straight."

"Yeah, right."

Daphne cocked her head. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Justin shook his head. "No."

Daphne went to see if there was anything suitable to drink. Chris was eying his prospects while hanging out with one of his friends. There really wasn't anyone he cared to even be seen with.

"What about her; she looks available." Dave nodded towards Daphne.

"God, you'd have to be desperate."

Dave arched a brow and looked at Chris. Chris sneered back at Dave and approached Daphne. Chris leered at her.

"I can get you a real drink."

Daphne sipped at her punch. "No thanks."

Chris wasn't put off by her tone.

"So would you like to dance?"

"I'm here with Justin."

"That jerk off?"

"No, not you, Justin," she said pointedly. "I could just imagine what dancing with you would entail. You'll grind up against a girl like some oversexed dog who humps your leg, step on some poor girl's feet. I'm guessing you've got about as much coordination as an elephant in a china shop. To top it all off your filthy hands will be all over the girl's butt."

Throughout her whole tirade Chris looked like he wanted to go crawl into a hole.

"So I'll take that as a definite no then?"

"Take it up your ass," Daphne hissed.

"I thought that was his department."

Justin had come over to make sure no blood was shed. He wasn't really worried about Daphne; she could take care of herself. Chris backed off and melded into the crowd.

Daphne was fuming. "Just because he's got a dick he thinks he's God's gift to woman kind. Come on dance with me."

Daphne dragged Justin out onto the dance floor. A slow song started to play and Daphne held him close. She rested her head on his shoulder. Daphne cherished moments like this. She never got a whole lot of male attention and when she did it was always the unwanted kind. Sometimes she just needed to be held and she loved Justin for who he was. It broke her heat a little that he was gay.

Justin was swaying slightly to the music when he noticed that the couple next to him was Brian and Lindsay. Both Brian and Justin stared at each other over their partners' shoulders. Brian never looked away. Justin couldn't read the expression on his face. He looked sad, lost and more than a little confused. Daphne pulled away feeling his hard on poke her rudely.

"Justin!"

Justin blushed "Sorry, I was thinking of someone else."

"Gee thanks."

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Justin and Daphne walked home from the dance.

"I can't believe shit for brains Hobbs actually had the nerve to ask me to dance. Notice, after he'd already tried every other girl in the place. I know, let's have a night of debauchery while your parents are away. I'll run home and get a movie; you can raid your mother's wine cellar. We'll have a threesome, you, me and Orlando Bloom."

Justin mock gasped. "What will the neighbors think?"

Daphne giggled, "We are the neighbors."

"Sure, I'll unlock the door."

Justin unlocked the door and went to his room to change. He heard someone in the house; he figured it was Daphne.

He called out to her. "I'm changing; I'll be down in a second."

With shirt in hand he turned around and there was Brian standing in the doorway. Justin let out an unmanly "Eeep!" Justin noticed that Brian looked upset and clearly drunk. Brian was a bit unsteady on his feet.

"Hi," Brian murmured.

"Hi."

Justin quickly put back on the shirt he had taken off. Brian stared at the floor and Justin took that opportunity to hide his bear Gus in the closet. Brian set the half empty bottle of Beam on the dresser. Suddenly Justin's eyes went wide; Daphne was on her way over any second. Justin reached out and touched Brian's arm.

"Look Brian, I have to take care of something, just stay here all right? I won't be long."

Brian nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Justin raced down the stares and caught Daphne as she walked through the door.

"Daphne, change of plans. Can we do this another night?"

"What? What's going on Justin?"

"I can't say entirely. There's a guy in my room and he needs me right now."

Daphne arched her brow.

"Yeah I wish, look he's going through that "oh God I'm gay" thing. He needs someone to talk to."

Daphne nodded, accepting that. Justin was a great friend to everyone.

"Wait, is he from our school?"

"Yes."

"Oooh who?"

Justin gave her a stern look.

"Ok fine, I'm out of here."

When Justin went back to his room he found Brian pacing.

"The uh… the front door was open."

"It's ok, it's fine."

"Are your parents away?"

"Yeah."

Brian leaned in quickly and kissed Justin full on the mouth before he lost his nerve entirely. Justin blinked stunned.

"I thought you didn't like kissing?"

Brian sat on the bed with his head in his hands. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Please, help me. I don't know what to do."

Justin could hear it in Brian's voice. Brian was trying to keep it together but losing ground fast. He could see the slight tremors shake the other boy. Justin sat behind Brian and stared at his trembling shoulders.

"I'm confused."

"I know," Justin murmured.

Brian growled, "You don't know! You're not fucking confused."

"I'm getting there," Justin whispered.

"It's just; I thought… it was a long time ago."

Justin looked at him curiously. "What was?"

Brain huffed a laugh. "God I'm drunk." Brian pinched the bridge of his nose and went on. "About a year ago I went on a trip with my parents. My dad rented this cabin by the sea, it was great. Other families were vacationing there. One night I got drunk with this guy Danny. I thought he was all right, a bit of a dickhead but ok." Brian clasped his hands in front of him. He smiled at the memory but Justin couldn't see it. "We got very drunk, got naked and took a dip. We didn't stay in long; it was fucking freezing." Tears shone in Brian's eyes. "When we got out I was shivering, he was too but he put his sweatshirt around me and started to dry me off. He was so gentle and I…"

Justin put his hand on Brian's shoulder trying to comfort him.

"It's ok."

Brian started to cry. "I felt… fuck I was turned on. I got hard, and then he kissed me. He was all over me and I freaked. I pushed him off and grabbed my clothes and ran, I just ran."

"Bri," Justin rubbed his back soothingly.

Brian sniffed, "We never spoke for the rest of the week. I never saw him again. I convinced myself I was drunk, that it was the sea air. I blamed him. Then with you… Whenever I see you now I just want to…" Brian sobbed harder and Justin stroked his back soothingly. He turned around facing Justin. His eyes were filled with tears. "What the fuck is wrong with me?"

Justin pulled Brian into a hug. He rocked him gently as he sobbed into his shoulder. Justin ran his fingers through his thick hair.

"Shh, shh, nothing is wrong with you."

"I'm so scared," Brian whimpered.

Brian looked into Justin's eyes. Their kiss was soft and gentle. When they broke it off Justin smiled slightly; they kissed again. Brian tugged Justin's shirt up. His fingers caressed Justin's flat stomach. One more tug and the shirt was off and on the floor.

"Bri, are you sure you want to do this? You're drunk; I don't want to take advantage of you. I don't want you to regret it in the morning."

Brian caressed Justin's face. "I want to be with you."

Justin tugged Brian's shirt off. "No regrets then?"

Brian shook his head, "None."

Justin smiled as he lay back on the bed and pulled Brian with him.

"Good."

Justin kissed away the last of Brian's tears then continued down Brian's chest covering it with feathery light kisses. The rest of their clothes were shed in seconds. They took in each other's naked glory. Justin lowered himself on top of Brian. They clasped hands and kissed. Their naked bodies fit together so perfectly they created a perfect line. Justin reached down and stroked Brian's cock. Brian arched his hips. Justin fumbled in the nightstand drawer for supplies.

Brian's eyes watched every move he made. He squirted lube onto his fingers and warmed it. Justin spread Brian's legs further apart exposing his ripe cherry hole. Justin pressed his middle finger in slowly inch by inch. Brian made a little gasping noise.

"Ok?"

Brian nodded rocking back on Justin's finger proving he was more than ok. Justin worked his finger around then added a second stretching him open. He rubbed against Brian's prostate. The moan that came out of Brian sent tingles down Justin's spine. Justin kneeled between Brian's legs. He handed him the condom and swayed his hips.

"You want to put it on me?" Justin smiled.

As Brian rolled the condom over Justin's turgid dick he had to bite his lip hard to keep from cumming in the condom. Justin released a shuddery breath. Justin pulled Brian's incredibly long legs around his slender waist. He entered Brian nice and slow, not wanting to hurt him. Brian cried out in pain. Justin held still and waited. He caressed Brian's stomach and fondled his balls till he felt him relax. He continued to ease in till he was completely buried. Justin waited for Brian to adjust to the fullness. Justin flexed his hips and Brian followed. As Justin thrust into Brian's tight hole he couldn't help but smile down at Brian. Their hands were linked over Brian's head. Justin tried to hold back as long as he could but Brian's tight hole was milking his cock and it felt too good. He swiveled his hips and began to thrust harder. He grabbed Brian's dick and began to jack him off in time to his thrusts.

"Brian! Urgh I can't uhhh I'm… I'm cumming!"

Justin pounded into him while his cum filled the condom. Justin flicked Brian's slit with the pad of his thumb and Brian came explosively all over his sweat drenched chest. Brian's spasms squeezed more cum out of him and the condom overflowed. Justin could feel his own hot cum leaking down his balls. He carefully pulled out and disposed of the very full condom. Justin flopped down next to Brian. He rested his head on the teen's chest till his breathing slowed back to normal. Justin got up and went to the bathroom for a warm cloth. He cleaned them both up then crawled under the duvet.

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The next morning Justin woke slightly shivering. His eyes fluttered open and he looked around. Brian had hogged the duvet. Justin snuggled up to the warm teen trying to get warm. Brian awoke and rolled over to face Justin. He pulled Justin closer and gave him a soft morning kiss. Brian smiled shyly at Justin. Justin breathed a sigh of relief. He had been a bit worried about how Brian would react. Would he push him away again or accept him? Their morning hard ons rubbed together causing them both to moan.

Justin tugged at Brian's hand. "Come on, let's go shower."

His sexy smile said it all. Justin warmed up under the warm spray of the shower. They soaped each other up, teasing and playing as they washed away last night's activities. Brian backed Justin into a corner of the shower. He knelt before Justin; the water spray hit his back. Brian glanced up locking eyes with Justin. Justin's eyes were incredibly blue. He licked at his coral lips then took the head of Justin's dick into his mouth. He experimented flicking his tongue over the velvety tip. He could taste the precum that leaked into his mouth. Brian didn't find it totally unpleasant. Justin had to turn his head away from the spray or get a mouthful of water. When Brian's tongue played with his slit he rose up on his toes shrieking. Brian held onto his hips tightly. Justin's hands scrabbled against the slippery tile. He could feel the tingle in his spine and the pressure surge in his balls. Justin had to warn Brian, he was a beginner and he didn't want him to choke.

"Bri, I'm… I'm close…. Really close. Uh urgh ahhhh."

Justin's first squirt was powerful and hit the back of Brian's throat. The second filled his mouth. He pulled away. He coughed and tried to swallow. The cum dripped out the corner of his mouth. Justin pumped the rest of his load onto the shower wall. Justin pulled Brian up; he kissed and licked his cum off Brian's face. Brian fisted his cock a few times then added his load with Justin's on the shower wall. The boys finished showering then got dressed. Justin gave Brian some privacy to call his parents while he went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Brian fished out his cell phone. "Hi mom I'm at Chris'… oh he called you. Well we had a fight so I stayed the night at Dave's but I'm back at Chris' now. Sorry I worried you. I'll be home for dinner."

Brian ended the call and pocketed his phone. He made his way down to the kitchen where he could already smell breakfast. He smiled a little. No one had ever made him breakfast before besides his mother occasionally.

Justin pretended to glare at him. "By the way you hogged the duvet last night. I froze my ass off."

Brian pinched his ass. "Yeah, but I warmed you up in the shower."

Justin blushed, the memory sill fresh in his mind. That had been the best blow job; he could always teach Brian technique later. He willed his dick to behave. Justin had made scrambled eggs and bacon. The toast was golden brown with fresh jam on the table. The orange juice was fresh with no pulp. They ate in silence but they couldn't help sneaking glances at each other. When they finished breakfast Brian felt the need to walk. He had to work things out.

"Can we get out of here?"

"Sure."

The boys' went for a walk in the park; at that time of the morning no one was about.

"Why do you lie about it?" Brian asked.

"Because a lot of people don't understand and they're afraid. You see how I'm treated in school, if they knew it would be ten times worse."

"But how can you like yourself if you deny what you are?"

Justin smiled. "Fine, let's tell everyone then."

Brian suddenly panicked and grabbed Justin's arm roughly.

"Don't you fucking dare."

Justin winced and yanked his arm away. "I was just kidding, but see you proved my point." He frowned and rubbed his arm.

Brian looked at him with sad eyes. "Look I'm sorry, I'm scared. I don't want anyone to know about us."

Justin arched a brow. "There's an us?"

"Yeah well, if you want to? I… I really like you. If you tell anyone it's off and if anyone starts to suspect I'm gone."

"Ok." Justin smiled slightly. "What about Lindsay?"

Brian smirked. "No contest, you're a better kisser."

Justin's nose twitched. "Really?"

"Oh yeah," Brian grinned.

They spent the rest of the day enjoying each other's company.

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Daphne decided to treat herself to some serious shopping. Her home work was done; Justin was busy so she was left to her own devices. Window shopping was faster she decided. She could always go shopping later with Justin. It just wasn't the same without him. Who would stop her from buying something really tacky? As she walked she heard music. She smiled as she followed the sound. It was the most incredible violin music she had ever heard. When she saw who was playing, he left her breathless. Ok, so he was a bit on the scruffy side she realized. He was definitely what you'd call a fixer upper. That little lint ball under his lip had to go.

She had wandered to the edge of the crowd before she had even realized it. When the music stopped the people went their own way and she was left standing there. He looked up at her while he put his violin away.

"Did you enjoy the music?"

God help her she couldn't stop smiling. "Yeah, it was amazing."

He smiled suavely, "I know. Hi, I'm Ian."

"Daphne."

He took her hand in his and kissed the back of her hand. She marveled at how soft his lips were. Ok that lint ball really needed to go.

"Would you care to join me for some coffee?"

The color rose in Daphne's cheeks. "Um yes, I'd love to."

He put an arm around her and they walked to the nearest coffee shop.

"You know one day thousands of people will pay hundreds of dollars to listen to me play?"

"Cool," Daphne sighed.

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Daphne flopped back on Justin's bed. "I met a guy!" She singsonged.

"Really who?"

"His name is Ian and he plays the violin."

Justin groaned "Daphne, have I taught you nothing? Don't get involved with street performers."

"Do you know him?"

"No, thank God!"

"He's so romantic, Justin; he kissed my hand and we had coffee."

"Another bad sign this will end badly."

"Huh?"

"Coffee is bitter so are the dates that stem from them. It's a proven fact. Run, Daphne, while you still can."

Daphne looked at him like he was crazy. "That's total bullshit." She threw a pillow at him.

He lobbed it back at her. "Then prove me wrong."

She hit him in the head again. "I will, he's asked me out to dinner."