Boys of Liberty Ave.

Chapter 6

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Justin sat in his room sketching pictures of Brian. It was all he could think about. The way Brian's hair always had that sexy just been fucked look. Brian's scent always made him hard, Brian's very presence made him hard. Justin tossed his sketch book aside and called Brian.

"Hey baby," Justin breathed.

"Hey."

"How are you feeling? Are your ribs still sore?"

"A little bit, wanna come over and keep me company?"

"I'd like to but I don't think it's such a good idea. I don't want to piss off your parents."

"Yeah, you're probably right. I'll just have an incentive to get well."

"Well even though I can't come over we can still play."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," Justin whispered. "Are you in bed… naked?"

"Yes."

"Good, run the flat of your palm over your chest."

Brian chuckled, "You're a bad boy."

"Now flick your nipple and pinch it."

Justin heard a little moan on the line.

"Feel good?"

"Yeah, wish it was you though."

"Run your hand down your abdomen; let your long fingers trail through your pubes. Don't touch yourself yet."

"Jusssstin."

The way Brian moaned his name made him want to cum. Justin took out his straining erection. He pulled his pants off.

"Ok," Justin gulped. "Let only the tips of your fingers touch your dick."

"Uhn baby, I'm so hard."

"I know, me too. Feel the heat from your hand?"

"Yes."

"Rub the tip with your thumb."

Justin heard a hiss on the end of the line.

"God that feels so good."

Justin looked down between his spread legs. His dick was leaking. "Taste yourself, Brian."

Justin ran a finger through a trail of pre cum and brought it to his lips. He sucked his finger moaning around the digit. Justin could hear Brian following his orders. Justin cleared his throat. "Now I want you to fondle your balls, weigh them in your hands. Picture me there bathing them with my tongue, sucking on them till you whimper." Justin did hear him whimper. It was a struggle to not just start fisting his cock till he got off. Justin took a shuddering breath. "Touch yourself, Brian but slowly. Nice and slow, don't rush it."

Their hands began to glide over their painfully hard dicks. While Justin stroked he let one finger tease his hole, not entering, just a constant comforting pressure. He wished Brian were here to fuck him and told him just that.

"Jus, can we pick things up a bit?"

"Yeah, faster!"

The boys stroked their dicks. The sounds that they made turned the other on. A bead of sweat trickled down Brian's forehead. He fisted his cock thinking only of Justin.

"Jus, are you close?"

"Almost," Justin panted.

"I can't hold out much longer."

"I'm close, so close baby. Cum with me."

"Jus… Mom!"

Justin heard the line go dead just as he began to shoot. Hot streams of cum hit his chest. As his breathing got under control his phone rang.

"Hey, what happened?"

"My mom was delivering lunch."

"Oh fuck."

"She didn't see too much I was under a sheet but she knew damn well what I was doing. Probably going to go pray for my soul as we speak."

"Did you cum?"

Brian growled. "No. I was right fucking there and she had to walk in."

"Oh, poor baby."

"Justin I need to cum!"

"My advice, go to the bathroom lock the door and jerk off."

"Gee thanks."

"Anytime."

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Justin met Brian on the corner of Liberty Ave., his smile shining brightly for the world to see. It rivaled the sun. Justin interlaced his fingers with Brian's.

"Happy Pride." Justin pulled Brian in for a kiss.

Brian squeezed his hand extra tight. "Happy Pride, Justin."

Justin took in Brian's nervous demeanor. "Look Brian maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Maybe you're not ready for this. I didn't mean to put pressure on you."

Brian threw an arm around Justin's shoulders. "Justin, there is no reason we shouldn't be here. It's our first pride together. I … I'm a bit nervous. I don't know what to expect. Do you mind if we find a place to watch the parade that's a little less crowded?"

Justin draped his arm around Brian's slim waist. "Sure."

The boys found a spot that wasn't quite so crowded. Brian sat down and drew Justin down so he was sitting between his long legs. Everything was shockingly bright. Rainbows were splashed everywhere. Brian held Justin in his arms as they watched the wild revelers. Go Go boys in barely there costumes shimmied on their float. The drag queens sauntered by, each of their costumes more elaborate than the next. The crowds got showered with beads and confetti. Brian raised his hand in time to catch a strand of baby blue pearlized beads. He lovingly put it around Justin's neck. Brian was blinded by Justin's smile.

"You're so romantic."

"Shh don't tell," Brian whispered. "You're so easy to please."

When Justin had asked him to go to the Pride parade with him he had been a bit nervous. It was a huge next step for him. He was glad he took it. It was all worth it to see Justin so happy. He felt he could relax a bit if he had a certain blonde to hang on to. They watched the PFLAG group troop past.

"Think our parents will ever be proud of us?"

Justin shrugged "I don't know, maybe in time. We can't stop living our own lives waiting for approval."

"I know."

After the parade wound down they grabbed lunch at the Liberty diner. Brian caught Justin several times looking down at the necklace he now wore, a silly smile on his face. After they ate they walked up and down Liberty window shopping and taking in the sights.

As night fell twinkling lights flickered to life. An old romantic song started to play. The area was blocked off for dancing in the street. Brian led Justin by the hand out onto the makeshift dance floor and drew him into his arms. They shared a quick sweet kiss. They began to sway to the music. Justin rested his head on Brian's shoulder.

Brian murmured in his ear, "Remember the night of the dance?"

Justin snorted, "How could I forget?"

"I wanted to dance with you not Lindsay. I wanted to hold you in my arms just like this."

Justin looked up and smiled. "Well tonight and every night is ours now."

"Yeah, Justin, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Oh what?"

"Well you're going to PIFA and I'm going to Penn State. I was thinking maybe we should start looking for an apartment between the two schools. What do you think?"

Justin stopped swaying for a moment then got back into the music. "You want us to live together?"

"Well, yeah, why not? Wait, don't you?"

Brian felt his stomach drop and it felt like he had just swallowed a bunch of ice water. Justin led Brian away from the dancers.

"Justin, you're scaring me."

"I'm sorry Brian, you just caught me off guard a little." Justin squeezed Brian's hand for reassurance. "Yes, I want to live with you but I don't think now is the right time."

"What?"

Brian felt as if his whole world were crashing down around him.

"I think it's too soon for us to live together. I want us to really work this time, cuz lets face it our relationship didn't start out too smoothly. Daphne and I were going to get an apartment together."

"Where does that leave me?"

Justin could hear the tinge of sadness in Brian's voice. "It'll only be for a year or maybe the first half of the year. We could just wait and see how things go and take it from there. It's not like we won't see each other. The campuses are only an hour's drive apart. We could take turns visiting every weekend."

"Can I ask you one question and you'll be totally honest with me?"

"Yes."

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that I hit you?"

"No, God no Brian. Living together is a really big step even for me. I don't want us to feel pressured to live together just because we're going off to college. When it feels right just try and stop me from moving in. Leave the past in the past. I know you'd never hurt me like that again."

Brian hugged the smaller body to him.

"I guess if this is the way it has to be I better get a car with really good gas mileage. I don't exactly like it but if you think it's for the best then we'll wait.

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Justin and Daphne were camped out in her bedroom. She was on the computer looking for apartment listings that fit their needs.

"God Daph, I feel like such a shit. You should have seen the look on his face when I told him we were going to room together for a year. He looked like I kicked his dog."

Daphne swiveled around in her chair.

"It's not too late. Nothing is final yet. You won't hurt my feelings if you want to shack up with the boyfriend."

"No, it's way too soon. Ya know he actually asked me if it was because he hit me."

"Well, didn't it cross your mind?"

"No, Brian is not an abusive boyfriend. He was scared and he felt trapped and he lashed out. I'm not going to hold it against him. I just think we need a bit more time together as a couple. He gave me this necklace at pride." Justin fingered the beads around his neck.

"Man, you have it bad. You'd think those plastic beads were diamonds."

"They're just as special. I just feel so bad, Daph. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

"You know how you feel, Justin. I'm not going to tell you what to do. Just listen to your heart."

Justin nodded with resolve. "You're right."

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Justin and Daphne found the perfect apartment. It wasn't too small and they could both afford it. Justin would have his own space for his art. The lighting was perfect for it. Brian and Justin spent every minute that they could with each other. Sometimes Daphne tagged along too getting to know Brian as well. One night they went to a film showing in the park. They couldn't remember much about the movie later. They had been too intent on giving each other hand jobs under a blanket. By summer's end Justin had pretty much all his stuff packed up and ready to go. His room felt different to him now that he would be leaving it behind.

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On their last night together before class started Brian made reservations at an inn, so they could spend the little time they had left in each other's arms. Brian ignored the look he got as he and Justin checked in. It was still hard for Brian to see the disapproval they sometimes got. Brian laced his fingers with Justin's as they rubbed up against him as he unlocked the door. Justin looked around the room. He flashed Brian a radiant smile.

"This is perfect, Brian."

Brian pulled Justin over to the bed. He sat down with Justin standing in front of him.

"I have something for you," Brian whispered.

Justin grinned. "Let me guess, nine inches of hard goodness?"

Brian chuckled. "Ok, I have two things for you."

Brian took out a small box and handed it to Justin. Justin eyed it nervously. His fingers trembled as he opened the box. Nestled on a bed of cotton were two identical rainbow rings.

"Brian," Justin gasped.

Brian rubbed Justin's arms. "It's not what you think. I'm not asking you to marry me. I got them for us so when we're apart we'll have something that ties us together. You're my friend, my lover and I love you so much."

A tear spilled down Justin's cheek. "I'll never take it off."

Brian pulled Justin into a passionate kiss. "Neither will I."

He took the smaller ring out of the box and placed it on Justin's slender finger. Brian kissed Justin's hand and smiled up at him. Justin took the other ring and copied Brian's actions. Brian's arms came around Justin's waist and pulled him down on top of him. They kissed and ground their hips together till it drove them crazy. The boys wiggled out of their clothes.

"I want you inside me," Justin whispered.

Brian trailed his hands down Justin's body. "Patience, I want this to last."

He couldn't get enough of Justin's sweet kisses. When he pulled back Justin's lips were red and plump. He nipped at the corner of Justin's mouth. Brian pinched and laved Justin's sensitive nipples eliciting mewls that went straight to his throbbing cock. He trailed wet kisses down Justin's flat stomach. Brian gave Justin little love bites on his pelvis. Justin shut his eyes and forced back the urge to cum. Justin heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper. He couldn't help but wiggle his hips in anticipation. Justin's eyes flew open when he felt Brian's breath near his hot hungry hole. His hole twitched as Brian kissed him there and gave him a little lick. Justin fisted the sheets.

Brian lifted Justin's legs onto his shoulders. He slicked his finger with lube and inserted one finger. Justin was desperate for it. He squeezed the digit with his muscles then bounced on it. Brian felt himself leak profusely while he watched Justin fuck himself on his fingers. When he removed his fingers Justin protested loudly till Brian filled him up tight with hot hard cock. Justin's eyes were flashing blue sapphires. Brian leaned in for a kiss bending Justin nearly in half.

He pumped his hips in a slow even rhythm. Every so many strokes he would roll his hips and grind against Justin's pleasure spot. He loved to see Justin's mouth fall open in ecstasy. The moans made him shiver. His balls were heavy with cum. He needed release soon and he knew Justin did too so he picked up the pace. He battered Justin's hole without mercy and Justin urged him on. Brian rolled his hips twice and Justin was gone. He drenched them both screaming Brian's name. It felt as if a vise had clamped down on Brian's member. Brian cried out Justin's name as he filled the condom in Justin's ass. He collapsed on top of Justin. Justin's arms came around him hugging him close.

"Aren't I too heavy for you?"

"No, I want you right here."

They held each other all wet and sticky. Brian stayed inside Justin as long as he could before he had to pull out.

"God, that was amazing," Justin whispered.

"I'll never be able to get enough of you," Brian murmured.

Justin fussed a little when Brian got up to get a rag to clean them up. Justin's eyes were heavy with sleep. He smiled as Brian cleaned him up. The two boys fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Early the next morning Brian awoke in Justin arms. He wished they could stay like this forever. Brian gently extracted himself from Justin's embrace. He filled Justin's empty arms with his pillow. Justin clutched the pillow and buried his face in the soft cotton. Brain just stood there watching him sleep. Finally he tore his gaze away and quickly dressed. Brian found some paper with the inn logo on it. He jotted down a quick note and left it on the nightstand. He gently placed a kiss on Justin's forehead then left quietly.

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When Justin awoke he instantly knew something was missing. He couldn't feel Brian next to him. His sleepy blue eyes opened. He listened for sounds coming from the bathroom but he heard nothing. His eyes fell on the note and his heart began to race. Justin quickly scanned the note. A tear fell from his eye and splashed onto the paper.

Justin - Don't be pissed at me. I just couldn't face saying goodbye.

I was never good at that. You'd tear up on me and then we'd both

be sorry blubbering messes. This is going to be so hard for me. I miss

you already. I can't wait until the next time I see that beautiful smile of

yours. I love you. - B

PS You're beautiful when you're asleep.

Justin wiped at his eyes. He smiled when he saw his ring shining in the sun. He dug through his clothes till he found his cell phone. He hit speed dial and waited. Brian was just pulling into the campus parking lot when his phone went off.

"Morning, baby."

"I should be pissed at you but I can't after that note. I wish you would have stayed."

Brian sighed. "It just would have made it harder. I just wanted to get it over with. I miss you already."

"Me too."

"I just got to the campus."

"Brian it's not goodbye with us it's just later, ok? No goodbyes."

"I think I like that, later Justin."

"Later Brian."

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The next two weeks flew by in a whirl. There were periods where it dragged by achingly slow too. They had thought to get together the first weekend but classes and scheduling overwhelmed them. They both had to adjust to the college lifestyle. Justin called Brian Thursday to make plans for Friday night.

"Hey Brian, I miss you baby."

"Miss you too."

"Do you think you can get away tomorrow night?"

"Yeah, it looks good. I got all my homework done like a good little boy."

Justin laughed. "Great, I can't wait to go to Babylon. I hear it's supposed to be so hot. I can't wait to get you out on the dance floor."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, later Justin."

"Later Bri."

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It was Friday night and Brian was looking forward to seeing Justin. He started out early since it was a three hour drive. He flicked on the radio for company and sang along to some of his favorite tunes. Brian had just entered Pittsburgh. He stopped at the red light. The song that came on the radio was 'Save the Last Dance.' Brian smiled as he listened to the words. He thought that song suited them. He'd love to twirl Justin around to it. When the light changed to green he pulled out. He never saw what was coming till it was too late. The truck crashed into his door nearly flipping the Jeep. Brian's head cracked against the windshield. As his world slowly faded to black his last thoughts were of Justin.

The intersection came to a grinding halt. A passenger from another car who saw the accident called 911. A pedestrian hurried over to check both drivers. The driver of the truck was only mildly dazed. It was soon discovered the cause of the accident had been the careless use of a cell phone. Strains of 'Save the Last Dance' could still be heard playing. An ambulance arrived on the scene in no time. They quickly discovered the Jeep door was welded shut and there was no way to free the unconscious teen. A call was made to get the jaws of life out to the scene immediately. Every minute was precious. The loud motor of the machine didn't rouse Brian. As soon as the medics were able to get to him they carefully loaded him onto a stretcher and whisked him away to the hospital.

Brian was rushed into the emergency room. A Doctor began to rapidly quiz the paramedics.

"What do we have?"

"Car accident victim. Male 18, he was hit on the driver's side. He never regained consciousness. Concussion and possible shoulder dislocation."

Brian was quickly hooked up to a machine.

"Dr. his blood pressure is dropping."

The room was abuzz with activity.

One glance at the monitor showed the green line flattening out and the high pitched tone sounded.

"Code blue, he's flat lining!"