Devil's Playground

Chapter 5

Justin tugged his sweater down to cover the dampness at his crotch. When he was around Brian he felt amazing. As he entered the house he hoped that he could just slip in unnoticed. Luck was not with him tonight. Vic was sitting up in the living room reading.

"Hey, Justin."

"Uh hi."

Vic smiled knowingly at the young boy. "Did you have a good time?"

Justin flushed red and looked down at his sneakers. "Uh yeah um yes, I did very much. I'm going to get ready for bed now."

Vic chuckled quietly as Justin raced up the stairs.

Justin ducked into the bathroom and started the shower. He shucked off his soiled clothes and put them in the hamper. He stepped under the warm spray and began to soap himself up. Justin washed away the evidence of his spent seed. He couldn't get out of his mind what he and Brian did together. He felt so wicked and sinful and yet he never felt more alive than he did right now. Justin finished up his nighttime rituals then slipped between the sheets of his bed. Thoughts of Brian filled his head. He wondered when he would see the captivating man next.

After Brian had dropped Justin off he headed for the loft. He glanced down at his crotch and saw his dick was tenting the pants of his Armani suit. He gave his dick a comforting squeeze. "Down boy." Brian wasted no time getting to the loft. He quickly changed out of his suit and into something stunning for Babylon. He needed to fuck and he needed to cum. The little Amish boy made him seriously horny. Brain had to chuckle at Justin's butter churn story. Imagine creaming your pants while making cream. That gave him a good laugh. He pulled on his Prada boots and yanked on his Hugo Boss leather jacket and was out the door. He had needs that needed to get met.

When Brian entered Babylon he took a deep breath of the thick air and smirked. This was his turf, his playground. As he walked across the floor the crowd parted for the king stud. Out of the crowd Brian snatched the trick of the night or moment whatever the case may be. He jammed his hand down the tricks jeans and led him to the backroom without breaking stride. He didn't even glance in Emmett and Ted's direction.

Emmett took a sip of his Cosmo. "Well looks like someone's in a hurry tonight."

Ted shook his head in disgust and self loathing. "You know just once I wish it was that easy. Just grab someone and say, 'hey, you're going to service me and your going to enjoy it.'"

"Oh I hear ya, honey."

Brian entered the backroom with his trick.

"Hey Brian, how's it goin'?"

"Just peachy, Todd."

Brian found a column to lean up against. He pushed his trick down on his knees. Soon his dick was buried deep in a hungry mouth. He held on to the back of the trick's head while it bobbed over his groin. He let his eyes flutter shut. Brian imagined innocent blue eyes and silky blond hair. He couldn't stop a moan of pleasure even though the trick was mediocre at best. Brian pictured Justin's strawberry lips wrapped around his cock, sucking him like a lollypop. He bucked his hips and shot his load. He hit his head on the back of the column with the sheer force of it. In no time flat he grabbed another trick that was bent over and ready. He stroked on a condom, his dick already ready for round two. He needed to bury his cock in a tight ass in hopes of forgetting Justin for two seconds. He slammed his dick home and rode the trick for all he was worth. He couldn't stop thinking about another pale ass he'd rather be fucking.

When Brian finally stumbled out of the backroom he headed for the bar. He called to the bartender for his usual. "Glad to see you two losers have found your true calling, making sure the bar is held up."

Ted nodded. "Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without your daily pick me ups."

Brian knocked back his drink. "No problem, your dick still got zipper tracks on it?"

Emmett cleared his throat. "So what's with the four alarm; you practically raced to the backroom like your pants were on fire."

Brian shrugged. "My dick needed attention."

Ted snorted, "When doesn't it?"

Brian smirked, "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful; ya know I came up with that copy." Brian wandered off onto the dance floor.

"Bastard," Ted grumbled.

Justin came down for breakfast wearing a long sleeved purple shirt that hugged his chest in all the right places and olive green cargos. As Justin sat down at the table Deb got a good look at him. She grabbed his shoulders and tilted his head to the side. "What the fuck did that monster do to you?"

Justin's eyes widened and he covered his neck with his hand. He remembered Brian kissing him there repeatedly; it must have left a telltale mark.

"Sunshine, I know it's none of my business what you do. That's the whole point of you being on your Rumspringa. I just wish you could have found a nice boy to fool around with."

"But Brian is nice, I like him."

"Oh honey," she cupped his cheek. "Everyone likes Brian. Everyone's always been drawn to him including my son. Brian has very little regard for anyone else's feelings. I just don't want to see you get your heart broken kiddo, cuz you're a sweet little thing."

Justin stabbed at his oatmeal. He couldn't understand why Debbie was being so hard on Brian. True he hadn't known Brian for long but he felt he could trust the man. Brian had a way of making him feel special. Anyone who could be so gentle with his son and him for that matter was no monster in his book. Brian hadn't done anything to him that he hadn't wanted to do. Today Deb was actually wearing a t shirt he could figure out but it disturbed him greatly. The shirt said 'I love my penis.' He wondered how in the world that was possible; she wasn't supposed to have one. He wondered, unless she really did. He shuddered at the thought not wanting to think about it. Sometimes on the farm abnormal animals were born. They were always killed because they were seen as bad luck and an abomination.

"Brian would never hurt me," he said finally.

"Oh but sweetie, eventually he will. Not physically but here," she pointed to his chest.

Justin finished his oatmeal in silence. He didn't want to argue with Deb it was un-Amish.

The breakfast rush was especially busy. Justin was getting used to the crowds and the same sex couples that frequented the diner. The novelty of his ass still hadn't worn off. He was grabbed and pinched on a frequent basis. Money and phone numbers made their way into his pockets. He drew the line when one customer tried to fondle him down there. He didn't want anyone to touch him there, well except maybe for Brian. That thought caused him to blush. Deb had given the guy a real tongue lashing about touching him like that. He hoped he wouldn't have more problems of that nature.

Justin was so busy keeping the water glasses filled and the tables cleared he hadn't noticed Brian and his friends enter the diner. He let out a startled yelp when someone caught him around the waist and pulled him close. Justin smiled brightly when he saw it was Brian.

"Morning Sunshine, keeping busy?"

Justin laughed, "Yeah."

Justin jumped a little when he felt Brian's hand slide into his front pocket. He gasped when he felt Brian's hand skim over his member. Surely he wouldn't do such things in the light of day in the crowded diner. Brian hid his smirk and pulled out Justin's cell phone. He began to program his phone number and Deb's into the phone. He wanted to make sure Justin had a means of reaching him if needed. He rearranged the order of the numbers so he was number one, Daphne was number two and Deb three. Emmett looked on amused. Brian wasn't fooling anyone; he had a serious thing for Justin. He'd bet his new ass chaps that's why Brian was so hot and bothered the other night. Little Justin was still untouched. He wondered when the big bad wolf would make his move. Michael sat there fuming. Emmett counted off 3…. 2….. 1

"Brian, what the fuck are you doing?"

Just then Deb came up violently chewing her gum. "Sunshine, table five needs bussing." Deb shot daggers at Brian. "Justin isn't on the menu."

Brian tucked the phone back into Justin's pants and let his arm fall from his waist. "Pity, I guess I'll just have the battery acid you call coffee."

"Justin bring asshole here his coffee and feel free to spit in it."

"Ma!" Michael cried in outrage.

"I saw that cute little mark you left on Sunshine. Don't you fucken dare hurt him. He's confused enough as it is. He wouldn't understand your one time only, no repeats policy."

Brian fiddled with a fork and let Deb's tirade wash over him. He didn't feel the need to explain himself. What he and Justin did was their own fucken business. Deb took the rest of the orders and moved on thankfully. At least she didn't knock him upside the head.

"So are we going to Babylon tonight? Michael asked eagerly.

Brian made a noncommittal noise. "I'll let you know."

Justin set his coffee in front of him. "Just so you know I didn't spit in it like Deb suggested."

Brian smiled and had to laugh. "Thanks, although I wouldn't have minded a little cream." The others all seemed to get his meaning but he had no idea what Brian was referring to.

As soon as the lunch crowd settled down some, Justin took his break. Deb had just sat down his lunch in front of him when Daphne came racing in.

"Details, I want all the details. Leave nothing out."

"Um, what did you want to know?" Justin asked innocently, even though he had a feeling he knew exactly what she wanted to know.

"Holy fuck, Brian gave you a hickey! Did you guys do it?"

Justin covered his neck with his hand blushing. A hickey, what a weird name for such an embarrassing little mark. To stall for time he looked down at his food and found he was unfamiliar with it.

"Um Daphne, what is this?" He poked at it skeptically.

"It's a hamburger and they are to die for, uh not literally though. It's a well known fact hamburgers are like one of the top five favorite teen foods. Just pick it up and eat it." Daphne just had to watch Justin experience his first hamburger. It was one of those not to miss moments. Justin took a tentative bite. His eyes fluttered shut and his toes practically curled in his sneakers.

"Wow, I've never tasted anything like that. It's really good."

Daphne had the 'told ya so' look. "Now don't try to distract me. What did you and Brian do? Feel free to go into long detail." She leaned forward and put her head in her hand in rapt attention.

Justin took a sip of his milkshake. "Well, Brian came by as I was finishing up my shift. He said he would take me home. I told him how I missed looking at the stars so he drove me out to a clearing where we could see the stars."

Daphne squealed, "That's so romantic, Justin, and…?"

Justin nibbled on a fry. "Well we talked about the stars, well mostly I did. It was a bit cold out so we went to sit in his Jeep."

Daphne waved her hand in an 'and then' gesture.

"He kissed me a lot." Justin flushed at the other things they did.

"Yeah I gathered that, so did you do it with him?"

"Um sorta, I don't know."

Daphne sighed, "If you don't know then you didn't."

Justin looked around the diner. He didn't feel very comfortable talking about it in a semi crowded diner. "Can we talk about it later?"

"Sure, I just wanted to see how your night was. Any plans for tonight?"

Justin shrugged. "I'll probably work on Gus' baby quilt."

Daphne rolled her eyes at her friend's plans; he needed to get out and live it up.

After Daphne left Justin enjoyed the rest of his hamburger and fries, definitely rating it one of the best meals he'd ever eaten. For dessert there was a square yellow brick. When he bit into it he squinched up his nose. He didn't particularly care for lemon. It reminded him of Mrs. Eban's desserts. He shuddered at the memory. He checked the clock and saw he still had plenty of time left so he got out his bag of quilting supplies. Justin had all the fabric now cut into perfect squares. He started to stitch a wild paisley square with a plain brown corduroy square. They represented Emmett and Ted.

Brian sat back in his office chair. He'd just gotten done chewing Jake a new one, which left him not as satisfied as he thought it would. The boards were for shit as usual. No one could seem to follow orders these days. The color was hideous. He'd asked for a nice royal purple, what he got looked like something Barney threw up on. Not to mention the font was all wrong. All morning he couldn't stop thinking of Justin. Cynthia had actually caught him smiling so he had to banish her to the copy room. He checked the time and figured Justin would still be on his break. He smiled wickedly as he dialed Justin's cell. He'd give little Sunshine a jolt. A pay back for leaving him with a raging hard on last night and this morning.

Justin was lucky he just set his full tub down in the kitchen when his pants started to vibrate. He let out a little squawk of distress. He knew what it was from the night before. Justin hopped, skipped and jumped out the back door into the alley doing the St. Vitas dance. He squirmed till he got the evil phone out of his pocket. He wanted to fling it away from him but instead he opened it and pressed a button like Daphne showed him.

"What do you want?" He shouted into the phone.

Brian held the phone away from his ear. "Now is that any way to answer your phone? Hey Justin, its Brian."

Justin looked up and down the alleyway expecting to see the man. "Where are you? Justin whispered. He didn't like not seeing who he was talking to.

"I'm at work, Justin. I just wanted to know if you had plans tonight."

"Not really."

"Great, then I'd like to take you to Babylon tonight, is that all right?"

"Yes, Brian, I don't like this phone business." Justin had the phone pinched between two fingers.

"I know, Sunshine, the bad evil phone scares you. By the way are you hard?"

Justin gaped at the phone unbelieving what he'd just heard. Then he realized as he let his hand wander to his groin that he was indeed hard. In outrage Justin closed up the phone cutting Brian off. Brian knew what would happen yet he did it anyway. Justin wanted to be upset with Brian but he couldn't. He was going out with Brian again tonight.

Back at the office when the phone went dead Brian laughed. He knew he had made the boy hard. That put him in a good mood for the rest of the day, which his workers were extremely thankful for.

Justin went back into the diner to find Deb. His face was flushed with youthful excitement. "Debbie, Brian asked me out to Babylon. Can I go?"

"Babylon huh," Deb bit back all that she wanted to say. "Of course sweetie, have fun but please be careful. Don't go off on your own."

Justin nodded solemnly, "Could you call Daphne for me and invite her to come with me too?" Justin blushed looking down at his sneakers which he scuffed at the floor with. "I'd like her there for moral support."

Debbie patted his cheek. "That's a great idea. She'll watch out for you, Babylon can be a wild and dangerous place if you don't know what you're doing."

The joke was on Brian. Justin made twice as many tips due to his nice little prank. Justin's white apron didn't hide his hard on and he was having a heck of a time willing it away. He was mortified that everyone was staring at him and his not so little problem.

Daphne came over extra early so they could prepare for their night out at Babylon. Daphne had brought some clothes with her to figure out what she was going to wear also.

"Tell me again what Babylon is; I know you said there was dancing."

Daphne snorted, "Well it's no barn dance, that's for sure. It's a gay dance club; it's supposed to be the hottest in the area. It'll be very crowded with lots of hot guys dancing. I can only imagine. I've never been there before."

"Daphne, I don't know their worldly dancing."

She laid a comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sure Brian will show you. He really likes you."

Justin blushed and decided to change the subject. "So help me out. What do I wear to a place like that?"

"I've got that covered. This afternoon I stopped by Torso and picked you up a shirt that would look killer on you." She pulled out a tight baby blue t shirt that had a plunging neck line. The material was threaded with silver sparkles. Justin's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

"Oh Daphne, I don't know."

"Yes, you do. This is nothing; other guys are going to be wearing a whole lot less." She went over to his closet and pulled out the tightest pair of jeans he owned. "There, this should make Brian want to throw you down on the dance floor and fuck you right there. Speaking of, you never did tell me the rest of your story. What happened in Brian's Jeep? Fast forward past the kissing." She plopped down on his bed and got comfortable.

"Well um, he made the seat go all the way back. He was on top of me kissing me and rubbing against me." Justin covered his face blushing. "I've never felt anything like that, we were both very stiff. Brian made me spill my seed… twice."

Daphne was smiling widely. "That's great, Justin, that's a good start."

Justin frowned, "A start, what more is there to do? You mean we didn't, we haven't?"

"Fraid not, Justin. All you guys did was dry hump."

"It was anything but dry."

"So did Brian cum?"

"I'm not sure. We were kind of interrupted." He looked at her pointedly.

"Oh, me and my bad timing. Sorry about that. Ok, so I have a dilemma. I don't know which top to wear. She held up a red leather corset and a violet halter that had the back completely missing except for two straps. She took in Justin's shocked look. "Well you're a lot of help." She shrugged and decided to go with the violet. Daphne had planned on wearing black leather pants. Justin was down right horrified when Daphne began to undress in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"Duh, I'm changing."

Justin screamed and covered his eyes when he saw Daphne's underwear or what there was of it. It could only be described as ass floss.

"I don't want to see your girl parts," Justin wailed. Daphne finished getting dressed while Justin averted his eyes still shuddering.

"Well it looks like you are 100% queer."

Justin opened his eyes when it was safe. Daphne was again making herself at home on his bed. She absently played with Molly's rag doll.

"Um Daphne, I should get dressed also."

"Yeah, so I'm not stopping you."

Justin folded his arms over his chest. "I'm not undressing in front of you."

"It's not like I haven't seen naked men before."

"Well, you haven't seen me and you're not going to, so kindly leave while I dress."

Daphne sighed but left the room. Justin was a total prude.

Since it was the early part of November Daphne brought Justin a warm jacket that he could use throughout the winter. The jacket was silver and down filled. She also had a black scarf for him that would keep him warm. Justin appeared dressed and ready for Babylon, looking only slightly nervous. Daphne's mouth dropped open. Kinney didn't stand a chance. She smirked, this was a show she was going to enjoy watching.

Before Brian led Justin to Babylon he went over warnings all in the name of keeping Justin safe. Brian pulled Justin close. "Stay close to me for now, but if you do go off on your own stay where I can see you." Brian felt he had to give him a little freedom. "Don't accept a drink from anyone but me and never turn your back on it. Someone could slip something in your drink. It would make you very sick if it didn't outright kill you."

Justin shuddered underneath Brian's arm.

"I don't mean to scare you but you have to be careful. There are people out there who get off on hurting others. I think for now it would be smart to not accept anything unless it came from me, ok?"

"All right."

Brian pressed a kiss to Justin's hair. "Good boy."

When Brian and Justin entered Babylon all eyes were on them. Brian sent out the vibe that the blond was his and others wouldn't be welcomed. Justin's head whipped around in fascination. Never in his wildest dreams could he ever imagine such a place. It seemed almost magical with all the different colored lights and hot guys. Daphne was definitely right about the scantily clad men. He could barely keep from gawking. Daphne trailed behind them every bit as amazed as Justin. She would have to make it a point to come here more often. The view was definitely worth it. Brian whole heartedly approved with what Justin was wearing. He couldn't take his eyes off the low slung jeans and that bit of exposed flesh. Brian steered Justin towards the bar where the rest of the gang was holding it up. Emmett was full of praise as usual.

"Well honey, look at you. Aren't you just the belle of the ball? Everyone will want to fill your dance card."

Michael was in full pout mode. "Brian, what the fuck is he doing here?" His whine was like rusty violin strings.

"He's with me, relax Mikey, take some E. I'm just showing Justin a good time."

"Then your next destination should be the backroom," Ted snarked.

Brian shot him a murderous glare.

"But Brian, I thought we were going to hang out."

Daphne rolled her eyes. "Brian's with Justin tonight, in case you haven't heard."

"You don't know anything. You're just Justin's little fag hag."

"Who are you calling a hag, you geeky little troll."

Brian murmured in Justin's ear. "I need a drink." He ordered two Beams and handed one to Justin. Brian clinked glasses with Justin's. "To all the firsts yet to cum." Brian downed his drink and Justin followed suit.

"We have something that tastes like this back in the village, not bad."

Brian cocked an eyebrow. "The Amish drink alcohol?"

Justin laughed at Brian's surprise. "Yes of course, not all the time mind you. There are usually a few people who know how to make it and when they do, we have it."

Brian shook his head. "I didn't know that."

A trick with very little common sense approached, ignoring all warnings that Brian was putting out. He would let it play out and the trick would learn a lesson. As the trick approached Brian watched Justin; he noticed the boy tensed.

"Wanna dance, Angel, you must be new. I'll show you a good time."

Justin's eyes darted to Brian for help.

"Remember when we were in the diner, Sunshine, and I told you what to say when you want to be left alone. Come on now, I know you remember. A dirty word that rhymes with duck."

And suddenly Justin did remember, "Fuck."

"Good boy, see I knew you remembered." He supplied the last word directed at the trick. "Off, he's not interested." The trick grumbled but went on his way.

"I know you think it's rude or some shit like that but you have to be firm or else they will take what they want. Now would you like to dance?"

"Uh I've never…"

Brian tugged him by the hand. "I'll show you, it's not hard."

The crowd parted for Brian as he led Justin out onto the dance floor. He pulled Justin up against his body and wrapped his long arms around Justin's waist. They began to move to the music. Justin didn't even think about it. He was just in the moment following Brian's lead. Justin was amazed that he was dancing with Brian. He liked being this close to Brian. He inhaled Brian's spicy scent. Justin hadn't even noticed when most of Babylon was watching them. Their groins brushed together creating twin hard on's. Justin's hands caressed Brian's back up and down. He loved the heat under his fingers. The beat changed from slow and sensual to a faster urgent tempo.

Glitter cascaded down on them. Brian's breath caught in his chest. Justin looked beautiful under the cascade of glitter, pieces of it caught in Justin's silky hair. Justin's face was upturned and the smile on his face rivaled that of the sun. Brian picked him up and held him aloft like the prize he was. Justin rested his arms around Brian's neck. Michael tried to cut in more than once but he was just an annoying high pitched whine that was ignored. Brian popped a tablet of E. He was prepared to watch over Justin if he wanted to try it.

"Want some?"

"What is it?"

"Drugs. It's E, ecstasy makes you feel all giddy and relaxed. It's your call."

"Is it dangerous?"

"It can be. You shouldn't take shit from anyone you don't absolutely trust. I'll watch over you though. I'm sure you'd be fine."

"Ok then, I want to." Justin held out his hand.

Brian smiled but shook his head. "If we're going to do this, we're going to do it the right way. I'm only going to give you half. I don't know what kind of effect it'll have on you." Brian stuck the half tablet on his tongue and brought Justin into a kiss. Justin felt the tablet being pushed into his mouth. He accepted it willingly.

"Let it dissolve on your tongue."

Justin nodded that he understood. He thought he could feel the effects of the drug. He really wasn't sure what he was supposed to feel like. Everything just seemed better, the music, the lights. Justin trembled under Brian's touch, his body was ultra sensitive. Even the air around him made his body tingle. Brian pulled him towards the bar and got them both waters.

"You need to drink plenty of water, stay hydrated." Brian smiled. "How do you feel?"

"I feel very, very good," Justin giggled.

Brian smirked, "I knew you'd be a lightweight."

Justin drank his water then threw himself in Brian's arms practically climbing Brian. Brian chuckled and they really put on a floor show. He caressed the exposed flesh above Justin's low riding jeans. Brian squeezed Justin's ass as the boy ground up against him with wild abandon. Justin was achingly hard. They rocked to the beat of the music. Justin's inhibitions were lowered. His senses were reeling but he was enjoying the ride; he couldn't stop giggling. Brian nuzzled at Justin's neck. The blond locks tickled his nose. Justin threw his leg around Brian's hip and ground their dicks together. Justin's moans were making him crazy. Their cheeks grazed each other. Brian could feel the heat coming off of Justin, he was starting to overheat.

Brian tugged him off the dance floor. He made arrangements for Daphne to catch a ride with Ted. They got their coats and headed for the Jeep. Brian wasn't so bad off that he couldn't drive. He'd been in much worse shape other times. He knew when he got behind the wheel that he wasn't going to take Justin to Deb's.

Justin was a bit confused when Brian pulled up in front of an old brick building.

"Um Brian, where are we?"

"My place, I want to make sure you don't have any side effects from the E. I'll call Deb and let her know you're staying the night." Brian groaned, "I'm sure she'll chew me a new one, possibly rip off my dick and hand it to me."

They both winced at that thought. Instead of taking the stairs like he usually did he used the lift since Justin had never experienced an elevator. When they started to rise Justin yelped and he had his arms filled with blond boy. Brian unlocked the loft and let Justin in. He took off his jacket and tossed it in the direction of the sofa. Brian headed for the kitchen. He turned and saw Justin standing by the door looking around.

"Shut the door."

He pulled out two waters from the fridge. He uncapped one and drank greedily from the bottle. He upended the rest over his head cooling himself off. Justin watched him with rapt attention. He shook off the excess and wiped his face with his shirt. Brian handed the other bottle to Justin. Justin drank the cool sweet water as he took in where Brian lived. The place seemed to suit Brian. His artistic eye caught the cool stark lines and open spaces. The ugly naked guy painting unnerved him. He definitely liked where Brian lived; it was a cool place. Justin sat on the sofa and melted into the cushions. It was the most comfortable thing he had ever sat on. Brian picked up the phone and dialed Deb. He didn't want to prolong the agony any longer than he had to.

"Hey Deb, it's me Brian."

"Brian what's wrong? Did something happen to Sunshine?"

Brian let out a frustrated sigh. "Would you calm down, Justin is fine. I just called to say he's going to stay the night with me. I'll drop him off in the morning."

In anticipation of her wrath he held the phone away from his ear.

"Why the fuck can't you bring him home to me? What did you do to him? You just better keep your dick in your pants!"

"He's exhausted, he's practically falling asleep on my sofa which is where he will be sleeping, scout's honor."

"You were never a fucking scout."

"No, but I did fuck one. Night Deb, Justin will be back bright and early tomorrow, cherry still intact." Brian growled before he hung up. He chose not to tell Deb that he had given Justin some E. Justin was a big boy and could make his own decisions.

Brian walked over to the sofa and knelt down by Justin. He took his head in his hands and looked into Justin's eyes. Justin's eyes were a bit glazed and his cheeks were slightly flushed. Justin would be ok. Brian went up to his bedroom and pulled a soft blanket from his closet. He handed him the blanket. "Here, you can sleep on the sofa." Brian softly kissed Justin on the lips. "Don't jerk off on it."

Justin blushed and lowered his eyes to the floor. "Good night, Brian."

"Night, Sunshine."

Brian went up to his bedroom and shucked off his clothes and slipped between his sheets. He didn't know how he would ever fall asleep with the beautiful blond sleeping a few feet away on his sofa. His hand trailed under the sheets and gave his dick a few strokes and sighed.

Justin undressed down to his briefs and made up his bed on the sofa. He curled up and snuggled under the blanket. He didn't know what came over him. Suddenly he found himself walking across the loft floor, up to Brian's bedroom. Daphne was always telling him to be aggressive and to do what he wanted. Well he wanted to fall asleep next to Brian. Justin hesitated at the top of the platform unsure if he would be welcomed or not. Brian stared at him silently from across the darkened bedroom. Justin was about to turn around and go back to the sofa when Brian flopped back the covers for him in silent invitation. Justin crawled onto the low platform bed and snuggled up next to Brian. Brian's arm automatically went around Justin like he had been doing it forever. He rested his chin on Justin's head. He was silly to think Justin would remain on the sofa, the kid had balls. He knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. Brian admired and respected that.

Upon awakening Justin realized he wasn't in his bed. It took him several moments to figure out where he was. The events from the night before were a bit fuzzy but bits and pieces were coming back to him. He had stayed the night with Brian and was in his bed. Just then Brian stepped into the room dressed immaculately for work. Justin couldn't help but gape at Brian. He looked so handsome in his dark pinstriped suit. His crimson tie made everything stand out.

Brian leaned against the partition smirking. "What?"

"You look amazing."

Brian smiled, "I know, but it's always nice to have it confirmed." Brian pointed towards the bathroom. "Why don't you go take a shower? I told Deb I'd have you back early and I need to get to work."

After Justin showered he found his jeans and an old T shirt of Brian's waiting for him on the bed. He quickly dressed and then went to find Brian. He found him drinking coffee at the counter. Justin noticed that Brian had set out some cereal for him and some toast. Brian poured him a glass of juice. Justin smiled at Brian, hopping up on one of the stools.

Brian just shrugged it off. "I couldn't very well send you on your way without feeding you."

Justin asked curiously, "What do you do for a living?"

"I'm in advertising. Sell shit to people that they probably don't want or couldn't use, but I love my job," Brian admitted proudly. "So besides churning butter and quilting do you do anything specific on the farm?"

Justin nodded, "Woodworking. I can make just about anything out of wood. Before I left I was starting to get commissions for pieces of furniture."

"Mmm, I'll have to get you to make me something. Then I can say I have an original Justin Taylor.

Justin blushed at the praise. "Of course I'll make you something," he said shyly.

Brian dropped Justin off in front of Deb's house. He was still smiling when he got to the office. Life was good when Justin Taylor was around.

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