Devil's Playground

Chapter 8

Brain was at the office and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get a certain blonde from his mind. He stared at the art work that Justin had created on his computer. It was hanging on the wall where he could look at it from time to time. A wicked grin broke out on his face as he reached for his cell. He was feeling mischievous as he left Justin a message. He'd let Justin know he was thinking about him.

The diner was pretty busy and Justin was trying to keep up with the orders. He had no more than set down a full tray when his evil phone started to vibrate. He gasped and squeaked in surprise. Justin backed away from the customers and dove behind the counter, his member painfully tenting his apron. When he answered the phone no one was there. As he looked at it closer he noticed words in a soft glowing panel. 'I'm thinking of you.' Justin gasped and dropped the phone with a clatter. The phone was speaking to him, well not speaking to him per se. He just knew that phone was evil.

"Sunshine your orders up," Deb called out.

He didn't want to stuff the phone back in his pants where it could be next to his private parts. It could get more ideas. He picked up the phone with two fingers and hastily stuffed it in his apron pocket. Daphne could keep her evil phone. For the rest of his shift he tried not to think of the hunk of plastic that terrorized him so. He hoped that it would leave him alone. As it neared the end of his shift Justin went into the kitchen to take care of some dishes when the evil thing went off just to spite him. He yelped and accidentally dropped a dish. It made a loud crashing sound. Deb looked in on him.

"Sunshine, you ok?"

"Uh yes, sorry."

"Ok sweetie, why don't you just go home. You did good today, kiddo."

"Thanks."

Justin pulled out his nemesis the phone to see what it wanted this time. When he saw the message he gasped and turned red. There was no way he was putting this piece of evil technology back in his pocket. The message said, 'I love the way you get hard when I move against you.' Justin grabbed up his coat putting the phone in a coat pocket. He dashed out of the diner and rode his bike back to Deb's. When he got in the front door it went off again. He was afraid to look but curiosity got the better of him.

'I love it when you blush.'

Justin whimpered he was going to put a stop to this. He stabbed at it till it dialed Daphne's number. "DAPHNE, PLEASE COME OVER QUICK. YOUR EVIL PHONE IS TRYING TO MAKE TIME WITH ME. I DON'T LIKE IT! HELP!"

Daphne sighed at Justin's distress call. She wondered what could be up now that had Justin so crazed. Twenty minutes later she found Justin huddled on a corner of the bed staring at the phone all the way across the room on the desk.

"Ok Justin, what is the problem now?"

"It keeps telling me things, private things. Daphne please, just take the evil thing away."

She took a deep calming breath; there was no way in hell she had ever been this much trouble. "Why don't you start at the beginning and tell me what happened."

"I was working at the diner when that evil thing went off. I answered it but no one was there, then I noticed words in that little box. It said it was thinking of me. Daphne how is that possible? It doesn't have a brain."

Daphne couldn't control her giggles.

"It isn't funny!"

"Go on; did it tell you anything else?"

Justin blushed burying his face in his hands. "It said it liked when it got me hard and it enjoyed making me blush." Justin was mortified that he had to tell Daphne that.

"Justin it wasn't the 'phone'; it was Brian doing that."

Justin looked up in shock. "No, it couldn't have been. Brian wasn't even at the diner."

"He didn't have to be. I forgot to explain all about text messaging. I didn't think you'd use that. I mean I'm having a hard enough time getting you to use the phone as it is."

"I don't understand."

"It's just another way of communicating. Here I'll show you." She took out her phone and began punching in a message. "There go look at your phone."

Justin got up and hesitantly picked up the phone to look. The message displayed said 'I'm not evil : ) love Daph.

"I wrote I'm not evil, love Daph, and that's what it says right?"

Justin nodded utterly confounded. "How do you know it was Brian?"

"Oh please, who else would talk to you like that and enjoy making you hard. I'm going to call him right now and give him a piece of my mind."

Brian had just gotten home from work and had changed into his comfortable worn jeans and wife beater when his cell rang. He looked at the display but didn't recognize the number.

"Kinney."

"How could you do that to him? Ya know I have a hard enough time as it is getting him to use the blasted thing."

"Daphne?"

"Yes, it's Daphne," she growled. "He thought the phone was actually saying that stuff to him. He was totally terrified you jerk."

Brian chuckled, "I was just having a bit of fun. I mean how could he have not known it was me?"

She let out a frustrated sigh. "He doesn't know how these phones work. I explained text messaging to him."

"Is he ok?" Brian felt bad that he had scared Justin. He was just having a bit of fun with the boy; it had lightened up his day.

"Yes, he's fine." She hung up in a huff. "Brian admitted it was him. So your phone is not out to cop a feel or anything like that, although I can't say the same for Brian. He was just having fun at work pretty much at your expense." She thrust his phone at him. "Take it ok, if you got hurt or needed help it's the fastest way to reach someone. You called me cuz you were scared. I came right over. Isn't that handy?"

Justin sighed. "I guess. I still don't like it though."

Daphne threw her hands up in frustration.

After Daphne left, Justin wrote Deb a note telling her he was going to go visit Brian. He wanted to have a few words with the devastatingly handsome man himself. The chill November wind whipped at his face. He wouldn't be able to use the bike much longer before it got too cold. The latch was still broken on the door so he was able to just walk right in. Again he found himself knocking on Brian's door. Brian pulled back the door and was happy to see Justin. Justin crossed his arms protectively over his chest. Brian caressed his cheek.

"You're freezing; come in."

"How could you do that to me? Why do you think it's funny to torment me with that wretched phone?"

Brian's lips curled up. "Because it is funny."

Justin shook his head. "No, it isn't."

Brian smiled. "Oh come on; it is a bit funny. I didn't mean to scare you though." Brian wrapped his arms around Justin's shoulders pulling him closer. "I just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about you." Brian pulled him in for a hot kiss. "I wanted to make you hard. I tease you with the phone because I like you and want you so much."

Brian pulled in a stunned Justin for an even deeper kiss. Brian's hand wandered down to Justin's low riding jeans. They were so tight he couldn't slip his hand inside so he settled for fondling Justin through his jeans. The boy whimpered in his mouth. Justin's parka was tossed on the sofa as they continued to kiss. Justin wasn't paying attention to what Brian was doing, his senses were quickly overloading. His member was so hard and he could feel himself leak a little in his briefs. Brian nibbled on his neck as he backed Justin up into his bedroom. Justin was startled when he fell back onto Brian's bed. He wanted to touch Brian again like he had the other night. Brian crawled on top of him distributing his weight so he wouldn't crush Justin. He felt like a fucking horny teenager. He thrust his hips against Justin's to let him feel what he did to him. Justin grew bold, resting his hand between Brian's legs mimicking what Brian was doing to him. Brian gave him a firm squeeze.

"Want me to take care of that for you?"

Justin nodded vigorously unable to speak. Brian kissed Justin passionately while he worked Justin's jeans open. He got Justin's jeans open and gave them a quick hard yank that tugged them down. Justin's dick sprang forth slapping hard against his stomach where his t- shirt had ridden up. Brian leered seductively. He gave his coral lips a lick. Justin's eyes grew very wide. He squirmed on the bed and began to pant so much so he was in danger of hyperventilating. Brian was going to put his mouth on his penis! The thought alone made him want to cum. Brian pressed hard against the base of Justin's dick. Justin yelped startled.

"Whoa there, quick draw. We don't want you to go off before we even get started."

Brian rubbed Justin's thighs and kissed him slowly till he calmed down a bit. Brian lapped at the very tip of Justin's cock. The contact made Justin shudder. He felt extremely naughty but it felt so incredible, so warm. Justin was embarrassed as his legs fell open wider of their own accord. Brian lapped at Justin's leaking slit. The boy tasted amazing, so sweet he couldn't get enough. He kissed the head then moved on tracing along the veins with the tip of his tongue. Justin's whimpers and moans were sweet music to his ears. His dick was straining in his jeans. He popped the buttons one handed and his dick sprang forth. He sighed around Justin's dick; that was much better. Brian trailed lower and nuzzled Justin's sack with his nose before he took one ball in his mouth sucking on it till it was wet and shiny. Brian couldn't help smiling when he felt Justin's hand running through his hair. He was whispering his name.

"Brian."

He could tell that Justin needed to get off soon. "Mmm, you're about ready to pop. Want me to suck you till you explode?"

"God yes!" Justin writhed on the bed.

Brian made his mouth wet and took him in. He relaxed his throat swallowing him whole. His nose rested in Justin's blond fluff. Justin's toes curled and he clenched the sheets tightly in his fists. It was almost too intense for him. He knew he was very close to spilling his seed; he needed to warn Brian.

"Brian ooohhh I….. I Mmmm cum!"

Brian released his dick to reassure him. "It's ok I want you to. Justin, cum for me."

Brian dove down and swallowed him whole. He tightened his throat muscles and swallowed around Justin's cock. Justin couldn't take it anymore. He screamed as Brian's mouth flooded with his creamy goodness.

"Ooooh Brian ooooh!"

He couldn't stop trembling. Brian savored all that Justin gave him. He saved a little for Justin. He wanted to share it with the boy. Brian smiled as he watched Justin twitch and tremble. He moved in to kiss him but Justin balked at the thought of tasting himself and turned his face away.

"Go on, taste it. I want to share it with you."

Justin reluctantly parted his lips at Brian's persistent nudging. Brian snaked his tongue in transferring the bit of cum that he saved. Justin wasn't sure if he liked the taste or not. He was curious how Brian would taste and blushed at the thought. Brian pulled Justin into his arms.

"How did you like your first blow job?"

Justin buried his face in Brian's shoulder still a bit embarrassed. "I liked it a lot. It felt so amazing."

"I aim to please. I think we're a bit over dressed, don't you?"

Brian tugged off his shirt tossing it on the floor with his jeans not far behind. Justin sat there watching Brain undress. He'd never seen another fully naked man before. He blushed and tore his eyes away; he was already quite aroused. Brian grabbed Justin's chin and made him look him in the eye.

"Justin, there is no reason to be shy around me. You have a beautiful body; don't be embarrassed."

"I… I know. It's just I've never been naked in front of another man before."

"I've already seen your dick, Justin."

Slowly Justin pulled off his hoodie shirt. Brian made short work of pulling his jeans off. The clothes were tossed over the side of the bed. Justin wanted to shield himself from Brian's roving eyes; he felt so exposed. Brian pulled him into his arms and caressed his back and sides. He loved the skin on skin contact without the barrier of clothes. He let his own hands wander lightly over Brian's body. Brian laid back and let Justin explore his body as much as he liked. The boy needed experience and he was willing to provide all the hands on training Justin could handle.

Justin loved the feel of Brian's strong chest under the pads of his fingers. He tweaked Brian's nipples then giggled. Brian chuckled along with him. Justin accidentally found one of Brian's ticklish spots along his side and remembered that for future reference. He liked it when Brian laughed. He didn't do enough of it. He wanted to touch Brian again. Justin boldly wrapped his artistic fingers around Brian's shaft. Brian groaned in anticipation. He was more than ready to cum but he would let Justin have his fun. He stroked Brian like how he would stroke his own member. Brian couldn't help arching his back and pressing up into Justin's hand. He didn't know why but it felt a hundred times better when Justin touched him. No trick could do this to him, make him feel this way. Justin rubbed his slit making it gape open. Brian hissed and bit his lip.

"Oh God, you're trying to kill me, faster, harder!"

Justin picked up the pace flogging Brian's meat. Sweat broke out all over Brian's toned body. He stiffened arching his back deep and came with a low grunt. His cum splashed over his chest, stomach and drenched Justin's hand. Justin smiled at his accomplishment. Brian had looked so beautiful when he came. Justin leaned down and kissed a still panting Brian. "You get a gold star, Sunny boy." He took Justin's hand and licked his cum off his delicate fingers causing the teen to blush and squirm, never taking his eyes off the brilliant blue orbs. Brian was hungry to taste Justin's other delicacy. Justin's ass was made to be rimmed and fucked. "Roll over."

"Um why?" Justin asked curiously.

"I want to eat out your hole."

Justin's eyes widened in startled confusion. "You want to do what?"

Brian edged closer to him. "I want to stick my tongue up your sweet tight ass."

Justin scooted away so fast he nearly fell off the bed. Brian grabbed him by the wrist before he could fall. Justin's blush deepened to a rose color. Brian had to be kidding. No one would willingly want to put their tongue there.

"Brian, that's disgusting. You're kidding, right?"

Brian smirked and shook his head. "It's called rimming; not everyone does it. I'm extremely picky where I put my tongue. Your ass was made for rimming and fucking. It's so perfect. Will you let me? If you don't like it and you want me to stop all you have to do is tell me. That goes for everything we do. If you don't like something I'll stop. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

Justin looked like he was considering it.

"Hey, what have you got to lose? It's my tongue that's going up your ass. It'll feel really good; I promise."

Justin nodded slightly. "Ok, what do I have to do?"

"That's easy just roll over." Brian snatched up a pillow. "Lift your hips." Brian propped up Justin's hips. Justin was a bountiful feast before him. Brian's mouth watered at the site of Justin's full ass ready for the taking. He nudged Justin's legs open a bit more. Brian leaned in and kissed the small of Justin's back. "Just relax."

He palmed Justin's ass squeezing it firmly. Parting his cheeks he got a good look at the delicacy that awaited him. Justin's petal pink bud was clenched tight. Brian licked down Justin's crack. He heard Justin gasp. When he didn't hear any protesting he continued. He let his tongue wander in lazy patterns edging toward his pucker but then darting away. After a few minutes of that he couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He slowly dragged his tongue over Justin's virgin bud. Justin gasped and mewled into the pillow he had clutched tightly in his hands. Brian buried his face in Justin's creamy mounds bathing the petals of Justin's hole with his spit. Justin humped the pillow underneath him.

When he leaned up to catch his breath he looked down at his handy work. Justin's hole looked like a blooming rose covered in morning dew. "Now you know what rimming is." He stiffened his tongue and pressed firmly against Justin's hole seeking entrance. He felt his tongue slide in. Justin made cute squeaking noises. Justin arched his back panting; there was no way he wasn't going to hell for this. He was a very wicked boy. Brian fucked Justin's ass with his tongue repeatedly. He wanted to fuck Justin but he was pretty sure the boy wasn't ready for that. He flipped Justin over by pushing on his hip. He smiled at Justin's glazed over eyes.

"Why did you stop?"

"I want to fuck you, Justin, but I don't know if you're ready. I don't want to push you into something you don't want to do."

Daphne had asked him a million times if he and Brian had fucked. He wasn't exactly sure what that all entailed.

"Um, what exactly do you mean?"

Brian looked down at him confused. "What do you mean what do I mean? You don't have the slightest idea what fucking between men means, do you?"

Justin squirmed uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, no. Daphne never told me. I kinda thought we were doing it already."

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "No, that's only the prelude." He couldn't be upset with Justin. He had assumed that Justin already knew about sex between men. How could he not living with Deb? "Do you know how fucking is done between a man and a woman?"

Justin nodded. "Yes, of course."

"Well how do you think men fuck?"

Justin wrinkled his nose in thought. "I don't know. I never got that part. I thought it was impossible."

"I stick my dick up your ass, Justin; that's how it's done." Brian was nothing if blunt and to the point.

Justin shot up off the bed covering his butt with both hands. "No way, you're too big. It won't fit!"

Brian chuckled. "Yes it will. Look, if you're not ready, we'll just stick to jerking each other off."

Justin grimaced. "Won't it hurt?"

"Your first time, fuck yeah it'll hurt like a motherfucker. I'll go slow though and be as gentle as I can. I want to make your first time special, one you'll never forget."

The thought of Brian inside him like that scared him. He knew Brain wouldn't hurt him on purpose and would be gentle with him. It was the admitted pain that had him scared. He didn't want to hurt especially THERE. Brian stretched out on the bed waiting. He would let Justin come to him and let him dictate how the rest of the evening would go. Soon Brian felt the bed dip down beside him. Justin curled up next to him.

"I know you'd never hurt me, Brian, but I'm scared."

Brian pulled him into his arms and ran his fingers through Justin's long hair. It's your call, Justin. If you're not ready then we won't fuck."

"I trust you; could you just go really slow?"

"I said I would."

Brian stretched out on top of Justin kissing him softly, willing him to relax. Brian sat up on his haunches; he spread Justin's legs wide apart. Justin watched every move he made with wide innocent eyes. Brian got the lube and a condom. "Justin, are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes, I want to experience everything with you."

Brian squirted a good amount of lube onto his fingers. He warmed it up to make Justin more comfortable. Brian caressed Justin's inner thigh. "I'm going to use my fingers first to get you ready, open you up. Just relax and breathe and you'll be fine."

Brian took the tip of his finger and placed it at Justin's entrance. Instead of just pushing in he massaged Justin's hole. He wanted Justin to open up to him naturally. He could see Justin's eyes fluttering in pleasure; little sighs escaped his full lips. As Justin relaxed, the tip of Brian's finger slid in easily. Justin gasped as he felt Brian's finger enter him. It didn't hurt but it took his breath away. Justin was surprised that it actually felt good to him. His dick was erect and leaking on his stomach. Justin surprised himself a little by pushing back against Brian's finger.

Brian smirked. "Feel good?"

"Oh my, yes!"

Brian's tongue crept into his cheek and he curled his finger just so, looking for that one spot that would set Justin on fire. He stroked the spot and Justin shrieked arching off the bed trembling. Whatever Brian had done caused him intense pleasure. So intense he felt like if he didn't cum instantly he would die.

"Remember that spot; that's your prostate. You'll get that same reaction every time it's touched."

"Wow," was all Justin could manage.

Brian added a second finger working it in. Justin could start to feel the pinch but it still felt good. He wanted to touch himself but resisted the temptation. As if reading his mind Brian spoke. "The next time you're jerking yourself off slide a finger up your ass. It makes it ten times better."

Justin couldn't help blushing. Brian added a third finger, stretching him open. He scissored his fingers. Justin hissed and winced but didn't complain. He wasn't exactly sure Brian would fit. Fingers were one thing but Brian was a little more than nine inches. Brian lifted Justin's legs up onto his shoulders.

"Ok, let's see if you were paying attention. It's Kinney quiz time." He tore open the wrapper with his teeth and held out the condom. "Put it on my dick."

Justin took the latex disk from Brian and carefully rolled it on Brian's thick member. Brian couldn't help smirking at Justin's total concentration. Justin's pink little tongue peeped out of his mouth. He focused on doing the task right. When he got it on he smiled up at Brian showing the first signs of pride that he had done it. "Good work, Sunny boy." Brian lubed up his dick so it would be real slick. He placed himself at Justin's entrance. "Are you ready?"

Justin hesitated for only a moment then nodded.

"Just remember to relax and breathe. If you need me to stop I will."

Brian slowly pushed in. Justin's face twisted in pain. His mouth opened in a silent scream. Tears sprang to his eyes. Brian bit his lip; Justin was so tight. He managed to get the head of his dick in. Justin was squeezing him so tight it was painful but not nearly the amount of pain that Justin was feeling. Justin was making little whimpering noises. Brian rubbed Justin's stomach to get the boy to relax. He noticed Justin had lost his erection with the pain of entrance.

"You're ok Justin, its ok. Relax and breathe, do you want me to stop?"

"No," Justin whimpered in a little boy voice.

When Justin settled down Brian pushed in a bit more but soon had to stop. Justin was tightening up and fighting him. Brian rocked his hips a little and waited for Justin to relax.

"Oh God, it hurts so much," Justin cried.

Brian thumbed away a tear. "I know baby, but it does get better. Stop clenching your muscles so tight."

"I can't help it."

Brian gritted his teeth. Virgins, they could be so frustrating. This was one cherry he was determined to pick. He knew he would be rewarded for his patience. Brian edged forward but was met with resistance. "Justin, you're fighting me and you're not relaxing. Do you want me to stop?"

"Yes, no, I don't know. Is it supposed to feel like this? It feels like I have to go."

"That's because I have my dick halfway up your ass. Ok, let's try something different. I want you to use your muscles and push down."

"Huh? I don't understand."

"Push down like your taking a crap only you won't cuz my dick is there. Just trust me."

Justin blushed at Brian's bluntness but gave it a try. Brian fell on top of him to the hilt. "Good boy." Brian kissed Justin as a reward. He kissed Justin's lips and caressed his stomach. It took all of his will not to begin thrusting till Justin was ready. He interlaced his hand with Justin's linking them together. Justin felt like his butt had been split open. He was full to capacity. Justin thought the pain would never end. As Brian kissed and caressed and held him, slowly the pain faded away to a dull ache. His erection came back with renewed strength. Brian relished Justin's velvety vise like tightness. When Brian noticed Justin's death grip on the sheets loosen he began to thrust slowly within him.

"Oooohhhh Brian."

"Feel good?"

Justin nodded eagerly. "Yes."

Brian kissed him as he fucked him gently below. He took his time and drew it out savoring the intense tightness. Justin got into it by lifting his hips on instinct. This wasn't fucking; it was making love. Brian had never taken such exquisite care of someone else before. This scared him a bit. He swiveled his hips to hit upon all of Justin's sensitive spots. Brian thrust faster; he was more than ready to cum and so was Justin. He jerked Justin off in time to his thrusts. He made sure his dick dragged against his prostate on every withdrawal. Sweat rained down on Justin like a warm shower. He could feel that electric tingle in his spine. His muscles clenched hard and he was suddenly cuming hard and fast with an intensity he never felt before. Brian shuddered above him. He felt his butt grow suddenly warm and knew that Brian was cuming also. God it felt so wonderful. Brian blew his load like a gunshot blast. He grunted as his cum blasted out of him in long heavy streams. The condom filled rapidly.

Brian didn't want to crush Justin so at the last second he had enough strength left to roll to the side bringing Justin with him. Justin lay limply on his chest trying to catch his breath. He waited till he softened a little before he withdrew. Justin fussed a little at the sudden loss. Brian admired the load in the condom, it nearly exceeded capacity. He carefully tied it off and flung it into the trashcan by the bed. Justin snuggled against Brian and surprisingly he didn't mind one bit.

"Thank you for sharing that with me."

Brian kissed his temple. "It should be me thanking you." Brian pulled up the duvet around them. They drifted off to sleep twined together in a lover's knot.

The next morning Justin awoke to intense hazel eyes watching him.

"Good morning, Brian," he said shyly.

"Morning, how are you feeling?"

Justin stretched his muscles then winced. "Mmm sore, but it kinda feels nice. I can still feel you inside me." Justin ducked his head blushing.

Brian lifted his chin and kissed him softly. "I've got just the thing for that, a nice hot shower for two. Come on; we have time before I drop you off at the diner for your shift."

Justin hobbled to the bathroom where Brian was losing the battle of trying not to laugh at the boy while he adjusted the water. Justin was still a bit shy being naked around Brian. He didn't know why after all they shared the night before. Brian soaped Justin up head to toe. He loved touching Justin; he was so soft and smooth. Justin boldly returned the favor. Brian washed Justin's long silky hair with his sweet smelling French shampoo. Before they were done Brian showed Justin that the shower was also good for more than Justin getting clean. They got downright dirty too.

Brian didn't give it a second thought when he strolled into the diner holding hands with Justin. It just felt natural and right. He only let go when Justin went behind the counter to put on an apron. Brian walked over to where the gang was all gathered and bellowed for his morning coffee. When Deb looked at Justin she instantly knew what Justin had done the night before. Her Sunshine was glowing.

"Oh Sunshine, you did it! You took it up the ass like a man." She wiped a tear from her eye. "Why did it have to be with that asshole?"

Justin was mortified and shocked. How could Debbie know? "I don't know what you're talking about" Justin murmured quietly hoping Debbie would just drop it.

She nudged his shoulder. "So how was he? I bet you're real sore today."

"Just leave me alone," he cried.

He carried a pot of coffee to the back table where Brian was. Justin poured Brian's coffee with a trembling hand. He didn't want people to know what he had done with Brian last night. It was private and special; he didn't want to share that with anyone.

Emmett gasped and clapped his hands. "Oh baby, way to go! Our little boy's all grown up." He dabbed at a tear. "You're absolutely glowing."

Michael screeched like a banshee out of ex lax. "Brian, how could you fuck him? He's just a stupid kid. I bet he didn't even know his ass from a hole in the ground. "

Michael drew the attention of the other diners. Justin wanted to crawl into a hole and die. He hastily sat the coffee pot on the table and fled to the staff bathroom. Brian glared with murder in his eyes at everyone.

"You just couldn't keep your fucking mouths shut, could you? That was downright cruel to embarrass him like that."

Brian stormed off to go check on Justin. Daphne entered the diner just as Brian was stomping away. The diner was in near silence. Daphne slid in beside Emmett.

"What's going on?"

Emmett couldn't hold back the gossip. "Brian fucked Justin last night. We all kinda made a big deal out of it and princess got a wee bit embarrassed. The big bad wolf is pissed as hell."

Michael crossed his arms over his chest pouting. "I can't believe he'd fuck that kid."

"I think they make a great couple," Daphne stated.

Michael came back with his tried worn out old standard. "Brian doesn't do boyfriends."

Emmett rolled his eyes at that.

Daphne shot back, "Just because he'll never do you, doesn't mean he can't have Justin."

"You go girl," Emmett cheered.

Brian found Justin trembling in a corner of the bathroom tears running down his face. Brian pulled him into a hug, caressing the hair at the nape of his neck and rubbing his back softly. Just being in Brian's arms comforted him.

"How did they know? They couldn't possibly know."

Brian shrugged "You are wearing the same clothes as yesterday. We came in together and Emmett's right, you're absolutely glowing." He fingered Justin's long locks. "You look beautiful."

"I didn't want everyone to know. What you and I did was private. I don't want to share that with anyone."

"What can I say? My friends are a bunch of insensitive assholes. Who gives a fuck what they think? Don't let them get to you. They're just jealous that you had a more fabulous night than they did." Brian kissed him once more. "Take a couple of minutes and wash your face. I'll take care of that pack of jackals out there. When you come out no one will give you shit."

Justin sniffed and smiled at Brian.

When Brian reappeared his Irish temper flared again. "When Justin comes out, so help me God, you will not give him shit about last night. Not. One. Word. That goes for the rest of you too." He addressed the entire diner that happened to be listening in. He threw some cash on the table leaving Justin a big tip, then was out the door before the teen appeared.

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