Make the Wrong Things Right

Chapter 3

Outside Babylon Brian was in a horny/ playful mood. He wrapped his arms around Justin and breathed into his ear. "I'm gonna fuck you; I'm gonna fuck you all night long." They kissed each other with pent up desire.

Justin smiled. "Don't you ever get enough?"

Brian rubbed his body up against him. "There's never enough of a good thing."

Justin turned serious. "I was thinking we could go away together for the weekend, to Vermont. We could stay at a cozy little inn with a fireplace."

Brian remembered the last time this same conversation took place; he teased him before he accepted. This time around he'd just play it honest. "I would like very much to go away with you but how about a week instead of a weekend?"

Justin's eye's lit up. "Are you serious?" Brian held him close. "Yes, I want to be with you. Look something might come up at work but we are definitely going to Vermont, ok."

"This is going to be great!" Justin beamed.

Tangled up in each other, they leaned against the jeep kissing and grinding up against each other. As Brian pulled away he said, "Do you think we can make it home or am I going to have to get in the back of the jeep?"

Justin cupped his crotch. "I don't know, I think it'll be a close call."

They really did try to make it home but Brian did have to pull the jeep over to relieve some of the tension. When he was with Justin he felt so young, so alive. Life was worth living and everything made sense.

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The next few days were hell but since he already lived them once he knew what to expect. What was expected of him and how to act. He met with his boss Ryder and it came as no surprise that he wasn't up for promotion. Ryder had stabbed him in the back by selling the company to Gardner Vance.

Brian suffered through the meeting with Vance. This time around he wasn't too worried. He knew what he had to do to save his job. He didn't tip his hand to Vance though. He'd let it be a surprise when he landed the Brown Athletics account. Brian remembered how the first meeting went. How absolutely helpless he felt when all his hard work and awards didn't seem to be enough to save his job. He remembered walking out of the meeting, past his assistant who thought for sure he'd just made partner. He just breezed past, went to the men's room and threw up what little he had for breakfast.

He had a quick meeting with Cynthia. He told her his plan. Vance always wanted Brown Athletics but never got the account, but he would. He had her make all the arrangements. He told her it didn't matter that Mr. Brown didn't accept unsolicited pitches. The Kinney charm would do the trick.

When Brian came home to the loft he knew he had to tread lightly. Justin was expecting to go to Vermont but he had to go to Chicago. This time he'd just take time to explain, he'd only be gone a day. Then they could be together.

Brian pulled out a suitcase and started packing. Justin assumed he was packing for Vermont not business. Brian sat on the bed and pulled Justin onto his lap. "I have to go to Chicago on business."

Justin's eye's closed with disappointment. "Oh."

Brian held him close and looked into his blue orbs, his gaze never wavering. "Ryder sold the company. My new boss fired everyone and I have to prove that I'm worthy to stay. I'll only be gone a day. I promise and you know I never break my promises. We'll go to Vermont when I get back. Don't go without me."

Justin frowned. "Why would I do that?"

Brian sighed, "In case you get tired of waiting for me."

Justin snuggled into him. "Never, I'd wait for you forever."

Brian kissed his forehead. "Glad to hear it."

Justin asked, "Are you worried you'll loose your job?"

Brian looked down at the hard wood floor and sighed. "At first yeah, I was terrified but I know what I have to do. I have to go to Chicago and get that account."

Justin nodded. "I understand."

Brian looked at him seriously. "Do you really?"

"Yes, your job is very important to you."

Brian kissed him softly on the lips, "You're important to me too."

Justin smiled his Sunshine smile. "Good to know, now get finished packing. You got a plane to catch."

When Brian was all packed and ready he kissed Justin several times and got Justin's solemn promise that he would be there waiting for him when he got home.

Airport security was a bear. He had to practically strip to finally appease the metal detectors. Not that he would have minded being nude in an airport full of people, he was Brian Kinney for fuck's sake. The stewardesses predictably flirted with him through the whole flight. The next time he flew he'd have Justin with him, then he'd give them a show they wouldn't soon forget. He supposed the attention wasn't so bad. It earned him little bottles of Beam and other assorted liquor, which to an Irishman was all good.

Since Brian had already previously "Worked" for the information he knew exactly where and when to find Mr. Brown for lunch. He had to admit fucking the assistant on the copy machine was kinda hot. He wondered how the copies had come out and if they had made their way through the office circuit. Brian shook his head, no more he promised himself he'd be true to Justin. At least he'd try. He knew there'd be slip up's probably for both of them; it happened. He owed it to himself and to Justin to give it a shot.

Even though Brian had already been through the impromptu meeting he was still nervous when he met Mr. Brown. He kept his cool and worked his magic and enjoyed his steak. Everything had gone as planned. He landed the Brown account and he finally made partner.

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Brian stood outside his loft door with his suitcase slung over a shoulder and a bottle of champagne in his hand. Justin had promised he'd be here and he would be. He unlocked the heavy door and stepped inside. He called out to Justin. "Hey Sunshine, come congratulate me; your partner just made partner!" He looked around the loft. Fear gripped his heart. He didn't see or hear Justin. He set down his suitcase and put the champagne on the counter.

Then he let out a little sigh of relief when he saw Justin coming out of the bathroom, a red towel around his waist. His skin glistened from his shower. Justin happily threw himself into Brian's arms. Brian was tackled by a wet teenager and he loved every minute of it.

Justin was rubbing up against him like a happy horny little puppy. "Did you just say I was your partner?"

Brian chuckled, "Always thinking of your self; yes I did. I also made partner."

Justin kissed him deeply. "Oh Brian, I'm so proud of you. You work so hard and I know how badly you wanted this." Justin backed away. "Oh shit! I got your suit all wet, I'm sorry."

Brian pulled him closer. "I don't mind, I like you all wet and slippery." Brian's hand crept under Justin's towel cupping his balls. He began to massage them with his hand. Justin arched his back with a moan. Justin found Brian's zipper and freed his hard dick. Justin's towel fell to the floor. He kicked it out of the way as he sank to his knees taking Brian's cock into his mouth. He worshipped it and licked it from tip to base. He let it fill his mouth and throat.

Brian was hanging on to the counter for balance. This was a great welcome home present. One of Justin's blowjobs was like a religious experience. His tongue could do delicious things to him. At the moment Justin was teasing his slit, lapping at it. He made him ache. Then Justin slid his mouth down Brian's pole. Brian came down Justin's throat with a cry of ecstasy. Justin got to his feet licking his lips like a cat who just had a saucer of cream.

Justin got out two glasses and poured the champagne. Brian held his up. "To us."

Justin was stunned for a moment then smiled, "To us." They clinked glasses and drank.

Justin threw on a pair of sweatpants while Brain changed out of his suit and got into some worn jeans. They sat on the couch cuddling. Tomorrow they would be in Vermont. "I got some bad news, baby. Vance won't let me take off a week although I damn well deserve it. We'll have the weekend which if you think about it is what you originally proposed."

"Brian, I don't care. I just want some alone time with you. I'll take what I can get."

"We'll take that vacation together. A nice long vacation anywhere you want. That fucking Vance has me proving myself over and over like I just graduated form business school. I never thought I'd say this but Ryder was better to work with."

"You'll show him how great you are," Justin said confidently.

Brian kissed his soft blond locks, "Thank you, baby. On the bright side I don't have to deal with those two screwup's Bob and Brad. It still amazes me that they could get as far as they did. They were talentless morons."

"Not everyone can have your brilliance." Justin smiled and nipped at his ear.

Justin had their bags already packed so all there was left to do was wrestle under the sheets, Justin let Brian win. After their bed sport they slept in each others arms holding each other close. Two souls came together entwined by their love.

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The flight to Vermont was uneventful, although Justin wouldn't stop bothering him about trying out the mile high club. Brian found other ways to entertain his baby on the flight.

Brian really did want to spend alone time with Justin. He never got to see him because their schedules conflicted. The only time they got to see each other for any extended length of time was the weekends. Then Brian always had an account to go over or some last minute paperwork to be done. Justin had wanted to stay at an Inn but Brian put a proposal on the table. A friend of a friend had a cabin in a nice secluded spot. No people, woodsy, peace and quiet. Justin didn't have to be convinced; he was sold on the idea.

The trip to the cabin was a quiet one because Justin fell asleep. The heater in the car was cranked up high to battle the chilly day. Justin could fall asleep any place that was warm. Throughout the drive Brian stole glances at his sleeping boy. He looked like a little angel curled up in his seat.

Brian followed the snowy winding road up to the cabin. All in all it wasn't a bad place. It looked more like a modern home than a cabin. The cabin was done in big boulder stone work. Brian parked the car then leaned over and gently kissed Justin awake. Brian was pleased when he saw that Justin seemed to like the cabin. Brian carried the bags while Justin unlocked the door for him.

Everything had been prepared for their arrival. The heat and electricity was turned on and the fridge and pantry were well stocked. It was a good thing Justin was a good cook or they'd both starve out in the wilderness.

Justin eagerly checked out the bedroom and came out chuckling. "Oh Brian how will you survive the weekend there's only a full size bed in there."

Brian smirked, "Sounds nice and cozy." Then he leered. "It'll be a tight fit but I'm sure we'll manage, we always do." Justin's cheeks turned pink. "You are so bad."

Justin tugged at Brian's belt loops. "Come on let's go exploring, I bet it's really pretty out there."

"Only if you promise not to let me freeze my balls off."

Justin smiled and gave him a caress. "Your balls are safe with me."

They held hands as they walked through the snow. The air was fresh and crisp. They followed a little trail through the forest. Justin snuggled close to Brian for warmth. The pine trees were lightly dusted with snow. They stopped in a clearing and took in the panoramic view of nature at its best. Justin reached up and pulled Brian down to his level and softly kissed him building up the intensity slowly. When Justin pulled away for air he looked over Brian's shoulder and gave a little gasp. Brian quickly turned. Justin whispered, "Look, a deer!"

The deer observed them from afar then beat a hasty retreat into the woods. Justin smiled "I've never seen a deer that close before, ok ever."

They started back to the cabin when Brian got playful. Justin was walking ahead of him so he bent down and covertly made a snowball, took aim and let it fly. It hit Justin on the back of the neck. Some of the cold chunks fell under the collar of his jacket. He yelped and turned around to see a big smile on Brian's face.

Justin picked the snow out of his collar smiling. "Ok, you want to start a war; you got one." Justin bent down and made a snowball. Brian already had another made and as soon as Justin stood up it hit him in the chest. He flung his snowball but somehow Brian dodged it.

They took turns pelting each other with snowballs. Brian seemed to be winning when Justin decided to spice things up a bit. He called a truce on the snowball war. He approached Brian and dropped to his knees before him. Justin unzipped Brian's jeans and took out the prized piece. Brian flinched at the sudden cold, then gasped as Justin's hot mouth sheathed his dick. The dual sensations of hot and cold were too much, moans escaped his red lips. Justin licked the underside of his cock paying particular attention to the sensitive spot just underneath the head. He felt Brian tremor. His mouth was filled with his creamy essence. He swallowed some and kept the rest in his mouth. He gently tucked Brian's cock back in. When they kissed Justin passed the remainder of his pearly cum to him. Justin whispered, "How did you like that snowball?"

Tongue in cheek he said, "You win."

They were shivering when they got back to the cabin. Brian knelt down and started a fire in the fireplace. Justin went into the kitchen to chop vegetables for soup. Brian came in and sat watching him. He liked to watch Justin cook. Sometimes he helped with simple tasks but for the most part he just watched. It relaxed them both.

While the soup cooked they went into the living room and cuddled up on the couch. Justin sat between Brian's long legs. He laid his head on his chest. Brian wrapped his arms around him holding him tight.

Justin sighed, "This is nice. I could get used to this."

"You turning into a country boy now?"

"It's just different from the city. Don't you get tired of all the noise and the people?"

Brian sighed, "I suppose sometimes I do."

Justin turned serious. "Why don't you celebrate holidays?"

"I suppose I stopped celebrating because every time it was just one big let down after another. My parents fought all the time. It was worse around holidays and birthdays. My dear old Dad always said it wasn't worth the big production. I just got tired of all their crap. I figured if I didn't celebrate anything and didn't expect anything then I wouldn't get hurt and life would be more bearable."

Justin snuggled into his arms. "You must have been so lonely."

"I got by."

They sat down and had their soup. They talked about how Justin liked working on the comic book. Brian shared his hopes and fears for the new agency. Justin expressed an interest to maybe one day draw designs for ad campaigns, which pleased Brian to no end. He knew Justin would be great in whatever he did. He was always so proud of him.

After the table was cleared and the dishes done Justin sat on the floor with his sketch book. He wanted to sketch the cabin and the forest. He wanted lots of sketches to remember this wonderful moment. Seeing that Justin was content in his sketching, he watched him for a while. After a while he got out his book that he packed. He stretched out on the couch and read. When he finished a chapter he felt the familiar throb of his head when he read too much. Brian snuck a look over at Justin who was happily drawing away. He covertly slipped on his new wire rimmed glasses and continued to read.

Justin looked up from one of many sketches to see the most erotic thing ever, Brian reading a book with wire framed glasses. The rims shone silver in the firelight. He quickly flipped to a fresh page in his sketch book. He had to capture this moment at all costs. Although Brian was making him seriously horny. One of his sexual weaknesses was guys in wire framed glasses. Justin's hand flew across the page. Drawing Brian came as second nature. He wondered when Brian had gotten glasses. Were they new or had he had them for years? Justin squirmed as his hard on pressed against his jeans begging for release.

Justin got up and moved silently to the couch. He straddled Brian startling him. Embarrassed he quickly tried to remove the glasses; he didn't want Justin to see them. Justin grabbed his hand. "Leave them on. God, you're making me horny." He ground his hips against Brian's.

"You're always horny."

Justin leaned in to kiss him. "Wire rim glasses have always made me hot. You look so sexy in them."

Brian arched a brow. "If I would have known they'd make you this hot I would have worn them sooner."

"So they're new then?"

Brian nodded. "Yeah, I started getting a lot of headaches. Looking at all those ads and files it's a lot of eye strain."

Justin nibbled along Brian's neck. "Take me to bed and fuck me!" Brian lifted Justin up off him and stood up and swung Justin over his shoulder carrying him to the bedroom. He faked tossing him on the bed but at the last minute he laid him down gently. Clothes were dropped wherever they landed.

Brian took a jar out of his bag. It was strawberries and cream edible lotion. He planned to give Justin a rubdown he wouldn't soon forget. He ordered Justin to lay down on his stomach. He straddled the boy and dipped his fingers into the cream. The smell was heavenly. He started at Justin's shoulders rubbing the muscles till they were nice and relaxed. He heard Justin sigh.

Brian's hands trailed down his back and cupped his young firm ass. He rubbed the lotion over his cheeks and between his crack, then he had Justin flip over. He spread the lotion over Justin's smooth hairless chest. Brian tweaked his nipples making him squirm with delight. His hands roamed over his inner thighs. Justin thrust his hips into the air begging to be touched, sucked, anything. Brian began the task of licking every inch of his body. The strawberry flavor exploded in his mouth mingling with Justin's own essence. It was the finest delicacy he'd ever had. He let his tongue roam over his back trailing lower and lower with each pass. He licked Justin's crack, delving into the creamy cheeks. Brian began to rim Justin, curling and curving his tongue for the maximum pleasure. Justin was clutching the sheets in his fists writhing and moaning in pleasure. Brian's tongue entered him and began fucking his hole. One last drag of his tongue sent him over the edge. Justin came, his thick creamy cum splattering his chest and the sheets.

Justin was still panting when Brian grabbed his ankles and put them over his shoulders. Justin noticed that Brian had taken off his glasses at some point in the fun. "Brian, I want you to fuck me with your glasses on." Brian smirked. He grabbed a condom from the night stand and snagged his glasses. He slipped on his glasses and the condom. "Anything to make my boy happy."

He filled Justin with his hot throbbing cock. When he was buried to the hilt he leaned in for a kiss. His thrusts were slow and even. He took a deep breath. The room smelled of fresh strawberries and sex. He'd never be able to look at another strawberry without associating it with Justin's hot little body. Brian grabbed Justin's cock and began jacking him off. He was already hard again. Justin reached up and touched his face lovingly smiling his sunny smile.

Brian picked up the pace thrusting deeper and staying there longer. He was barely pulling out. He just kept himself deeply embedded in Justin wanting to stay this way forever. To him this was home. Brian wanted to curl up in Justin's warmth and stay with him for as long as possible. They both came at the same time which happened a lot. They were deeply connected to each other.

Brian laid down in a heap next to Justin cradling him in his arms. He never thought he'd want to hold someone so much. He'd never been touched or held as much till he met Justin. All this time he didn't know what he was missing. He knew he'd never do this with anyone else.

The next morning they showered. They indulged in a high protein breakfast that they found nutritious and delicious. The day was cold and chilly so they dressed warmly in sweaters and jeans.

Justin had found a sturdy wooden sled while exploring the cabin. Justin asked "I suppose you're to cool to go sledding with me." Brian came over and took his hand.

"I haven't been sledding in a very long time."

"When was the last time you went?" Brian searched his memory. "I was maybe eight or nine. I can't remember where the place was but they had this huge hill. It was fun, cold as hell though."

They went outside and found a good sized hill on the property. Justin got on first while Brian got the sled going, them he jumped on back. He wrapped his long legs around Justin and held him in his arms. He smiled into Justin's neck. He hoped after this vacation they could do fun stuff like this more often. If his friends could see him now they'd think he'd lost his mind or come to his senses depending on who you talked to.

"You should take Gus sledding; he'd love it. Pull him around on one of those baby sleds."

Brian held him close. "Yeah we could take him then I'd have both my babies with me."

Justin smiled "I'd like that."

They spent the afternoon building a snowman. When Justin wasn't looking Brian built the snowman some anatomy. The snowman was well hung. When Justin noticed he burst out laughing.

"Is that all you ever think about?"

"I can't help it; something was missing," Brain joked. Justin slapped him on the ass.

Brian tried to teach Justin the fine art of writing your name in the snow. Brian wrote his full name in perfect script. Justin lacked technique and only got as far as the T in Taylor.

Before they had to fly back to glorious Pittsburgh Justin sketched some more of the cabin and Brian. Sitting on the floor crosslegged Justin looked up from his sketch pad. "When we get back to Pittsburgh things will go back to the way they were, won't they?"

Brian came over and sat next to him. "What do you mean?"

"The clubbing and tricking, not having time to see each other."

Brian slipped his arm around his waist. "You'll have school, I'll have work. We'll just have to figure out a schedule that works. As for the tricking I've cut back a lot. I just can't get this little blonde twink out of my system; he's all I crave."

Justin kissed him. "I think that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me."

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Brian came home weary from work. He had that stupid steakhouse campaign ad. Thank God he already knew what it would be so he didn't have to waste time thinking about it. He took off his suit coat and yanked off his tie. Justin was drawing on his computer. Brian came up behind him and put his arms around him. "Hi honey. I'm home. How was your day?"

Justin looked at him skeptically. "You really want to know?"

"Yes."

Justin looked back at the computer screen. "I got a new assignment in art class. I'm kinda stuck. I don't know where to begin."

Brian leered. "When in doubt draw my cock. You've done hundreds of pictures of it." Justin cracked a smile.

"That old thing, nah I need something new."

Brian squeezed the back of his neck. "You hurt its feelings; it won't feel like playing."

Brian picked up a flyer on the desk. It was advertising the school's art fair. "How come you didn't tell me about this?"

Justin shrugged. "I just figured you'd be too busy or too tired to want to go."

"Is your work going to be displayed?" Brian asked.

"Yes"

"Then I want to be there. I want to see my baby's work. Justin, I want you to know that you come first. It doesn't matter how busy I am. I'll always make time for you. I'll always be there when you need me. Ok let me make a correction, you and Gus come first. You're the two most important people in my life."

Justin grabbed his face. "Are you high? How come you're being so nice?"

"Being an asshole all the time takes work. Would you prefer the old me?"

"Change is good," Justin said quickly.

Brian purred in Justin's ear. "Speaking of change how about I fuck you against the support beam."

Justin cooed, "Ooh sounds kinky."

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Brian kept his promise and went to the college art fair with Justin. They held hands and looked at all the paintings. Brian wanted to see Justin's right off but Justin made him wait. Brian got to meet Justin's art teacher. Justin led him over to his work of art. He looked over at Brian nervously. "Well here they are. What do you think?"

Brian looked over each of them carefully. "They're really good; I like them."

Justin smiled, "I think you might be biased."

"I'm proud of you, Justin. I don't think I ever told you that but I am. You could have given up when you couldn't make your hand work. Just look at what you've accomplished."

Justin looked down. "Yeah well, I don't think you would have let me give up."

Brian bent down and looked in Justin's eyes. "I don't lose sight of my investments." Brian looked over and saw a familiar person approaching. Brian's muscles tensed as the fucking fiddler came over. Brian ever so casually draped his arms around Justin silently claiming him as his.

Ethan made his way over to Justin. "Hi I'm Ethan; your stuff's really good." Justin smiled his Sunshine smile. "Thanks I'm Justin and the human sweater is Brian."

"I'm his boyfriend," Brian clarified.

Ethan couldn't hide his disappointment. "Maybe I'll see you around sometime."

He backed away and left. Justin looked at Brian. "Ok, could you be any more intimidating?"

"He's bad news, Justin. Don't get too close to him."

"What, did you fuck him or something?"

"No, but I'd just feel better if you kept far away form him."

"Ok sure."

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Brian cut out of work early so he could beat Justin home and set up a surprise for him. His baby wanted flowers and romance, admittedly that wasn't him but he was willing to try. It really was beyond him what was so romantic about a floor picnic. He remembered how Justin pleaded with him to stay and have one with him. Like the selfish prick he was he walked out and went to Babylon.

If he was going to go through with this he was going to do it right. He laid down a dark blue crushed velvet cloth on the hardwood floor. Brian got the food platter out of the fridge along with water for him and Mountain Dew for Justin. He set out the spread and piled pillows all around to lay on. He lit the candles and put on some soft music. Then Brian changed into his new robe that would drive Justin wild. The robe was made of red silk. The collar was trimmed in black. Brian had also gotten Justin a robe similar to his only in a sky blue.

Brian stretched out his long lanky body on the floor laying on the pillows. He let the robe hang seductively off his shoulder while the belt stayed securely tied. He didn't have long to wait. The elevator signaled Justin's approach.

When Justin came in, he kicked off his shoes and set his bag down by the kitchen counter. He looked around the big loft for Brian. When he spotted him stretched out on the floor like a big jungle cat his mouth fell open in surprise. Seeing him draped just so in a ruby red robe made him achingly hard.

Justin made his way over to him. "Brian, what is all this?"

"I'm giving you what you want, romance. Now be a good little boy and go into the bedroom and change. There's a strict dress code for this little floor paradise and you're way too overdressed."

Justin scampered off to the bedroom to change into the robe he found on the bed. He loved the way the silk caressed his naked body. The front of his robe was tented out by his erection but there was nothing he could do about that but he was hoping Brian could.

When Justin stretched out across from Brian he noticed the blue roses. He picked them up to smell them. The tips were covered in silver glitter. "When I saw them I thought of you. They're beautiful and unique just like you. The blue matches your eyes and the silver glitter reminds me of when we dance at Babylon and get doused by the glitter." Justin gave him his Sunshine smile.

Brian presented his Mountain Dew to him like it was the finest of wines. Justin giggled and took the bottle twisting off the cap and taking a drink. He joked, "Mmm this is a good year." Justin looked down at the food. "I thought you didn't eat this kind of stuff after seven."

Brian shrugged causing more of the robe to slide down his shoulder. "There's always exceptions, plus we'll work it off later."

They took turns feeding each other cheese and crackers and assorted fruit. They stopped every once in a while to share a kiss. Brian shifted his weight on the pillows. "Ok now you can ask me any thing about me and I'll tell you. I know I've never been big on sharing but we've known each other for practically two years. The only rule is the questions can't involve me and Mikey or Lindsay, just me, got it?" Intrigued Justin nodded. There were so many things he would like to know about Brian now that he had the chance he didn't know where to start.

He looked at Brian's shell bracelet. He was dying to know the story behind that but he sensed it would be a long and perhaps painful story. So he decided against asking about that. He knew his family was horrible to him. "What was one of your happiest moments as a kid? You must have at least one good memory."

Brian thought for a while. "Ok, there was one. As you know my parents fought all the time. I got so sick of listening to their crap all the time. In the summers I'd visit my Grandmother on my Mom's side. She loved me the best but she never told me. No one's ever told me they loved me before except you. Anyway she lived out in the country on a big farm. It was a place to go to when things got unbearable at home. There was this big old piano in the front room. We use to plunk around on it. Neither of us could play. There were lots of entertaining things to do around there. When it was really hot, she had this old clunky air conditioner. Every time she turned it on it'd get so cold that it would start spitting ice chunks into the room. It was like Christmas in July. I had some of the best times in that house. When I was in high school the farmhouse had to be sold. My Grandfather never paid the taxes on it and lost it."

"So what about you, Sunshine? You must have tons of happy childhood stories."

Justin smiled, "One summer Daphne and I tried to build our own little club house. We weren't very good at building things and it fell apart but it was fun."

Justin crawled over to Brian. "I'd love to talk and share all night. I'm glad that you trust me to open up to but I'm so hard right now I can't think." Justin leaned in and breathed into his ear. "Can you help me out with that?" Brian snuffed out the candles. He then stuck his hand in between the folds of Justin's robe and grasped his hard on. He stood up still hanging on to his prize and led him to the bedroom. They made hot passionate love until the wee hours of the morning. When dawn broke the two lovers were asleep tangled in each others limbs. A smile of contentment curved each of their well kissed lips.