* Search for Missing Treasure *

* 4 *

Brian was sitting in his office staring at, but not seeing his computer screen. He was thinking about Tristan and Justin. He loved Justin and knew that he was just as much to blame for their breakup if not more, as Justin. Then there was Tristan. He couldn't help but smile when he thought about him. He wouldn't say that he loved him but he felt that he could, if he wasn't already working on it. What he was trying to figure out, was why he was willing to do things with and for Tristan that he hadn't with Justin.

Finally with a sigh he decided to be honest with himself. It was because of Justin. Justin left because Brian wouldn't compromise, wouldn't treat him as a partner even though that was what he was.

Brian sighed again. Since he was being so honest with himself, he had to admit, he was trying to have his cake and eat it too. That and the fact that he had been scared of taking a chance, scared of being hurt, scared that he would fail. So deep down inside he decided from the beginning that he would do everything he could to keep himself safe but it hadn't worked. He had fallen in love regardless of how often he had told himself and everyone else that he didn't believe in it. He's also ended up still being hurt and he'd hurt Justin as well.

So what made him want to try again? He liked Tristan, a lot. He respected him and was respected by him. Both of these aspects he shared with Justin but Tristan called him on his shit like Justin used to do before the bashing. It was after the bashing that Justin quit doing it and started going along with everything Brian said. That is until he couldn't take it anymore.

So personality wise, Tristan and Justin were a lot alike, except that Tristan was closer in age and in a business that Brian could relate to. So was that the only reason, the only difference?

Brian thought about it for several minutes before he decided no. That wasn't it. It was because he wanted to prove to himself that he could have a relationship, that he could make it work. Then he'd know, he'd know if he and Justin could have worked, if he'd only tried.

Just then, his intercom buzzed bringing him out of his thought. "Yes."

"Brian, Tristan is here to see you." Cynthia said.

Brian smiled. "Send him in."

Tristan walked in and Brian noticed that he still looked tired. "Jeez Tristan, didn't you rest any this weekend?"

Tristan smiled tiredly. "Not really. After I left you at the gym, I pretty much worked the rest of Saturday and Sunday. I did manage to get almost caught up with everything I had to put off due to Dwyer being here."

Brian smiled. "Why don't you come over tonight. We'll order take out and watch a movie."

Tristan smiled back. "What's the movie?"

Brian laughed. "You pick up the movie, I'll order dinner."

Tristan nodded. "Sounds good. What time?"

"Whenever you get done. I've got a meeting at four that I'm hoping will be done by five. I should be done with everything here by six." Brian said thinking about his schedule.

Tristan nodded. "Okay, so how about I show up around seven. That'll give me time to get cleaned up."

"Seven it is. Now for the reason you really showed up here today. What's up?" Brian said back to business and quickly pulling up the Dwyer files on his computer.

The next half an hour was spent discussing possible changes to the campaign. After Tristan left, Brian spent the rest of the day catching up on work that he should have been doing instead of thinking about his love life.

At 6:45 Brian slammed into his loft cursing the idiots that seemed to be coming out of the woodwork all afternoon. Because of them, he was now running late. Quickly he turned on his shower and stripped. He had planned to already have the food here by the time Tristan got here but now he was going to be lucky to get a halfway decent shower.

Brian was drying off when he heard the buzzer going off. Brian stepped out of the bathroom and went to the door and buzzed it open. Going back into the bedroom, he tossed the towel back into the bathroom and grabbed a pair of jeans. He had just gotten them on when the knock came. Walking to get the door, he managed to get all but the top button done by the time he got there.

Opening the door, he let Tristan in. "Sorry, I haven't had a chance to order yet. There was a screw up at the office…"

Tristan did everything he could to keep his jaw from dropping when Brian opened the door. Swallowing hard, he brushed past him to get inside. Turning, he continued to take in the wet hair, and the skin still glistening with water from his shower. He also noticed the top button undone and the bare feet and felt himself grow hard. He had managed to keep from jumping Brian's bones for their dates, but tonight, tonight felt different.

When Brian turned from shutting the door, Tristan made his move. Quickly he pushed Brian up against the door and silenced Brian with a hard, lust filled kiss. When he finally released Brian's mouth he said. "I hear one of your rules is that you don't fuck your friends. Are we friend Brian?"

Brian nodded as he licked his lips and whispered. "Yes."

Tristan nodded then asked. "Are we going to fuck tonight?"

Brian reached up with both hands, cupped Tristan's face and pulled him in for another kiss. Before he kissed him though, he all but growled. "Hell yes!"

Brian immediately switched their positions and latched onto Tristan's mouth hungrily. They both were hard and Brian couldn't hold back his groan as one of Tristan's hands cupped and squeezed him through his jeans.

Brian, impatient to feel skin, ripped open Tristan's shirt, sending buttons flying in all directions. Brian then began to explore all the different planes of Tristan's chest and stomach. Then he raked his nails over the hard nubs of his nipples, Tristan groaned into the kiss which went straight to Brian's already hard cock.

Tristan meanwhile had quickly explored Brian's chest and was now quickly working on getting the rest of Brian's jean undone. Once he had that accomplished, he reached inside, cupped Brian's balls and gave another squeeze before he moved his hand to wrap around his cock.

When Brian mimicked Tristan, Tristan broke off the kiss with a gasp and moaned. "Brian, I'm about to explode, so if we're going to fuck, we better get to it."

Brian searched Tristan's face and smiled, but not in his usual smirky way. Grabbed Tristan by the hand, he pulled him up to the bedroom. Quickly, he pushed Tristan down on the bed and dropped his jeans to the floor. Tristan just as quickly scooted out of his jeans as well.

Brian walked over to his bedside table and grabbed a condom and the lube. When he looked back at Tristan, it was to find him already on his hands and knees. At the sight, Brian let out a little laugh. "In a hurry are we?"

Tristan looked over his shoulder at Brian with a laugh. "Hell yes!"

Brian quickly sheathed his cock and lubed it as he climbed up onto the bed. Kneeling, he circled Tristan's waiting hole with one of his slick fingers.

"Brian!" Tristan said only to have it end in a gasp as he slammed his finger all the way in. Brian quickly moved it in and out a couple of times before adding another finger. He watched as Tristan moved to fuck himself on his fingers. Brian felt himself grow even harder at this vision and only allowed it to happen a few times before he removed his fingers. He quickly replaced them with the head of his cock before Tristan could complain at the loss. He grabbed onto Tristan's hips as he began to ease his way inside, but Tristan wanted none of it and tried to push back hard so he could take him all at once.

Brian groaned as Tristan squeezed him tight. Catching his breath, he leaned across Tristan's back and placed a kiss on his shoulder. Wanting more, he got back up and pulled Tristan up so that they were both on their knees, his arm across his chest so they were flush together with his cock still buried deep in Tristan's ass. Claiming Tristan's mouth, he began a series of short, shallow thrusts.

Tristan moaned and reached back to still Brian's movements. Breaking off the kiss when he finally needed air, he gasped. "Give me a moment. It's been awhile."

Brian smiled as he kissed Tristan's shoulder. "That's okay. We have all night."

Turning Tristan's face so he could kiss him again, Brian reached around with his other hand and slowly began to pump Tristan's hard, leaking cock.

Tristan groaned again into the kiss. He was in sensory overload and knew that he couldn't last. Digging his fingers into Brian's ass, he broke off the kiss with a cry and shot his load all over Brian's hand and sheets. Laying his head back on Brian's shoulder, he waited for the waves of pleasure to recede.

Brian tightened his hold on Tristan as he came, however he wasn't able to hold back his own approaching orgasm when Tristan's orgasm pulsed hard and tight around his cock.

Tristan had only a few moments before Brian pushed him back down on his hands and knees and began to thrust with hard deep strokes as he came as well.

Tristan, with Brian leaning on his back, collapsed, still trying to get his breath back. Brian continued to lay on him for a few moments before rolling off and disposing of the condom.

Tristan rolled over and looked at him. When Brian looked back, Tristan could see the nervousness and fear there. "So, what now?"

Brian sighed, closed his eyes but when he opened them back up, Tristan could see that while both were still there, so was something else. "Tristan, I've only had one relationship in my life and I sucked at it. I fought it every step of the way and eventually it fell apart. I don't know if I can do it again, I can't promise that I won't fuck up but I'd like to try."

Tristan hoped he had understood Brian correctly. "Try what?"

Brian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You and me, a relationship."

When he opened his eyes he saw a gentle smile on Tristan's face. "In other words, you want us to try and be lovers…" Tristan scooted closer to Brian. "boyfriends…" again he moved closer. "partners and so on?"

Brian nodded. "Yeah, all of the above. Just don't expect too much romance. I'm still trying to figure that out and I'm not very good at it."

Tristan now moved until he was flush up against Brian and they were now laying face to face. "Not a problem. Just watch me."

With that he leaned over and placed a soft, tender kiss on Brian's lips. When he leaned back away from Brian he said. "I'd love to be your all of the above."

This time around they made love slowly and tenderly until their bodies demanded more.

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The next day, Brian took Tristan with him to the diner for dinner before they headed over to Woody's. Standing outside the door, he looked at him a bit nervously. "Are you sure about this?"

Tristan laughed. "They're your family Brian. Relax. Everything is going to be fine."

Brian nodded and grabbed a quick kiss and opened the door. Tristan walked in first and stopped as he took in the busy scene before him. Brian came in behind him and pointed to the two booths in the back. "Over there."

Together they walked in and stopped in front of Brian's friends. Brian looked at everyone. "Hey. This is Tristan…my…"

Tristan had been shaking hands with some of the guys when he heard Brian falter. Brian saw Tristan pause. When Tristan turned his head and looked at him, he saw the understanding in his eyes and knew that he could do it. "He's…he's my boyfriend."

The entire diner went quiet and Debbie's "holy shit" was the only thing to be heard. Brian ignored everyone and directed Tristan into the empty seat across from Lindsey just as Mel brought Gus out of the bathroom. Sliding into the seat next to Lindsey she handed an excited Gus to Brian when he hollered "Daddy!"

"Hey Sonny boy!" Brian accepted a wet kiss from Gus, continuing to ignore the rest of the diner and his friends.

Mel, however, noticed that everyone was looking their way and the diner was unusually quite. "What's going on?"

Lindsey cleared her throat. "Uh Mel, this is Tristan...Brian's new boyfriend."

"What!?" Mel said as she turned to look at Tristan. "Well, at least he's more the right age."

While Lindsey was admonishing Mel, Brian had a problem of his own to deal with. Gus heard Lindsey say that Tristan was Brian's boyfriend, looked over at Tristan and was shaking his head no. "No…Jus!"

Brian sighed, he hadn't thought that Gus was be a problem but should have known since Justin had stayed in contact with him. "Gus, this is Tristan. He's someone special to me."

Gus looked at Tristan and got a stubborn look on his face and stuck out his lip in defiance. "No! Jusin! Jusin!"

Brian looked to Linds for help. Knowing that Brian was out of his depth, she reached over and took Gus from Brian. "I think it's time for us to head home. Someone seems to be getting a little grouchy and should be getting ready for bed."

Brian stood to give Lindsey and Gus a kiss. Gus wouldn't have anything to do with him and turned away from him, refusing to accept or give Brian a kiss. Lindsey looked at Brian apologetically and with Mel and Gus left the diner.

Brian looked at how suddenly everyone was busy looking somewhere else and the conversation suddenly began again. Brian turned and sat back down next to Tristan who looked at Brian with concern and understanding. "It's okay Brian. It's just going to take a little bit of time for everyone to get used to me and us."

Brian nodded. "I know. So lets eat. Do you still want to go to Woody's?"

Tristan thought about it. "Well, it's really up to you. If you'd rather go home, we can do that instead. Do Woody's another night."

Looking deep into Tristan's eyes, he saw that he was telling the truth, that he didn't care. Just bringing him to the diner and introducing him to everyone as his boyfriend had been enough. He was willing to give Brian all the time he needed. Smiling at Tristan he said. "Let's eat, and go have a couple of drinks at Woody's then head home. Will you stay the night?"

Tristan smiled back. "Sounds good to me and yes, I'll stay the night. I have a change of clothes back in my car."

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Two weeks later

Brian looked over at Tristan sleeping. Getting up, he went to grab a bottle of water out of the fridge. Looking around, he saw all the things that belonged to Tristan sitting around and made the decision that he had been thinking about.

Crawling back in bed, he kissed Tristan awake. "Hey, I've been thinking."

Tristan yawned. "Yeah, about what?"

Brian smiled. "Oh about how much of your stuff is already here, and since you're over here every night anyway, that you should move in."

Tristan, now wide awake, looked at Brian in surprise. "Brian? Are you sure? I mean, it's kind of sudden. We've only been together a couple of weeks."

Brian sighed. "Haven't you learned by now that I mean what I say? I know it's been only a couple of weeks, but I like having you here when I go to sleep, and I like having you here when I get up in the morning. I want you here. You get it?"

Tristan smiled. "Yeah, I get it. So, you going to help me pack up my stuff and bring it over?"

Brian groaned. "You mean it isn't all already here?"

Tristan pounced on top of Brian grabbing his arms so that he was pinned down. "I'm going to get you for that."

Brian laughed. "Oh I hope so."

Tristan leaned down and kissed him. When he raised himself back up Brian said softly. "How about tomorrow afternoon? I'll get off from work early, come home, change and meet you back at your place around three. Hopefully we can have you all moved in here in time for dinner."

Tristan whispered his answer as he bent down for another kiss. "That sounds great to me."

No more was said as their passions began to grow stronger. The next day everyone was surprised to find that Tristan had moved in to Brian's loft, the locks changed as well as the code. This time he wasn't taking any chances.

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Three days later

Justin had been receiving emails for the past couple of weeks from all of the family, telling him about Brian and his new boyfriend, Tristan. The latest from Mikey however was the most disturbing by far. It seemed that Tristan had moved in with Brian, and to top it off, Mikey had included a picture of the happy couple in his email.

Justin knew he had no right for the anger and hurt he was feeling but couldn't help it. He had been short and surly with Quinn ever since he found out about Tristan, and hated that he was taking it out on him. After the picture appeared, he had told Quinn that he needed to take a long walk and not to wait up for him.

Justin walked for a long time, trying to understand why he was feeling the way he was. He loved Quinn, he knew he did, but he realized that he still loved Brian as well. He finally admitted to himself that he was angry and hurt, because Brian had moved on with someone else and that he was willing to do things for him that he hadn't for them. But then again, maybe he would have, if Justin had gone home with Brian when he had come to Edinburgh. Justin knew that he had hurt Brian and not just once but twice. It was he that had broken all the rules that he had created, not Brian. It was he that decided that he needed the words, even though Brian had shown him time and time again that he loved him. He knew that Brian had been hurt when he found out about Quinn, but had been willing to move on and continue to be in his life, to try and be his friend. Could he in all honesty not try and do the same?

Justin realized that while he had been walking and thinking, he had also been crying. Crying for what he had lost, for what he had given up on. By the time he had come to the realization of his problem, and been honest with himself, he realized that he also felt better. He knew now that he could offer Brian the same that he had been offering him. Drawing in a deep and shaky breath, he smiled and made his way back home to the man he was sure was waiting for him.

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