Canon: Post 513

"Buy me a plane ticket home?" Justin asked. It was two weeks since their talk about the bombing. They had stayed in touch, but had kept the conversations light, nothing dramatic.

"Really?" Brian was sitting in his office going over a campaign a new hire had been working on.

"Yeah."

"But you said-" Brian started.

"Never mind what I said. Will you? Please?"

"Sure. When do you want to come?"

"As soon as I get there," Justin smirked.

Brian chuckled. "Smartass. When do you want your plane to leave New York?" he clarified.

"Thursday?"

"This week? The thirtieth?"

"Yeah, is that okay?"

"Sure. Can I ask why you've suddenly decided to come for a visit and are letting me finance it?" Brian asked.

"It's not really all that sudden. I've been wanting to see you for awhile."

"Fair enough. How long do you plan to stay?"

Justin hesitated, "… a week?" He felt bad lying to Brian, but he knew there was no way Brain would agree to this if he knew the truth. Originally he had planned to pay for it all himself but to do that meant having to save up for another couple of months and it was Brian's fault he was in this mess anyway. Well, it wasn't like Brain couldn't afford it.

"Okay, I'll have Cynthia book the tickets and email you the itinerary."

"Thanks. I'll see you Thursday then."

"Yeah, Thursday it is."

"Later," Justin said.

"Later."

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Thursday night Brian was at the airport waiting to see Justin's blond head come through the gate. He hated to admit how much he had missed seeing Justin, and how hard it had been to stay away from New York, but he felt he had to give Justin a chance to make a life for himself. Justin wasn't going to let go and move on if Brian kept hanging around.

But if there was any doubt of just how Brian felt it was removed when he caught sight of Justin's megawatt smile. Brian's heart skipped a beat as Justin walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Brian's neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

"Hey," Justin said.

"Hey. How was your flight?"

Justin pulled Brian by the hand toward the baggage claim. "Fine. Do you have to work at Babylon tonight?"

"Nope, I don't have to be anywhere until Monday morning."

"Really?"

"Really. I'm all yours for the next three days."

"Hmm, and what do you plan to do with me?"

"Oh, I have some ideas. Hurry up and get your bags so we can get out of here. Then maybe I'll give you a bit of a preview."

Justin grabbed his luggage from the carousal, "Let's go."

They stuffed Justin's suitcase in the little trunk of the 'vette. "Good thing I didn't bring much," Justin commented as he got into the passenger side.

Brian shrugged and started up the engine. Before putting the car in gear, he slipped his hand behind Justin's neck and pulled him in for a long passionate kiss.

"Wow," Justin said. "Let's get somewhere we can finish what you just started."

Brian's eyebrow went up. "Who says we need to go anywhere?"

"I do. We're in a public parking lot, and more important this car is too small. Take me to the loft where we can stretch out on your big bed, and enjoy your huge shower."

"You're such a princess."

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In the elevator on the way up to Brian's loft, they could hold out no longer. Brian pinned Justin to the wall with his body as he devoured him in a kiss. The elevator reached their floor and Brian slid the gate open and stepped out pulled Justin though behind him.

"Wait, my suitcase," Justin said.

Brian rolled his eyes, but let go of Justin so he could reach back in and retrieve his bag. Brian unlocked the door and slid it open, following Justin in.

Justin walked over into the living room area, looking around like he hadn't been there in ages.

"See anything you like?" Brian asked.

"Yeah," Justin said walking back over to Brian. "You."

Justin began unbuttoning Brian's shirt while placing soft kisses on his neck and earlobes. Then as Brian's shirt fell open Justin moved on down, kissing Brian's chest. He pushed the shirt off Brian's shoulders so that it fell to the floor, then Justin reached back around and unbuttoned Brian's fly. He bent and began kissing Brian's abs, moving down the happy trail that led down into Brian's open jeans.

Brian reached down and pulled Justin back up, kissing his lips softly, then with more urgency and passion, he claimed Justin's mouth, his tongue exploring, probing causing Justin to moan.

Brian broke the kiss and led Justin by the hand up to the bedroom, then turned him around and began undressing him, slowly, methodically, much the way Justin had undressed him just before. After he had removed Justin's shirt he dropped to his knees and began licking Justin's abs as he undid Justin's pants, then he grabbed hold of the waistband of Justin's jeans and underwear, pulling them to Justin's ankles in one move. Justin gasped as the cool air hit his now exposed skin. Brian reached around and placed a hand on each of Justin's globes then leaned in and licked a trail up one side of Justin's groin, over the top where Justin's dick stood at attention, then back down to the other side. Then he dropped down even lower and sucked one of Justin's balls into his mouth.

Justin's whimper spurred Brian on, and he turned his attention to the other ball.

"Brian," Justin moaned.

Brian let Justin's sack fall from his mouth then ran his tongue up the shaft of Justin's dick. Licking it like a lollipop. He swirled his tongue around the head then slid his mouth over and back down the shaft until his nose was buried in Justin's pubes.

"Ah, fuck, Brian," Justin whispered. "I want you in me."

Brian sucked Justin into his mouth deeper.

"Brian," Justin pleaded.

Brian pulled back and let Justin's dick fall from his mouth. "Come on," he said taking Justin over to the bed.

Justin crawled in and rolled on to his back, Brian crawled in over him, covering him with his long lean body.

Brian brushed the hair back off Justin's forehead and once again began kissing Justin's red swollen lips. Their kissing became more heated, more passionate as their bodies did the talking. Finally Justin couldn't wait. "Brian, please. I want you inside me."

Brian smiled and nodded, reaching for the lube and condoms on the nightstand. He made quick work of preparing himself and Justin, then lifted Justin's legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at Justin's hole. He watched Justin's features as he pushed in, the grimace of pain that gave way to the slight grin as the pleasure took over, and then the look of ecstasy as Justin opened up and allowed Brian in.

Brian began pumping, sliding in and out, raising his body up to angle his dick to slide over Justin's gland with each stroke.

"Oh God, I've missed this," Justin cried.

I have too, Brian thought, I have too. Their tempo increased as their need took over until Brian felt that he would explode. "Justin," he said.

"Yeah," Justin answered, knowing exactly what Brian was telling him.

Brian felt Justin's ass clamp down around him at the same time he felt the hot spunk hit his chest, then he let his own release take him. It's never like this with anyone else he thought and collapsed on top of Justin.

After a few minutes their breathing began to return to normal. "Augh, you're squishing me," Justin said

Brian chuckled as he rolled off of him and on to the bed. "You are such a princess."

"I need a cigarette after that."

"Amen to that," Brian said. "That had to rank up there as one of our top fucks of all time."

Justin smiled. "It's good to be home."

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Brian had taken Friday off work to stay home with Justin. They had spent the morning lounging around, having a late breakfast and watching some television.

That afternoon while Brian was in the bathroom the intercom buzzed and Justin went to answer it. "Wheaton Movers," the voice said.

"Fourth floor," Justin said as he buzzed them in.

Brian came into the room as Justin pulled back the door of the loft to let the movers carry the boxes in. "Justin? Why are there delivery guys here?" He walked over to the window, looking down to the street. "With a van full of stuff?"

"Because I had it shipped here," Justin said signing the receipt form the man at the door was handing him and telling them were to set the boxes. There weren't all that many; he hadn't taken much to New York to begin with.

"Why did you have all this shipped here? Couldn't you pack enough for a week?" Brian frowned, fearing what this really meant.

"I'm not going back." There. He had said it. It was out in the open.

Brian closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of this nose. "Why? And why are you just now telling me? You obviously had this all planned out."

"You would have never agreed to buy the ticket if I had told you; and I spent all my money on shipping this stuff."

"But what about New York? What about your career? I thought we agreed."

"Brian, hear me out, okay?" Justin waited for Brian to nod in agreement, then continued. "I thought I had to go to New York and pursue my career or you would lose respect for me. I thought if I did this thing then I could come home and we could be together. But then we started talking and through these conversations I figured out that it wasn't about you respecting me; it was about your fear.

"You don't want me to sacrifice for you because deep down you are afraid you're not worthy of it. You are afraid some day I would look at you and regret what I gave up to be with you.

"But you of all people should know that success and money don't buy happiness. And I decided what I fear trumps what you fear. What I fear is that I'll go to New York and achieve my fortune and fame only to one-day look back and regret the love I gave up for my career.

"So I'm coming home. I can pursue my career from here and if some day you decide to expand Kinnetic to New York, then so be it. But I'm not throwing away this; what we have, for a chance at something I know would never give me the fulfillment this does."

Brian blinked a few times. "What about the… what about… marriage?"

Justin smiled. "That's something else I learned. I was buying into the fairy tale of white picket fences and all that. The fact that you changed because you thought, hell I thought, that was what I wanted means more to me that you can know. But I discovered that it's you I want, just as you are. And if some day you start tricking less because you find I'm all that you need than that's great, but I don't want you to change anything because you think it will make me happy. You make me happy. I'm only sorry I didn't realize that sooner."

Brian shrugged "You were young."

"Yeah, well I think maybe I've finally grown up."

Brian grinned. "And so the student surpasses the master."

Justin smirked and walked over to where Brian stood. "So is my drawer still empty?"

Brian pulled Justin into his arms, inhaling his scent, and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Everything is just as you left it. Welcome home, Sunshine."

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