Coming Home

Chapter 4

Brian held Justin’s hand during the long drive back to Pittsburgh, fearing that at any moment he’d wake up and find it all a dream. He’d be home in his own bed feeling the suffocating arms of Cole around him; or even worse, he’d be all alone. He had a feeling that Justin knew what he was thinking, too because every so often he felt Justin’s hand tighten on his in reassurance. By the time they reached the Taylor house Brian was a nervous wreck. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen from there and he wasn’t ready to say good bye to his favorite blond. Instead he put the jeep in neutral and stared out the windshield waiting for Justin to say something.

“You’re coming in, right?” Justin finally asked once he realized that Brian wasn’t moving.

“I wasn’t sure if…” Brian’s voice trailed off.

“Brian, we’ve already established that we still love each other and want to give it another try. I’m only going to be in town for six more days. Don’t you think we should spend as much time together as we can?”

Brian smiled at Justin before leaning over and kissing his soft lips, showing him with actions that he couldn’t agree more. When the kiss finally ended Justin pulled back and gave Brian his brightest smile. “Let’s go.”

When Justin opened the front door he heard the sound of laughter coming from the living room. Taking Brian by the hand he led them into the room and smiled when all eyes turned on them.

“Hey, sorry we were gone so long. Brian and I had some things to work out,” Justin said by way of explanation. He continued to hold Brian’s hand, silently letting everyone know what they were working out.

Jennifer saw their hands clutched together and smiled, but decided not to comment. She’d find out what was going on with them when they were ready to share. “That’s okay, Honey. Your father and I were just showing Tyler some of our home videos.”

“Oh God,” Justin moaned.

“Cool, I love watching these,” Brian said as he dragged Justin over to the couch, dropping himself down and pulling Justin with him so that they were side by side. Neither one of them noticed the looks they were receiving.

Once the movies were done and Justin was completely overcome with embarrassment, Jennifer went into the kitchen with Craig leaving Brian, Justin, and Tyler alone. Tyler only let the silence last a minute before speaking what was on his mind.

“I’m assuming by the hand holding that you guys are working things out. Be forewarned Kinney; if you hurt him again I’m coming after your ass.” He smiled slightly, letting Brian know that even that he meant business.

“Not that it’s any of your business,” Brian replied calmly. “But that’s not going to happen.”

“Okay, enough of that,” Justin said, breaking the slight tension that was rising in the room. “How about if we go out and hit Babylon? It’s still there, isn’t it?”

“Of course,” Brian replied with a smirk directly aimed at Tyler. “Think you’re up for a few rounds of Jim Beam?”

“More than ready,” Tyler assured him, silently accepting the challenge.

Justin rolled his eyes at the caveman behavior that Tyler and Brian were expressing. It was going to be a long night.

The music in Babylon was just how Justin remembered from back when he and Brian used to frequent the club every weekend. He grabbed Brian’s hand, ready to dance, but Brian shook him off with a smile and led Tyler to the bar. Within the first hour, Tyler and Brian had consumed more than their share of beam and were mumbling almost incoherently to each other. Justin knew that he needed to get the two of them away from the alcohol before the night was a complete waste. He looked around and his eyes quickly landed on Emmett Honeycutt. He and Justin had met a few years earlier and although their friendship never passed the early stages, he knew he could enlist the man’s help with keeping Brian and Tyler from drinking themselves into a stupor.

“Hey Emmett,” Justin called out as he approached the man.

“Justin! Oh my God, I haven’t seen you in ages,” Emmett shrieked as he wrapped his arms around the blond. “I heard you and Brian broke up and you moved to California.”

“Yeah we did, but we’re back together now and working things out. If all goes well, I’ll eventually be making my way back home for good,” Justin explained feeling a sense of satisfaction. “Listen, I need a favor. I have a friend in with me and he and Brian are over at the bar going shot for shot. They’re acting like a couple of Neanderthals. Do you think you could go over and distract Tyler while I manage to drag Brian out on the dance floor? Otherwise I’ll end up carrying them both to bed tonight.”

“Sure Baby, just lead the way. Pickings are slim tonight anyway,” Emmett replied with a smile.

Emmett was successful. He walked up to Tyler and quickly engaged him in conversation, giving Justin a chance to make his move on Brian. Soon they were in the middle of the dance floor, bumping and grinding to the music. He glanced up into Brian’s eyes and felt his heart skip a beat at the lust that he saw there. “Are you done with Tyler yet or are you planning to challenge him to a duel?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Sunshine?” Brian slurred in response.

“Oh please, Brian. The two of you have been acting like children ever since we left my parents’ house. Go easy on him. He’s just worried about me. He’s been a good friend to me,” Justin replied.

“You’re fucking him, aren’t you?” Brian suddenly asked, Justin’s defense of Tyler setting off a wave of anger.

“What?”

“You’re definitely more than friends and he’s not acting like a boyfriend. Let me guess, fuck buddies? He’s been there to comfort you on all those long, lonely night?” Brian’s tone was dripping with accusation.

Justin snapped at Brian’s implications. “So what if he was? Who else did I have to turn to? My family was 3000 miles away and I was all alone. Besides, what went on in the last two years is my business. Not yours.”

“So tell me, Sunshine, does he turn you on like I do? Can he make you squirm by just looking at you from across the room? Does he know about all your little sweet spots? Does he make you cum so hard you pass out?” Brian reached down and grabbed Justin’s cock through his jeans. “Do you ache for him like you do me?”

Justin felt his anger quickly being replaced by a yearning he hadn’t felt before. Something that surpassed the usual desire he carried around for Brian. It made his knees go weak and any fight in his body disappear. He looked deep into Brian’s eyes, wanting to express all he felt in that one look. “No one ever makes me feel like you do,” Justin replied before pulling Brian down for a kiss.

The intensity of Justin’s reply and the passionate kiss seemed to break through Brian’s alcohol riddled brain and he suddenly sobered as he kissed Justin back, putting everything he had into their connection. When the kiss ended, Brian pulled back, breathless, and stared down at Justin. “Come back to the apartment with me.”

“But Tyler…”

“Tyler will be fine at the Taylor residence,” Brian assured him.

Justin just nodded his head and pulled Brian off the dance floor. He pushed his way through the crowd and walked over to where Emmett and Tyler were lost in conversation. He quickly noticed Tyler has switched to bottled water.

“Ty, are you ready to go?”

Tyler looked between Brian and Justin and actually felt their desire for one another. He quickly looked over at Emmett and smiled. “I’d like to stay for awhile. Do you think you can help me find my way home?”

“Sure Sweetie. Not a problem,” Emmett replied, smiling over at Justin. “I hope to see you again soon, Justin.”

“Thanks Emmett,” Justin replied before turning back to Tyler. “I’m gonna stay with Brian tonight. Is that alright?”

“Of course it is. I don’t need a babysitter, Beautiful. Just give me a key to your parents’ place and take off. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

Justin gave Tyler a key and quickly planted a kiss on his lips before heading towards the exit with Brian right behind him.

The ride Brian’s was made in silence; both men were too busy concentrating on keeping their hands to themselves until they reached their destination. When Justin entered the apartment that used to be his home, he couldn’t help the flood of emotions that overtook him, or the tears that started running down his face.

Brian saw Justin’s tears and took him in his arms, offering as much comfort as he could. “Shhh…it’s okay.”

“But it’s not okay,” Justin cried. “We’ve lost so much time. I missed you so much there were days when I didn’t even think I could face getting out of bed.”

“I know…I felt the same way, but that’s in the past now. We’re together again and it’s only going to get better from here. We’ll have our future together. We just have to stop dwelling on the past,” Brian said softly.

Justin pulled back and looked up into Brian’s eyes and felt the love pouring into him. “Make love to me, Brian. Make all the bad memories go away.”

Brian leaned down and kissed Justin gently. Back at Babylon all he could think about was taking Justin and making him scream, but now it was different. Now that they were alone in their apartment again, without any outside interference, all Brian wanted to do was savor the moment. He wasn’t to take the time he didn’t take two nights before to explore Justin’s body. To familiarize himself with every inch of Justin’s pale skin, reminding them both of all they meant to each other. He slowly began stripping off Justin’s clothes, kissing each piece of flesh as it was exposed until the blond stood before him naked and panting.

“God, you’re still so beautiful,” Brian whispered, hearing the quiver in his voice.

Justin stood there unashamed, waiting for Brian as he stripped himself bare and then led him down to the bedroom. When Justin walked inside, he was immediately assaulted with thoughts of Cole and stopped dead in his tracks.

“What is it?” Brian asked when he noticed Justin’s hesitation.

“Cole,” Justin whispered.

“Justin, it’s just you and me,” Brian said softly. “There’s no one else but us.”

Justin nodded in agreement and then walked over to the bed, climbing up and settling himself down in the center. Brian was right. Cole wasn’t there. It was just the two of them. There wasn’t room for anyone else. He held out his arms, pleading with his eyes for Brian to join him.

Brian didn’t hesitate as he approached the bed and climbed up, placing his body on Justin’s, grinding their cocks together and gasping at the friction. He kissed Justin once again, losing himself momentarily in the warmth before moving his mouth, placing tiny kisses along Justin’s cheek, neck, jaw, and then downward. He took his time, his tongue tracing lazy patterns along Justin’s chest, lapping at the hardened nipples and then moving down further. He reached Justin’s stomach, licking the hole in the center, dipping his tongue inside and reveling in the groan his ministrations created. Then, when he didn’t think he could wait any longer, his tongue finally came in contact with Justin’s leaking shaft. He licked the head, running his tongue along the slit before engulfing the member in his mouth, allowing the tip to his the back of his throat. It was as if Brian couldn’t get enough. The smell that was uniquely Justin filled his senses, causing his own cock to start leaking profusely. He stayed where he was, alternating between sucking and licking as his hands found the full balls and began tugging on the sac.

Justin was mumbling incoherently, his whole body on overload at the attention Brian was giving him. No one had ever made him feel the way Brian did, and his body was reacting to being with his lover again. He felt his heart rate quicken, signaling the release that was screaming to get out, but before he was able to dive head first into orgasm, he felt Brian’s mouth leave him. He couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped him.

“Roll over,” Brian demanded gently. He knew how close Justin was, but he wasn’t ready to give him his release just yet. He waited until Justin obeyed his command before climbing back up on the body beneath him, nipping Justin’s ear and whispering. “Relax; I’m not through with you yet.”

The lust in Brian’s voice went straight to Justin’s cock and he involuntarily shivered in anticipation. He lay there, face down in the pillows and concentrated on the feel of Brian’s lips as he kissed his way down Justin’s spine. When he felt Brian spread him open, he moaned at the feel of hot breath on his waiting hole.

Brian bent down and ran his tongue slowly down Justin’s crack, smiling when the blond started bucking his hips. He knew his time was almost up. He had tortured Justin enough for one night. Without warning, Brian plunged his tongue inside Justin’s hole as far as he could go and smiled inwardly at the loud groan that was forced from Justin’s mouth. He took a few more minutes to continue the assault on Justin’s hole before pulling back and reaching into the night stand for a condom and lube. He rolled Justin onto his side and came up behind him, coating his fingers with lube and slowly inserting two inside.

Justin felt Brian turning him over slightly and waiting as patiently as he could. When he felt Brian’s finger enter him, it took everything in his power to hold back the orgasm that had been building in intensity since they walked into the bedroom. “Brian please, I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

Brian heard the desperation in Justin’s voice and quickly prepared him before rolling the condom down his shaft and spooning up behind him. He grabbed his cock and ran it along Justin’s crack a few times before finding the entrance and pushing inside. By the third thrust, Brian was buried deep and stopped to give Justin a few moments to adjust to his size. When he felt Justin pushing back into him, signaling his readiness, Brian began thrusting again, quickly finding the rhythm that would send them both into oblivion. It didn’t take long before Brian knew it was time and reached around Justin and grabbed his cock, pulling on it twice before they both reached orgasm simultaneously and cried out each other’s name.

As they started to come down, Brian moved to pull out, but felt Justin reached behind and hold him in place.

“Don’t go yet,” he whispered.

Brian complied and stayed inside Justin for a little bit longer. When he finally pulled out, he heard Justin’s whimper as he too felt the loss. He rolled on his back and pulled the condom off, tossing it in the nearby trash can before rolling back to spoon Justin again. They were a mess, sticky and covered in sweat and cum, and Brian couldn’t care less. He was right where he wanted to be and wished they could stay there forever.

Eventually Justin had to break the spell. He had to go to the bathroom and couldn’t hold back any longer. When he came out, Brian was sitting up in bed watching him. “Are you hungry?”

“Only for you,” Justin smiled as he climbed back on the bed and into Brian’s arms. They lay there like that for a little while longer, just enjoying the feel of each other before Justin broke the silence. “Tyler’s more than a fuck buddy. He’s been my best friend for the last two years. He held me on so many lonely nights and let me cry out my pain. I don’t know how I would’ve made it without him. But we’re just friends. We both knew that if anyone entered our lives, the sex would stop but the friendship would continue. You know I’m not a big fan of tricking. It was nice to have someone I care about when I needed him.”

“You know he’s in love with you, right?” Brian asked.

“Yeah, and I love him to. But not like you. Never like I love you,” Justin said reassuring Brian of his feelings. “He’s been trying to get me to call you since I first met him. He wants me to be happy.”

“I wish you had listened to him,” Brian replied sadly.

“Me too, but that’s in the past, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.”

They snuggled down beneath the blankets and lay in each others arms, content to only think of the present and look towards the future.


End of part 4
08/10/05
 

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