Now That You're Here
It didn’t take Brian long to figure out that they weren’t driving in the direction of the house. At first he’d just assumed that Justin had to stop at the store or something so he didn’t ask any questions. He just talked about his day as he always did. It wasn’t until Justin passed the turn-off for the mall, and headed towards the interstate that Brian couldn’t keep his mouth shut anymore.
“Jus, you do realize that you’re going in the wrong direction, right?”
“Of course I do,” Justin laughed. “I’ve been living in Arizona for almost nine months. I think I know my way around town by now.”
“Okay…so where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise,” was Justin’s response.
“But I don’t like surprises,” Brian whined.
“Bullshit, you do too,” Justin replied.
Brian couldn’t really argue with that. He did like surprises…normally. “Alright I do, but tell me where we’re going anyway.”
“Not yet. Do you think you could just sit back and be patient for now? Please? We have a long drive ahead of us.”
“About six hours,” Justin admitted cautiously.
“Six hours!” Brian exclaimed. “You expect me to sit in a car for six hours and not know where we’re going? Are you out of your mind?”
“No way, Blondie. Forget it. I may like surprises, but I have zero patience. I’ll be halfway to crazy after an hour.”
Justin sighed in resignation. “Alright, fine. We’re going to Albuquerque for your birthday. We’re staying until Sunday. Happy?”
“We’re going to Albuquerque? Till Sunday?”
“Are you an echo?” Justin teased. “Yes, we’re going to Albuquerque until Sunday.”
“Cool. Why Albuquerque?”
“Well, my father had this plan. He wanted to spend at least one night in every state in the country. We already hit most of the east coast and a few scattered states. He recorded everything on a map, marking the cities we stayed in as well as the date. I kept the map. I thought I’d finish it for him. With this trip, I figured I could knock New Mexico off the list, visit what sounds like a really cool city, and get to spend three whole nights in your arms without worrying about anyone walking in on us,” Justin explained with a gleam in his eyes, pushing back the sadness that tried to wash over him at the thought of his father.
“Hey, your dad’s plan sounds kind of cool. I’ll be happy to help you finish off the map. In fact, I was hoping that we could get away for a week right before school starts. I was thinking of flying somewhere exotic, but maybe we could make it a road trip. We could hit California and Nevada or something like that,” Brian suggested enthusiastically. “Truthfully, I don’t care where we go as long as we’re together. Thank you for doing this. It’s awesome, even though I ruined the surprise.”
Justin laughed. “You didn’t ruin the surprise. I know you have no patience. I never expected you to make it the whole six hours without knowing where we were going. I had hoped that we’d make it out of the state at least, but it’s not a big deal. I managed to surprise you. That’s all that matters. And a road trip sounds great, but if you want to fly away to sit on a beach somewhere, I’m all for that, too.”
“Well, we can talk about it and check out our options later. Who knows, I might not be able to afford plane tickets anyway.”
“Um…that won’t be a problem. I’ll have my money by then.”
“Your money?” Brian asked in confusion.
“Yeah, I got a call from my parents’ lawyer last night. Once I turn eighteen, I get access to the trust that’s waiting for me. It’s got the life insurance money plus the money made from the sale of the house, the furniture, and the…other car. I’m not sure exactly how much is in there, but it’s got to be a decent amount. My parents owned our house outright so whatever it sold for is all mine, minus the lawyer’s fees, of course.”
“Really? Wow. Even after paying tuition for four years, you’ll probably end up with a nice amount,” Brian replied.
“My tuition is separate. My parents started a college fund for me when I was born. I know for a fact that there’s enough money to pay for four years at Arizona State in there. I don’t know about the rest. I’ve got to fly back to Pittsburgh in April to sign some papers and work out the details.”
“Well, that doesn’t solve the problem of my being poor since I would never take your money, but wow. When are we going?”
Justin hesitated for a moment. He wasn’t sure how the conversation was going to go and now he was kicking himself for bringing it up during their trip. “I told him that I had to check on the dates of Chris and Zan’s trip, since I’m needed here while they’re gone, but…”
When Justin didn’t continue, Brian prodded. “But what?”
“I kind of thought I’d go alone. I don’t know why, but I just feel like I need to be on my own, you know? To officially say goodbye to them, I guess. I can’t really explain it. Please don’t be mad at me.”
“I’m not mad,” Brian replied. “Of course I’m not mad. You need to do what you feel is right. I just hate the thought of you being so far away while you’re dealing with all of this. I want to be there for you if you need me.”
“You will be,” Justin said, reaching over and taking Brian’s hand. “You’ll be just a phone call away if I need a shoulder to cry on. Knowing that is going to make it easier for me to do this.”
Brian thought for a minute. “Have you told Chris and Zan about this? They probably won’t be too happy with the thought of you going alone, either.”
“No, I figured I’d talk to them when we got back. I’m sure they’ll try to convince me to go with someone, but they’ll respect my wishes in the end. I just…I have to do this. You understand, don’t you? I mean, you wouldn’t let anyone help you when you were going through all that shit last summer. This is kind of the same thing.”
“No it’s not. I went across town to Megan’s office alone. You’re flying across the country alone. Hardly the same thing and I can’t say I understand, but it’s your decision. All I ask is that you think about it some more.”
“I will, I promise. Now can we please change the subject? This weekend is all about you, your birthday, and us. I don’t want to even think about Chris, Zan, and Ryan, my parents, Pittsburgh, or anything else that will cause undue stress, okay?”
“Works for me,” Brian replied happily. He was all for putting real life crap behind them for a few days. He’d start harassing Justin about Pittsburgh once they got home.
The rest of the ride was made in either random conversation or comfortable silence. It hadn’t been often lately that the two of them could sit back and talk about nothing of any substance, and they had missed it. The silences were used to relax, just to simply enjoy being together. When they reached Albuquerque, they stopped at the first restaurant they could find, each of them starving after so many hours on the road. By the time they checked into the hotel, it was after eleven. Justin was so exhausted; he hardly noticed the strange look the concierge gave them regarding their desire to stay in a room with only one king sized bed. Fuck anyone who had a problem with it.
The room was beautiful and Justin was immediately glad that he chose the more expensive room. It would be well worth it to stay in such luxury. By the time they got settled and Justin took a shower, he was dead on his feet. He hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before after receiving the call from his parents’ lawyer, he had been up early for school, and then he’d insisted on being the one to drive the more than six hours it took them to get to Albuquerque. Brian understood and was pretty tired himself, so it wasn’t long before the two of them were curled up in the middle of the bed, sound asleep in each other’s arms.
Justin was pulled from a deep sleep by the feel of a warm, wet mouth surrounding his cock. He heard a low groan and almost didn’t recognize it as his own. He reached his hands down, tangling his fingers in Brian’s hair as he thrust his hips, forcing Brian to take him deeper. Brian replied enthusiastically, swallowing Justin down effortlessly.
“God, Brian,” Justin moaned. “Please.”
Brian pulled back, replacing his mouth with his hand. “What is it, Blondie? What do you want?” he asked, his voice husky from desire. “Do you want to come? Do you want to shoot your load down my throat?”
“Please,” Justin rasped. “Please.”
Brian didn’t tease any longer. He took his hand away from Justin’s cock, wetting two fingers before reaching down and finding Justin’s eager hole. He gently worked his fingers in Justin’s ass as his mouth once again swallowed his cock, the dual stimulation driving Justin crazy with need.
“Please Bri, I have to…oh God…please…”
Brian quickened his pace; Justin’s begging increasing his own need until he found himself hard as steel and ready to come. He needed to bring Justin to release so that he could find his own. He continued to work Justin’s cock with his mouth, alternating between taking him deep and swallowing him down to concentrating on just the tip, his tongue swirling around the head, dipping inside the slit on every third pass. He felt Justin’s body stiffen up and knew what was coming next. He thrust his fingers deep inside while swallowing Justin down one last time and was rewarded when he felt Justin’s come hit the back of his throat as the blond found the release he’d been craving. The sounds Justin was making, along with the satisfaction of knowing that he could please the person he loved so well, sent Brian over the edge with only the faintest of friction from the mattress.
Justin was Jell-O. There was no other word to describe what he was feeling at that moment. It obviously wasn’t the first blow job he’d ever gotten. It wasn’t even the first time that Brian had taken his ass with his fingers. The only explanation he had was that his mind had been clearer than usual because they were far away from home. There was no fear of being found, no worries that Chris and Zander would come home and find them or that a cop would decide to check out the lake for misbehaving teens and come upon them. For the first time, he was able to completely focus on himself and Brian and no one else. It was an incredible feeling. When he found the strength, he opened his eyes and found himself looking at Brian’s smug face.
“Good morning,” Brian said with a smile. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes I did, but I woke up even better. If you give me a few minutes to recover, I can return the favor and show my gratitude,” Justin replied huskily. He voice was raspy from sleepiness and satisfaction.
“No need. All that begging you did had a strange effect on me. I shot right after you did.”
“Oh…um…okay,” Justin chuckled softly. “I’ll have to keep that in mind. What time is it?”
“It’s after eleven.”
“Eleven? Shit, I didn’t mean to sleep that late,” Justin replied as he jumped up to get out of bed. Brian grabbed his arm, stopping him. He tried to pull away without any luck. “Bri, we have things to see and do.”
“I know, but relax. I want to explore just as much as you do, but we never get to wake up like this, you know? A nice morning blow job, cuddling in bed for awhile, maybe ordering a little room service. Instead of racing around, following an itinerary that you no doubt have in your bag somewhere, why don’t we just do what feels right at the moment?” Brian lay down, pulling Justin with him until he was spooned behind the blond, holding him tight. “Like this. This feels right at the moment, don’t you think?”
Justin sighed as he sank deeper into Brian’s arms. “Yeah, you’re right. This is much better than rushing off to some stupid museum.”
“That’s what I thought.”
They finally made it out of the hotel sometime around two. Their first stop was the Art and History museum, where Justin spent his time admiring every piece of art on display. Brian stood back and watched Justin lose himself in his passion and smiled. He loved seeing Justin looking so relaxed and happy. After that, they found a shopping area and enjoyed going into all the locally owned shops and talking to the owners about the history of Albuquerque. They picked up a few things for Chris and Zander, and bought themselves each a ring that they immediately started wearing on the middle finger of their left hand. Neither one of them spoke of the significance of the rings. That they were bought to be identical and to be worn on the same finger of the same hand was an unspoken promise between them; something to symbolize their love for one another and their desire to be together for a long, long time.
They dined at an authentic New Mexican restaurant and then found an out of the way gay club that they were able to sweet talk and flirt their way into. They danced together for the first time and found that they fit well as dance partners. They made it back to the hotel at three in the morning and barely managed to shower before falling asleep curled up in the center of the bed again.
The next morning, Justin woke before Brian and used the time to sneak down to the pastry shop that was right down the road from the hotel. He picked up a bag of Danish and a couple of cups of Coffee before heading back to the room. Brian was still asleep, so Justin pulled his gift out of the suitcase, as well as the box of condoms he’d brought, and then stripped back down before climbing back into bed. Brian stirred when Justin started softly stroking his chest.
“Morning,” Brian mumbled as he stretched.
“Happy Birthday, Brian.”
“Oh yeah, it’s my birthday, isn’t it,” Brian said as a small smile. “I’m officially an adult. I wonder if I could get in trouble for fooling around with a minor now.”
“Oh shut up,” Justin laughed. “I’ll be eighteen in two months, and if they go by maturity levels, I’m the one fooling around with a minor.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Brian agreed. He gestured towards the neatly wrapped box that Justin was holding. “Hey, is that a present for me?”
“Well, look at that. I think it is.”
“Why would you get me a present? This trip is the present, remember?” Brian asked as he took the box.
“Trust me, this isn’t much. I just wanted you to have something to open when you woke up. In fact, you might not even like it.”
“Somehow I doubt that I won’t like it,” Brian replied as he flipped it over in his hands. “Can I open it now?”
“Unless you’d rather wait until next year,” Justin teased.
Brian shoved him gently and then pulled off the paper, tossing the scraps at Justin. When he opened the box, he was faced with what he considered Justin’s finest piece of art so far. It was a framed drawing of the four of them; Chris, Zan, Justin and him when they were at the lake the summer before. It was obviously sketched from the photo they’d had taken by one of the resort staff, but strangely enough, Justin’s sketch seemed to hold more detail than the actual photo did.
“Wow, Jus, this is incredible.”
Justin blushed at the praise. “That picture was taken the day of our first kiss. After all those weeks of fighting my attraction to you, telling myself that it was one sided, this was the day that I began to have hope. Even though I thought that being with you would be wrong because of Chris and Zan, and our living arrangements, I still had hope the moment your lips touched mine. It was the best moment of my life.”
Brian didn’t know what to say. It was the best moment of his life, too. Instead of replying though, he put the picture aside and pulled Justin into his arms, kissing him with the force of all his emotions put together. Justin reciprocated with the same enthusiasm, encouraging Brian to continue. He quickly managed to get Justin on his back, his hands roaming greedily over the body beneath him. Brian was glad in that moment that they were naked because he doubted he’d have the patience to undress either of them. He continued the kiss for another moment but then pulled back, looking deep into Justin’s emotion-filled eyes.
“I love you so much,” he whispered breathlessly.
“I love you, too. I want you, Brian. I want you inside of me.” Justin reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the condoms, handing them over.
Brian took the condoms, searching Justin’s face for any signs of doubt. When he saw none, he placed the box alongside them and then went back in for another kiss. This one was softer, radiating Brian’s love more than his desire. His heart swelled with the knowledge that he would soon be inside Justin for the first time. It gave him the patience to take things slow, wanting, needing to make the moment perfect. He pulled back slightly, moving his mouth from Justin’s lips, down his jaw, to his throat. Justin’s squirming told him to continue, so he did, kissing his way down Justin’s chest. He stopped momentarily, making sure to give a little attention to Justin’s nipples before continuing down his body, his mouth bypassing Justin’s leaking cock to lick and nibble on his thighs instead.
Justin moaned with need, his hands finding their way to Brian’s hair. His cock was throbbing, straining for attention. “Brian, please…”
Brian placed a soft kiss on the tip of Justin’s cock and then looked up at the blond and smiled. “Roll over on your hands and knees,” he demanded gently.
Justin complied quickly, positioning himself as Brian had asked. His heart was racing with excitement, his body shaking with need and desire and maybe a touch of anxiety. Not that he didn’t want what was about to happen. He’d been dreaming about finally giving himself to Brian for months. The moment was perfect. No, the touch of anxiety stemmed from an irrational fear he had of disappointing Brian. He feared that Brian would compare him to the people in his past and find him lacking. Deep down he knew it was stupid, but he couldn’t help where his thoughts traveled. Luckily all thoughts stopped the second that Justin felt Brian’s tongue at the base of his spine. He couldn’t think of anything other than the overwhelming feelings of yearning as Brian’s tongue worked its way down Justin’s ass, finding his hole easily. He let out a groan as he involuntarily pushed back, needing more…just…more.
Brian loved the sounds he was pulling from Justin. The pleading and moaning turned him on like never before, bringing Brian’s cock to hard steel. He worked his tongue in and out of Justin’s hole, ignoring his own need for the moment. He wanted to make the experience as enjoyable for Justin as he could. As he lapped and nibbled at Justin’s hole, he reached for the lube. Within minutes, he had two fingers buried inside, preparing Justin as best he could. When he worked a third one in, Justin tensed, alarming Brian a bit.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” Justin moaned. “It hurts a little, but I’m okay. I’m ready for you, Bri. Trust me, I’m ready.”
Brian continued his ministrations as he reached over and grabbed a condom. He ripped open the package with his teeth before pulling away to roll the condom on himself. He smiled slightly at Justin’s muffled objections. Once the condom was in place and he was slathered in lube, Brian positioned himself behind Justin, placing a comforting hand on his hip.
“Now take a deep breath and try to relax. It’s going to hurt, but I’ll go as slow as you need me to. If it’s too much, just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?”
“Brian, I’ll be fine. Will you get moving already?”
Brian chuckled a moment before he started pushing inside. Once he was slowing making his way inside Justin’s body, there was no more laughing. The tightness, as well as the knowledge of what he was doing and with who, brought him immediately to the brink, causing Brian to stop a moment to catch his breath. The last thing he wanted was to shoot too quickly, ending their lovemaking before it actually started. He could hear Justin’s grunts and pushed in a little bit more, his hand keeping a steady rhythm along his hip. With one final push, Brian was buried deeply inside, his head spinning at the sensations running through his body.
“Are you okay?” he asked Justin huskily.
“Yeah, just…give me a minute,” Justin replied breathlessly. He’d never felt anything like the feeling of having someone inside him; having Brian inside of him. There was some pain, slight burning actually, but there was also this feeling of fullness. A feeling of closeness, a connection to another human being that couldn’t compare to anything else. It surprised Justin that one of his first thoughts was that he was glad Brian was the first person he’d shared it with. As his body relaxed, stretching to accommodate Brian’s intrusion, Justin pushed back, trying to make it known that he was ready for more.
Brian recognized the signal and slowly pulled out a bit before sliding back in, earning a groan of pleasure from Justin. After that, Brian picked up a steady rhythm, sliding in and out as he slowly started bringing them both towards the edge. He wanted to make it last, but he knew there was no way to prolong completion much longer. Luckily, by the sounds Justin was making, he wasn’t alone. He reached around and grabbed Justin’s cock, jerking it to match the rhythm of his thrusts.
“Brian…oh God…yes,” Justin moaned as he threw his head back, his orgasm overtaking him.
That was all Brian needed. He let go, following Justin right over the edge.
“Wow, that was…wow,” Justin said as soon as he could catch his breath. “This is probably going to sound stupid, but is it always like that?”
Brian laughed as he tightened his hold on the blond. “Actually, no. It’s always awesome, but never like that. I think we just…click or something, you know? Are you okay? I mean, are you really sore?”
“I’m good. A little sore but very, very good.” Justin rolled over and kissed Brian softly. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
They spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon in bed. Justin was too sore for another round, but that didn’t stop them from kissing, touching, or blowing each other a couple more times. They ordered room service for lunch and refused to feel guilty about spending time in bed when they could be out exploring. Being able to lounge around naked in bed was something that they never got to enjoy. It was more important than going to a museum. They agreed to check out early and hit a couple of attractions in the morning before heading home.
They finally forced themselves out of bed around three, wanting to get to a restaurant before the dinner crowd, but showering together had put a stop to that. They didn’t make it out of the hotel until after five. They decided on a steakhouse that was located a few blocks over from where they were staying, so they walked over, enjoying the nice day. The food was excellent, leaving them both stuffed. Justin hailed a cab outside the restaurant, surprising Brian once again with tickets to see Wicked. The show was incredible, adding yet another positive mark on an already perfect day. They made it back to the hotel around eleven, exhausted and happy. There was no way that either of them was up for anything of a sexual nature considering how many times they’d gotten off that afternoon, so they curled up in each other’s arms for their last night away and fell into a sound sleep.
As Chris was driving towards home, Zander’s hand in his, he couldn’t help but think about how happy he was; how thankful he was that he didn’t lose his family over his utter stupidity. He and Zan had enjoyed a nice weekend of curling up together each night and spending time together. Earlier that day, they had done some much needed shopping, making sure to finish in time for their “date” - an afternoon spent making love and then dinner and a movie. Some might say that they were boring, but Chris didn’t care. He’d take boredom in Zander’s arms over anything else anyone could offer. He looked over at his partner with a smile on his face and squeezed his hand.
“You know that I love you, right?”
“Yeah, I know,” Zan replied softly. “I love you, too.”
“Brian and Justin should go away more often. It’s been nice having the house to ourselves.”
“Bite your tongue. It won’t be much longer until they go off to college,” Zan pointed out. “I’d like to have them around as much as possible until then.”
“Yeah, I’m choosing to block out the fact that they’re going to be moving out at the end of the summer. It’s going to be so quiet in the house once they’re gone. I don’t mind them being gone for an occasional long weekend, but permanently? I’m not ready for that yet.”
“I know,” Zan sighed. “But it’s not completely permanent just yet. They’ll be home for holidays and the summers, and since they’re only three hours away, I’m sure they’ll come home a lot on the weekends, too.”
“I hate to tell you, but I think that weekend thing is wishful thinking. They’re going to get a taste of living on their own and that will be the end of that,” Chris laughed.
“Not necessarily. Remember, we’re not their parents. They’re not running from overbearing rules and ridiculous curfews.”
“No, but they’re going to be running away from the bad men who make them keep separate bedrooms,” Chris replied. “You know that they’re going to be sharing a bed as well as a room at school.”
“I know.” Zan was quiet for a moment; thoughtful. “Do you think that we should re-address their sleeping arrangements?”
“I don’t know. When we first found out that they were together, I was sure keeping them in separate rooms was a good idea…it was a good idea back then. They needed time, you know? But now? Brian turned eighteen today, and Justin will turn eighteen in April. They’re obviously in love with each other. Do you think we need to keep them apart any longer? All we’re really doing is forcing them to break the law by fooling around out in public somewhere, and after this weekend, it’s only going to get worse.”
“Worse? Worse how? What’s going on this weekend?”
“Hmm…how should I say this? Um, this weekend, Justin is going to become a man.”
“What?” Zan looked at Chris in confusion. “What does that mean?”
“Think about it.” Chris gave Zander a moment and then explained further, “It means that you’re not the only one spending the weekend with your ankles in the air.”
“Huh? Oh…oh…you mean…how do you know that?”
“How do you think? Justin told me.” Chris laughed at the strange look Zan gave him. “Look, back when Justin had the problem with Dane, he confided in me. I guess he feels comfortable coming to me now. Well, as comfortable as Justin can be. He told me that he was ready to be with Brian, hence the reason for the trip, or at least one of the reasons.”
“Huh. I guess I’m just surprised that he went to you and not me. I thought we had a pretty close relationship. I guess I was wrong.”
“Now don’t be like that. You guys do have a close relationship. It was circumstances the first time. He was confused by the whole Dane incident and I was there. After that, I guess it was just easier to keep coming to me. And it’s not like we have these huge heart to heart talks each week. He only said something to me this time because he was trying to explain why he wanted to take Brian away for his birthday. You should’ve seen how red he turned when I teased him about having his way with my little brother. The poor kid was horrified.” Chris laughed at the memory. “If it’s any consolation, after that he’ll probably stop coming to me, too.”
“You’re an ass.” Zan shoved Chris gently. “So, we’re in agreement that we need to re-address their sleeping arrangements?”
“Well, we should at least talk about it a little more. If they’re old enough to move out on their own, shouldn’t they be old enough to make their own decisions about their lives, with guidance, of course.”
“Yeah, I guess they should. We can sit down tomorrow and talk about it some more,” Zander replied. “Oh, and after that oh so complimentary comment you made, I think you’re the one who’s going to have his ankles in the air.”
Chris shivered in anticipation. They each had their preferences, which worked out well for them considering Chris preferred to top and Zan preferred to bottom, but every so often they changed positions to shake things up. It had been awhile, since long before their separation that Chris had bottomed for Zander. He was more than ready to spread his legs for his partner. “If you insist.”
Zander leaned over and kissed Chris’s cheek, anticipation coursing through him. A few minutes later, Chris pulled the SUV into the driveway, looking towards the house as he did. “Did you leave all those lights on?”
“No. I was just sitting here thinking that I forgot to turn a light on when we left. I assumed the house would be completely dark. You don’t think the boys came home early, do you?”
“No. Justin’s car isn’t here and if they did come home early, they would’ve called and told us. Stay here.”
Chris went to get out of the car, but Zan grabbed his arm, stopping him. “Maybe we should call the police before going in.”
“Yeah, you’re right. You call the police; I’m just going to take a look around.”
They both got out of the SUV and walked towards the house. Zander immediately called the police and was promised that someone would be right there. He looked over at Chris, who was walking around the front of the house, looking through windows. Once he was done, he joined Zan on the sidewalk.
“Someone was definitely in there. I couldn’t see much, but it looks like the door was forced open and some of the place was trashed.”
Zander sighed. “Three guesses who was behind this.”
“I only need one,” Chris replied angrily as he took Zan in his arms, wondering when he’d ever be able to stop paying for his mistakes.
End of part 44
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