Certain Uncertainties

Fearing their decision might meet with criticism, Brian and Justin decided to keep the exclusivity of their relationship a secret, or so they thought. While it wasn’t unusual for Justin to steer clear of Babylon’s backroom, Brian was a backroom icon. Indeed, his fucks were so legendary that regular patrons from other bars would make the pilgrimage to Mecca Babylon in hopes of being touched by the rod of Brian Kinney. It had been shocking enough when Justin, the mysterious blonde angel materialized onto the scene, and slowed him down. Now it appeared as if the porcelain boy had actually brought the legend to his proverbial knees. Ted was the first to notice that Brian was turning down propositions left, and right. Emmett pointed out how Brian now unconsciously reached for Justin’s hand, and Ben commented on how their eyes now lingered just a little longer when they talked to each other. Michael on the other hand insisted that it was just a phase that Brian was going through. He predicted that once the threat of Anthony Massey had sufficiently subsided, Brian would return to his old carousing ways.

“Perhaps the incident with Mr. Massey made him realize how much he really loves Justin.” Ben suggested.

“Bullshit, the only thing Brian loves is his dick.” Michael frowned.

Emmett closed the Liberty Diner breakfast menu, and laid it to the side. “He certainly put his dick on the line when Mr. Massey pointed that gun at his head. Do you really think Tony would have shot him?” he wondered.

“Absolutely.” Ben assured him. “It’s instinct to protect what’s yours, that’s true for all males of the animal kingdom. The only thing more dangerous than a male defending his territory is a female defending her young.”

“I’ll say.” Debbie grinned, and pinched Michael’s cheek. “What are you having boys?” she asked.

“I’ll have the usual Wheaties, low fat milk, and orange juice.” Ben said.

“Aren’t we going to wait for Brian?” Michael asked.

“He and Justin are probably sleeping in again.” Debbie’s grin widened.

“Can you believe it? They’re like a couple of newlyweds. Pancakes for me please.” Emmett decided.

“I never thought I’d live to see the day.” Ted shook his head, and ordered the big breakfast special.

Michael reluctantly placed his order. He tried to keep track of the conversation that was going on in his booth, but his mind was on Brian. Although the two best friends still spoke regularly on the phone, they’re private times together had dwindled down to practically nil. It was bad enough when Justin had taken over Brian’s weekends, now it appeared as if the blonde fairy was moving in on their weekdays as well. Michael could scarcely remember a weekday morning when he, and Brian hadn’t met for breakfast at the diner. Even the few times when Brian had an early morning appointment he would always call to let Michael know that he wasn’t coming. Emmett, Ted, and Ben finished eating, and hurried off to work leaving Michael sitting alone in the Liberty Diner booth, and looking toward the diner door each time it opened.

Justin remained outstretched along the length of Brian’s back with his cock still buried deep inside of his lover’s body. He ran his tongue along the back of Brian’s neck, savoring the salty taste of post lovemaking. “Ummmmmm, I can’t get enough of you.” Justin whispered between breaths.

“I can’t believe you fucked me again, you’re trying to kill me.” Brian exhaled.

“I won’t let you die.” Justin smiled, and rolled over onto his back.

Brian in turn rolled over into Justin’s arms. “Morning baby.”

“Morning daddy.”

“What time is it?” Brian yawned, and stretched.

“It’s after seven, you missed breakfast again.” Justin placed a kiss on the side of his lover’s head.

Brian closed his eyes, and snuggled closer to Justin’s chest. “I had my breakfast of champions.” He smiled, and stroked his hand along Justin’s sleeping cock.

Justin closed his eyes as well. He wrapped one leg around Brian’s body, and slowly moved it up, and down his lover’s thigh.

“Justin.”

“Hum?”

“I was thinking, maybe you should think about moving in here with me.” Brian cautiously suggested.

“Really?”

“Sure. My place is closer to your school, and to the diner. It doesn’t make sense to have you commuting back and forth to the suburbs every day.” Brian rationalized.

“Uh huh.”

“I mean.....It’s a long ride from Jennifer’s. You might as well stay here where it’s closer.”

“I was thinking of buying a car.” Justin said.

“Even so, you’d save on gas if you stayed here.”

Justin opened his eyes, and looked at his timid lover. “Why won’t you just admit it? You love me, and you can’t stand to spend a night without me.” he grinned.

Brian looked up at Justin. “So what if I do?”

Justin placed another kiss on the side of Brian’s head. “I’ll bring my things tonight.” he said.

Michael was busy restocking his shop when Brian stopped by after work. He opened a box of the latest edition of X-Men comics, and listened as his best friend told him about his new living arrangement. “I can’t believe you’re letting him move in with you after what happened. He almost got you killed.” Michael fussed.

“It wasn’t his fault.” Brian passed his friend a handful of comics.

“Bullshit, If he hadn’t been where he wasn’t suppose to be you wouldn’t have had to look down the barrel of Tony’s gun.” Michael took the books, and placed them on the rack. “Why the fuck are you moving him in? You’re asking for trouble Brian.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh yeah, what’s going to happen when you want to bring somebody home?”

“I’m not.” Brian assured him. “Justin and I are a couple now.”

“A couple of what?” Michael smirked. “Jesus, Anthony Massey sure must have scared the shit out of you. You’ve lost your mind.”

“I don’t sweat Anthony Massey or anybody else.” Brian snapped. “This has nothing to do with him.”

“Like hell it doesn’t. Before Justin ran off to Chicago to be with Tony you never mentioned anything about permanently moving your boy wonder into your loft. The only reason you’re moving Justin in with you now is to keep him away from Mr. Massey.”

“You’re wrong.” Brian disagreed.

Michael finished placing the X-Men comics on the rack, and opened a box of the latest edition of Batman. “What’s the real reason Brian, what’s really going on? Are you feeling guilty because Kevin roughed up your baby? If you ask me, Justin probably liked it.”

“How the hell can you say that?”

“You heard the cowboy, he said that Justin kept edging Kevin on. Why else would Justin do that unless he was enjoying himself?”

“You didn’t see the bruises on Justin’s body.”

“Rough sex, big deal.” Michael said dryly.

Brian fought to control his rage. The thought of Kevin hurting his baby made his blood boil. He quickly returned to the original topic of conversation. “Justin and I are in a relationship.” he said. “I want to have him close to me, that’s why I’ve asked him to move in. Why is that so hard for you of all people to understand? Is it so unconceivable for you to believe that I might want the same thing for me that you have with Ben? Why can’t you just happy for me Michael?”

“Because Justin’s not right for you that’s why. He’s too young, and he’s a two timing little shit. Every time you do something that he doesn’t like he’s going to high-tail it back to Tony. ” Michael warned.

“No he won’t, that’s all over.” Brian said to convince himself as much as he tried to convince his friend.

“You’re making a mistake Brian.”

“I love him Michael.”

“Yeah, but who does Justin love?” Michael said, and continued restocking his shelves.

Jennifer brought in the last box of Justin’s stuff. “Whew! You never know how much stuff you accumulate until you have to move it. Where do you want this one?” she asked.

“Just sit it down anywhere.” Justin picked up another sweater from a box on the bed, and placed it in the second dresser drawer that Brian had cleared for him.

Jennifer sat the last box on the floor near the bed. She placed her hands on her hips, and looked around the spacious loft. “This certainly wasn’t what I expected when you were born.” she said.

“What do you mean?”

“I knew that one day you would grow up, and move out. I just didn’t expect it to be this soon, and I didn’t expect it to be like this.” she added. “Justin are you sure about this?”

“Yes mom, I’m sure.” Justin continued unpacking.

“Sweetheart, you’re only nineteen. Even if you are ...uh.....”

“Gay.”

“Yes...gay.” Jennifer tried again. “Even if you are gay, you still deserve a chance to experience life. You’re too young to be tied down with a thirty year old man.”

“He’s thirty one.”

“Even worst.” Jennifer frowned.

“Don’t start mom.” Justin whined.

“I can’t help it, I’m afraid for you Justin. Brian has been nothing but trouble for you. Not only did he almost get you killed at your prom, you were raped because of him.”

Justin unconsciously cringed. “I wasn’t raped mom.” he insisted.

“I saw the bruises Justin. I read a copy of the police report.” she reminded him. “I can’t help but wonder what else Brian has done to you that I don’t know about.”

Justin picked up the last box that Jennifer had brought in, and placed it on the bed. “Please don’t worry about me mom, I’ll be fine.” he assured her.

Jennifer reached inside the box, and pulled out the blue velvet case that contained the gold bracelet that Tony had given Justin for his graduation. She handed it to her son, then watched as he opened  it, and slowly ran his finger across the polished golden links. “Tell me about him.” Jennifer said.

“Tony?”

“Yes. I’ve never met him, only spoken to him on the phone.”

“He’s tall, about dad’s height and size, dark and very handsome, very distinguished.” Justin smiled. “He has the deepest brown eyes I’ve ever seen, and raven black hair that’s naturally wavy, with gray right around here.” Justin ran his fingers through his hair along the temples. “He has one of those faces that always looks like he’s smiling, and he has a slight dimple right here.” Justin touched the center of his chin.

“I’ll always be grateful to him for taking care of you the night that you were raped.”

“I wasn’t raped mom, stop saying that!”

“Whatever you call it, Mr. Massey was there for you. That’s more than I can say for Brian.”

“Mom please.”

“Please my ass, I don’t want you with Brian. I don’t like him. I don’t trust him, and neither should you.” Jennifer warned.

“I love him mom.”

“What about Tony?”

“I love him too, but not the way that I love Brian.” Justin insisted. “Tony will always be a part of my life, regardless of what happens between Brian and me, but we’re just friends.” Justin told himself, as well as his mother.

The truth was that the young man couldn’t forget the last conversation he had with Tony. The older man had stroked his fingers through Justin’s hair, and down along the side of his face, then staked his claim on Brian’s baby. “You’re already mine.” Tony had informed him, then wisely decided to allow Justin’s time with Brian to run it’s course. Justin reminded himself yet again that he had made his choice, that his and Brian’s relationship was now an exclusive one. Indeed, every since their return from Chicago Brian had been the perfect boyfriend, attentive, responsive, considerate. Their visit to Dr. Savanna’s office told Justin that it wasn’t just a ploy to keep Tony at bay, but a decision on Brian’s part to settle down. Their next office visit was December twenty first. By then Justin, and Brian will have met Dr. Savanna’s requirements for a second negative HIV test, following three months of monogamy. If all goes well the couple would receive the good doctor’s blessing to dispose of their condoms. Justin didn’t dare to tell Jennifer of his, and Brian’s plans. He had made the mistake of telling his best friend Daphne, and she had jumped all over him. “Are you crazy? You must be out of your mind Justin. Do you know how dangerous that is? You can’t trust Brian.” Daphne had warned him. “Once a dog, always a dog.” she said.

Justin closed the blue case that contained Tony’s bracelet, and handed it back to his mother. “Keep this at your place for me.” he said.

Brian slid the loft door open, and entered carrying an armful of take-out, along with a six pack of beer. Justin hurried over to grab the bag, and kiss his returning lover. “Did you miss me?” Brian smiled.

“Yes.” Justin returned the smile.

“I hope you like Chinese food.” Brian called to Jennifer.

“Thanks, but I have to go.” Jennifer said dryly. She picked up her purse, and headed for the front door stopping briefly to kiss her son goodbye. Call me if you need me.” she said.

Brian tried to ignore the obvious, and pretended that he hadn’t picked up on the iciness in Jennifer’s voice. He placed the bag of food on the kitchen counter, and began to remove its various containers. Justin walked up behind him, and wrapped his arms around Brian’s waist. Brian stopped unpacking the food long enough to turn around, and give his baby a quick smooch, but Justin pressed his body close, and placed his arms around Brian’s neck. The lovers closed their eyes, and embraced for a lingering kiss.

“I don’t think she likes me.” Brian said.

“She’ll learn to love you, just like I did.” Justin gave his lover another long kiss.

“Ummmmm, maybe we should have desert first.” Brian suggested.

He led his baby over to the sofa, and then fell back, pulling Justin down on top of him. Justin immediately began to lavish his lover with a trail of wet kisses across Brian’s throat, and down the center of his chest, button by button. Justin teased Brian’s nipples, and playfully nipped the lower part of his belly. Brian wiggled, and giggled when Justin grasped his cock in his hand, and began to lick it as if it was an ice cream cone. “Ummmmm.” Justin rolled his tongue across the swelling head. It wasn’t long before Brian’s giggles turned to soft moans, as his baby’s talented tongue found his cock’s most sensitive spots. Brian closed his eyes, and stroked his fingers through Justin’s hair. The young man paused and reached over to the end table drawer for a condom. “Shit, it’s empty. Don’t go away, I’ll be right back.” he said.

Justin attempted to stand up, but Brian pulled him back down. “We don’t need them.” Brian panted.

“We promised Dr. Savanna.” Justin reminded him.

“Fuck Dr. Savanna.” Brian kissed the side of Justin’s neck. “Come on baby.” he whispered.

Justin wiggled out of Brian’s grip, and pulled him to his feet. He led his frustrated lover to the bedroom where an ample supply of condoms could always be found on the nightstand. Justin pushed the last box of clothing onto the floor, and lay down on his back. He positioned his legs on his lover’s shoulders, and watched as Brian hurried through the all too familiar ritual of ripping the condom foil open with his teeth, and unrolling it onto his dick with one smooth stroke. Justin emitted a low groan as his lover entered him. Brian watched as his baby closed his eyes, and began to gingerly stroke himself.

“That’s it baby.” Brian whispered as he slowly glided his cock in, and out of Justin’s warm tunnel.

There was a reason why Brian’s favorite position for Justin was to have him laying on his back. He wondered if Justin knew how absolutely beautiful he looked during lovemaking, and especially during orgasm. Justin’s eyes would be closed, and his mouth usually open. His normally alabaster skin would blush to a rosy pink, and his plump lips would deepen to almost a crimson red. Brian had learned to adjust his strokes to Justin’s moans, and to listen for the change in his baby’s voice. A series of  high pitched whimpers was always a signal that Justin was ready to cum.

Justin closed his eyes, and continued to stroke himself, as he slowly turn his head from side to side. “Ooooooh.” the young moaned.

“That’s it baby.” the older man smiled. He leaned forward, forcing Justin’s ass a little higher, and affording himself better leverage for deeper penetration.

“Oh god!.” Justin moaned again.

“Come on baby.” Brian edged him on. “Ohhh yeah.” He thrust his hips a little harder.

Justin stroked himself faster. “Oooohhh Brian.” He called out as his cheeks flushed to a rosy pink.

Brian quickened his pace, now burying his cock deeper with each stroke. “Come on baby, cum for daddy.” he panted.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Justin’s voice was beginning to change.

Brian buried his face in moist golden hair, and listened for his signal. He kissed the side of his baby’s neck. “Ummmmm.” He couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Ooooohhhh God!” Justin’s high pitched voice cried out, and Brian raised himself up onto his arms to get his full view.

Justin’s eyes were closed, and his mouth was wide open. Gasps of hot breath escaped his sweet throat, and his lips were a crimson red. Brian watched as Justin’s creamy liquid leaped from his dick, spattering his chest with the forbidden nectar that he so desired. The sight of Justin in orgasm, and the involuntary spasms that now pulsated around his dick plummeted the older man over the edge. “Oh God!” Brian’s body shivered as he gave his hips one final thrust, and joined his baby in sweet  release.

Afterwards the sticky lovers laid quietly cradled in each other’s arms. Brian kissed the top of Justin’s head, and the younger man nuzzled closer to his lover’s neck. Justin closed his eyes, and thought about the warnings that Jennifer, and Daphne had given him. He thought about Brian’s reputation, and recalled the many tricks that he had walked in to find Brian with. The date nights, the cowboy, the rape, Tony.....”

“I’m scared too baby.” Brian said as if he had been reading Justin’s mind.

Justin raised his head, and looked into his apprehensive lover’s eyes. “Don’t worry, we’ll be ok.” He told himself, as much as he told Brian. “We’ll be ok.”

NEXT WEEK:  October Frost

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