Over Easy

"Pass me a red one Gus." Justin said. The auburn haired toddler searched the assortment of colorful ornaments, and pulled out a shiny red bulb. He handed it to Justin, then waited for his next order. "Now a green one." Justin said. Again Gus selected the right color.

"How's the tree coming?" Lindsey entered the room, and handed Justin a mug of hot chocolate. She handed Gus his toddler cup as well, then watched as her son mimicked how Baby sipped his drink.

"It's coming along just fine, but it needs a little more green to balance out the red on this side." Justin pointed. Gus reached back into the box, and handed Justin another green ornament. "Thanks big-guy." Justin smiled.

"It's a shame you don't have a tree of your own to decorate. Couldn't you talk Brian into at least getting a small one?" Lindsey asked.

"Brian says that the needles scratch, and they get all over his floor, besides you know how he hates the holidays." Justin said sadly.

Lindsey handed Gus an ornament, then lifted her son up to place it on the tree. "So how are things going between you and Brian? Three whole months together, who would have thought?" she smiled.

"Things are great, we're going back to see Dr. Savanna today." Justin said without thinking.

"Dr. Savanna, is Brian's blood pressure still bothering him?"

"No, it's fine."

"Follow up?"

"Kind of. Lindsey, can you keep a secret?"

Lindsey returned Gus to the floor. "Sure."

"Brian and I are going for our second HIV test results. Tonight we're going to throw away our condoms. We'll officially be a couple."

"Oh my god, that's wonderful!" Lindsey smiled.

"Please don't tell anyone, Brian doesn't want anyone to know."

"Why not? I think it's beautiful."

"You know how people are, and you know about Brian's reputation."

Lindsey gave Justin a kiss on the forehead. "That's all in the past sweetie, the two of you are starting a future together. A couple who has decided to commit to each other isn't a reason for shame, it's a cause to celebrate." she said. Gus began to laugh, and pat his hands. "See, even Gus approves." Lindsey smiled.

Justin looked at his watch. "I have to go. I have to meet Brian in front of the medical building at four thirty. Don't forget, not a word to anyone Lindsey." he reminded her.

"Cross my heart." Lindsey assured him.

Dr Savanna closed Brian's file, and placed it to the side. He then picked up Justin's for a quick scan. "You're both negative, congratulations." he smiled.

Brian reached inside his jacket pocket, and pulled out a three pack of condoms. He placed them on Dr. Savanna's desk. "These are for you doc. Let's go." he said to Justin.

"Just a minute!" Dr. Savanna called to the hasty lovers.

"What now?" Brian frowned.

"I want you to make an appointment with me for re-testing in six months."

"Why?" Justin asked.

"In case something changes."

"Nothing's going to change, let's go baby." Brian said again.

"Wait Brian." Justin pulled his impatient lover back to his seat. "Are you saying that we have to keep coming back every six months?"

"I want to keep a close eye on you two." Dr Savanna said. "I know it's not easy for two men to remain in a monogamous relationship. You're both negative now, and I want to encourage you to stay that way. I don't want an indiscretion by one to cause the other to become infected."

Brian rolled his eyes. "And how will dragging us back here every six months accomplish that doc?" he asked.

"Sometimes just the knowledge that you're going to be tested is enough to keep you on the straight, and narrow." Dr. Savanna said.

"That's not going to happen with us." Justin assured him.

"Humor me." The good doctor said. "Make your appointments on the way out, then go home and enjoy each other. Merry Christmas." he smiled.

A light snow was starting to fall as Brian, and Justin stepped out of the medical building. It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and they were now each other's ultimate gift. Brian lit a cigarette, and took a long drag. "Do you want to get something to eat first?" he asked Justin.

"I'm not hungry, are you?" Justin replied.

"Not really. I thought maybe.....maybe you might want to celebrate or something. You know...like go out to dinner, or something."

"Do you want to?"

Brian took another drag of his cigarette, and shrugged his shoulders. "It's up to you." he said.

"We could celebrate at home, maybe order out for pizza later." Justin suggested.

Brian threw his cigarette to the ground, and crushed it with his foot. "Ok, let's go home." he said.

The lovers walked silently back to their vehicles. Justin got into the little red Celica, and started up the engine. He looked over at Brian who had climbed into the jeep. The younger man smiled, and waved. Brian returned the gesture, then watched as Justin pulled out of his parking space.

Brian took a deep breath. What the hell was he nervous about? This was what he and Justin wanted. Wasn't it? Could Michael have been right, was Brian's sudden commitment to Justin fueled by insecurity? Maybe he was feeling more threatened by Anthony Massey than he was letting on. Was this kind of physical commitment something that he really wanted, or just a ploy to keep Justin away from Tony? No, this wasn't a ploy, Brian told himself. He loved his baby, and was ready to commit to him body and soul. Anthony Massey once said that a man has to know when he's had enough. Brian told himself that this was his time. The reckless partying, and carousing with nameless, sometimes faceless tricks ends now. Brian started up the jeep, and headed for the loft.

Justin looked at the jeep through his rear view mirror. The young man took a deep breath. This was crazy. What the hell was he nervous about? This was what he wanted, what he had longed for, and dreamed about every since that fateful night when he met Brian Kinney on Liberty Avenue. When Justin left Tony's mansion, and returned to Pittsburgh with Brian he had resolved himself to the fact that if he wanted to stay with Brian then he would have to learn to accept his occasional trysts. After all, everybody knows that you can't turn a whore into a housewife, and Brian Kinney was the biggest whore of them all. At best Justin could only insist that Brian respected him by not bringing his tricks into their bed. Justin told himself that the timing of Brian's sudden change of heart was just a coincidence, still he wondered if Tony had something to do with it. He knew that Tony represented a serious threat to Brian, but to physically commit to their relationship just to keep Tony at bay would be against every self-written moral code that Brian lived by. No, the naysayers had been wrong, Brian had changed. He loved his baby, and now only wanted to be with him. Justin waved, and smiled as the jeep overtook the little red Celica.

Brian was getting out of the jeep when Justin pulled into the parking space next to him. "You're going to get a ticket if you keep driving like that." Justin warned.

"I'll just file it with the others." Brian closed the jeep door.

Justin clung to Brian's side as the lovers silently rode the elevator to their floor. Brian stepped off first, and walked ahead of Justin to the loft door. "Close your eyes." He said as he placed his key in the lock. The young man obliged, and allowed himself to be guided inside. "Now open them." Brian said.

"Oh my." Justin gasped as he stepped into the living room.

The loft was lit with clear, flickering Christmas lights that danced around the ceiling, across the window frames, and over the bedroom doorway. In the center of the room was an eight foot pine decorated in Victorian style with shades of ivory, and pastel ornaments, and dozens of glistening crystal icicles that sparkled like diamonds. White poinsettias adored every vacant corner of the room, and a mock fireplace glowed with imitation amber flames in front of the sofa. "Do you like it?" Brian asked almost timidly.

Justin walked over to where Brian stood. He wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, and pulled him in for a kiss. "It's beautiful Brian, thank-you." he said. Justin moved his hands to Brian's shirt, and began to unfasten its buttons.

"Are you sure you're not hungry?" Brian asked again. "I could go and pick up something."

"I'm not hungry." Justin whispered, and kissed his lover's chest.

Brian pulled away, and headed for the kitchen. "Maybe we should have something to drink first, I bought champagne." he said.

"Brian, is everything ok?"

"Of course, everything's fine baby. I just wanted to make things special for you that's all. Why don't you go on, and I'll meet you in the shower." he suggested.

Brian waited until Justin padded off to the bathroom before pouring himself a double shot of Jack Daniels. He threw the brown liquid down his throat, then reached into the refrigerator for the magnum of champagne. Brian rubbed the cool bottle across his forehead. Jesus Christ, he was sweating bullets. He told himself that this was crazy, that he had fucked Justin a hundred times before, still tonight his hands shook like a new bridegroom as he unwrapped the crystal champagne glasses.

Brian never made it to the shower. Instead he poured himself a second, a third, a fourth shot of Jack Daniels, and quickly gulped them down. He was busy searching for the ice bucket in the cabinets underneath the sink when Justin reentered the room. What Brian saw when he stood up nearly took his breath away. A nude Justin had removed the linen, and pillows from the bed, and was arranging them near the Christmas tree. Brian watched as Justin laid down on the silky comforter, then rolled over onto his belly. "Come and get your present daddy." The hot boy purred.

Brian swallowed hard. He cautiously removed his clothing, then walked over, and laid down next to Justin underneath the tree. The nervous lover slowly ran his hand along the still damp curves of Justin's shoulders, his back, his buttocks, his thighs. "You're beautiful baby." Brian whispered.

Justin didn't reply. He handed Brian the bottle of Astroglide, then closed his eyes, and laid face down on the pillow. The young man waited, and waited, gosh Brian was taking awfully long. Justin raised his head, and looked over at his lover. Brian was propped up on one elbow. His face was as pale as a ghost, and his hair was matted to his forehead with beads of sweat trickling down his jaw line. Justin was momentarily at a loss for words. He watched in disbelief as Brian struggled unsuccessfully to bring his soldier to attention. "Brian what's wrong?" Justin finally asked.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?" Justin looked at Brian's limp dick.

"Just give me a minute."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No, I'm fine!"

"You don't look fine."

"Justin please!"

"Please what?"

"Jesus Christ, I can't do it." Brian panicked.

"What do you mean, you can't do it?"

"You heard me, I can't do it! I'm sorry baby, I don't know what's wrong....."

Justin smiled, and eased Brian down onto his back, then enfolded him in his arm. He placed his other hand on his lover's chest, the older man's heart was drag racing. Justin cuddled him close, and gently stroked his belly. "Relax Brian." he whispered.

"I can't relax." Brian panted.

"Yes you can." Justin kissed him.

The young man trailed his hand down Brian's belly, and grasped his flaccid cock. With a few short strokes the reluctant giant began to awaken. Justin glided his palm over the mushrooming head, down its shaft, and back up again allowing its slippery pre-cum to coat his fingers. "Ummmmm." Brian took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

"That's better." Justin cooed.

The young man climbed on top of his lover, and positioned his body flat against Brian's chest. Brian instinctively moved his hands down his baby's body, and around to the soft mounds of his ass. "Ummmm." Brian exhaled again.

"That's better." Justin cooed.

Justin kissed the side of his lover's neck, and darted his tongue in the hollow of his throat. He then propped himself up on his elbows, and looked into nervous lover's eyes. Justin slowly ran his fingers through Brian's hair. "I want you to fuck me Brian." he whispered. "I want to feel your hot cum deep inside me. I want you to fill me till I choke on your juice, until my body can't take anymore."

Justin smiled to himself as the familiar fire began to rekindle in Brian's eyes. Just a little more should do it. "I want you to fuck me Brian." he continued. "I want you to fuck me like you've waited a lifetime for this ass. Fuck me like I'm yours Brian. Fuck your baby till he calls you daddy."

"Roll over baby." Brian said.

Justin resumed his belly down position on the comforter near the Christmas tree. Once again he handed Brian the bottle of Astroglide. This time Brian squirted a liberal amount along his baby's tight opening, and readied his cock for entry. Justin exhaled, and clutched his pillow as the swollen head penetrated him. Brian held his position, and waited for his signal. "Ooooh yeah." He moaned as the satin folds of Justin's warm tunnel welcomed him inch by glorious inch. Brian began to move his hips. He slid his cock all the way in, then slowly back again. The older man closed his eyes, and his mouth unconsciously fell open. Christ, it felt incredible.

Brian switched his movements to a rhythmic stroke, as Justin rolled his hips to meet him. "Ooooooooh Brian." the hot boy moaned. Christ it felt incredible.

"Do you love it baby? Tell me that you love it." Brian needed to hear.

"Ooooh God I love it!" Justin panted.

"Do you want more? Tell me that you want more."

"More." Justin gasped.

Brian fired up his hips to a feverish pace when Justin began to stroke himself. A definite change soon overtook the young man's voice, and his body began to tremble. Just a few seconds more, Brian told himself even though he was loosing ground fast. He had to hold on, had to wait for his cue. "Oh god, baby." Brian pleaded for mercy. Christ it felt incredible.

"Ooooh Brian."

"Come on baby."

"Oh God."

"Come on baby."

"Ooooh yeah, oooooh yeah, oooooh fuck me daddy!" Justin's high pitched voice cried out.

The earth suddenly began to move, and Brian felt his body shiver as he flooded Justin's insides with his creamy load. Brian filled his baby's tunnel, then pulled Justin up onto all fours to watch the sticky cum ooze from its silky receptacle. Brian threw his head back, and closed his eyes as a second wave of orgasmic quakes shook him. Perhaps it was the sudden change in position that caused the floor to unsettle, or maybe somehow Brian bumped it, but the Christmas tree began to rock. Justin was the first to notice that the crystal ornaments were beginning to shatter on the hardwood floor around them. "BRIAN!" He called out, but it was too late. The eight foot pine came crashing down on both of them.

Lindsey couldn't wait to tell Mel about Justin, and Brian's secret. Surely Justin wouldn't mind if she shared such wonderful news with the woman that she loved. Mel was equally incapable of keeping such news. She phoned Ted, and swore him to secrecy. Ted didn't give a second thought about telling Emmett, who surely had to tell Michael. By the next morning Debbie also knew, and so did the regular diner patrons who happened to be listening in on the conversation going on in the two booths next to them.

"Do you think they'll be glowing?" Debbie grinned.

"They just fucked ma, the same way they've been fucking for two years now." Michael snorted.

"Giving up their condoms, that's so romantic, so committed." Lindsey said from the next booth.

"So stupid, so not like Brian." Michael snorted again.

Ted sat across from Michael. "Brian Kinney in love, I never thought I'd live to see the day." he said.

"In love my ass." Michael grunted. "This was Justin's idea."

"Isn't it wonderful?" Lindsey swooned.

"I can't believe it." Mel shook her head.

"It's beautiful." Emmett wiped his misty eyes. "Do you think they had a romantic dinner with candles, and champagne? I can see Brian lifting Justin up into his arms, and carrying him off to bed."

"You've been reading too many romance novels Emm." Michael said dryly.

"Shhhh! Everyone, here they come!" Debbie whispered.

The five friends quickly buried their heads in their menus, and Debbie returned to work. Justin hurried to the backroom to find his apron, and Brian went to sit with his friends. Gus was the first to greet his father. "Daaaaddddy!" The toddler raised his arms. Brian lifted his mirror image from the isle highchair, and slid into the booth next to Lindsey. "Good morning sonny-boy." He kissed his son, and placed him on his lap.

"Good morning Brian." Lindsey looked up from her menu.

"Boo-boo." Gus told his mother.

Lindsey looked on in bewilderment as Gus studied his father's face. He ran his tiny hands across the reddened marks on Brian's forehead, and down along the scratches on his cheeks. "Boo-boo daddy." Gus said again.

"Yes, daddy has a boo-boo." Brian told his son, then picked up his menu and began to read.

Mel looked at Brian, then over to Lindsey who discretely shrugged her shoulders. Debbie looked on dumbfounded as well, while an equally perplexed Emmett, Ted, and Michael peeked at Brian from over the top of their booth. Heads in the busy diner, and the rumor mill immediately began to turn when Justin emerged from the backroom. Like Brian, his face was covered with red scratches. What the hell had happened to Babylon's royal couple?

The royal court watched in silence as their beloved former king strolled over, and gave his lover the sweetest kiss. "How do you want your eggs?" Justin purred.

"Over easy." Brian melted.

"Awwwwww!" The diner sighed.

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Author's note: The real story that inspired "Over Easy".

If you've been following my FS stories then you know that I always choose one story as my favorite for the season. This year I had a hard time deciding between two. This week's installment, "Over Easy" lost by a small margin.

"Over Easy" is another one taken from the G/R archives, and is very near, and dear to my heart. The dialogue, and what happened the first night Ronny, and I did it raw was almost written verbatim. I was nervous as hell, of course my fearless boy wasn't. He had to jumpstart me. Christ it felt incredible. It wasn't Christmas time, so there was no Christmas tree to fall on top of us. In our case during the heat of passion one of the legs on the bed rail bent. The bed collapsed on one side causing Ronny to fall forward onto his belly, I fell forward onto his back. We both kind of slid to the slanted edge of the bed, and tumbled off onto the floor. After that we got rid of the headboard, and bedrail. To this day the mattress, and box spring remains on the floor.

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