Fantasy Season 5

Tap, Tap, Tap

"The sudden turnabout of Neo Pharmaceuticals has proven Brian Kinney's "Kinnetics" to be a major contender in the latest advertising war, edging out Gardner Vance's "Vanguard," and solidly cementing the fledgling "Kinnetics" in the number ten slot of the top ten advertising agencies in the country." Brian recited from the latest issue of Fortune Magazine.

"Braggart. How did you manage to get Neo to change its mind?" Justin stopped sucking Brian's cock long enough to ask.

"Genius baby, your man is a genius. They realized at the last minute that I was offering them the better deal." Brian attempted to guide his dick back into Justin's mouth.

"So why do you have to go to Atlanta?" Justin stopped him.

"Samuel Gold wants to meet me. It's the least I can do, considering he's the one who overturned Telson's decision." Brian tapped his dick against Justin's lips.

"What made him overturn Telson's decision?" Justin continued to pry.

"Baby, do we have to talk about this now? My plane leaves in a couple of hours." Brian reminded him.

Justin lifted Brian's cock, and traced his tongue across his balls. No, they didn't have to talk about anything right now. He already knew why Neo had suddenly changed its mind. That kind of financial maneuvering had Tony's fingerprints all over it regardless of what Daphne said....

"Justin I thought we had forgotten about the necklaces." Daphne reminded her friend.

"This has nothing to do with the necklaces, I'm telling you what I smelled. I'd know Tony's verbena cologne anywhere." Justin insisted.

"Justin do you know how many men wear Tony's "Justin" cologne? It's the number one men's fragrance on the market. Anyone could have been wearing it. For all you know you could have smelled the UPS delivery man." She attempted to reason with him.

"I'm telling you, I KNOW Tony had been in that room!" Justin was adamant.

"Ok Mr. Bloodhound, so why would Tony just pop in out of the blue in Brian's office, and why didn't anyone see him? Where was Cynthia?" Daphne continued to make her case.

"I don't know." Justin admitted.

"You don't know because it didn't happen." Daphne said. "Justin, has Brian been acting unusual?"

"How do you mean unusual?" Justin asked. "He's been tired, and putting in long hours at work, but that's expected whenever you start a new business."

"I'm not talking about that." Daphne clarified herself. "Since the two of you decided to become a REAL couple has he shown any of his old Brian ways, such as staying out all night, roaming the backrooms, any unknown disappearances?"............

"Ahhhh God!" Brian gasped, as Justin continued to tease his balls. Enough already. Brian lifted Justin's head, and slid his dick into his mouth. Justin grasped the encouraged meat firmly in his hand, and rolled his tongue around its swollen head. So far Brian had not given him any reason to suspect that he was being anything less than a faithful lover. Not a single night had gone by when Brian hadn't come home. There hadn't been any more zucchini men, and no sneaking off to the backroom of Babylon. Indeed there was no reason for Justin to think that things would be any different on a three day business trip. Daphne was right; nothing can ruin a relationship more than lack of trust. Justin had better stop with his silly suspicions before he ended up losing the man that he loved. ...

Brian continued to thrust his cock in and out of Justin's mouth. "Oooh baby yes, I'm almost there!" he panted. "Yes, yes, yes!....."

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Brian's plane touched down in Atlanta Georgia, where he was met by NeoPharmaceutical representatives, and taken to his suite at the Hilton. It was easy to see how "Hot-lanta" had gotten its nickname. The steamy afternoon sun was sweltering. Brian couldn't wait to get out of his travel clothes, and relax before meeting with Neo's CEOs over dinner later on that evening. First on the agenda however was to call Justin to let him know that he had arrived safely. "Hey baby, I'm here melting in Atlanta." Brian's voice came over the wire. "How did your final go?"

"I'm sure I passed." Justin said with confidence. "I'm still a little worried about tomorrow though."

"Well you have all night to study, and no one to bother you. I know you'll be ready." Brian said.

"When will you be home?" Justin asked. "I miss you already."

"I'm having dinner with the top brass here at the Hilton tonight, and tomorrow I'm going to tour their facility. I should be home by Saturday night, just in time to tuck you in bed." Brian smiled. "I have to go now, I want to get some rest so I can look my best tonight. I love you."

"I love you back." Justin smiled, and hung up the phone.

As planned Brian peeled off his sweaty clothing, and cooled off with a long shower. A light lunch from room service, a couple of quick calls to Theodore, and Michael, and before Brian knew it he had fallen asleep across the bed. Luckily he awakened in just enough time to get dressed to meet his hosts for dinner downstairs. Brian stepped into the piano bar restaurant where he was greeted by Samuel Gold himself, president of Neo Pharmaceuticals. Gold's four other senior partners were also there to meet their new hot-shot ad man who's innovative idea to also market their new male performance enhancement pill to gay men, as well as heterosexual men had sent Neo Pharmaceuticals shares soaring on the New York Stock Exchange. After exchanging cordial greetings, Brian took his seat next to Mr. Gold. Their general conversations over medium-rare steaks moved back and forth between business, sports, and family.

Samuel Gold was the father of two sons who were currently in college. Another partner had just married off the last of his three daughters. Brian shared that he was in a three year relationship with his partner. He was surprised to learn that Mr. Gold knew of Justin from the bashing five years earlier. He also knew of the gay prom incident. Mr. Gold expressed his concerns regarding gay issues, particularly Pittsburgh's latest rise in homophobia related violence. Not only did Mr. Gold have a gay son himself, Ethan also attended the Pittsburgh Institute of Fine Arts. "He's a music major, and a very gifted violinist if I must say so myself." Mr. Gold bragged.

"Justin is an art major, and he works part-time for me as a graphic artist." Brian just had to throw that in. "I'll have Justin look Ethan up when I get back home."

With dinner now over, the six men relaxed in their chairs with their snifters of brandy as a busty vixen took her place next to the piano man who had been softly playing in the background. Things were going smoothly, and Brian was feeling oh so mellow as the warm brandy, and the singer's sultry voice rounded out what had turned out to be a perfect evening....

"I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad

I long to try something I've never had

Never had no kissin'

Oh, what I've been missin'

Lover-man, oh where can you be?".. The soulful siren crooned.

The room was well air-conditioned, but Brian suddenly felt a wave of heat sweep over him. Was it the brandy? Was it the passion in the song? For no reason at all, Brian happened to look over to his right. There sitting in a booth on the other side of the room, and staring back at him was Tony.

"Is that Tony Massey?" Samuel Gold spotted his friend, and immediately waved him over.

Brian watched as Tony excused himself from his party, and began to walk toward their table. Oh my god! The younger man's heart skipped a beat. Tony looked absolutely stunning in a charcoal gray, pinstriped suit, with his signature pearl white shirt, that played up the waves of silver in his hair. This time a silky red tie adorned his neckline, secured in place by a diamond solitaire tie tack.

"Sam, how are you?" Tony extended his hand.

"I didn't know you were in town." Mr. Gold returned the handshake. "I'm sure you know Mr. Kinney."

"Hello Brian."

"Hello Tony." Brian smiled, and shook Tony's hand.

"Please sit down, and have a drink with us. Have your party come over too if you'd like." Samuel offered.

"I really can't stay, I was just about to leave." Tony lied.

"What a shame." Samuel frowned. "Before you go I just want to thank you for convincing me to go with this man of yours instead of Kip Thomas. I don't know what Telson was thinking, but then again that's why I'm the boss, and he's just my employee. I have the final word."

"Indeed you do. I'm sure Mr. Kinney will not disappoint you." Tony looked at Brian. Jesus Christ! The older man's heart skipped a beat. Brian looked absolutely stunning in his navy sharkskin suit, with silk cobalt blue shirt, and matching tie. Nobody wears color like Brian Kinney. The blue played up the hints of green hidden in his hazel eyes, and aggregate those beet red, kissable lips. Tony prayed that he could get away before the monster creeping down his left thigh betrayed his lust. "We'll get together soon. Good night gentlemen." Tony turned to leave.

Brian shifted in his seat in a feeble attempt to allow more room for his expanding cock. He prayed that the look on his face wouldn't betray the lust he was feeling as he watched the pinstripes of Tony's suit jacket twitch ever so slightly around his ass as the older man strutted away. Brian pretended to return to the music as he waited for the fire to subside in his pants. Finally with Tony safely out of sight, Brian decided that now was a good time to leave before modesty forbade him from standing once again. He briefly thanked his hosts for a most pleasant evening, then quickly headed off to his room for some much needed release. Damn that Anthony Massey.

The elevator doors to the tenth floor suites opened, and Brian stepped off into the hallway. At that same time the elevator doors on the other side opened as well, and off stepped Tony. "What the fuck are you doing here, why are you following me?" Brian immediately began to panic.

"I was going to ask you the same question." Tony said. "Are you following me to my room?"

"Your room?"

"Ten twenty two." Tony held up his key card.

"I'm across the hall in ten twenty one." Brian said.

"Is that right?" Tony smiled.

"This isn't funny Tony; I know what you're up to." Brian growled.

"And what am I up to?" Tony asked nonchalantly.

"You purposely booked yourself in this hotel because you knew I was going to be here!"

"You wish." Tony laughed, and began walking to his room.

Brian followed behind him. "It's true, you could have stayed at any hotel in town, but you chose to stay in this one! You had this planned all along like some kind of psycho stalker!" Brian insisted.

Tony stopped, and turned around. "If you must know I'm here on business, just like you. I'm staying in the suite my host booked for me, just like you. I'm not a psycho stalker, and if I was I sure as hell wouldn't be stalking you."

"You said you were going to stay away, but now every time I turn around there you are!" Brian continued.

"I only came to Pittsburgh to save your ass!" Tony reminded him.

"BULLSHIT! You could have just as easily called me on the telephone, and when did I ask for your help? I DIDN'T NEED YOU!"

"LIKE HELL YOU DIDN'T!"

"Gentlemen, could you please hold it down? My wife, and I are trying to sleep." A patron peeked his head out of his door.

Tony and Brian turned, and began power walking toward their respective rooms. That stupid whore, who the hell does he think he is? Tony looked over at Brian. Men like him are a dime a dozen in every alley, backroom, and trailer park. How dare Brian insinuate that he would follow him around like some lovesick chicken hawk.

Brian sneered at Tony. Goddamn crypt keeper, who the hell does he think he is running in and out of his, and Justin's lives at will? If Tony thinks he can buy his way into his pants then he's horribly mistaken. "Good night!" Brian swiped his key card, and opened his door.

"Good night!" Tony swiped his key card, but paused before opening his door. "Brian this is ridiculous. Why don't we just fuck, and get it over with? We're both adults, we can handle it. No one has to ever know." Tony suggested.

"Not in your wildest wet dreams, old man." Brian hissed, and slammed his door shut behind him.

Tony quietly entered his room, and leaned back against his door. "Five, four, three, two.."

**tap**tap**tap** Brian rapped lightly from the other side.

"One." Tony smiled.

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