This Christmas

Justin noticed the Christmas decorations on the outside of the house as he pulled up in his rental car. He was home from New York for Christmas. Brian was the only one that knew that he was coming. Justin smiled when he saw the tasteful lights along the edges of the roof and the decorations on the trees on either side of the walk leading up to the door. He parked next to the Corvette and pulled his bag out of the trunk, heading toward the door. He chuckled when he noticed the mistletoe hanging in the doorway, smile staying in place at the homemade wreath on the door. The picture of Gus in the middle and the sloppy signature proved the decoration was put in place by a proud father displaying his son’s latest creation.

When Justin entered the house using the key Brian sent to him, he smiled bigger at the warm cinnamon scent that wafted toward him. He once again chuckled when he heard the soft Christmas music coming from the living room. Brian was going all out this year. He was apparently full of surprises. Brian was usually a Scrooge about Christmas, not even giving so much as a Christmas card. Of course he’d have gifts for everyone on Christmas morning but never took place in the actual celebrating. This year appeared to be different.

As Justin made his way to the bedroom to put his bags away, he noticed that there was mistletoe hanging in every doorway of the house. He once again chuckled. His artist’s eye, however, noticed that there were different colored ribbons around each bundle of the holiday decoration. This got him extremely curious. His curiosity grew when he noticed a bunch of mistletoe hanging directly over the bed. He decided to let Brian explain. After putting his bags down in the bedroom he made his way around the house until he found Brian in the kitchen. The older man obviously didn’t realize that Justin was there. His back was to the blond and Justin smirked when he realized that Brian was humming along with the Christmas carols. When the music switched from Jingle Bells to Blue Christmas, Brian started to sing along, his rich baritone voice sending shivers down Justin’s spine. Though he hated to interrupt he knew he should let Brian know he was there.

"What are you doing?" Justin chuckled when Brian jumped. He moved up behind the older man, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing his shoulder before looking over it. Justin was amazed to see Brian in the process of laying out cookies on a sheet. They were in the shapes of trees and Santas and bells. "Are you actually baking Christmas cookies?"

"Yes, I am. Gus loves them and he and the munchers are going to be here tomorrow and I don’t want to disappoint." He smiled and turned his head to the side, Justin kissing his cheek before Brian went back to what he was doing. "Don’t worry, Sunshine. They’re premade. All I do is take them out of the package and bake them." He indicated the wrapper from the Pillsbury ready to bake cookies.

Justin chuckled. "Well, at least you’re willing to bake even if the cookies aren’t from scratch." He moved around to the other side of the island in the kitchen to watch Brian as he laid the cookies out. "And the munchers don’t need to know they were ready to bake."

"Linds’ll know," Brian smirked as he looked at Justin. Once the cookies were on the tray, Brian looked at the blond. "How was the flight?" He made sure to kiss Justin on his way past to the oven.

"It was okay." Justin leaned back against the island, unabashedly checking out Brian’s ass as he bent down to put the cookies in the oven. Brian didn’t fail to notice and shook his ass a little before he stood and shut the oven door. He set the timer, then moved over to stand beside Justin. "I missed you," Justin said softly.

"Missed you too," Brian admitted. Once Brian finally uttered the "I love you" he saw no point in denying when he’d missed the artist. "I would throw you down and fuck you right now but I don’t want the cookies to burn." He smirked. Justin laughed, then kissed Brian.

"It’s half an hour. We can at least make out." He then leaned up and kissed Brian, but the older man moved away.

"Actually, I can’t leave this kitchen looking like this." He sighed and started cleaning up the mess he’d made. Even the premade cookies were messy to put on a tray. Justin decided the only thing he could do was help. There were certain times that Brian was almost OCD in his need to have things neat and orderly. The two cleaned the kitchen and by the time they were done, so were the cookies. Brian pulled them out and loosened them from the cookie sheet, then set them out to cool. "We can ice them later." He smiled at Justin.

"I’ve been meaning to ask you something." Justin caught a glimpse of the mistletoe in the doorway of the kitchen and it reminded him what he wanted to ask.

"Yes." Brian smiled.

"What’s with the mistletoe?" He looked Brian in the eye.

"You mean you were never told that little holiday tradition?" Brian asked with a tongue in cheek grin. Justin rolled his eyes.

"I mean, what’s with the different colored ribbons?" He was completely curious, though he expected Brian to tell him it was nothing. His expectations were yet again exceeded as Brian apparently did have an explanation.

"I think it’ll be easier to show you." Brian smiled and took Justin’s hand. He led Justin to the front door where the mistletoe had a green ribbon around it. "See that?" He raised an eyebrow. Justin nodded. Brian then leaned in and gave Justin a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"Okay....." Justin said, still confused. Brian then moved Justin over to a bunch that had a white ribbon around it.

"See that?" He pointed to the bunch. Justin once again nodded and Brian leaned in and gave him another chaste kiss but this time on the lips. With that action, Justin was starting to catch on. They moved to another bunch that had a silver ribbon around it. Without a word Brian leaned in and gave Justin another kiss on the lips, this time more than just a friendly peck.

"So each color means a different kind of kiss?" Justin asked. Brian nodded and moved Justin over under a bunch that had a gold ribbon around it. As they moved to this bunch Justin noticed that the areas that would be frequented by family members, were they to visit, mainly had the mistletoe with the green ribbon and a couple of them had the white. The silver and gold ribbons seemed to be leading toward the bedroom. "So what does this one mean?" Justin pointed to the gold ribbon above his head.

"This," Brian said with a smile. He pulled Justin into his arms and kissed him passionately. His tongue slipped out and licked Justin’s bottom lip. Justin parted his lips and allowed Brian’s tongue into his mouth, sucking on it hungrily as if they hadn’t kissed in decades. He’d missed the beautiful lips that were now assaulting his own. His arms found their way around Brian’s waist and they kissed for several minutes before air became necessary and they parted, panting slightly.

"I like that one," Justin said and Brian chuckled.

He then led Justin to the bedroom. Hanging in the doorway was one bunch with a red ribbon around it. "What does this one mean?" Justin was now very curious. Brian leaned Justin up against the door frame and got down on his knees. He smirked up at Justin as he slowly undid the younger man’s pants and slid them down just enough to free his semi hard cock. Brian licked his lips as he stared at the flesh before him, then leaned forward and kissed the head. He kissed his way down the shaft and back up again before taking just the head in his mouth and sucking gently. Justin’s hands found their way into Brian’s hair, his back arching as Brian’s head started to bob at his groin. It wasn’t long before Justin was screaming his name as he came, shooting down Brian’s throat. Brian swallowed every drop and licked Justin clean before tucking him away and redoing his pants. He then stood and kissed Justin, allowing the young man to taste himself in his lover’s mouth. They parted and Justin smiled brightly.

Justin noticed that the bunch above the bed had a red ribbon as well. "I really like this one," he said with a smirk. Brian chuckled.

After Justin returned the favor, making sure Brian was completely satisfied before getting to his feet again, the two of them cleaned up, then went into the kitchen to ice the cookies and finish preparations for the next day.

"So, what’s with all the decorations? This can’t all be for Gus," Justin asked.

"I’m actually having a party tomorrow night," Brian answered. The next night was Christmas Eve. Justin stopped what he was doing and stared at the older man in shock.

"You’re what?"

"I’m having a party. Well, the family Christmas party was moved here instead of Deb’s. They haven’t really seen the house yet and Debbie’s place is just too small for our ever growing family. I mean, could you imagine getting you and me and Linds and Mel and Gus and JR and Michael and Ben and Hunter and Emmett and Calvin and Ted and Blake and Carl and Debbie all into that little living room?" Brian shuddered at the thought.

"Good point," Justin said, sharing the shudder. That was far too many people for such a small space.

"And I figured since this place is huge we might as well have it here. I know I didn’t say anything but I figured you wouldn’t mind. Especially since you get me for a whole twenty-four hours before anybody shows up." Brian smiled at Justin.

"Well, except that most of it is spent preparing for the party." Justin smirked and Brian chuckled.

"Only some of it. Emmett’s actually doing the main prep tomorrow. He helped with the decorations. And before you ask, I picked everything out; he just helped me put them up."

"They’re very....you," Justin said. Brian looked up with a raised eyebrow. "I just mean that they’re tasteful and elegant without going overboard." He smiled. Brian returned the smile, then started to clean up the icing. They’d used red, green and white to decorate the cookies and it was getting everywhere. Once the cookies were done and the kitchen was cleaned, they made their way into the bedroom. Justin got undressed and lay down on the bed. Brian smiled as he watched him undress, then started to get undressed himself. They were both naked, but Brian wasn’t yet on the bed. Justin looked at him curiously.

"I want to give you your gift early. Don’t want to take a chance on little hands finding it and letting everyone see it," Brian explained and this made Justin involuntarily roll his eyes. "Close your eyes," Brian said and Justin nodded, closing his eyes as he lay back on the pillow. He heard Brian moving around and wanted to peek but decided to be a good little boy and keep his eyes closed. "Okay, open them." Justin was expecting to see a dildo or some other kind of sex toy. What he wasn’t expecting to see was a little book, not much bigger than the size of a credit card and about an inch thick with an obviously hand drawn cover. It was a small picture of a couple curled up in front of a fire with a Christmas tree in one corner and across it was written "Merry Christmas, Sunshine." With a BK in the bottom right corner.

"Did you draw this?" Justin asked. Brian simply nodded and Justin could have sworn he saw the faintest blush creep onto the older man’s cheeks. That couldn’t be true, though, because Brian never blushed. "It’s beautiful," Justin said softly before picking it up. He had no idea Brian was such an excellent artist. Justin sat up with his back leaning against the headboard and opened the cover of the book. His eyebrows shot up in confusion as he looked at the first page of the little book. He noticed that the pages were perforated for easy removal. "The Christmas Coupon Book?" he asked as he looked at Brian.

"I didn’t know what to get you. I already got you the country manor and I’ve told you I love you. I was wracking my brain for weeks trying to come up with the perfect gift. Then Cynthia told me about this. One of her boyfriends a while back made her this little coupon book. He, of course, didn’t have the resources I have but she said it was the sweetest Christmas present she ever got. So I thought I would do that for you. Only, in my own way. She had things like a free foot massage or a day of pampering or stuff like that in her coupon book. That seemed a bit dykish to me so I did it my own way." He smiled and Justin raised an eyebrow as he turned the page and saw the first coupon. He laughed a little when he saw what it said. He decided to read the coupon out loud.

"This coupon entitles its bearer to one blow job at any time he sees fit, given that the other participating party is not in any way hindered by health or work deadline." He chuckled. "Gotta have the loopholes in there, huh?" He raised an eyebrow and Brian smiled.

"You know me," Brian chuckled when Justin shook his head. Justin turned the page and smiled.

"The bearer of this coupon is entitled to one day of dominance." He looked at Brian. "What do you mean by that?"

"That one is up for interpretation. If you want it to mean that you dominate me, that’s what it’ll mean. It’s your choice." He smiled a little and Justin nodded, moving on to the next coupon.

"Get out of sex free card." Justin chuckled, then read the fine print. "The bearer of this coupon is allowed to refuse sex for any reason at any time with no explanation. This coupon is not valid for reasons of illness or work as they are valid reasons and do not need the coupon." He looked at Brian. "So, in other words, if you’re horny and I just don’t feel like it, I can hand you this coupon and you’ll leave me alone and not try to get me in the mood?" It’d happened more than once. Brian was in the mood and Justin wasn’t and Brian did what he could to get Justin in the mood, not leaving the young man alone. Brian nodded.

"That’s exactly what that means."

"Very interesting." Justin smirked and moved on. His eyes gleamed at the next coupon. Then he noticed that the next four were actually identical coupons. He chuckled as he read "Entry pass." Looking up at Brian before reading the fine print. "This coupon entitles its bearer to topping rights at the time the coupon is presented. At that time, the presentee will willingly and without argument bottom for the presenter." Justin smirked. "And there are four of them."

"I figured you might get the itch to use more than one." Brian shrugged. What he wouldn’t admit, even at this stage in their relationship, is that he actually liked it when Justin topped him. His orgasms were the most intense ever with the young man buried deep inside his ass. He started to get hard just thinking about it. Something which Justin did not fail to notice. He decided to wait on that and instead turned to the last three coupons.

"This coupon entitles its bearer to one night of cuddling in front of the fireplace with no hanky panky unless initiated by the bearer." He smirked at Brian and Brian simply shrugged. Justin then looked at the next to last coupon. "King for a day. This coupon entitles its bearer to one day as king of the household but with only the perks and none of the responsibilities of said title." He looked up at Brian again. "So, in other words, I get to boss you around and you have to do what I tell you to? You have to obey my every whim?"

"That’s right." Brian nodded, smiling a little. There was a reason there was only one of those. He tried to keep from smirking when he saw that Justin was looking at the last coupon. He’d put a great deal of thought into the very last coupon and was rather enjoying the look on Justin’s face. Justin looked up at Brian for a minute, then looked back at the coupon, then looked back at Brian again.

"Are you serious?" Justin asked.

"Yes," Brian answered. He knew that Justin would believe the last coupon would be too good to be true.

"So we can.....whenever I want..." Justin was unable to complete his thoughts.

"That’s right." Brian said with a nod, allowing his smile to grow. Justin practically threw himself at Brian, wrapping his arms around the older man’s neck and kissing him passionately. They lay back together, Brian’s arms wrapped around Justin’s waist. Their tongues dueled as Justin moved so that he could rub his erection against Brian’s. The movement caused the little coupon book to fall to the floor with the final coupon showing.

"This coupon entitles its bearer to a verbal commitment and an exchanging of rings at such time and in such a manner as the bearer sees fit."

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