Let's Go Out and Play

"Briiaan"

Brian looked up from his computer to see Justin sitting on the counter swinging his legs very seductively. Justin had a sweet little smile on his face, which made Brian's nether regions start to twitch.

"Groan…what baby?"

"Let's go out and play"

"After I finish this"

"Brian you've been sitting there for almost 3 hours. Why did you bother coming home early in the first place?"

"Cause I wanted to be with you"

"I'm honored"

Justin jumped down and sashayed over to Brian. He was wearing a tight little belly shirt that left his navel exposed and his pale trail of baby fine hair that led to his…

Justin was also wearing his favorite pair of cargo pants loose enough in the front to show off his obvious well endowments and tight enough in the back that could bring tears to a grown fag's eyes.

Justin approached Brian's desk and whispered close to Brian's ear.

"Come on Brian, I want to play"

"No Justin I have to finish"

Justin snorted but instead of stomping away like Brian thought he would Justin grabbed the screen and turned it toward him. He gave Brian a look that said "Duh" and plopped himself into Brian's lap.

Brian raised his eyebrows and hands in a mock surrender. Within a couple of, swishes of the stylus Justin transformed the colors of the ad that Brian was sweating over for hours.

Justin turned the screen so that his lover could see and Brian's jaw dropped. It was exactly what he had in mind. Brian hung his head into the young man's chest in defeat.

"Brian you're a stubborn asshole ya know"

"I know"

"Why am I the head of the Art Dept. if you wont ask for my help?"

"Cause I'm a stubborn asshole"

"And a drama queen"

Sighing Brian nodded his head.

Justin kissed the top of the brunet's head and said…

"Now can we go out and play?"

"Yes baby whatever you want", as he pushed his blond bundle off his lap.

"Let me change"

"No Brian I like what you're wearing"

Brian was wearing his old pair of black jeans faded in the right spots and a tight black tank that made him look lean tall and mean. The effect on Justin was toe curling.

"Okay baby"

"Wait"…as Justin reached up and ruffled Brian's hair making his lover look scruffier. The 5 o'clock shadow just added to the whole effect.  The contrast between the two was mind blowing; light golden sweetness vs. deep dark mysterious meanness. Of course we know the truth.

The two headed for Babylon.

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"10 minutes Justin that's all I'm giving you and I may not even give that long"

"Oh Brian"

"Don't oh Brian me, you remember what happened the last time.  You almost got us banned.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault"

"Yeah well you know the Sap holds a grudge. If it wasn't for the fact that when the rest of Liberty Ave. heard about the ban and threatened to boycott we'd still be barred."

"Ok, ok"

"No backroom, not without me anyway"

"Yes dear"

"Brat"

"Asshole"

"Go on get out", Brian said with a kiss. Before Justin jumped out of the jeep Brian put his hand on Justin's arm. Justin turned to see the love and concern in Brian's eyes…"I'll be careful, I promise; love you."

"Me too brat"

With a huff and a smile Justin was gone.

As Brian parked the jeep he thought, "what else can this kid talk me in to?"

Justin swished and swayed his ass passed the long line of would be patrons exacting whistles and catcalls. He smiled and gave the gawkers a good show. Climbing the steps to the entrance he strolled passed the bouncer.

"Hi Justin"

"Hi Rick"

"Playtime?"

"Yup"

"Behave yourself you remember the last time"

"I'll behave"

"Ok, have fun"

"Thanks"

Rick whispered into his headphone…"Heads up guys the Kings are out to play."

Brian sauntered passed the same line and was treated to his own fair share of catcalls. He ignored them.

"Hey Kinney"

"Hi ya Rick"

"The princess looks like he means business"

"Yeah, well what ever Justin wants…"

"I know Justin gets, but look can you two go easy the Sap hasn't forgiven you for the last time"

"Hey that wasn't our fault your dancer should have paid attention to what he was doing and not to us"

"Come on Kinney when you two start your show who can look at anything else"

Brian heard some of the boys on the line murmur, "they have a show?"

Brian smirked…"look I promise we'll behave that's why I only gave him a few minutes lead time and I'm tired; he's going to kill me one day"

Rick chuckled and nodded his head as Brian went in. Rick again whispered into the headphone…"okay guys it's showtime!"

Brian walked into the club recalling the last time he and Justin wanted to play. One of the bar dancers became so engrossed in watching that he danced himself off the bar and landed in the hospital with a concussion. The Sap never forgave them.

As Brian surveyed the crowd from the catwalk he spotted Justin in the center of the dance floor already surrounded by a bevy of young men. None of them looked very threatening so Brian decided to let his boy have fun. There was no need to rush in and stake a claim. Justin could handle it, so he went to the bar.  Immediately Brian knew that he made a mistake. Ted and Emmett were there ready to question him.

"So Brian do I see trouble in paradise?"

"I have no idea to what you're referring to Theodore"

"Oh come on honey, you can't tell me you're happy with that", Emmett indicating the dance floor with Justin as the center attention.

"That's quite a show"

"It fills the void Theodore"

"Brian ordered a round of drinks for his `friends' and stole looks at Justin. So far Justin was fine. Nothing but a sea of twinks of all shapes and sizes but twinks non-the less. Eventually Mikey and Ben showed up and Brian mentally prepared himself for the onslaught of whining Mikey would do.

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"Brian how can you stand by and watch him the ungrateful little shit; why do you put up with it; if he was my boyfriend I'd send his ass packing!"

Brian let out a big sigh and tried to think of something he hasn't already said to Mikey to convince him of Justin's fidelity but it was no use. Ben seeing the frustration on Brian's face said to Mikey, "it's none of your business, Brian can handle Justin."

Brian mouthed "thank you" to Ben. Mikey was gearing up for a rebuttal but a stern look from Ben stopped him. He stood with his arms folded and huffed.  Brian got the new arrivals a drink and they all continued to watch the show.

Brian found himself getting aroused as he watched a pair of beautiful young men dance their way to Justin making a `Justin sandwich'. Brian was about to walk over when the Sap appeared loud and angry.

"Kinney you were warned if you and your little whore over there do any damage with your little game I swear I'll have you banned from here and any other establishment I can convince"

"Well that'll be a short list"

"Kinney I swear…"

Brian was about to respond with an ego shattering retort but he glanced over at Justin who was now looking uncomfortable. Brian put down his drink…

"Gotta go"

"Don't you walk away from…"

Brian ignored the Sap and quickly made his way through the sea of men that somehow parted before him.  As Justin was attempting to extricate himself from the sandwich Brian staked his claim.

In the meantime the gang heard what the Sap had said and began to murmur…

"Game, what game?"

"Don't you guys know anything?" blank stares were all he received.

"Shit and you call yourselves his fucking friends; huh a lot you know; they're playing a game. Justin dresses like that to tease then Kinney rescues him and then they take a trip to the backroom"

The gang let out a collective, "ooohhh".

The gang quickly turned their attention to the spectacle on the dance floor wondering if Brian can handle the two men who attempted to claim Justin for the night. They were relieved to see Justin in Brian's arms both laughing as Brian swung Justin around then hug him close for an embrace.

The wiser more learned patrons who knew the score clapped and cheered as the kings kissed. Putting Justin down the blond king led his lover to the backroom.

A very relieved Sap disappeared into the crowd heading for his office. The nearest bouncer whispered into his headphones, "playtime's over" and received a bunch of sighs in his ears.

The gang decided to leave and go to the diner to wait it out knowing that the kings would soon tire of the backroom and stop by the diner for a bite to eat before taking it back to the loft.

As for the kings at play in the backroom, well you know…

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