Dumb Blond

Chapter 16

Brian got up off the sofa and followed Justin out to the main foyer.  He found the young man struggling to unlock the front door.  Apparently Joe had decided to lock it behind him.  Brian would have to make sure that Joe got a bonus for that.

He strode over to where Justin had finally managed to get the lock to open.  He pulled Justin’s hand away, flipped the lock back on and backed Justin up against the wall.  He pressed his body and then his lips against Justin, kissing him with all the smoldering passion he had been feeling since their first encounter.  He felt himself growing hard and Justin’s erection was already pressing against his groin.

“I want you,” Brian growled as he stepped away.  He took Justin’s hand and led him into the office where Brian began stripping off his own clothes.  “Is there a problem?” he asked when he noticed that Justin was not taking off his clothes.

“Just enjoying the view,” Justin replied with a look of lust on his face.

“I wouldn’t mind a view of my own,” Brian said as he stripped off the last of his clothes and extended his arms to show his young companion the complete package that was Brian Kinney.

“You are so full of yourself,” Justin laughed as he started to remove his clothes.

“I want you to be full of me too,” Brian whispered as his need grew with each piece of Justin’s clothing that came off.

Justin slid his jeans down his legs and turned to allow Brian the full vista of his bubble butt as he bent to pull them off his feet.

“Nice,” Brian groaned.

“What are you waiting for, Mr. Kinney?” Justin asked.

“Brian, I’m not Mr. Kinney.”

“Okay, Brian,” Justin agreed.  He wasn’t sure why he was letting this happen.  There didn’t seem to be any future for them, but it was obviously what they both wanted.  And maybe that was enough.  Maybe he’d get another great painting out of it, Justin thought.  He grinned as he turned back to face Brian.

“Why are you smiling like that?”

“Just remembering the last time.”

“It was … okay, wasn’t it?”

“Spectacular!” Justin said just before Brian tackled him onto the couch.

They came together with all the heat and passion that was imaginable.  Brian knew why he had been thinking about Justin as soon as his lips met the young man’s.  His body craved the touch of Justin’s skin, the taste of his kisses, the heat of his body.

Neither of them could wait long and soon Brian was embedded to the hilt inside his lover.  And yes, Justin was his lover.  This was so different from his usual fucks.  It felt different: it was more intense, more necessary, unlike anything Brian had ever experienced before.  He would have to figure out what this was about.  But that would have to wait until … later.

Everything was touch and feel, hands and fingers, skin against skin, lips and tongue, kisses and caresses and nips and bites.  It didn’t last too long as it was far too intense to continue.  They collapsed against each other, spent and sated.

It took a few moments before either could speak.

“That was great,” Justin finally said.

“What happened to spectacular?” Brian asked as he rolled to the side to let Justin breathe more easily.  It was a tight fit for the two of them on the sofa.

Justin chuckled.  “I didn’t want to overuse the same word.”

“I wouldn’t have minded.”

Justin grinned as he looked into Brian’s eyes.  “There’s lots more words I could use.  It will be a long time before I have to repeat spectacular.”

“What’s the next best one?” Brian asked.

“Um … magnificent!”

“Then let’s try for magnificent,” Brian said as he rolled atop Justin and started round two.

*****

They worked their way through “fabulous” and “terrific” before they really took a breather.

Lying close together on the sofa all sweaty and boneless, they took some deep breaths then looked into each other’s eyes.

Justin frowned.  “Where is this going, Brian?”  He waited hoping to hear the answer he wanted.  When Brian didn’t say anything, he sighed and sat up.  “I get it,” he said as he started hunting for his clothes.  “It’s not going anywhere, so thanks for a … great fuck, but I’ll be leaving now and don’t try to stop me.”

When Justin reached for one of his socks under the edge of the sofa, Brian’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. 

“Don’t go,” Brian said.

“Why not?  You still got another fuck in you?  I bet there are lots of willing assholes at any club.”  Justin tried to pull his hand away, but Brian refused to let go.

“Been there, done that.  It’s not what I want … now.”

“Then what do you want?”  Justin stopped struggling wanting to hear what Brian might say.

“I want…”

The long pause was killing Justin.  “Please, Brian, either let me go or tell me what you want to say.”

“I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t leave,” Brian said softly. 

Justin’s face registered surprise.  “That’s it?!  You’ve got to fucking be kidding me!”

“Justin, sit down … please!” 

Not sure why, Justin sat.  “You’re going to have to do better than that,” Justin stated as Brian released his arm but then pressed his body against his back.

“It might interest you to know that I’ve never told anyone that I wouldn’t mind if they didn’t leave,” Brian admitted.  He was usually happy to see his tricks disappear when they were finished.  It was a lot easier than trying to make polite conversation or dealing with needy assholes who thought the fuck was more than it really was.  But this … whatever it was, was different, and Brian knew that.  That was what he was trying to convey to Justin.  Justin was different from all the others.

“You haven’t?”  Justin could hardly believe his ears.  It was a strange admission for Brian to make.  Had he never asked anyone to stay?  If so, why was he asking Justin.  Could it mean…?

Brian shook his head.  “I never have,” he repeated.  “This is all new and uncharted territory for me.”

“Pretty much the same for me,” Justin replied.

“I … maybe we can help each other figure it out.  I don’t want to … lose you.”

Justin’s face lit up with a radiant smile.  “I can’t believe you really want me.”

“I more than want you,” Brian amended.  “I’m sick of the way my life has been.  I’m ready to start a new chapter, and I think you may be the hero of that next chapter.”

“You mean it?”

“You have no idea how hard that was for me to say.  Of course I mean it, but don’t expect me to repeat it.”

“That’s just about the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard,” Justin declared.

Brian let out a loud groan, making Justin giggle.  “Don’t you ever tell anyone I said that.”

“Ruin your rep, would it?”

“Unbelievably so!”

“Hm, then I guess I have a hold over you,” Justin said with an evil grin.

“In more ways than one.”

Justin smiled as Brian’s hand slid over his back.  He felt himself grow hard.  He reached down and found Brian’s burgeoning cock.  He gave it a squeeze making Brian groan.

“You are so bad,” Brian whispered.

“That’s what makes me so good,” Justin retorted.

Brian pulled Justin down beside him.  “You got that right.  Are you ready to do ‘stupendous’?”

“More than ready,” Justin said before locking lips with his lover.

*****

When they were finished once again, Brian wrapped his arms around Justin and held him tight.

“Are we cuddling?” Justin asked innocently.

“Brian Kinney does not cuddle.”

“It feels like cuddling.”

“Well it isn’t.”

“Okay, if you say so.  But I like it whatever it is.”

“So do I.  Surprisingly!”

“Brian, how is this going to work?” Justin asked, worry once again nagging at him.

“I don’t know, but if we take it one day at a time and don’t let anybody interfere, we should be able to handle it.”

“You think so?”

Brian nodded.  “We don’t even have to tell anyone just yet.  It can be our secret.”

“But I want to tell everyone,” Justin said.

“Who’s everyone?”

“Joe, and Lydia, that’s Joe’s wife.  They’ve been great to me.”

“So tell them.

“I will,” Justin said happily.  “And maybe Mark.”

“Mark?”

“Mark Botelli, he goes to PIFA.  He’s a pain in my ass.”

“Then by all means tell him.”

Justin laughed.  “I believe I will.  I love being able to gloat.”

“Aaah, a flaw in the perfection.  He loves to gloat,” Brian said like he was making a mental note.

All Justin heard was the perfection part of that statement.  It made him feel ‘spectacular’. “What are your friends going to say about this?” Justin asked.

“Do we have to tell them?”

“Of course we do.”

“Then they’re going to shit themselves.”

“Mikey included?” Justin asked wondering what Brian would say about him.

“How do you know about Mikey?”

“You got a phone call from him the first time I was with you.  You went rushing off.”

“Right,” Brian agreed remembering what had happened that night.  “Michael’s my best friend.  That was the night Ben, Michael’s partner, was taken to the hospital.  He’s HIV positive and he had a very bad reaction to his meds.”

“Oh,” Justin said suddenly feeling foolish for thinking that Michael could have been Brian’s lover.  “Was Ben okay?”

“Yeah, the doctors figured out how to get him back to normal, as normal as his life will ever be.”

“That’s good,” Justin said.  He was so glad he didn’t have to deal with something like HIV.  “What will Michael say about us?”

“Mikey will have an aneurysm.”

Justin laughed out loud.  “Can I be there when you tell him?”

“Certainly.”

“But you think we should keep this quiet for a while?”

“I do.  We don’t know how it’s going to work, so how do we explain it to someone else.”

“But we’re going to try to make it work, right?”

“I think that’s what we’ve been discussing, is it not?”

“Yeah,” Justin said as he laid his head on Brian’s chest.  “I don’t think I’ve been this happy in a long, long time.”

“I’m not sure if I’m happy or just scared shitless,” Brian admitted.

“Try for the happy part.”

“Sure,” Brian said wryly.

“You don’t sound like you believe that’s possible.”

“There’s a lot about me that you don’t know.  I’m not exactly Mr. Cheerful.”

“You seem just fine to me,” Justin replied.

“I’ve been behaving around you, trying to make a good impression.”

“You definitely made a good impression on me.”

“That’s good to know.”

“Oh, and I do love that Baldessarini cologne that you wear.  That made an impression on me too.  I used to take a sniff of it every time I cleaned your restroom.”

“Hm, but you didn’t come up with a slogan for it,” Brian reminded him.

“Oh but I did, I just didn’t tell you.  By the time I saw that note, I suspected I might be communicating with you, and I didn’t want it to go any further.  I was worried for Joe.  He needs this job.”

“I told you his job is safe, but what about your job in advertising?”

“I don’t have a job in advertising.”

“But you could if you’d accept it.”

“I told you why that’s not possible,” Justin said with a sigh.

“We could make it work, just like this … whatever this turns out to be.”

“You think so?”

“I know so.”

“Are you always so definite?”

“Always.”

Justin chuckled.  “I guess I better get used to it then.”

“Yeah, you better,” Brian said pulling Justin closer against him.  “So, what slogan did you come up with for the Baldessarini?”

“Scent from Heaven but with a ‘c’ in scent.”

Brian chuckled.  “I love it.  See, I knew you were an advertising genius.”

“Brian, that’s not really what I want to do with my life.”

“I get that, but it could make your life a lot easier, and I’ll make sure you have hours that fit around your classes.”

“You’d do that?”

“I just said I would.”

“I could really learn to love you, Brian Kinney.”

“I thought you already did.”

“Ego, much?”

“I’ve been told it is rather large.”

“Astronomical!”

“You’re just full of big words.”

Justin laughed.  “I have another one for you.  Breathtaking!  Let’s try for that one,” he said as he rubbed himself against Brian’s cock.  It responded immediately.

“Looks like we are good to go,” Brian said rolling on top of his lover.  He was starting to like the sound of that word.

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