Justin hammered and screwed the stand onto the bottom of the tree that he and Brian had cut at the tree farm.  It had been a fun day with Gus and the whole gang.  Well, most of it.  Gus had had a good time and he thought Brian had enjoyed himself.  He kind of said that he did.  Justin smiled blocking out the incident with the man who had called them perverts.  He wondered if that would ever change.

"Brian," he called.

Brian had been in the shower ever since they got back.  He said he was frozen solid.  Justin would have liked to join him, but Brian said his balls were too blue to function properly.  Fucking Justin in the shower would probably cause them to fall off.  He told Justin to get the tree set up while he got warm under the hot water.  He said he'd exact his payment from Justin later and Justin understood that being banished from the shower was part of that payment.

The shower had gone off a while ago.  "Brian!" Justin called louder.

"What?" Brian asked sticking his head out of the bathroom.

"I need your help."

"To do what?  This Christmas tree thing is your bailiwick, not mine."

"I can't lift it upright by myself."

"So all I'm good for is muscle power?"

"Your height helps too," Justin said sweetly.

Brian huffed, but he came out of the bathroom clad only in a towel wrapped around his hips.  He looked skeptically at what Justin had done.  "Do you really think it will stand up in that thing?" Brian asked pointing to the stand that looked rather puny at the base of the large tree.

Justin was staring longingly at Brian's bare chest.  "Huh?" he said when Brian stopped talking.

Brian snorted.  "See something you like … besides the tree?"

"Maybe," Justin said sheepishly.  "I've got the stand in place, but I can't lift it by myself."

"Come on then," Brian said offering his hand and hauling Justin to his feet.

Justin allowed his forward momentum to carry him up against Brian.  He sniffed Brian's throat all citrus-smelling from the shower.  Justin ran his hand across Brian's chest giving a little tweak to one nipple.  He looked up at Brian and said, "You smell good."

"You don't," Brian said sniffing in response.

"Briiian," Justin whined giving the man a smack in the chest.  "You wouldn't let me shower with you," he pouted.  "Speaking of which, how are your balls?"  Justin reached down to give them a gentle squeeze.

"I believe they're functional again.  Want to try them out?"

"Yes please, but after we get this thing standing upright."

"I believe I'm starting to stand upright myself," Brian said with a smirk.  They both looked at his crotch.

Justin giggled.  "Help me and we can test out your balls right away."

"After you shower."

"I don't smell that bad, do I?"

"I'll take the fifth on that one."

"You're mean," said Justin heading to the top of the tree.

"You love me anyway."

"Yeah, I do, fool that I am."

"You mean brilliant, sensitive, discerning chap that you are."

Justin giggled again.  "Help me," he pleaded tugging on the tree.

Brian grabbed the base and between the two of them they righted the tree and it stood tall and proud in front of the windows of the loft.  They moved back to get a better look at it.

"It looks … awesome," Justin said.

"Not bad," Brian agreed and from him that was high praise.   "Now go shower before my balls fall off from deprivation."

Justin snorted this time.  "Like you've ever experienced deprivation in that area."

"And I don't want to start now."  Brian gave him a swat on the bum as he moved towards the bedroom.  "Hurry up."

Justin hit the shower, quickly getting rid of the sweat he had worked up hauling the tree around.  He was glad to be here in the loft with Brian and to have Brian help him even reluctantly.  They had an interesting and challenging life now that Brian was the mayor.  He began thinking about last Christmas when they had gone away together to escape the threats against the new mayor. 

They had never really spent a Christmas together in the loft.  This would be their first.  He was looking forward to it – all Brian, all day, and presents and food.  He could hardly wait.  He realized he was stroking himself thinking about Christmas day and waking up next to Brian in their bed.  He would give him the blowjob of the millennium and then they would have coffee and scrambled eggs and open their presents.  He still had to get one for Brian.  He wasn't sure what he could afford that Brian would like.  He glanced down and realized he better stop his manipulations before he wasted it in the shower.  He wanted to save it for Brian.

He turned off the shower and stepped out.  Immediately a warm fluffy towel enfolded him and he sighed as he leaned back into Brian's strong arms.  Brian held the towel tight around him, his arms wrapped around Justin's chest.  Justin tilted his head back and was rewarded with a soft lingering kiss.

"You taste like more," Justin whispered.

"Let's get you dry so I can get you all hot and sweaty and sticky all over again," Brian whispered in his ear.  He nipped at the lobe and Justin felt a shiver of anticipation run through his body.  God, he loved this man, and seemingly Brian loved him.  Life was good.

Brian dried him off taking note of Justin's stiffy.  He gave it special attention, then dropped to his knees and expertly sucked off his young lover.

"You taste delicious," he said when the boy was properly taken care of and leaning somewhat unsteadily against him.

"Bed," Justin said and they moved over there for round two.

Brian tumbled backwards onto the bed and found his arms full of beautiful blond boy.  Justin rubbed against him as he snuggled on top of Brian's chest.  Brian's hand found a delicious piece of Justin's ass to fondle and they both sighed contentedly.  They lay there in each other's arms enjoying the full length contact.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Justin demanded ready for more.

"Someone's very impatient today," Brian singsonged.

"Someone's extremely annoying," Justin retorted.

"Someone's going to get a spanking if he doesn't behave."

"Someone's looking for trouble if he tries."

"Would that be good trouble or bad trouble?" Brian asked and nibbled on Justin's throat.

"Um," Justin responded.  "Which kind of trouble would you like?"

"Whichever kind gets your dick up my ass."

Justin sat up abruptly.  He wasn't sure he had heard right.  "Are you saying…?"

Brian nodded with that goofy grin on his face.  "You worked so hard today and put up with all my shit.  I thought you deserved a reward.  Actually it will be a reward for both of us."  He raised a brow and smirked at his young lover.

Justin beamed back at him.  "I love you, you know," Justin said before he captured Brian's lips in a warm kiss.  He rubbed against the man and could feel both their cocks stiffen against his groin.  He was so ready for this.  He licked along Brian's jaw and his hands slid between their bodies and squeezed Brian's breasts.  The man groaned and Justin grinned.  He loved it when Brian made noise.  Then he knew he had gotten to him.  Usually Brian was in control.  Drawing unexpected moans and groans from him meant that he had penetrated that shell that Brian still kept around parts of himself.

Justin slid down and kneeled between Brian's legs.  He shoved the man's thighs apart with his knees and caressed the soft skin inside.  He grabbed the tube of lube and squirted some in his palm.  He spread it over Brian's pucker and then used his lubed palm to stroke Brian's already stiff cock.  He heard Brian gasp in response, but he wanted more noise.

More lube added to his fingers and he was ready.  He pressed on the tight knot of muscle and one finger gained admittance.  He hooked it and jabbed in and out causing Brian's eyes to flutter closed and a soft moan to escape his lips.  Justin added another finger and scissored inside the warm hole.  Brian arched up and moaned louder, his eyes clamped shut as he rode the feelings that engulfed him.

Justin smiled.  He was getting there.  He ripped open a condom and slid it on.  He grabbed the back of Brian's knees and lifted the man's legs onto his shoulders.  He leaned in and kissed the slightly open mouth.  Brian allowed him entry and his tongue swirled around.  This time it was Justin who moaned.  He loved the taste of his man.  He loved to kiss Brian, to feel him respond, to know that only he mattered to the man at that particular moment in time.

Justin's cock twitched as he positioned it.  Brian opened his eyes and Justin drove in through the first ring of muscle.  He saw Brian wince, but then smile up at him and he pushed harder gaining full entry.  He gave a short jab to make sure he was completely embedded and then stopped waiting for Brian to look at him again.  Brian opened his eyes and reached up to bring Justin's lips back to his own once again.  The kiss sent shivers down Justin's spine.

Sometimes they were so connected physically and mentally and emotionally that it was almost scary.  It was like he knew what Brian was thinking and what he wanted him to do and vice versa.  He felt Brian shift slightly and knew instinctively that he was ready for more.  He withdrew his cock until only the head remained inside.  He wanted this to be long and slow and satisfying.  He knew somehow that Brian wanted the same.  He pushed back in and waited.  He felt Brian's muscles contract around him and he threw his head back in sheer ecstasy.  That was exactly what he wanted Brian to do. 

He drew back and this time slammed forcefully in, his balls slapping against Brian's ass.  The man contracted his muscles trying to force him out but Justin stayed firmly embedded.  He leaned in for another kiss.

Slowly at first, but building speed as he went, Justin drew back and plunged in.  His rhythm increased in pace and depth for a few minutes.  Brian met each stroke with an upward thrust.  The grunts and moans grew louder and louder.

Justin felt the tingling in his balls and electric shocks raced along his spine.  He rammed faster and harder.  Brian groaned and then yelled, "Oh, fuck!" as he shot all over both of them.  The muscles around Justin's dick squeezed hard and he screamed, "Brian!" and came with great force into the condom.  He rode the waves of pleasure that washed over him, and then slumped against Brian's chest as the man's legs slipped from his shoulders. 

He lay sweaty and breathless and sticky and exhausted and totally happy.  He felt Brian's arms come around him, his dick still partially inside this man that he loved beyond all reason.

After a bit he felt his cock soften and slide out.  He sighed and rolled off Brian so that he could remove the used condom.  They were both covered in cum and sweat.

"You know, I'm all toasty and warm now," Justin said with a big grin as he tossed the condom in the wastebasket.  "But I need another shower.  So do you."

"Not yet, Sunshine," Brian said with his own grin.  "My turn."

"You up for another one?" Justin asked.

"You doubt me?" Brian asked pretending to be hurt.

"Well, you were having some trouble with your balls a while ago," Justin said with an angelic smile.

"They're completely defrosted and functional."

"No shit!"

"No shit," Brian repeated pulling Justin against him and kissing him thoroughly as only Brian Kinney could do.  Round three was about to begin.

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"Will you make up your mind?" Brian griped.

He had been following Justin around to shop after shop that sold Christmas tree ornaments.  Justin was determined to find the perfect decorations for their tree which was now standing naked in the loft.

"I haven't seen the perfect thing yet," Justin responded picking up some ornaments and looking critically at them.

"Do you think seeking perfection might be a bit unrealistic?"

"I just want it to look great.  We'll have these ornaments for a long time."

"We will, will we?" Brian asked tongue in cheek.

Justin blushed.  "I just meant that… we… you… they cost a lot… don't want to buy something ugly…"

"It's all right," Brian said pulling him close for a quick hug.  "You get whatever you want."

"Thanks," Justin said softly.  He knew he was driving Brian to the limit of his patience, but he wasn't prepared to settle for some mediocre crap.  Suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks.  There it was.  A tree ahead of them was adorned with off white and gold colored ornaments.  There were a variety of shapes and sizes but all following the same color scheme.  "That's it," he said staring at the tree.

"You found something you like?"

Justin pointed.  Brian stared at the tree.  It was quite striking.  The simple use of the two colors had quite an impact against the green of the tree.  It looked rich, but not ostentatious.  It was beautiful.

"You have good taste," Brian said and Justin beamed at him.

"You like it?" he asked.

"Not bad at all," Brian said.

They made their purchase selecting boxes of various shaped ornaments in the colors of gold and cream.  Justin selected a twisted garland of mesh, pearls and gold beads.  They bought several boxes of white lights to go on the tree first.

"Are they going to twinkle?" Brian asked.

"Do you want them to?"

Brian seemed to consider for a minute.  "I don't know," he said slowly.  "Gus might like it if they did," he said finally.

"Then twinkle it is," Justin said having some thought that maybe it was Brian who really wanted the lights to sparkle.

Brian gave him a smile and they gathered up their purchases and left the store.  Several hundred dollars of decorations accompanied them. 

"Who knew it cost that much to decorate a tree?" Brian said as they stowed their packages in the Corvette. 

"You didn't want cheap crap, did you?" Justin asked.

"Of course not.  I'm not complaining.  I just have no experience with this kind of thing."

"You had a tree, didn't you … when you were a kid?"

"Yeah, my mother stuck one up each year.  We were never allowed to touch anything or go near it."

"You can help me decorate our tree," Justin said hopefully, stressing the word 'our'.  "If you want to…"

"Maybe," Brian said slowly.  "Are you ready to go home?"

Justin nodded, satisfied with his purchases and ready to see how they looked on their tree in the loft.

When they arrived back at the loft Justin began unpacking all the things they had bought.  Brian watched from behind his computer desk.  Justin wasn't sure what Brian wanted to do.  He had kind of gotten the impression that Brian wanted to help him with the tree when they had discussed it at the store.  Now Brian seemed wary and aloof, staying safely behind his desk.

Justin opened the five boxes of lights that they had purchased for the tall tree.

"Could you give me a hand?" he asked Brian, deciding to take the bull by the horns.

"What do you want?" Brian asked still seated behind his desk.

"These have to go around and around the tree.  It's easier if you are on one side and I can pass them to you around the back."

"Okay," Brian said standing up.

That was progress.  "Grab the step stool from the kitchen.  We have to start at the top."

"Why start at the top?" Brian asked bringing the stool.  "Wouldn't it be easier to start from the bottom?"

"I always start from the top and work my way down."

"You're the expert in this," Brian said.

"Can you climb up and start wrapping these around?  You're taller than me and can reach better."

Brian gave him a look, but climbed to the top of the stool.  "Tell me what to do," he said.

Justin was going to say, "Stick the lights on", but then he realized that Brian might actually be asking for his guidance.  "Try to get a few lights near the top but leave the spike at the top for the star.  Wrap the strands around and push them about halfway into the centre.  You want them away from the edges where the ornaments will go, but they should also be visible, so don't hide them."

"Is that what Martha Stewart says?" Brian asked with a smirk.

"Actually I think she's one of those foolish people who think lights should go against the trunk.  I don't like that."

"You mean there are conflicting theories on how to decorate a fucking Christmas tree?"

"Some people take this very seriously," Justin told him.  "That's why it took me so long to pick the ornaments.  They had to be just right."

Brian snorted, but Justin noticed that he kept wrapping the lights around and seemed to be taking extra care with where he placed them.  Justin smiled to himself.  Brian came down one step and continued to place the lights.  Justin fed the strands out to him and added a new batch as Brian used them up.  When they had two boxes on the tree, Justin said Brian should move the stool and they could pass the lights around behind from one to the other.  Soon they had all the lights arranged. 

"Let's try them out and make sure they work before we put everything else on the tree," Justin said.

"It won't explode or electrocute us or short out the whole building, will it?" Brian asked looking skeptically at the tree.

"I certainly hope not," Justin replied getting the extension cord and plugging it in to an outlet.  "Have you been watching 'Christmas Vacation' behind my back?"

"What's that?" Brian asked.

"Haven't you seen that movie with Chevy Chase?" Justin asked.  Brian shook his head.  "It's hilarious."

"I studiously avoided anything to do with Christmas," Brian stated.

Justin wanted to ask him what he did for Christmas every year, but decided now was not the time.  "We should rent it," Justin said.  "It's a hoot.  Ready?  Here goes."  Justin plugged the tree lights into the extension and the tree blazed into radiant light.

"Wow!" Brian said before he could stop himself.

Justin grinned at him as Brian looked rather sheepish.  "You done good, Mr. Mayor.  It looks spectacular, and wait until we get the rest of the stuff on it."

"It does look good."

"Unplug it until we finish with the decorations."

Brian insisted that Justin place the ornaments since he had the artist's eye.  Brian did climb the stool and help to wind the garlands around the tree.  He also placed some decorations near the top of the tree under Justin's expert guidance.  Then Brian unboxed and held out the ornaments for Justin to place on the lower branches.  When all of the boxes were empty, Justin said the only thing left was the star for the top of the tree.  He wanted Brian to do the honors.  Brian dutifully climbed the stool one more time and stuck the star firmly on the top spike.  Justin got him to adjust it until it was straight.  While Brian climbed down and put the stool away, Justin made a few last adjustments to the ornaments.  He asked Brian to turn the lights out as it was now dusk.

Justin told Brian to stand back from the tree while he plugged in the lights once again.  Then he ran over to join Brian as they surveyed their handiwork.

"It looks … beautiful, Justin," Brian whispered.

Justin could see a tear in Brian's eye as he glanced up at his lover.  "It is beautiful and we did it, from start to finish."

"Yeah, we did," Brian said proudly and kissed his partner.  "Gus will love it."

"I love it," Justin stated.

Brian smiled at him.  "Shall we make love by the light of our Christmas tree?" Brian asked squeezing his lover against him.

"You have excellent ideas, Mayor Kinney," Justin said as they dropped to the rug in front of the tree.  Brian thought his lover had never looked more beautiful than under the glow of their Christmas tree.

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