Brunch

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Sunday morning came much too soon.  Brian and Justin had effectively made up the night before, consummating their togetherness several times.  They had managed a few hours of sleep, setting the alarm for 8 am.  That gave them three hours to set all the food out, and pick up some fresh bagels.  They cut up the fruit they had bought the day before, and set out smoked salmon and cheeses.  Brian had decided to have champagne and orange juice.  The loft looked very inviting.

 

Brian listened to Justin hum a little tune as he lit some candles.  He hoped everything was really okay between, but they had both tacitly agreed not to bring up the pendant, at least until the brunch was over.  Brian had called Dick when they got up, and Dick agreed to come.  Justin didn’t look overly pleased about Brian inviting a trick to their celebration.  Brian had decided that he liked Dick and wanted him there.

 

At 10:30 Justin left to pick up his mother and Molly.  Everyone else was to arrive around 11 am.  They figured Justin would be back before 11:30, all the guests would have arrived, and they would all know the score as soon as Justin and his family walked in.

 

About ten to eleven the buzzer rang.

 

“Come on up,” Brian said, letting someone in.

 

He left the loft door open, as he started the coffee brewing.  Vic and Debbie walked in.  Each gave Brian a hug and congratulations on being made partner.  Debbie said in his ear, “We still have things to talk about, mister.”

 

Brian rolled his eyes, but thankfully the buzzer went off before he had to say anything.

 

It was Mel, Lindsay and Gus.

 

Gus flung himself at his father, yelling, “Dada!  Dada!”

 

Brian grinned foolishly and spun Gus around.  Gus gave him a big slobbery kiss and clung to his neck.

 

Next came Emmett and Ted.  They also congratulated Brian on being partner.  Brian opened the champagne, and they all toasted.

 

The buzzer rang again, and the elevator brought up Michael, Ben and Dick.  Ben and Michael kept looking strangely at Dick, wondering why he was coming into the loft with them.

 

Brian introduced Dick to everyone, saying he was a friend.  Soon Dick was talking to Ben.  Brian knew everyone else was trying to figure out where Dick had come from.  They all dug into the food, and Dick seemed to fit right in. 

 

As Brian was taking a drink of champagne and orange juice, Dick stepped up beside him, and said, “Which one’s your live-in?”

 

“He’s not here yet.  You’ll meet him in a few minutes.”

 

Just then all conversation stopped.  Brian turned around.  Justin, his mother and Molly stood in the doorway.  Everyone stared at them.

 

Brian walked over and gave Justin a big kiss.

 

Debbie shrieked and Brian could hear applause.  He smiled at Justin and Jennifer.  Debbie grabbed Brian and gave him a big hug.  “I was getting ready to chew you out again.  How long have you two been back together?”

 

“A little over a week,” Brian said.

 

“So this is where you were till two in the morning every night,” she said to Justin.  He grinned.  “Well, I’m glad you’ve both come to your senses.  It’s about time!”  She gave Justin a big kiss.

 

Everyone else crowded around, offering their congratulations and best wishes.

 

“I’m so happy for you both,” Emmett said tearily, kissing them.

 

“Ditto,” said Ted in his usual terse way.

 

“This is great,” said Michael, hugging Brian and smiling at Justin.

 

“I’m glad you took my advice,” Ben joked, shaking Brian’s hand.

 

Vic just kissed them both, beaming with pleasure. 

 

Lindsay kissed Brian.  “I’m so pleased it’s worked out this way.  I was worried about you,” she said to him.

 

“Thanks for talking some sense into me,” he said.

 

Melanie looked at Brian and said, “I hope you realize how lucky you are, and don’t fuck it up again.”  Brian rolled his eyes, and turned to watch Lindsay gush over Justin.  Melanie joined her, giving Justin a kiss on the cheek.

 

Gus wanted up to be part of the celebrations too.  He grabbed Justin’s pant leg, and Justin scooped him up, receiving a big Gus-style kiss.  He didn’t really know what was going on, but everyone was kissing, and he wanted to be part of it.

 

“Justin, Jennifer, Molly, this is my friend Dick,” Brian said, not wanting Dick to feel left out.

 

Dick shook hands with them.  Molly, followed by Jennifer, headed for the food, and so did everyone else except for Brian, Justin and Dick.

 

“Trust the Taylors to be first to the food,” Brian observed, his tongue stuck in his cheek.

 

Justin poked him in the ribs.

 

Dick watched their interaction.

 

“I’m glad you guys seem to be okay,” Dick said to them.

 

“I hear you made him come home and talk,” Justin said.

 

“I just suggested that might be a good idea.”

 

“Thanks.”

 

“Anytime.”

 

“I’m going to get something to eat,” Justin said, moving away.

 

“He’s awfully young,” Dick said, watching Justin join the others around the food table.

 

“Only chronologically.”

 

“I’m surprised.  He’s not at all what I expected.”

 

“He’s not what I expected either,” Brian laughed.

 

“How did you two get together?”

 

“He stalked me,” Brian said facetiously.

 

“What?”  Dick looked concerned.

 

“He just refused to go away, until it became impossible to live without him.”

 

“He sounds like a real handful.”

 

“He is, in every way.”

 

“Congratulations, Brian.  I hope it all works out the way you want it to,” Dick said sincerely.

 

“Me too.  I wanted you to know how much I appreciated talking to you last night.  I could have screwed everything up.  You helped me see what I needed to do.”

 

“Anytime.”

 

Just then Justin came back with a plate of food.  “Aren’t you guys eating anything?” he asked.

 

“I’ve had some food already,” Dick said.

 

“I’m going to get some more champagne and juice,” Brian said, going over to the bar.

 

“I think he wants us to talk,” Justin said.

 

“Are you okay with that?  Did Brian tell you how we met?”

 

Justin nodded.  “’The Therapist Trick’ I called you when he told me.  I knew you must be special, because he never remembers the names of tricks, but he knew yours.  I was jealous.  Should I be?”

 

“Very forthright.  I like that, Justin.  If I thought I had a chance with Brian, you’d need to be jealous, but he only has eyes for you.  He’s staring at you right now.”

 

Justin turned and gave Brian a little wave.  Brian raised his glass in acknowledgement.

 

“I love him,” Justin said.  “Have, since the night I met him.”

 

“I can see that.  I’m envious.”

 

“Don’t be.  He’s made my life Hell.  He’s also made it delirious, glorious, crazy and fucked up.  He’s quite a roller coaster ride.”

 

“I can only imagine.  Why do you think he wanted us to meet?”

 

“I don’t know, but he said he thought I’d like you, and I do.  You’re very easy to talk to.”

 

“Last night he told me he wasn’t a talker, and I told him I was.  Maybe he just wants us to talk.  I’m also a good listener.  I told him if he ever needed an ear, I was available, and that goes for you too.”

 

“Thanks for the offer.  You know, Brian is pretty crafty.  He says nothing, and we stand here trying to figure out why he has put us together.  He’s such a manipulator.”

 

“But I think he has good intentions.”

 

“You figured that out in one night?”

 

“I’m intuitive about people, and I think you are too.  I’d like to be friends with both of you, if you can handle that.”

 

“I think I’d like that.”

 

They shook hands.  Brian smiled from across the room.

 

When most of the food had been devoured, people started to make noises about leaving.  Dick left first, wishing Brian and Justin well, and telling them to keep in touch.

 

Once he had left, everyone wanted the lowdown on who he was.  Brian would only say that he had just met him at a bar, and that he was a teacher.

 

“You’re not much help,” Emmett observed.

 

“Too bad,” was Brian’s only reply.

 

“We better get going,” Debbie said.  “I’m happy for you both.  Don’t screw it up.”  She and Vic headed out, followed by Ted and Emmett.

 

Lindsay and Mel gathered up Gus’ toys.  They were going to take Molly and Jennifer home.  Gus was getting cranky.  He needed a nap.  Brian kissed him and handed him to Lindsay.

 

“Bye, Sonny Boy,” he said.  Jennifer gave Brian a little peck on the cheek, and left with the others.

 

Michael and Ben were the only ones left.  Michael seemed a little uncomfortable.

 

“I haven’t always been the most supportive of you two,” he said, “but I am glad you’re back together.  You were both miserable when you were apart.  I guess this is for the best.”

 

“It is, Mikey,” Brian said, and kissed him.

 

“Good luck, you guys,” Ben offered.

 

“Yeah, now the hard stuff begins,” Brian said.

 

Justin closed the door behind them.  "That went pretty well, didn’t it?” Justin asked.

 

“Could have been a lot worse.  They seemed to be happy for us, and nobody had a coronary when they saw you in the doorway.”

 

“Thank God.  I don’t know CPR,” Justin joked.

 

“What did your mother say?”

 

“I didn’t tell her where I was taking her, just to brunch.  When we got to the loft, it dawned on her what that meant.  I think she’s okay with it, but she still thinks you’re way too old for me,” Justin teased.

 

“I thought she seemed a little remote.”

 

“She’s afraid I’ll get hurt, but she can’t protect me from that.  I’m where I want to be, and she knows that.”

 

“Gus was happy to see you.  It’ll be nice to have him here with the two of us sometimes.”

 

“Are you keeping me as a playmate for Gus?”

 

“Well, you are about the same age,” Brian laughed.

 

Justin put his arms around Brian’s waist, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.  They got some champagne and fruit, and went to sit on the couch.  Justin fed Brian pieces of melon, and then sucked the juice from his lips with long, slow kisses.

 

“What did you think of Dick?” Brian asked.

 

“He’s nice.  He said he’d like to be friends with both of us.”

 

“I’d like that.”

 

“I think I would too.  He’s very easy to talk to.”

 

“Like we need more talking,” Brian said, rolling his eyes.

 

“I have other ideas right now.”

 

“You do?  Naughty boy!”  Brian’s eyes widened in mock surprise.

 

Justin grabbed Brian’s crotch.  “Feels like somebody’s ready for more than talk.”

 

“Always ready,” Brian bragged.

 

Justin undid his fly, and liberated his cock.  It leapt to attention.  Justin gave it his trademark kiss, and started to work with his mouth.  After some intense tongue and mouth work, he had Brian panting.

 

“Like that?” Justin asked.

 

Brian nodded.

 

Justin reached over and grabbed a piece of mango.  He squeezed it over Brian’s erect penis, and then lapped up the juice mixed with Brian’s precum.  Brian’s hips bucked up to meet Justin’s lips.

 

“Patience,” Justin said.

 

Brian moaned.  Justin grabbed a condom from the box on the coffee table.  “I have a better idea,” he said, removing his clothes.  Brian watched with naked lust in his eyes.  Justin covered Brian’s cock with the condom and squirted on lube.  He ran his hand up and down the shaft a few times, then squirted some lube on his own hole.

 

He climbed up on the couch, standing over Brian.  Brian took that as his signal to do a little work on Justin’s cock.  At the same time he used his fingers to open Justin’s pucker.

 

Justin squatted over Brian’s lap.  He reached under and positioned Brian’s cock at his hole.  Justin smiled his sunshine smile and lowered himself onto Brian’s cock.  The tip went through the first ring of muscle.  Justin let out a little breath and stopped.  He stayed in that position, kissing Brian passionately. 

 

“Stay still,” he whispered to Brian.

 

Justin squatted a little more, taking about half of Brian’s cock.  He stopped and contracted the muscles of his anus.

 

“Fuck!” Brian gasped between clenched teeth.

 

Justin stayed in that position, kissing Brian deeply and erotically.

 

He smiled and rose up a little, releasing the muscles around Brian’s cock.  He looked deeply into Brian’s eyes, and sat down hard on Brian’s balls, at the same time squeezing Brian’s cock.

 

“Aaaahhhhhh!” Brian was almost screaming, as he shot his load into Justin.  His head fell back onto the sofa cushions, and he took short, panting breaths.

 

“Where did you learn to do that?” Brian asked, after a minute or two, when his senses had recovered.

 

“I told you.  I’m an artist.  I can be very creative.  I just played it by ear.  Didn’t you like it?” he asked innocently, batting his eyes at Brian.

 

“You are a little brat!”  He smacked Justin’s bottom.  “I loved it.”

 

“Ow.”  Justin wiggled around.

 

“Be careful.  I’m still inside you.”

 

“I know.  Want me to squeeze some more?”

 

“No, but let me change the condom, and I’ll see how creative I can be,” Brian said.

 

“I’ll make an artist out of you yet.”

 

“I’ve been told I’m already an Old Master.”

 

“I won’t go for the obvious joke about old, but who told you this?”

 

“I think you told me I had earned my masters papers a while ago,” Brian said.  He had been thinking of Dick’s Master reference, but decided this was not the time to bring up that name.

 

Brian stood up with Justin’s legs wrapped around his waist.  He was still impaled on Brian’s renewing hard-on.  Brian walked them up to the bedroom like that.  Justin kissed him all the way to the bed.  Brian knelt on the edge of the bed, and gently pushed Justin back.  As he did so, he freed his cock as carefully as he could.  Justin looked at him longingly, as he disposed of the condom.  Justin had not come to orgasm yet, and his cock was erect and swollen.  Brian smiled down at him and thought it was time for some fun and games.

 

He slowly undid the buttons of his shirt.  Justin was almost salivating, as Brian took off his pants.  His own erection bounced against his stomach.  He picked up his shirt, and gently flicked it out over Justin’s chest and stomach.  He slowly pulled it back, making sure the soft silk slid over Justin’s straining cock.  Justin’s hips pushed up in response.

 

“Don’t move,” Brian commanded, and he repeated the process.  Justin’s head rolled from side to side, but he kept his hips still.

 

“Impressive,” Brian commented.  “I didn’t think you would be able to stay still.  Let’s try that again.”

 

Justin bit his lip as the soft silk flowed over his penis.  Involuntarily, his hips bucked up.

 

Brian grinned.  “Gotcha!” he said.

 

Justin grimaced and said, “Fuck me, Brian.”

 

“Oh, you’re going to have to beg a lot more then that, before I fuck you.  There are several more activities before we get to the big F.”

 

Justin looked at him with wide eyes and grabbed his own dick.  Brian swatted his hand away.

 

“Bad boy!  It’s time you learned more self-control,” he said to Justin.

 

He knelt on the side of the bed, his mouth near Justin’s penis.  He blew a soft stream of air over the tip of Justin’s cock.

 

Justin cried out, “Oh shit, Brian!”

 

“Shall we try that again?” Brian asked, blowing across the tip again.  Justin writhed beneath him.  “Stay still, I said!”

 

Justin quieted down.  Brian lay beside him, looking intently at him.

 

“Um.  Let’s see.  What shall we do next?”

Justin looked imploringly at him.  “Fuck,” he said hopefully.

 

“We’re not even close.”

 

Justin groaned.

 

Brian reached down and spread Justin’s legs.  He kissed up one inner thigh and down the other.  He could see Justin’s cock twitch in response.  He leaned in between Justin’s legs and took his balls in his mouth, rolling them around.

 

“Oh, God, Brian!  I can’t stand it!”

 

“Yes, you can.  Discipline is important for the young.”

 

“Please, please.  I’m going to explode!”

 

“Your begging is improving,” Brian noted, giving him a perfunctory kiss.

 

“Please, I’ll do anything!  Please, Brian!”

 

“Better still.”

 

“Please with honey and jam.”

 

Brian squeezed Justin’s nipples, giving a little tug to the nipple ring with his teeth.

 

“I’m going to kill you if you don’t fuck me,” Justin spat out in desperation.

 

“Bad boy!  Threats won’t get you anywhere,” and Brian gave him a gentle swat.

 

“I’m sorry.  But please, I’m going crazy!  I can’t stay still.  I’ll have to jerk off, if you won’t help me.  Please, please, please!  I’m begging you from the bottom of my soul.”  Justin was clearly frantic.

 

Brian grabbed Justin’s dripping cock, and lapped up the pre-cum.  He took all of the throbbing organ into his mouth.  He sucked up and down a couple of times, and that was all it took.  Justin shot into Brian’s mouth again and again and again.  Brian swallowed each time.  He gave one last suck to the tip, drawing out the last of the cum.  Justin was a panting mess.  Brian leaned over, kissed him and deposited some of Justin’s cum into his mouth.

 

Justin grabbed Brian’s neck and welded their lips together in a long, passionate kiss.

 

“That was fucking fantastic!  But are you trying to kill me?  I thought I was going to die.”

 

“I’d never do that.  Where would I find another such willing victim to torture?”

 

“Meanie,” Justin said.

 

“I’m crushed.  How can you call me such a name?”

 

“Asshole.”

 

“I think I like ‘meanie’ better.”

 

“Your cock’s still hard.  Want to fuck me now?”

 

“Always.”

 

“You’re insatiable.”

 

“Umm Humhh,” Brian agreed.

 

“Where are we on our road to a trillion fucks?”

 

“I’ve lost count.  We’ll have to start over.”

 

“Sounds good to me,” Justin said, launching himself at Brian.