Brian was at the verge of orgasm, his dick way up Justin's ass. He had to admit to himself that this was one of the best fucks they'd ever had, and he knew it was because he had come clean to Melanie and Lindsay. He had called Justin his boyfriend, and he had meant it, and he hadn't even stumbled over the word.

He thrust hard and felt himself explode inside Justin's tight hole. He let out a mighty groan as he jabbed a couple of more times and then rolled away.

"That was amaaaazing," he gasped.

"Yeah," Justin breathed trying to find some kind of focus in the world that was spinning around his head. "It was different. Great, but different."

"What do you mean?" Brian asked although he already knew.

"It felt like it was more … complete, more… I don't know."

"Maybe it was because I wasn't holding back," Brian said philosophically.

"I never thought you were holding back before."

"Not sexually," Brian agreed. "But this time it was like I could let it all out."

"You mean you could let yourself commit to me?" Justin asked with a shy smile.

"Something like that," Brian whispered. He still wasn't fond of these discussions, but he thought he needed to share this with his … partner.

"Are you going to tell everyone else?" Justin asked holding his breath.

"No."

"No? But…"

"I won't have to. I told you the phones would be buzzing. Melanie and Lindsay will do that for me. I expect calls to start coming any minute."

Like a psychic prediction fulfilled, the phone rang. Brian stuck his tongue in his cheek as he reached for the phone.

"Want to bet it's Mikey?" Brian asked. "Hello. Yes, Mikey. I hear you. Yes, that's correct. You already know Justin, so why are you asking me who he is? He's right here. No, I don't think he's available to talk to you. We have been together for a while. Talk to you soon." Brian pushed the end button and set the phone down. He had a very satisfied look on his face.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Justin asked as he smiled at Brian.

Brian nodded. "I like to keep them off balance."

"Well, I'd say you've done that."

The phone rang again.

"Debbie," Brian predicted. "Hello. Good evening to you too, Deb. That's right, the same Justin that works at the diner. Because it was nobody's business but ours. I'll be sure to do that. Night, Deb."

"Do what?" Justin asked.

"Fuck myself," Brian chuckled.

"And just how are you going to do that?" Justin giggled.

"I thought I'd let you do that for me."

Justin looked questioningly at Brian. He wasn't exactly sure what he meant by that.

The phone rang again.

"Emmett," Brian assured Justin. "Hello. Yes, it's true. For a while. Why thank you, Emmy Lou. Is Theodore there with you? Then fill him in, because I'm turning off the phone."

Brian set the phone back on the nightstand and reached down to pull out the jack.

"What did Emmett say?" Justin asked.

"He wished us every happiness and told me to be nice to you."

Justin smiled. At least one of Brian's friends was happy for him. He still remembered Emmett's warnings. They seemed rather strange in light of what had just happened.

"He warned me about you," Justin said with a frown.

"Oh?"

"He said you could be ruthless, and that you would probably hurt me."

"I don't intend to hurt you."

"I know that. And I know that what you did today makes me very proud. I love you so much."

Brian stared into Justin's eyes. He had done this because he wanted to please Justin, and also because he was sick of pretending. He was beginning to think that he might just be able to make this work. He knew he loved Justin even if he was scared to say it most of the time. The little mouse had burrowed into his life and turned it upside down. If he looked in a mirror right now he wasn't sure he'd recognize what he saw reflected there. But somehow that didn't seem to matter. He felt good about himself, about revealing that he had a lover, about making this major change in his life. And screw all the skeptics.

"I love you right back, Sunshine."

Justin's smile blazed like the sun. He slid close to Brian and linked his fingers through those of the big guy. He was so happy he thought his heart might burst right out of his chest. "We can do this, Brian. I know we can."

"And you're always right," Brian stated.

"Usually I am."

"Good, because I would hate to be doing this if it wasn't going to work out."

"As long as we love each other, we're stronger than anything else."

Brian looked at his blond piece of paradise and silently prayed that he was right about that. "Ready for another round?" he asked.

"Oh you romantic devil!" Justin laughed. "Of course I am."

"I knew there was some good reason I turned my life upside down for you," Brian replied as he pounced on his luscious morsel once again.

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The following day Justin had a shift at the diner that spanned breakfast and lunch. When he went in, Debbie wasn't there which suited him just fine. He wasn't sure he was ready to face her barrage of questions. However, as the morning wore on he began to get a strange feeling about the customers of the diner. Something wasn't right. Everyone seemed to be unusually polite. They seemed almost wary of him, like maybe they didn't want to get too close to him. That was a big change from the usual groping hands and blatant innuendoes.

By the time Debbie arrived for the lunch rush, Justin was feeling rather weird about the whole situation. Debbie got right to work and he didn't really have a chance to talk to her until the lunch rush finally subsided. None of Brian's friends had been in and Justin wondered about that. The strange vibes from the other customers had continued.

"Have a seat, Sunshine," Deb said as she finished serving the last order. "I'll bring us some lunch."

Justin slid into a booth. He was tired. The rush had lasted longer than usual, and the strange vibe going on in the diner had sucked some of the energy out of him.

"You look tired," Debbie said slapping down two plates in front of him, one for him and the other for her. She sat down opposite Justin. "Did that asshole keep you up all night fucking?"

"Deb!" Justin reacted.

"You'll have to lay down the law to him. Your studies and work come first."

"Yeah, like I'm going to lay down the law to Brian Kinney!"

"If you don't do it now, you'll never get anywhere with him."

"I'm just where I want to be, Deb. I made it clear what I wanted, and Brian has given it to me."

"I can't fucking believe that he called you his boyfriend. Did you put some kind of spell on him?"

"I didn't have to."

"And now that I think about it, why the fuck didn't you tell me that you and Brian were together?"

"He wanted to keep it just between us."

"So why did he tell Melanie and Lindsay?"

"I guess he thought it was time," Justin said with his mouth full of macaroni and cheese.

"Are you going to start living at the loft?"

"I practically do now."

"No shit!" Debbie said looking at Justin with new eyes.

"Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Brian's so … anal about his loft. There's never anything out of place."

"Are you calling me a slob?" Justin laughed finishing his fries.

"Hell no! But nobody could be as neat as Brian fucking Kinney."

"He doesn't seem to mind."

"He must fucking love you, Sunshine."

"I love him, Deb, and yes, he loves me."

"You sound so sure of that," Debbie said eyeing Justin. She wondered how this kid had managed to tame the wild cat that was Brian Kinney.

"Did you notice anything weird about the way the customers were treating me today?" Justin asked letting Debbie's last comment slide.

"Not too much. I was too busy to really pay attention, but they seemed nicer to you than normal."

"I thought so too. There was kind of a … strained pleasantness all morning. Not like it normally is."

"And why would that be?"

"That's what I've been trying to figure out."

Debbie smacked her forehead. "They know. I bet Emmett set the phone lines on fire last night spreading this tasty morsel of gossip. They're all afraid of stepping on Brian's toes."

"Is he that scary?"

"He can be," Debbie stated.

Justin frowned. He didn't like hearing all these disconcerting things about Brian. Maybe having everybody know about him and Brian wasn't such a good thing after all.

"Why don't you go home and … do your homework," Debbie said gathering up their plates. "Your shift's over."

"Thanks, Deb," Justin replied distractedly. He wondered which home he should go to … Brian's or Daphne's. How did his life get so complicated all of a sudden?

Justin was just coming out the door of the diner when he ran into Emmett. "Hi, Emm," Justin greeted the man wondering if he would say anything about Brian's new boyfriend.

"Hi, sweetie," Emmett said glancing around. "Is Brian here?"

"No, he's at home. Why?"

Emmett let out a breath of relief. He was not looking forward to meeting one Brian Kinney, especially if Brian had an inkling of how many people Emmett had told about his new living arrangements. "I just wondered," Emmett said hastily and quickly went into the diner.

Justin shrugged and started down the street. He had decided he was going to his and Daphne's apartment. He needed some time to think. His cell rang just as he reached his car.

"Hello."

"Sunshine," a cheery Brian voice said.

"Hi, Brian."

"Are you done your shift?"

"Just finished."

"Then I'll see you in a few minutes."

"Did you miss me?"

"Get your ass over here," Brian laughed not answering Justin's question.

The line went dead.

Justin closed his phone. He hesitated for just a moment trying to decide if he should go to Daphne's instead. He hated when Brian took him for granted. Like he would run to the loft as soon as his shift was over. Like he had nothing else to do with his life except service Mr. Brian Kinney. Trouble was that was where he really wanted to be. He just wished Brian had asked more nicely, but that wouldn't be Brian. With a sigh Justin headed for the loft.

As soon as the loft door opened Justin felt himself yanked inside and into strong demanding arms. His mouth was crushed below soft, but hard lips. They sucked his breath away and he lost all control of what he was doing. Somehow his clothes were removed as the reign of kisses continued. He found himself leaning against the back of the sofa as Brian's dick pressed in.

"Yes," he hissed unable to say anything more and unable to not enjoy what was happening to him.

Brian pounded into him with a ferocity he had never felt before. Some part of him was scared and some other part loved every second of it.

When it was over Justin continued to lean against the back of the sofa gasping for air. Brian leaned on top of him taking short raspy breaths. Finally as his heart slowed down a little Justin felt Brian pull out and he almost cried for Brian to be back inside him. He loved Brian's cock deep inside and he never wanted it to leave.

"You all right, Sunshine?" Brian asked as he tied off the condom and tossed it in the wastebasket beside the computer table.

Justin remained propped against the sofa. He wasn't sure that he could move. He wasn't sure that he wanted to. "What … what was that all about?" he finally managed to ask.

"That was the answer to your question."

"What question?"

"The one on the phone. The one where you asked if I missed you."

"So I take it you did?" Justin replied finally making the enormous effort to turn around and plant his tender butt on the back of the sofa.

Brian nodded. It was then that Justin got a whole lot of things that he hadn't realized before. Often when Brian seemed not to be listening, he really was. Justin had thought he hadn't heard his question, but he had. And he hadn't ignored it, as Justin had also assumed. He had listened and he had responded in the way that Brian responded to so many things. With his body and his actions. Justin began to realize that Brian used words all day, words to sell things to people who probably didn't want to buy them, words to make products sound much better than they actually were. Words could lie so easily. Or if they didn't lie they could color or blur the real meaning. They could make things seem more desirable than they were. They could fool you. So Justin realized that he should not be surprised that Brian tended not to want to talk, and when he did it was with few words. Acts like they had just consummated spoke louder and larger than any words ever could. He would have to remember that.

"I know that I sometimes say I'm going to fuck your brains out, but it looks like I may have accomplished it this time," Brian chuckled.

"Huh?"

"Justin, are you in there?"

"Yeah."

"Well, say something intelligible, so I know for sure."

"I was just thinking."

"That was pretty obvious. What were you thinking about?"

"It's been a weird day."

"No shit! How?"

"Well, what we just did was different."

"I thought you enjoyed it."

Justin blushed. "I did, but it was kind of rough. You've never been like that with me before."

Brian frowned. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Justin shook his head. "It's just that … it's like everything's different today."

"How so?"

"That, the customers in the diner, Emmett."

"Emmett, what does he have to do with this?"

"He acted like he was afraid to be seen with me. He wanted to know where you were, kind of looked like a cornered rat."

Brian chuckled. "He probably thinks I'm going to skin him alive for blabbing about us."

"And are you?"

"No," Brian said with a frown, "but I like him to think I will."

"Why would you want them to think that?"

"Keeps them on their toes."

Justin sighed. There was so much about Brian he just didn't understand. Emmett was supposed to be his friend, and yet Brian wanted to have him be scared of him. It didn't make sense. Every time he thought he understood something about Brian, several more enigmas popped up. Justin shook his head.

"What happened with the customers at the diner?"

"They … they were so polite. Nobody even tried to grope me."

"Disappointed?" Brian chuckled.

"No, not really, but they're not usually like that."

"They must have heard that you're with me."

"That's what Debbie said. Why should that make a difference?"

"They know to keep their hands off."

"They do?" Brian nodded. "Why are people afraid of you?"

"Damned if I know, Sunshine, but it has its advantages."

Justin frowned. He still didn't know what to make of Brian half the time. The sex was great, and Brian could be sweet. But sometimes the man was downright scary. He wished he knew what the hell he was doing.

"Come on, Sunshine, time for round two." Brian dragged Justin up to the bedroom and literally did fuck all the doubts out of his head, at least for a while.

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