Love and
Lust
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Justin raced up the stairs to the
loft. He unlocked the door and
shoved it back. He hoped Brian
would be home from work by now.
Brian, he
called.
There was no
answer. His breaths were rapid
from the run up the stairs. He
looked around the empty loft. As
he turned toward the door, he saw a figure
approaching. He gasped, and
for a split second he thought it was Chris
Hobbs. Then the figure stepped through the door, and Justin saw
it was Brian. He flung himself
into his arms.
I almost thought I was reliving my
nightmare, Justin said to Brian, after kissing him.
What? Brian pushed him back to
look at his face.
I was hoping youd be here and
I called for you, but there was no
answer. When I turned back to the door, you were coming in, and
for a second I thought it was ... him.
Fuck! Brian
spat. Its me, so
dont even think about that.
I have the best news! Justin
gushed, forgetting all about his scare.
What?
I had a meeting with Jane Granville
of the Jane Granville Gallery downtown. She wants to include me in her Young Artists
show that starts next week. She
had three other artists all set up for this, but she saw my drawing of Gardner
Vance and wants to include me in the show.
How did she see your drawing of
Vance? Brian wanted to know.
I asked her the same thing, Justin
said. Apparently her husband
is John Mallory, head of PR for Liberty
Air. They were at Vances
party.
Oh? said
Brian. I know Mallory
and Ive met his wife, but I didnt know she had an art
gallery.
Well, she does, and she wants me to
show my work there. Isnt
that great?
Thats
terrific! I dont remember
her at the party though. Did
she speak to you there?
No, they contacted me through the
IFA. She tried to find me at
the party, after she had had a good look at the drawing, but we had already
left. Remember? Justin
asked with a twinkle in his eye.
Umm, Brian said, remembering
the night in the hotel room and how they used every piece of
furniture. He smiled and pulled
Justin into an embrace.
Justin could feel Brians cock growing
hard against his groin, as the man kissed him.
I feel that you do remember,
he said, groping Brians crotch.
You are a bad boy, but you do deserve
a reward for getting into this show.
What kind of a
reward? He already knew
the answer to that, as Brian had pulled off his t-shirt and was reaching
down to his pants.
The kind I have to show you,
Brian said, backing him up towards the couch.
Shouldnt we close the door?
Justin asked, being the one who faced the open loft door.
Shit!
Ill do it. You
get naked! Brian ordered.
He slammed the door and locked
it. When he turned around, a
naked Justin was lying on his back on the couch with his knees pulled up
and spread apart, so that Brian could see him playing with his hardening
cock and could get just a peek at his glory
hole. Brian groaned
audibly.
See something you like? Justin
asked suggestively.
Brian quickly got rid of his own
clothes. He knelt by the couch,
pushing Justins legs flat and taking his cock into his
mouth. He began a Brian blowjob,
as Justin called it. No one
could work his dick like Brian could.
He had the softest lips and mouth, the most talented tongue, and the
most creative ways of using both.
Soon Justin was gasping and bucking beneath
him. His orgasm left him breathless,
as Brian swallowed everything he had to offer.
Come to bed, said
Brian. We have much more
to do.
But we havent had dinner,
Justin said.
I just did, but I need something else
right now, Brian said, looking down at his straining
cock.
Can we eat later? Justin
asked.
After the rest of your reward,
Brian said, dragging him up the steps. He grabbed Justin and pulled him tight against
him. He toppled them both onto
the bed, Justin on his back and Brian on top of
him. He immediately began to
grind his groin against Justins.
Their cocks, now fully engorged, rubbed deliciously against each other,
eliciting groans of pleasure from each of
them. Brian pressed Justins
hands into the bed, pinning the boy beneath
him. He licked up Justins
neck and along his jaw to his ear, which he nipped gently and sucked the
lobe. All the while he continued
his tantalizing rubbing against Justins
cock. He sucked on Justins
lips, causing them to swell and become more
sensitive. He stuck his tongue
as far down Justins throat as it would go, and explored every part
of his mouth.
Justin moaned and gasped beneath
him.
Brian let go of Justins hands and slid
down his body. He sucked on
each nipple, causing Justin to arch up against him, rubbing more
frantically. Brian tugged gently
on Justins nipple ring and licked all around it.
Justins head lolled from side to side,
and his hips bucked rapidly against
Brian. Brian slid up, kissing
the boy deeply and rotating his hips over Justins
cock.
Oh, fuck,
Brian! I cant stand
it! Fuck me!
The boy was barely coherent in his need.
Ask nicely, Brian commanded,
continuing his hip movements.
Please.
Please!! Justin begged.
He could think of nothing but Brians cock inside
him. It was beyond
necessary.
Brian flipped Justins legs onto his
shoulders and donned a condom. He
lubed it and Justins hole.
One finger entered him, and Justin writhed in
pleasure.
More, he
begged.
Brian worked his hole, hooking his fingers,
as he plunged in and out.
Oh, oh, oh my God!!! Justin screamed,
bucking and writhing, totally out of control.
Brian positioned his cock, and as he drove
in, he leaned over Justin, bending him in
half. He locked his lips to
Justins and pressed cock and lips, driving the boy into the
mattress.
Justin felt that the breath had been sucked
out of his body and light flashed across his
eyes. Brian pumped frantically,
unable to control himself any longer.
They both needed this, this connection, this closeness, this
completion.
All too quickly they were coming in explosive
bursts that left them spent and weak.
Brian lay on top of Justin, in the cum that Justin had shot between
them. His cock still rested
inside Justin. He managed to
raise his head and look at his lover.
The boys eyes were closed, his mouth was open and he gasped
for air.
Brian moved his hips and pulled
out. He dropped his head down
on the pillow next to Justin. The
boy lay still, his breaths slowing little by
little. Brian was still draped
on top of him, and Justins arms came up to grasp the man and hold him
in place.
God, Brian, Justin whispered,
I can barely breathe.
Unnh, was all Brian could get
out.
We are going to kill each other one
of these times, Justin stated, running his hands up and down Brians
back and squeezing his ass.
What a way to go! Brian groaned,
exhausted. Was that reward
good enough? he asked.
Christ, anything more and I wouldnt
be alive for the show.
Brian chuckled and Justin let him roll
over. Justin ran his hand over
Brians chest, feeling his own cum spread
there. He licked a finger, and offered one to Brian who sucked
it clean.
I can never get enough of you in any
way, shape or form, he said, sucking each finger.
Justin, meanwhile, licked Brians chest,
tasting himself mixed with Brians
sweat. Yum, he
said.
Brian
smiled. Lets order
some food and take a shower while we
wait. Justin
nodded.
In the shower they fooled around a little
more, but finished in time to pay for the Thai
food. They ate in robes on the
sofa, peaceful and sated. They
discussed Justins show, and what he would have to do to get ready for
it.
Jane Granville had looked at samples of
Justins work. She had
been impressed and had really taken a shine to
Justin. She decided he should
include some of his pencil drawings, some of his computer pieces, a couple
of paintings, and Rage.
Rage? Brian
asked.
Yeah, I showed her some of the Rage
drawings as part of my portfolio.
She really liked them.
Id also like to use some of my drawings of you in the show,
Justin said hopefully.
Brian looked
concerned. Im not
sure I want to be on public display like that, he
said.
Quit kidding, Mr. Modest! Justin
joked.
Brian said
nothing. Justin looked at him,
expecting a smart retort. Brian
remained silent and he looked serious.
You really dont want to be in
the show, do you?
No, Brian said
flatly.
Why not?
Im not
sure. It just feels funny to
even think about being on display like that.
But you and your cock were in the show
at the GLC, and I wouldnt use anything that
graphic. Ill use one of
your portraits. I have hundreds
to choose from.
Brian had to laugh at
that. The GLC was
different. Home
turf. Most people who saw it
knew me already. This is strangers,
a different clientele, and then theres Rage.
Youre embarrassed! Justin
clued in.
Not exactly embarrassed, more
self-conscious.
I cant believe
it. Justin was amazed at
Brians modesty. It
wasnt like him at all.
However, as he thought about it, he realized that Brian really was
a very private person in a lot of ways.
This would be exposing himself in a way he had never done
before. It had nothing to do
with sex or nakedness or being gay.
It somehow had to do with Brians concept of who he was and what
was sacred to him.
If you dont want to do this,
I can use some other material, Justin
conceded. It will seriously
limit my choices, he joked, but I can find enough other
stuff.
Brian looked at him and felt a pang of
guilt. He knew he was being
selfish. So much of Justins
work was of him and this was a major opportunity for the boy, yet he was
willing to not use any of it, if Brian asked
him. Oh, go ahead and
use it, he gave in.
And by the way, congratulations!
Justin was suddenly in his lap, hugging and
kissing him. Thank you,
thank you, thank you! I love
you so much. I wasnt kidding
when I said it would limit my choices.
You must be in at least half of my pieces.
Only half? he
teased. Im
hurt. If thats all, maybe
I wont let you use them,
Brian, Justin
groaned. Ill try
to raise the percentage if youll let me put some in the
show.
Just joking,
Sunshine. Go ahead and use
them. He wished he felt
better about letting Justin do this.
There was a nagging worry at the back of his
brain.
Come back to bed, Justin
said. I think you deserve
a reward too, and I have some creative ideas about how to give it to
you.
I love it when you get creative,
Brian smiled, taking Justins hand.
He tried to push the doubts away, as Justins mouth engulfed
his cock.
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Justin spent the next few days running between
the school and the gallery. They were framing all the pieces he submitted, and Justin
wanted to be sure they were just right.
Frames made a big difference to the overall
look. He had been given a section
of the gallery, and had a say in the placement of the
pieces. He usually arrived home
around ten oclock, often
exhausted. He didnt see much of Brian during this
time. Brian ate alone or at
the diner, occasionally with the boys, if it happened to work out that they
were there at the same time.
The opening was Friday night, and Brian had
promised to go, albeit reluctantly. When Justin arrived home at 11 pm on Wednesday, he found
Brian at the computer.
Hey, he said, as he came in and
closed the door.
Hey, Brian
responded. You look
tired. Did you eat
anything?
Yeah, I grabbed a
burger. Were finished
finally. We hung the last piece
tonight. Thats why Im
late. I wanted to get it
finished. Theres a guy
at the gallery whos been a big
help. His name is Noel, and
he sort of runs the day to day
operation. Jane will be in tomorrow
night to check it out before the
opening. Give her stamp of approval,
I hope. I have to be there for
a while, until she okays everything.
Hey, why dont you meet me there, and we could go out
after. Justin finally
stopped and took a breath.
A tad excited, are we? Brian
observed.
Justin
grinned. I feel like a
real artist. This is going to
be great, and the pictures of you look wonderful
framed.
Pictures,
plural? Brian sucked in
his lips.
Justin said,
Yes. Youre not regretting
letting me use them, are you?
He looked worried.
Brian didnt want to bring him down,
so he shook his head.
Its fine, but why do you want me to meet you
there? Dont you want it to be a surprise, when I see it
with everybody else?
Id like your
opinion. You know how to sell
things, show them off to best advantage.
Id like your professional view of the
exhibit.
Im not an art
arranger. Theyre the
professionals.
I know, and Noels been great,
but you have a great eye
too.
Thanks, said Brian, appreciating
Justins confidence in him.
This Noel seems to have been helping you a lot, he said,
changing the subject.
Noels
great! Hes gorgeous too
and gay.
Where are you going with this?
Brian asked.
Actually, he hit on me, Justin
said coyly.
Bastard!
Guess I better be there tomorrow night.
Justin smiled, glad that Brian was a bit
jealous. I told him I
was in a relationship, Justin said.
Brian rolled his eyes at that
word. So he backed off?
he asked.
Yeah, but he was really interested
in my pictures of you.
Me, why?
Brian, in case you havent noticed,
every gay man is interested in you.
Brian rolled his
eyes. But he hasnt
met me. Just what do you show
about me in these drawings?
That you are delectable! Justin
said.
Brian grimaced.
You can meet Noel tomorrow night, if
you come, Justin offered.
All
right. Ill come, but Im
still not sure why Im doing this.
Just come, and dont worry about
it. Justin said.
Lets go to bed.
Im beat.
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Brian arrived at the gallery around seven,
coming from work. He walked
through the front door, looking for
Justin. A drop-dead gorgeous
man about Brians age stepped toward
him. Brian felt an involuntary
stirring in his groin. The man
was almost as tall as Brian, dark hair and brown
eyes. He had a models
good looks and a long, lean body.
Brian willed his cock to be still.
Noel extended his
hand. You must be
Brian. I recognize you from
Justins drawings, he said as he shook Brians
hand. Brian felt little jolts
of electricity pass between them. Im
Noel. He could see that
Noel felt the jolts too. They
wanted each other. Brian
hadnt felt this kind of attraction in a long time.
Just then he saw Justin
approaching. He dropped Noels
hand which he had held just a bit too
long. Justin kissed him and
made sure he had met Noel. Brian
assured him he had.
Come see my display, Justin said,
dragging him into the gallery.
Brian could feel Noels eyes following him.
Justins work looked
wonderful. He had included a
panel of four drawings, all of Brian.
Isnt that overdoing it a little? he
asked.
Not at all, said Noel who had
followed them. They are
some of Justins best work.
Brian wasnt sure whether to be pleased
or annoyed by Noels comment.
It was none of his business.
Well, it was his business, but he should butt out.
Jane will be here in a few
minutes. Shes running
a bit late, Noel said.
Justin led Brian through the
display. Brian made one suggestion
about the way the Rage panels were
shown. Justin immediately got
Noel to help him move the drawings.
They had been arranged in a row like a comic
strip. Brian had suggested they
be arranged so that they looked like a comic book page, and told a sort of
story.
That is much better, Noel
admitted. You have a good
eye, Brian. Ive never had much to do with comic books
before.
Neither did I, till Justin, Brian
said.
And Michael, Justin
added.
Whos Michael? Noel
asked.
Brians best
friend. We work on Rage
together. He does the story
and I do the artwork. Hell
be here tomorrow night.
He will? Brian
asked.
Sure, I invited the gang and my
mother.
I hope she likes this show better than
the last one.
She will, Justin
averred.
Theres Jane, Noel pointed
out, as the gallery owner approached.
Brian, she said, shaking his
hand. Nice to see you
again. You have a very talented
partner here. Justin
beamed. Noel, are the other artists
here?
Theyre in their areas, doing
last minute touches.
Good.
Why dont you take Brian into your office and give him a drink,
while I tour the gallery with the artists? she
said.
Sure, Noel
replied. Come with me,
Brian.
Brian squeezed Justins hand and followed
Noel. He saw the other three
artists join Jane and Justin. She
was instructing them about the show. Brian wasnt sure he wanted to be alone with Noel,
but he had little choice. Noel
had a well-stocked liquor cabinet in the office, and Brian got a glass of
Jim Beam. Noel had one
too. Brian downed it quickly, hoping it would ease the tension
he felt being so close to this man.
Youre in advertising? Noel
asked, trying to make conversation.
Yes, Brian
replied.
Vangard, I
hear.
Yes, Brian said, not wanting
to get too friendly.
Another drink? Noel
asked.
Brian
nodded. As Noel took his glass,
their hands touched, and Brian felt that little jolt
again. Noel smiled at
him. He filled the glass and
leaned over Brian as he gave it back to
him. His face was very close
to Brians and he looked deep into his eyes.
I want you, Noel
said.
But you cant have me, Brian
said, trying to be strong.
Are you sure? Noel asked, moving
even closer to Brians face.
Brian didnt say
no. He wanted to, but he knew
it wasnt true. He closed
his eyes as he felt Noels lips on
his. He couldnt help but
respond. He wanted this man,
bad! Suddenly he pulled back.
Dont, he said, taking the
glass and downing it in one gulp.
Are they going to be done soon? Brian
asked.
Want to get away from me? Noel
said, smirking.
Brian knew that
smirk. He had used it many times
himself when he knew he had captured his
prey. He didnt like the
feeling of being the prey. He stood up, intending to go find
Justin. The next thing he knew
Noel was kissing him and he was kissing
back. They groped each other,
finding hard cocks as their targets. Their tongues dueled, each trying to
dominate. Brians groin
rubbed involuntarily against
Noels. Maybe not
so involuntarily, Brian thought, as he pushed Noel
away.
Whats wrong? Noel
asked. You want me, and
I sure as Hell want you.
Whats the problem?
Justin!
Im in a ... relationship, Brian said, using the dreaded
R word
Oh, are you two
exclusive?
You know we
are. Justin told me you hit
on him.
I
see. But I just thought he
wasnt interested in me. It
was really you I wanted from the first time I saw the drawings of
you.
Very flattering, but its not
going to happen.
Really?
It almost did a minute ago.
That was a
mistake!
That was no
mistake! We want each other,
Noel stated.
Maybe thats true, but I said
its not going to happen.
He opened the office door and saw the group
approaching. He hoped his hard-on wasnt too obvious, as he stepped
out of the office.
Justin came over to
him. Im ready to
go, he said.
Great, said Brian, looking at
Noel.
See you tomorrow night, Noel
said.
They quickly said goodbye to Jane, grabbed
some take-out on the way home, and Brian fucked Justins brains out,
trying to erase the image of Noels perfect face and the feel of his
soft, tender lips.
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Friday night Brian arrived at the loft at
six. He and Justin ate a salad,
showered and dressed. Brian
wore black leather pants and a black silk sweater that clung to his
body. He looked sexier than
Hell. Justin told him that,
and Brian almost went to change.
He didnt want Noel to think he was tempting him, which if he
was truthful, he was, but he knew Justin would question why he was changing
his clothes. He decided to go
with the outfit.
Justin wore the gray pants and sweater he
had worn to Emiles. He
looked great, but Brian was
breathtaking. They had to be
at the gallery before 7:30 when the show
opened. They barely made
it.
Brian felt like a bit of a fifth wheel with
Justin being the centre of attention.
Noel was all too close, and Brian almost wished he would just go
away. Noel had no intention
of doing that. The smirk was
driving Brian crazy.
When Michael and Ben arrived, he latched
onto them for a while. Michael was thrilled by the Rage drawings, liking the
publicity. Lindsay and Mel provided
him with another break from Noels
attentions. Lindsay was ecstatic
for Justin. He spent a bit of
time with Jennifer and Molly who were very proud of
Justin. Ted and Emmett came
for a while, so did Deb and Vic.
They were all more interested in congratulating Justin than spending
time with Brian. Noel hovered
in the background, not approaching Brian
directly. Cynthia came
late. Brian had invited her,
thinking he might need an ally and a distraction, but she went off on her
own to look at the artwork. By
9:30 most people were leaving.
Brian had to wait for Justin, and Noel never seemed to be far away.
Justin came up to Brian and hugged
him. I have a buyer for
three pieces, he said.
Thats
great.
I have to meet with him in the office
to make the final arrangements with
Jane. He might want some more
later, he said proudly.
A
patron!
Congratulations.
Justin went into the office with Jane and
an older man. Brian looked around
the emptying gallery. He didnt see
Noel. That was fine with
him. He thought he would use
the restroom while he waited for Justin.
He saw the sign and went in.
It was a small room with a toilet and
sink. Before he could turn around
and lock the door, he felt it being pushed
open. Noel shoved his way in
and locked the door behind him.
Noel, this isnt ... Brian
started, but he never got to finish his protest, as Noels mouth smothered
his in the most erotic kiss. He
couldnt help but kiss back.
God, he wanted this man.
Maybe if he just got it over with, then he could forget about it,
he thought.
Noel was unzipping Brians pants and
his cock, already hard, sprang free.
See, Noel
said. You want me as much
as I want you.
Yes, Brian breathed between
kisses.
Noel dropped down to his knees and took
Brians cock into his mouth.
Brian couldnt stop himself from
moaning. He had been fighting this, but also wanting it, ever since
he met Noel. Noel looked up
at him, and Brian saw triumph in his brown
eyes. He almost pushed him
away. His hands were on Noels
shoulders, but instead of pushing him back, he pulled the mans body
forward, fucking Noels face.
The man gave an expert blowjob, and Brian gave in, allowing himself
to enjoy it. In a few minutes
he was coming and coming into Noels
mouth. Noel smiled up at him,
a knowing look that disturbed Brian.
Noel stood up and tried to kiss
Brian. Brian turned his head,
and pushed Noel away. He stuffed
his cock back in his pants, but before he could zip his fly, Noel grabbed
his hands. Were
not done yet, Noel said. He
had released his own cock which was large and red and
ready.
Brian looked down at it, and as he did, Noel
turned him around and pushed him against the
sink. Brian
resisted.
Im not a bottom, Brian
stated.
We all are at one time or another,
Noel said lustfully.
No, said
Brian.
Then do me, Noel
commanded. I need
you.
Brian wanted out of there, but he also wanted
this gorgeous man who wanted him. He could feel his cock responding
already. He turned around and
reversed positions with Noel. Noel
groped at Brians crotch, freeing the growing shaft, and rubbing it
deliciously with his hand. Noel
looked in Brians eyes, knowing he had won once
again. He smiled as Brian turned
him around, and bent him over the sink, pulling his trousers
down. Brian rolled on a condom
and took the tube of lube Noel handed
him. He coated his shaft, then
stuck first one lubed finger, then two, into Noels waiting hole. Noel
moaned and turned his head to look at
Brian. Brian almost stopped when he saw the look in Noels
eyes, but it was too late. He
positioned his cock and rammed in.
He quickly found his rhythm and Noel responded in
kind. They pounded against each
other in the mindless and timeless need they both
felt. Noel pulled on his dick
as he felt his own orgasm building.
He moaned Brians name, as they both came, almost at the same
time. The sink took both their
weights, as they leaned on it to regain their
equilibrium. Brian abruptly
pulled out and disposed of the condom.
He stuffed his cock back in his pants, while Noel wiped the sink and
the wall behind it.
Brian opened the door, and left as quickly
as he could, not saying a word to Noel.
He felt dirty, like he needed a
shower. How could he have been
so stupid? He was a selfish
bastard, his needs and desires coming ahead of
Justin. Idiot! he
muttered aloud. So fucking
stupid!
What did you say? Justin asked,
coming up behind him.
He turned and tried to
smile.
Nothing. Just talking
to myself.
Isnt that a sign of senility?
Justin teased.
Brat! Brian
countered. Are you ready
to go?
Yep.
Transaction made. I got $2500 for the three
pieces. Of course, Jane gets some of
that. Isnt that great
though? Im officially
a professional artist. He
beamed.
Sure, Brian said, thinking the
guy got them cheap.
Lets go.
Leaving already? Noel asked,
and Brian tensed.
Yeah.
Were going to take off, Justin
said. Thanks for everything,
Noel.
Brian cringed at Justins
statement.
My pleasure, Noel
said.
Brian glanced at him, witnessing that smirk
he knew so well. He grabbed
Justins arm and ushered him towards the
door. He wanted out of
there.
Justin babbled all the way home, about the
show, the people who came, Noel, Jane, the man who bought his
work. Brian heard little about
any of it. His thoughts were
on Noel and the huge mistake he had made.
Why cant I think with my brain
instead of my dick? he admonished
himself. Fuck! he said aloud.
What? said Justin, having been
interrupted.
I want to fuck the successful
artist, Brian covered.
Of course you
do! Justins sunshine
smile lit up the Jeep.
They spent most of the night
fucking. Justin was very happy
and Brian was very guilty. What
had happened to no apologies, no
regrets? Justin had happened,
thats what!
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All weekend Brian debated telling Justin
what happened with Noel. He
didnt do it though, because Justin was so
happy. He didnt want to
destroy the show for him. He
didnt want to destroy their life together, and he was afraid that might
be what his revelation would do.
He kept quiet and tried to put it out of his mind.
Lindsay and Mel had invited them Sunday for
brunch to celebrate the success of Justins
show. They arrived late to find
the whole gang there, plus Noel.
Brian felt physically ill when he saw the
man.
Dada, dada, Gus shouted, drawing
Brians attention away from Noel.
He picked up the baby.
What the Hell is he doing here?
Brian whispered to Lindsay and nodded toward Noel.
We met him at the gallery, Lindsay
replied. He seemed very
nice, and he helped Justin a lot, so I invited
him.
Shit! Brian
said.
What?
Whats wrong? Lindsay wanted to know, taking Gus from
him.
Forget it! Brian snarled, and
went to get a drink.
Justin was the centre of attention, everyone
congratulating him. Brian went
out the back door for a smoke, and to get away from Noels eyes which
seemed to be constantly on him. As
he lit up, he heard the door open again. He knew it was Noel.
You have a beautiful son, Brian,
Noel said.
Brian decided to end this
now. I dont know
what the fuck youre playing at, Noel, but I want you out of
here.
Now!
Easy,
Brian. I just wanted to see
you again. I still want to fuck
you, he said boldly.
Shut the fuck up, and leave!
Brian said severely.
No
way! We have unfinished
business.
Brian glared at
him. He turned, stamped out
his cigarette, and headed back inside.
He grabbed Gus and swung him around, finding comfort in having Gus
little hands clinging to him.
Looking at Gus helped him to block out Noels eyes which never
left him.
As soon as he could, he caught Justins
attention, and indicated he wanted to leave.
I need to go to the IFA, Justin
said. I got a little behind
getting ready for the show. Can
you drop me off there?
Cant we both go
home? Ill take you there
later.
I should really go
now. I have a lot to
do.
We could drop you there, Michael
said, overhearing their discussion.
Bens apartment isnt far from
there. We were just
leaving.
Great, Justin said, and before
Brian could protest, he was gone.
Brian left as quickly as he
could. He drove to the loft
and slammed the door behind him.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!! he cursed aloud,
pacing. What am I going
to do?
Just then there was a knock on his
door.
Who the fuck is that, and how did they
get in? Brian mumbled to himself.
He flung the door back ready to ream out
whoever was there. His jaw dropped
as he saw Noel standing there.
How the fuck did you get here?
Brian demanded.
I followed you, and caught the front
door before it closed, he said
nonchalantly. May I come
in? He pushed past Brian.
What the fuck do you think youre
doing? Were going to settle
this once and for all. Right
now! Brian yelled at him.
Settle
what? I just want to fuck
you.
I dont care what you
want. I want you to leave me
alone, and stop insinuating yourself into my life.
Let me fuck you, and I might leave
you alone.
Are you crazy? Brian
yelled.
Dont ever say that to
me! Noels face got
hard and cold and not attractive at all.
Youre not fucking me, now or
ever. Get
out!
Not so
fast. Want me to tell little
Justin what we did at the gallery?
A blackmail
fuck? Nice one,
Noel. You really are desperate.
Im not
desperate. I just want you,
and Im going to get you! he said
passionately.
Fuck you! Brian
yelled.
Thats what I want to
do. Yelling at me wont
make me change my mind, you know, Noel said calmly.
Leave!
Leave me alone.
I
cant. I want you,
Noel said simply.
Well I dont want
you!
Yes, you
do. You proved that the other
night in the restroom.
That should never have
happened.
But it did, and I want
more.
Youre not getting anything, other
than out of here.
Yes I
am. I always get what I
want. He looked at Brian
with absolute surety in his eyes.
Brians usual resolve wavered a little
under his smug gaze. How
am I going to get rid of this bastard without hurting Justin? he asked
himself. If I let you fuck me, will that be the end of it? Brian
asked aloud.
Sure, Noel
said.
Brian heard the sure he always
said to tricks who wanted to get together
again. His brain screamed,
Dont trust him!, but his heart said, Do what it takes
to get rid of him. Dont hurt Justin!
Do you mean that? Brian asked,
wanting a stronger assurance.
Yes I do, Noel
said.
Can I trust you? Brian
asked. Noel
nodded. All right
then. Lets get this over with.
Noel put his arms around Brian and kissed
him. Brian did his best not
to respond, but he still felt a stirring, when this man kissed
him. I want some participation
in this, Noel declared, or all bets are
off.
Okay, Brian gave
in.
He kissed Noel back, and almost began to
enjoy it.
Thats better, Noel whispered,
and he started to take off Brians
clothes. Brian allowed this
to happen, not resisting, but not assisting
either. When he had Brian naked,
he removed his own clothes, and once again embraced the
man. He rubbed his cock against
Brians and felt it begin to
respond. He continued the rubbing
and kissing. Brians cock
was hard, and so was Noels.
Noel looked at Brian, at his cock, and
smiled. See, you want
me too.
Brian glowered at
him. Noel turned him around
and pushed him over the back of the
couch. He felt Noel spread the
cheeks of his ass, and blow on his
pucker. He felt it spasm in
response. Noel spit on the hole
and began licking and biting across and around
it. Suddenly he felt Noels
tongue enter him, and he gasped. It did feel good, despite
everything. Noel continued to rim him, and Brian felt himself buck
back, wanting Noels tongue to go deeper.
Noel inserted a couple of fingers and
finger-fucked him. He knew he
was ready, even if he didnt want to
be. He felt Noel position his
cock, but he didnt hear him open a condom.
Are you wearing a condom? Brian
asked.
Sure, Noel
said.
Brian stood up and looked
around. Noel had no condom on
his dick. It bounced naked in
front of him.
You fucking liar!! Brian
yelled. What the fuck
do you think youre doing? I
never bareback!
Im negative, Noel
stated.
I dont give a shit if youre
radioactive! Get your clothes
on and get out of here!
Now!!!
We had a bargain, Noel said,
not ready to give up.
It didnt include that!
Brian said. Get
out!
Noel seemed to sense that he had lost his
opportunity. He started to get
dressed. This isnt
over, Brian. I still want you.
Ill use a condom, if
thats what it takes.
Shut your lying mouth, and fuck off!
Brian seethed. He stood naked
and angry in front of Noel.
Noel realized he wasnt going to get
anywhere today, and left.
Thank God! Brian
thought. I nearly made
a colossal mistake.
He threw his jeans on and dialed Justins
cell phone number. I really
need to talk to you, Justin.
Im coming to get you.
Im not done, Justin
said.
Yes, you
are. Im
coming. I have to talk to
you. Please,
Justin.
Brian sounded
strange. He rarely said please
under any circumstances.
Okay, come and get
me. Ill be out
front.
Be there soon, and ...
thanks.
Then he knew something was really
wrong. Brian never said thanks
for something so simple. He
quickly cleaned up, leaving the project that had been going so
well. As he stepped out of the
building, Brian screeched to a halt in front of
him. He must have been speeding
all the way there. Justin was
getting worried. What was going
on?
He got in the Jeep and Brian sped
off. He said
nothing. Justin wondered where
they were headed, because it obviously wasnt to the
loft. He wanted to ask, but
Brian didnt seem to be ready to talk, despite the urgency of his
call.
They drove along the river and Brian pulled
onto the shoulder. He got out
and headed for the bench where they had begun their road back to each
other. Justin knew the significance
of this spot. Why were they
there? Fear suddenly welled
up in Justin. Is he going
to tell me its over? he wondered, dying
inside.
Brian motioned for Justin to sit, and he
did. Brian paced back and forth
in front of him, saying nothing.
God, Brian, I cant stand
it. Whats going on?
Justin pleaded.
I have something to tell you,
Brian began, and then stopped.
Is it bad? Justin asked, feeling
sick.
Yes.
Are you through with me? Justin
asked, tears welling up.
Shit,
no! I love you, even though
I still dont say it enough.
Justin breathed a sigh of
relief. Then what is
it?
Brian sat down beside him and put his arm
around Justins neck. He
leaned his head against Justins forehead, and said, Im
sorry. I dont know how
to say this.
Just say
it! Youre scaring
me. Please, Brian!
Okay, here
goes. You remember Noel from
the gallery? Justin nodded,
wondering what Noel had to do with
anything. You were right
when you said he was interested in me.
What does that
mean?
I let him blow me at the
gallery.
At the
gallery?
When?
When you were dealing with the guy
who bought your work. He followed
me into the restroom, and he blew me.
Shit,
Brian. How could
you?
I dont
know. Brian shook his
head, looking forlorn. He
is gorgeous, and he wanted me, and I wanted him.
Like a trick? Justin asked
hopefully.
Kind of, Brian
said.
Kind of?
I thought that would be the end of
it, but then he wanted to fuck me in the restroom.
And did he? Justin asked, not
wanting to hear the answer.
No, I wouldnt let
him.
Thank,
God. Justin looked
relieved.
Thats not all of
it. When I wouldnt let
him fuck me, he wanted me to fuck him.
I did.
Justin shook his head, looking
hurt.
Hes the first one since weve
been back together, Brian added, hoping that might make a
difference.
Really? Justin asked,
surprised.
Really.
I swear.
I believe you, but why are you telling
me about Noel. I told you tricks
didnt matter, and I would never have known.
Im not done
yet. Noel turned up at
Lindsays, and he followed me
outside. He told me I owed him
a fuck. He wouldnt back
off. Thats when I tried
to get you to leave with me, to go home.
But I went with Ben and Michael to
the IFA.
Yeah, and Noel tracked me
home.
He did what?
You heard
me. He followed me, and caught
the front door before it locked.
The next thing I knew he was at my door, just after I got
there.
What happened? Justin asked,
afraid once again.
I told him to fuck off and not come
back, but he wouldnt leave.
He tried to kiss me and rub my
cock. I admit I was tempted
for a fraction of a second.
So nothing happened? Justin
prayed.
Not
exactly. I told him to get out,
but again he refused to leave. He
said he wanted to fuck me, and he was going to, sooner or
later. I kept telling him to
leave, that nothing was going to happen between
us. Suddenly he told me I better
not be so quick to dismiss him. He
said he always got what he wanted.
He threatened to tell you, and I didnt want to hurt
you.
You let him fuck you, Justin
whispered.
No, but
almost.
What?
We made a
bargain. If I let him fuck me,
he would get out of my life. I
finally agreed.
So, he did fuck
you?
No, I
said. He started to rim me,
and I admit he was pretty good at it.
I was ready to let him go ahead.
Brian saw a tear fall from Justins
face. He had to finish this
before his resolve crumbled.
He had his dick against my hole, but
I didnt hear him open a condom.
I know that sound so well, Brian laughed to keep himself from
crying. I turned around,
and that fucker was going to bareback
me. I had even asked him if
he had a condom on, and the bastard lied to
me.
What
happened? You didnt let
him? Justin looked scared and horrified and hurt and
betrayed. Brian saw all those
emotions cross his face.
Im sorry, Brian
said. I didnt want
to hurt you. Brian brushed
a tear from Justins cheek.
What
happened? Brian, tell
me.
When I saw what he was doing, I
blew. I told him to get the
fuck out, and he finally did.
So he didnt fuck
you?
No, and he never will! Brian
vowed.
Then why are you telling me
this? I would never have
known.
I dont think hes through
with me yet. If he comes back,
I dont want him thinking he can blackmail me into something by threatening
to tell you. I hope I havent
destroyed your trust and ruined everything, Brian said, studying
Justins face.
You would have ruined everything if
you had let him fuck you.
Im glad you stopped him.
Can you forgive
me? Im really
sorry.
I knew you would be tempted sometimes,
but who knew Noel was such a bastard.
You didnt answer
me. Am I
forgiven?
I can see how upset you are about
this. Are you all
right?
You never cease to amaze
me. I expected you to be furious
or devastated, not worried about me.
I am upset, but you stopped him in
time. If we work together, he
cant hurt us. I know now,
so he has no hold over you. Unless
you still want him? Justin asked, concern on his
face.
Absolutely
not! I did want him, but now
I never want to see him again.
Good!
Then its over. Lets go home.
You mean
it. Youre all right about
this?
Not all right, but I understand, and
I still love you. Im so
glad you decided to tell me the truth.
So am I, Brian
confessed.
Lets try to do
that. No secrets, no
lies. Only
truth.
Ill
try.
Me too.
Brian pulled Justin to him, and kissed him
deeply. Lets go
home. I want to show you how
much I love you.
I can hardly wait, Justin said,
as Brian took his hand, and they started up the bank to the
Jeep.
Sunshine, Brian said,
stopping.
What?
My only
sunshine! I am so lucky,
Brian said, looking into Justins eyes.
Justin saw tears swimming in Brians
eyes.
You bet youre
lucky. I could have chopped
off your nuts after a confession like
that. Justin giggled,
breaking the tension between them.
Twat! Brian said, and they continued
to the Jeep, an arm wrapped around each others
waist.