Little Cabin on the Lane

Chapter 12

 

“How’s the painting going?” Bobby asked as he came into the sun porch.

“Pretty good,” Justin replied. He dropped his paint brush into a can of solvent. “I could use a break.”

“Coffee?” Bobby asked. Justin nodded.

Bobby headed for the kitchen on his side of the cottages. He started a pot brewing while he waited for Justin to clean up and join him.

When Justin came into the kitchen, he immediately flopped down in one of the chairs.

“You look tired,” Bobby observed as he poured coffee for both of them.

“I don’t sleep so well when Brian isn’t here,” Justin admitted.

“Nobody to wear you out?” Bobby asked with a grin.

“Yeah.”

“Has Brian landed yet?”

“Yeah, I had a call a while ago. Brian’s on his way out here.”

“That should make you happy.”

“It does.”

“Things are always more interesting when the big lug is around,” Bobby informed his brother-in-law.

“True, Brian does have a way of keeping everybody on their toes.”

“That’s putting it nicely,” Bobby laughed.

“I just hope…” Justin began but then hesitated.

“What?” Bobby asked with a frown. He took a sip of his coffee while he waited for Justin to answer.

“That everything’s okay between us. It seems like forever since Brian went away.”

“I’m sure you’ll pick right up where you left off,” Bobby tried to assure him.

“I hope so.”

“Listen, the kids are at school. I’ll make myself scarce. You two can fuck to your hearts content … until Bree comes home from school. Then she’ll want her Dada, so you better be prepared to let her have him.”

Justin chuckled. “Yeah, she’ll be so excited to see him.”

“That’s for sure.”

“What are you going to do while Brian and I … you know?”

“I’ll go to the general store and get provisions for a welcome home dinner for your hubby,” Bobby replied with a smirk worthy of Brian Kinney himself.

“You better not call him my hubby when he’s around,” Justin warned, but he grinned at Bobby.

“I value my head too much to do that.”

“Good, I’d like to keep him in a good mood.”

“Seeing you will put him in a fabulous mood,” Bobby assured Justin. Justin merely nodded and sipped his coffee. “Well, I’m outta here. Got shopping to do, and I’m sure you want to have a shower and make yourself presentable for your hubby.”

“You’re asking for trouble, Big Red,” Justin warned, using one of Brian’s common appellations for Bobby.

“Moi?” Bobby asked with mock horror.

“Yes, toi,” Justin retorted before throwing his spoon at Bobby’s form as it disappeared out the door.

 

*****
 

John heard the crunch of gravel on the lane. He turned to see Brian’s car come through the gate and head up the lane. He waved as Brian passed. Brian honked once but kept on going. John smiled knowing where Brian was heading and who he wanted to see. That was as it should be.

As Brian approached his cottage he laid on the horn, honking incessantly. He slid the car to a stop and stepped out. His warning horn blast had the desired effect as the door to Edna’s Treasures flew open and a blond whirlwind came barreling forth.

Brian stood and waited by the car. Justin ran towards him launching himself into the air, wrapping his legs around Brian’s hips and causing the man to step backwards from the force of the onslaught. Brian caught his husband as best he could, wrapping his arms tightly around his spouse and using all his strength to remain vertical. It was all a little dicey, but he managed to hold on, stay upright and claim Justin’s lips without having them both end up in a pile on the ground.

When the kiss finally ended, leaving them both breathless, Brian felt compelled to ask, “Miss me much?”

Justin grinned. “No, I greet all the traveling salesmen like this.”

Brian laughed out loud, so happy to be home and have Justin in his arms. “Liar,” he murmured as his lips found Justin’s once again.

“I love you so much,” Justin whispered when he found his voice once more.

“Backatcha.”

“Why are we still out here?” Justin asked.

“I thought this was some new strategy of yours to keep me interested,” Brian joked.

“Take me inside,” Justin ordered refusing to release his grip on Brian’s body.

“Yes, master,” Brian whispered as he carried his husband, legs still wrapped around him, into their home. He headed directly for the bedroom knowing what they both wanted and needed.

Brian kicked the door closed as he entered their bedroom. He walked to the bed where he finally dumped his treasured load that he had carried from the instant Justin had run into his arms.

“I missed you so much,” Justin stated looking up longingly at his husband who had already started removing his clothing.

“Why are you still dressed?” Brian asked with his patented Brian Kinney smirk, often imitated but never mastered by anyone else. He undid his jeans. “Get naked,” he ordered.

Justin grinned as he watched Brian for a minute longer, the long lean body coming into view as Brian removed his clothes. Justin had missed that body so much. He prayed that Brian had missed him equally.

“You look tired,” Justin observed as he continued to study his husband.

“I just got off a fucking red eye,” Brian retorted.

“Yeah, right,” Justin said pulling his T-shirt over his head.

“And I don’t sleep well without you beside me,” Brian added deciding to be totally honest.

“No one to wear you out before bedtime?” Justin asked, knowing the likely answer but wanting Brian’s reassurance.

“No one but you, and you weren’t there.”

“I’m here now,” Justin stated peeling off his underwear.

They were both naked staring at the body of their partner, so familiar yet so long denied to them. They were both already aroused. Apparently absence did make the heart grow fonder and the dick harder.

Brian walked towards Justin where he stood by the bed. He wrapped his arms around his husband pulling him against his body. His hands explored his lover’s back and that magnificent butt. He squeezed and teased. His nose nuzzled Justin’s hair smelling the citrus scented shampoo that Justin liked. Brian let out a groan of need and contentment and love.

“I missed you so fucking much,” Brian whispered.

“Show me how much,” Justin begged.

Brian leaned forward tumbling them onto the bed. He kissed Justin, crushing their lips together, never wanting to be parted from his mate again. His body covered Justin’s. Again, as always, he marveled at how perfectly they fit together despite the difference in their statures. They were made for each other.

Brian poured all his feelings and need into the kiss as he continued it, his tongue probing, exploring and ravaging Justin’s mouth. Everything was the same but more intense and more important since their separation. Brian rutted against his husband letting him know what was to come.

Brian reached for the lube and prepared both of them. He looked into Justin’s eyes waiting for his approval. Justin nodded and Brian drove his cock in. Justin cried out and held onto Brian’s arms so tight he thought his fingers might penetrate the flesh. Brian stopped, waiting for Justin to adjust.

“How can you still feel so tight and so good after all these years?” Brian whispered.

“Because we’re made for each other,” was Justin’s simple response. He pressed his hips up indicating that Brian should continue.

The ride was slow and sweet to start with, but it became hard and deep and so meaningful as time went on. Brian mustered all his years of experience to make this time together the most special he could imagine. They both collapsed into oblivion at the end of it.

Justin, once he regained his senses, would tell Brian that he would always remember this oh so special time with his husband.

 

*****
 

“So do you think they’ll ever come up for air?” Bobby asked John when the construction crew broke for an afternoon break. The weather had turned a little nasty so John and Gordon called for a halt until the storm either passed or they decided if they should quit for the day. For now, everyone was hovering in the B&B cottage. Tom was enjoying playing host since his daily trek to the lean-to and his hidden glade was also put off due to the storm.

“I doubt it. Brian’s been gone for weeks. He and his little Mary Sunshine have a lot of missed loving to make up for,” John quipped. “Perhaps this might be a good day to take the kids to my mother’s for dinner.” Bobby agreed.

“But how do we convince the princess to give her fathers a little time to themselves?”

“By being honest about it; Bree will understand. Speaking about the kids, when’s that special assembly scheduled; isn’t it this week?”

“Next Friday,” Bobby replied.

“Next Friday? Why did the school postpone it?” John thought it was going to be this Friday.

“Well, it seems that a few children requested that the assembly be shoved back a week to ensure that all the parents had an opportunity to rearrange schedules so that they could make it,” Bobby pronounced with a smirk.

“And I take it the principal agreed to the request?” John asked with a grin.

“Oh, yes. The principal was very happy to comply. Apparently the children were most convincing,” Bobby said barely containing his laugh. “It also helped that one of the parents is a major financial contributor to the school district, another parent actually built the school and another devised the school bus route and donated the school buses.”

“Not to mention that another parent is on the school board,” John said with a raised eyebrow.

“No mention of that at all,” Bobby laughed.

“Ah, no pressure then?” John laughed.

“None whatsoever. And before you get your very high moral knickers in a bunch, I did speak with the principal. He assured me that it was a very good suggestion. A lot of kids really wanted their parents to make it. Our kids aren’t the only stars of the show. It’s still early in the school year and the board wants to encourage more participation. They’re considering expanding some programs for the lower grades and setting up interning programs for the high school kids.”

“I guess not all kids are cut out to be farmers,” John said as he got himself a cup of coffee and took a look out a window. The rain gave no sign of letting up anytime soon.

“No, they’re not. Look at Hunter’s Dr. Nick for a good example. His family’s been farming for generations but Nick heard a different calling,” Bobby said as he helped himself to coffee as well.

“Speaking about a different calling,” John whispered, looking above his coffee cup to glance at Tom who was chatting with some of the crew and taking suggestions about his own ‘project.’

“Too early to tell,” Bobby whispered back.

“Maybe now that Brian’s back, he can make sense of it. For now we should just leave it alone.” Bobby nodded in agreement as Gordon came over to speak with John.

“It’s gone past two and the rain’s not letting up,” Gordon stated. “What’s the word, boss?” Gordon asked, looking at John.

“The word is done; we’re done for the day. It’s not like we’re on a deadline and I’m not going to risk the safety of the men. There’s no reason for them to be slipping and sliding in the mud for a vacation home. Let’s call it quits and we’ll make an early start in the morning,” John declared. Gordon seconded the decision. “Call my mother and give her the heads up,” John said to Bobby just before he and Gordon spoke with the crew.

 

*****
 

Brian stretched his long frame, loving the feel of his own sheets against his skin on his own bed. He turned his head; Justin was out cold. They must have ‘done it’ about ten times since they hit the bed. They had gotten up a couple of times to shower and change the sheets before going at it again. Brian smirked as he took a peek at his organ which was taking a well deserved rest. No little blue pill for him, not yet anyway.

He carefully got out of bed although Brian was convinced that nothing short of an explosion could wake his spouse. That was fine with Brian; he knew Justin couldn’t sleep well when they were apart for too long. The truth be known, Brian felt the same way. Brian snorted to himself as he threw on his jeans and quietly left their bedroom. The man who was convinced he’d never make it in a relationship now couldn’t sleep well without his mate. Brian smiled as he padded barefoot into his kitchen in a desperate search for coffee.

“Hey,” Brian said as John and Bobby came through his front door. The boys greeted each other with hugs and back slaps.

“Didn’t think you’d ever come out of your room,” Bobby teased as John quickly made his way toward his end of the cottage to change his clothes.

“Believe me if I didn’t need coffee I’d still be in there. Justin’s asleep. I was going to ask if one of you or Rachel could see to Bree for a while.”

“Already taken care of. We’re going to get them at school then take them to Claire’s for dinner. We’ll tell Bree that her daddies need a little alone time but we’ll come right back home after the apple pie so that she can have the rest of the evening with you.”

“I knew there was a reason I like you, Big Red,” Brian snarked, getting a rude gesture in response. Brian and Bobby laughed. “Thank you, for everything. I know this trip was a bit spur of the moment but it was worth it. I’m thinking I should make this an annual event. Maybe take Justin with me, or Gus.”

“You’re grooming Gus to take over the firm; it’ll be good experience for him. Introduce him to your big clients. Good move,” Bobby approved.

“I’m hoping Gus will think so,” Brian said with a far off look in his eyes.

“He will. Gus is maturing, I can see it. He wants to follow in your footsteps; he wants Kinnetik.”

“Yeah, but he also wants Ray, and Ray wants to take over his family business. I’m not sure if they want to keep on doing a long distance relationship. And Gus wants the loft; he’s earned it,” Brian murmured.

“This doesn’t have to be solved now,” Bobby assured Brian. “Right now all you need to concentrate on is Justin,” Bobby said with an all knowing grin. John walked into the kitchen.

“We should get going,” John said, giving his brother a pat on the back. Brian smiled as he watched the guys leave the cottage.

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, Brian deeply inhaled then exhaled loudly. Not only was his trip long and busy, it was also noisy and filled with unfamiliar smells. It made Brian appreciate his little cottage on his lane all the more. Brian shook himself then looked around his pristine kitchen. He had come to a decision. He took a large tray off a high shelf then started to prepare some snacks for himself and Justin. Filling a carafe with fresh coffee and placing a coffee service on the tray, then the tray on a serving cart, Brian was ready to surprise his spouse.

“Hey, Sunshine,” Brian murmured softly as Justin stirred on the bed.

“Hey,” Justin replied with a soft smile as he scrubbed the sleep from his eyes. “What’s this?”

“This is me making like a waiter to serve my number one patron,” Brian said with a goofy grin making Justin’s heart melt.

“I love you,” Justin purred.

“I love you too, Sunshine, besides, I have to keep the furnace stoked,” Brian said with an added smirk. Justin giggled as he sat up, fluffing up their pillows so that they could share the feast between them.

“Bree!” Justin shouted as he put down his coffee.

“Relax, all taken care of,” Brian assured him. “The guys are picking up the kids and taking them to Claire’s for dinner. They’ll be back in plenty of time for bedtime stories.”

“Thank goodness.”

“Thank Bobby and John. Speaking of John, I caught a glimpse of the new cabin.”

“You mean through the dust you kicked up as you sped up the lane to get to me?”

“A bit full of yourself, eh, Sunshine?” Brian smirked.

Justin leaned over to kiss the smirk he missed so much. “I was full of you a little while ago,” Justin remarked against Brian’s lips.

“Mmm, maybe I can be full of you after our snack,” Brian whispered as he nibbled on Justin’s lips. Justin gave Brian a Sunshine smile just before they returned to their snack.

“How was your trip?” Justin asked making conversation.

“Very successful.”

“You thinking of doing it yearly?”

“I am,” Brian smiled. “Great minds think alike.” Brian smiled at Justin. “I said the same thing to Bobby just before they left to get the kids. Maybe take Gus with me when he’s finished with college. And you too if you want to go.”

“It’ll be a great opportunity for Gus. I think if you do this annually then the most logical person to take with you is Gus.”

“Thank you, Mr. Spock, but you’re right. I’ll approach Gus over the holidays. Now tell me what’s been going on around here? John’s finally got a handle on that monstrosity he’s building.”

“It’s not that bad. John’s had a rough time with all the interference from our concerned family but I think he’s on the right track now.”

“I know he is,” Brian said as he pulled the younger man toward him and tucked him under his arm. It felt good to hold Justin and talk like normal people while the cottage and the lane were quiet. “What about our wayward priest? Has he been behaving himself?” Brian asked as he pressed a kiss to the top of the blond head.

“I guess so. I really haven’t seen all that much of him. It’s been John and Bobby that he’s been talking to, and Todd, of course.”

“Of course. I’ll check in with Tom tomorrow after the kids go to school. Speaking about school, when’s that special assembly I heard so much about?”

“Next Friday.”

“Then I will make sure it’s on my calendar and work from home. I don’t want to risk being in the Pitts and not making it home in time.”

“You’re a good dad,” Justin said as he looked up into Brian’s eyes.

“I learned from the master,” Brian said as he gave his master a kiss on the lips. The kiss went on until they were overwhelmed with their need for each other.

“We better move the tray,” Justin suggested as they broke apart.

“Ever the practical one,” Brian said with a sigh. With that, Brian lifted up the tray and placed it back on the cart. “I’ll deal with this later,” Brian added as he slipped back into their bed. “We have more important matters to deal with.”

“We do?” Justin said looking all wide-eyed and innocent.

“Yes, we do,” Brian agreed as he waved a tube of lube in the air. Justin burst into a brilliant Sunshine smile as he took the tube from his mate.

“Yee haw!” Justin shouted as he pounced.

 

*****
 

“Can you drive faster, Uncle John?” Bree begged.

“Not if you want us to get there safe and sound and without a speeding ticket, I can’t,” John replied sternly.

“It’s okay, Bree, we’re almost home,” Patrick reassured his best friend. Patrick recognized the stretch of road they were on and knew the turn off for their lane was coming up soon. The road was still slick from the storm they had earlier in the day and John wasn’t taking any chances no matter how anxious Briana was to see her Dada. John would never forgive himself if something happened to his family while in his charge.

“Look!” Patrick said, pointing to the general store. Bree smiled broadly knowing that they were very, very close to home.

Within minutes, John’s Navigator slowed down so he could hit the code for the gate release. He carefully drove the big car through the gate and up the lane past all the construction equipment. John shared a look with Bobby as John spied Bree through the rearview mirror. The petite blond was literally bouncing in her seat.

John maneuvered the SUV up the driveway and close to the side door. As soon as they were parked Patrick opened the door and quickly hopped out. He stood aside so not to be barreled over by Bree. She hit the pavement running as she threw open the side door to the cottage that led them through the mud room and into the kitchen.

“Dada! Dada! Dada!” Bree screeched as she ran into the kitchen where Brian and Justin were making a fresh pot of coffee and putting water in the kettle for tea. They had been given the heads up by Claire that the guys were on their way home with one anxious and happy little girl and a couple of homemade apple pies. Justin had taken out a tub of vanilla ice cream to soften for pie a la mode.

“Hey, Squirt,” Brian said as he steadied himself for the second time that day as another blond whirlwind launched herself into his arms.
 

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