Fun in the Sun

Chapter 1

“Like what you see, Sunshine?” Brian purred as he felt Justin looking down at him. Justin smiled. Even with his eyes closed, Brian knew Justin was staring at him.

“Always,” Justin softly replied as he gently drew his finger down the bridge of Brian’s nose, over the coral colored lips then tapped the prominent chin. Brian’s relatively unlined face and taut, trim abdomen belied his age. The only hint of Brian’s true age came from the laugh lines near his eyes and the few grays at his temples.

They were resting between rounds. The B&B was quiet, with only Seamus and one permanent guest in residence whose room was on the other side of the B&B. The boys were situated in a quaint room with a large feather bed that took up most of the room. The only other furniture in the room was a wicker chair near the window, a dresser and a small bedside nightstand. Happily for Brian, they had their own, albeit small, bathroom.

The room was perfect!

“What’s your plan?” Justin quietly asked, not wishing to disturb their reverie.

“Plan?”

“Agenda, itinerary, for our vacation,” Justin clarified. Brian opened his eyes as he rolled onto his side to face his mate.

“My plan,” Brian began as he kissed Justin’s nose. “Agenda.” Brian kissed Justin’s temple. “Itinerary.” Brian kissed Justin’s lips, nibbling on the full lower lip. “Is to only leave this bed when absolutely necessary for our survival.” Brian rolled onto Justin, blanketing the younger man with his body, their foreheads touching. Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s torso and threw one leg over the back of Brian’s thighs. They were sticky and in need of a shower but neither man seemed to care.

“Good plan,” Justin agreed as they kissed. As their kiss deepened, they made love once more.

 

*****
 

“What’s that noise?” A low rumbling broke through the quiet of their room.

“I do believe that’s your stomach, Sunshine. Perhaps it’s trying to tell you something,” Brian stated the obvious.

“When was the last time we ate?” Justin asked as he stretched, wiggling his toes, luxuriating on the large bed. Brian grabbed Justin’s wrist to look at his watch.

“About twelve hours ago. It’s a wonder you haven’t wasted away,” Brian teased. Justin made a lame attempt at swatting Brian’s chest. “My poor little boy, not even enough muscle power to connect,” Brian snickered.

Justin snorted.

“I suppose you want me to feed you?”

“Food sounds good but we really need to shower,” Justin said as he sniffed the air. “Phew, we really stink.”

“Not just us; it smells like the backroom of Babylon in here. Maybe we should ask Seamus for some air freshener.”

“Maybe, or maybe we should go out and buy some ourselves,” Justin strongly suggested.

“Yes, dear,” Brian squeaked. He stretched his long body then sat up to get out of bed. “Come on, Sunshine, up and at ‘em. Let’s shower and then find you food. Got to keep the furnace stoked,” Brian said as he offered his hand to Justin. Justin took it then found himself in Brian’s arms and his ass patted. Justin looked up into the bright hazel eyes that twinkled mischievously at him.

“Love you, Sunshine,” Brian whispered to the man in his arms. Justin graced Brian with a smile then led him into the shower.

 

*****
 

“I wonder what’s open now? Most of the town closes early,” Justin commented as they quietly headed down the stairs toward the front door.

“We can try that ale house on the main road,” Brian suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Justin replied as he looked around the B&B. “Is it my imagination or has Seamus made some improvements to the house?”

“Yup. Seamus has made quite a few improvements, notably the central air conditioning,” Brian replied knowingly.

“I thought something was different. The house is nice and cool and very quiet,” Justin agreed. “And nothing to detract from the view.” Justin stopped short just before the front door; he turned to glare at his spouse who bumped into him. “And how do you know what improvements Seamus has made?” Brian gave him an innocent shrug.

Justin waited.

“A lot of Kinnetik employees have vacationed here over the years and I’ve recommended the B&B to many of our clients. I know that Emmett and Drew have stayed here a few times, as have Ted and Allen. Even the littlest hustler and his doctor have spent time here,” Brian smirked.

“Don’t call him that,” Justin admonished his recalcitrant spouse.

“The master of social work,” Brian corrected himself as he urged Justin out the door. “I know for a fact that Gordon brought Betsie here too,” Brian said with a waggle of his eyebrows. Justin laughed as he shook his head.

“So what you’re telling me is that the Piece of Plenty has become the Southeastern Mecca for our family.”

“Something like that. When Seamus wanted to update the house without changing the ambiance of the place, he called John.”

“He called the right man for the job,” Justin said with a nod. “The house is just the way I remembered it. It would have been a shame if it was modernized too much. I love this place. We had a good time here when we first visited with Bree.”

“She was toddler,” Brian murmured, smiling at the memory. “That was a good trip.”

“My father’s idiocy notwithstanding.”

“It just made the trip all the more interesting,” Brian snarked, as they walked the quiet streets of St. Augustine. When they got to the ale house they were shown to a nice table that overlooked the water. “I like this place,” Brian commented as he studied his menu.

“Mmm, so do I,” Justin agreed.

The waiter took their orders for drinks and brought them a basket of breadsticks.

“This is nice,” Justin said wistfully as he nibbled a breadstick.

“Yes, it is. Not too touristy either,” Brian remarked.

“It wouldn’t be, this late in the season. School starts soon. I guess we should go shopping for school supplies when we get home,” Justin said making a mental note to himself.

“Got it covered, Sunshine. The Squirt’s going with Ashley,” Brian announced smugly.

“So who’s driving? Wait, let me guess, one of them will steer while the other works the pedals,” Justin teased. Brian didn’t bother with a response, he just glared over his micro-brew. Justin snickered. “I get it, Susanna’s taking them. I expect there’ll be a lot of matching pink outfits,” Justin sighed. Brian nodded.

They were quiet for a few minutes until their dinner arrived. Justin began eating with gusto making Brian very happy. Brian swore that Justin must have dropped a few pounds over the last couple of weeks. Their conversation resumed when Justin came up for air.

“Why, Bri?” Justin asked cryptically.

“Why what?”

“This vacation.”

“What about it?”

“Why now? And if you answer me with another question, you’re sleeping on the porch,” Justin said with a glare. Brian chuckled as he reached over to pat Justin’s hand.

“You needed it.” Justin stared at Brian. “Justin, since Jo...ever since my mother died you’ve been a rock of support to me and Bree. You kept me sane and have been a stabilizing force in Bree’s life since the funeral. In the bad old days, I would have locked myself away and probably remained in a drugged or drunken stupor for at least a month.”

“No you wouldn’t have,” Justin tried to be encouraging.

Brian snorted. “We both know that’s a lie. The point is that you deserve a medal, but since I have no influence over the President of these United States, Bree agreed that I should take you away on a nice quiet vacation. Quiet being the operative word. No crowds to please, no waterfalls, no ignorant art critics, volcanoes or riptides, and if you want to sketch, you do it because it’ll make you happy.”

Justin’s smile lit up the room. “You and Bree agreed on this?”

“Of course,” Brian said smugly.

“Then who am I to argue.”

It was dark by the time the boys got back to the B&B. Seamus heard the door open and invited them into his rooms for a nightcap. They sat out on the balcony sipping a cool crisp white wine. It was hot but there was a cool breeze coming off the water.

“Thank you, Seamus,” Justin said after a while.

“For what, me lad?”

“For everything. For giving us such a great room. For keeping this place just as I remembered. For it being so relaxing.”

“You give me a lot more credit then I deserve, lad, but I’ll take the compliment as intended. Although it’s I who should be thankful to the both of you and to your lovely family. You’ve kept my rooms full for years now with their visits and recommendations. I may have to take on a partner to help me run the place.”

“You’d give up your control?” Brian asked with an arch of his brow.

“Nah, but the Good Book did say something about getting thee a companion. I may have found one,” Seamus stated with a gleam in his eyes.

“Oooo,” both Brian and Justin squeed at the same time, sounding so much like a certain fairy godmother of theirs.

“Tell Uncle Brian all about him.” Brian paused then asked soberly. “He is a him, isn’t he?”

“Yes, he’s a he,” Seamus chuckled. “He’s a mature man, a self-made man who retired early and was looking for a small place like this to retire to. He was even thinking of opening his own establishment. He booked a room here to get the feel of the place. We got to talking and nature took its course. He’s English but I’ve learned to overlook it,” Seamus teased.

They laughed then offered up a little toast as Seamus refilled their glasses.

“Not to throw a monkey wrench into it but did you have him checked out?” Brian asked in all seriousness.

“Brian,” Justin admonished.

Seamus waved his hand. “Yes, Da. I still have some connections across the pond, as it were. He’s legit,” Seamus assured them.

“Then I say, enjoy yourself, play safe and no tricks after midnight,” Brian said with a straight face as he leaned back in his chair and genteelly sipped his wine. Justin shook his head as Seamus laughed with delight.

 

*****
 

“You’re so bad,” Justin said as they crawled under the sheets.

“What do you mean?” Brian asked in all innocence.

“Asking Seamus if he checked out his new boyfriend.”

“What’s so bad about that? Justin, Seamus has a good thing going here. He’s smack in the middle of town. The building is solid and Seamus has more than a few bucks in the bank. I’d hate to see someone with a pretty face bat his eyes then take Seamus for all he’s worth,” Brian stated with his usual straightforwardness.

“Well, if you put it that way.”

“Jus, Seamus is a good man. I consider him a friend. I just want to make sure no one takes advantage of him.”

Justin smiled softly as Brian turned off the light on the dresser then got into bed next to him. “Seamus is not the only good man here,” Justin said in the dark.

“Shhh, no ruining my rep,” Brian said as he snuggled closer to the younger man.

“Too late, your rep’s been ruined for years.”

“Damn. How about this rep?” Brian asked as he ground his hard cock into Justin’s. “Is this rep ruined too?”

“Never,” Justin replied as he ground himself back. They frotted for a while then allowed nature to take its course.

 

*****
 

“Hey,” Justin murmured with a smile as he stretched and gave himself a satisfying scratch.

“Hey yourself,” Brian replied as he sat in the chair by the window, his reading glasses perched on his nose as he read the local paper, sipping coffee. It was early enough, before the humidity became a factor, that the window was open allowing a light breeze to air out the room.

“Did I miss breakfast?” Justin asked as he tried to focus on his watch.

“It’s still early; we have plenty of time for breakfast.”

“Where’d the coffee come from?” Justin asked as he sat up in the bed. Brian pointed to a carafe on the dresser. Justin got up to fix himself a cup of morning nectar then quickly got back into bed. “Do you have an ‘in’ with the owner?” Justin teased as he sipped his brew.

“You might say that. Seamus was up with the gulls. I heard puttering around and went down,” Brian explained. “He’s given us carte blanche in his kitchen.”

“Good to know. How long have you been awake?”

“A couple of hours,” Brian said. He had already showered and dressed.

“We’re supposed to be on vacation.”

“Years of habit, Sunshine,” Brian said as he took another sip of coffee. “And I could say the same for you. We have nowhere to be, you can go back to sleep,” Brian suggested.

“I’ve had enough sleep for now. I think I’d like to walk around the town before it gets too hot, but after I take a shower,” Justin said as he lifted the sheets and took a whiff. Brian chuckled as Justin wrinkled his nose in disgust. “I think we wore out the sheets already.”

“No kidding. Well, the sooner we get out of here the faster the maid will come in and fix the bed.”

Justin nodded, finishing his coffee then heading for their bathroom. By the time he came out, Brian had stripped the bed and was ready to go.

 

*****
 

“It’s nice out,” Justin commented as they strolled hand in hand, not giving a rat’s ass about other people’s opinions. Besides, they weren’t the only same sex couple in town.

“Yes, it is,” Brian agreed behind his dark glasses.

The boys had breakfasted on some of Seamus’ famous berry fruit cocktail and thick slices of buttered toast. Well, Justin did, Brian stuck with the fruit and one slice of dry toast. Then they were ready to take in the sights or just enjoy the day.

They were walking towards the fort when Justin turned to face Brian. “Thank you.”

“For what, Sunshine?”

“For bringing me here. We’ve been here for less than twenty-four hours and I already feel so much better. My stomach’s been tied up in knots for weeks now.”

“I know. Even Lindsay’s been bitching at me. She seems to think that I can wave a magic wand over you and instantly fix you,” Brian smirked behind his shades.

“Your ‘wand’ does appear to have magical qualities,” Justin said with a smile.

“So true,” Brian retorted nonchalantly. “A stud’s work is never done,” he added with a put upon sigh.

“You’re so full of it,” Justin commented as he purchased the admission tickets for the fort.

“Not yet,” Brian stated as he leaned down to whisper into Justin’s ear. “But maybe tonight I will be,” Brian purred sending shivers up Justin’s spine. “You’re so easy,” Brian laughed, throwing his arm over Justin’s shoulder as they walked under the arched entranceway and into the fort.

 

*****
 

“I wonder how Bree is getting along?” Justin asked as they cooled off in a local sweet shop with ice cream and sorbet.

“Why don’t you call her and find out,” Brian suggested. “You know you want to and we do have these marvelous things called cell phones,” Brian snarked. Justin pitched a balled up napkin at his spouse before taking out his phone. Brian smiled sweetly at Justin as he had another spoonful of his raspberry sorbet.

“Hi, John. We’re fine. How’s... Baby Girl!” Justin said enthusiastically into the phone. Brian just shook his head. Like father like daughter, separated for less than a day and yet they both carry on as if they hadn’t seen each other for years. Brian smiled, imagining Bree jumping up and down, tugging on John’s sleeve, demanding to speak with her Daddy.

“Someone wants to say hello,” Justin said after a while, handing his phone to Brian.

“Hey, Squirt, you behaving for Uncle John?”

“Oh yes, Dada! Is the vacation working?”

“Yes, it is,” Brian replied with confidence.

“That’s good. You take good care of my Daddy,” Bree commanded.

“I promise I will,” Brian assured his daughter.

“I know you will, Dada. I love you, Dada.”

“I love you too, Squirt. Have fun with Ashley.”

“I will. Here’s Uncle John,” Bree said as she handed the phone back to her uncle. Brian could hear her running back out calling for Ashley.

“I take it she’s having fun with Ashley?” Brian asked John.

John laughed. “They’ve been attached at the hip since Susanna dropped her off last night. She’s a great kid. How’s everything?”

“Hot.”

“Is that your commentary regarding the weather or the sex?” John laughed.

“Both,” Brian replied.

“Keep up the good work,” John said.

“I will,” Brian assured his brother before they hung up.

“She sounded happy to hear from us,” Justin commented.

“Of course she’s happy to hear from us, we’re her bestest parents.” Brian gave Justin a smug smile. Justin laughed at Brian’s antics making Brian’s heart soar.

“What did you promise her?”

“To take good care of you. And am I?”

“Yes, you are; the very bestest of care,” Justin stated making Brian smirk.

“Are you finished?” Brian asked indicating the ice cream.

“I’m done.”

“Then let’s walk it off,” Brian suggested. They left the sweet shop, slowly walking toward the older more residential part of the town.

“Everything is so peaceful,” Justin observed. Brian nodded. “It kinda reminds me of our lane.”

“A little. Not as hot of course.” Brian meant the weather.

“Mmm. We could have stayed at home.”

“No, we couldn’t have,” Brian stated sternly.

“Why?” Brian’s tone made Justin stop in his tracks and look at Brian.

“Because, as much as we would have promised ourselves not to answer the phone or tend to any business or handle a Bree crisis or a lane happening or any of the other thousands of things that could possibly happen with our cwazy wittle family, taking you away seemed to be the best choice. It’s a vacation, meaning to vacate, to get away and I don’t give a shit if we become bored to tears, we’re staying here for at least a week, maybe longer. I have open return tickets.”

“You did this all for me?” Justin asked, his blue eye shimmering with unshed tears. Brian gently palmed the side of Justin’s face, swiping his thumb across the cheekbone.

“I’d do anything for you, Sunshine,” Brian murmured solemnly. Justin leaned into Brian’s hand, his eyes darting around for a brief second. He leaned up to peck Brian’s lips, the unsaid promise of more shining in the deep blue eyes.

Brian nodded then they continued their walk.
 

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