Sins of the Father
Chapter 1
"Two weeks."
"Yes, two weeks."
"Two WHOLE
weeks."
"Yes, two whole weeks."
"Two whole weeks
without Bree."
"Yes, two whole weeks without Bree."
"I don't think I can do this."
"Yes, you can."
"Two."
"Uh huh."
"Two weeks."
"What part of two weeks vacation
don't you understand? We have one week in
"I know all that but..."
"No buts, except for yours on that
plane."
"But..."
"But nothing. It's our fifth wedding anniversary which means we've
been together for
about fifteen years. Now move your ass and get on that
plane!"
"Fuck!"
"Brian Kinney, if
you don't board that plane, you will not be getting any for the next two weeks. Maybe longer."
"Low blow, Sunshine, withholding
conjugal marital rights."
"And that includes low blows!"
"Oh all right. This is me boarding
the plane but I'm calling the Squirt every chance I get, Bossy bottom."
"I know you will. Bri,
trust me, the time will fly and I promise to keep you so busy you won't have
time to miss her."
"We've never been away from her for
so long. Do you think she'll forget me, us?"
"No, you big smoosh.
She won't forget you. You're her Dada; she loves you. She couldn't possibly
forget you."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Justin gave Brian a discreet peck on the
lips then ushered his spouse on the plane for the first leg of their second
honeymoon. As they settled into their first class seats, Justin recalled the
events of the past eight months.
It was just after Labor Day and Briana's christening that Justin and the family were
introduced to JP Taylor and his sister Katerina. They
learned that the American
In the meantime Katerina
had been volunteering at Hunter's clinic and working for Kinnetik.
Briana fell in love with Katerina
and adopted her new 'aunt.' Katerina volunteered to babysit,
and Bree had been picking up Spanish. Craig's scenes
and outbursts were long forgotten. The family celebrated a myriad of birthdays
including Patrick's fifth and Briana's third and a
bevy of holidays in between.
Since this was going to be their fifth
wedding anniversary, Justin decided he was going to be in charge of the
festivities. It fell on a Friday this year and Justin had
And now they were on their honeymoon,
correction, second honeymoon. And Justin could hardly keep from bouncing in his
seat. Two weeks of Brian all to himself.
Justin stole looks at his spouse as the
plane began to taxi to the runway. Brian quickly turned off his cell after
saying his umpteenth goodbye to their daughter. Justin hid his laughter. Brian
looked so sad. Brian wanted to go on vacation. They deserved it, but it nearly
broke his heart to be away from his precious Squirt. Justin decided to put his
lover out of his misery.
"Bri?"
"Hmm?" Brian sighed.
"If I let you in on a little secret,
do you promise to pretend to be happy about our trip?"
"I am happy, it's just..."
"I know, big guy, so here's the
secret. After our week in
"Thank you, Sunshine. I love you so
much."
"Backatcha, big guy. I know the one week away from her will be difficult
enough but I really want some time alone with you. And while I have no problem
with you parading around naked in front of Bree, I
don't need her to be exposed to everyone else's naked parts. We can do Orlando
and Disney when she's older and can really appreciate it.
"I know I will, Sunshine. Since when
have you gotten so organized and so sneaky? I didn't have a clue."
"Learned it all from the
master," Justin commented smugly as he held Brian's hand as the plane took
off.
As soon as they cleared the jetway, Brian had his cell phone
out and was calling Bree. He talked to her as they
walked the length of the hall that led to the trains that would transport them
to the main terminal at
"I miss you, Squirt
you too?
Daddy and I will see you in seven wake-ups
are you wearing your new dress?
Uncle John put it on for you?
do you like it?
that's good, Squirt
I love you
we have to go on a train now, so I'll say
goodbye."
Justin laughed as Brian put away his
phone. "Trust you to ask her what she's wearing," he chuckled as he
elbowed Brian. They got onto the monorail for the short ride to the terminal.
"I bought that dress for Bree to wear so she'd think of me while I was gone,"
Brian said seriously.
"She's not going to forget you."
"You don't know that."
"I do, but I don't want to argue with
you. I just want to get to the hotel and relax."
"Relax? Did you say relax?"
"I did," Justin said looking
strangely at Brian. "Don't you want to relax?"
"I want to fuck," Brian said
close to Justin's ear. That was his only concession to the other people in
their car of the monorail. "Don't you want to fuck?"
"Of course, I do, but can't we relax
too?"
"Later," Brian said waggling an
eyebrow.
"Later," Justin conceded with
one of his Sunshine smiles.
Some time later they were checking in at
the hotel that hosted Gay Days. Brian had to admit that he had never seen so
many fags and dykes together in one place before. He had also rarely been
cruised so often and so blatantly as he had been since
he stepped through the door of the hotel. Almost everyone who passed through
the lobby was giving him the eye, and if not him, Justin. Brian wasn't sure he
liked that part so well.
As Justin finished signing them in, Brian
looked around the hotel lobby. He continually shook his head at the open offers
directed his way, but it made him smile to know that he was still attractive to
young, gay men, even at his advancing age. He gave himself a shake wanting that
thought to disappear into the ether.
The range of people who were attending Gay
Days was rather mind boggling. They covered everything from young and hot to
old and fat, from butch dykes to drag queens, from those looking to get laid to
couples who had obviously been together forever. Just like him and Justin.
Shit! He fell into the married couples category, and the over forty category,
and the non-tricking category - all the things he had vowed he'd never be.
Then he turned and looked at Justin who
smiled that brilliant smile as he received the keys to their suite. And that
made everything all right. He had the best looking man in the place, no matter
what age. He had everything he could have ever dreamed of, and many things he
had never thought possible in his fucked up life. He pulled Justin against him
and gave him one of his best kisses. He could feel himself grow hard and Justin
too.
"What was that for?" Justin
asked breathlessly.
"For being you,
and for what we're going to do upstairs."
"Then let's get going. You made me
hard."
"I know."
"You did that on purpose, didn't
you?"
Brian raised an eyebrow. "You didn't
notice, did you?"
"Notice what?"
"That every guy in the place was cruising you."
"Oh? You mean the ones that weren't cruising you?" Justin laughed. He had felt the vibes.
"They were cruising both of us."
"Too bad we're not into that scene
anymore."
"Aren't we?" Brian asked with a
smirk.
"You mean you want to
" Justin
started to ask while a troubled look crossed his face. Maybe he had made a
mistake bringing Brian to this den of temptation.
Brian grinned. "No, Sunshine,"
he said as the elevator arrived. "I have everything I want right here in
my arms, and it's nice to be able to say that out loud, and kiss you like this,
and get us both hard without worrying about what people will think."
"They're thinking that we're so
lucky," Justin smiled.
"And they're right."
*****
"So, my little Sunshine, what shall
we do first?"
"You mean after I catch my breath and
take another shower?"
"Are you implying that I wore you
out?"
"I'm implying nothing. I'm merely
stating that if you intend to have my ass like that on a regular basis while
we're here, then number one, I brought my sunscreen and bathing suit for
nothing. And number two, I'll need a wheelchair by the time we check out. And
you can stop looking so smug."
"I'm not trying to be smug. But if I
can keep a beautiful young thing like you satisfied after all this time
together, then I can't help the way I look. I'm happy, Justin, hot sex aside.
I'm happy and that's all because of you."
"Oh Brian," Justin cooed as he
crossed the room and went into his partner's waiting arms.
"I love you so much. Happy Anniversary, big guy."
"Happy Anniversary, Sunshine."
Brian sighed as he held onto Justin, resting his chin on top of Justin's head.
There they stood for a few moments until Brian got himself together then gently
pushed Justin back and moved them both toward the bathroom. "Come on; we
can shower together then hit the pool. I want to work on my tan."
"Okay. Um, Bri?"
"Yeah?"
"What bathing suit did you bring with
you?"
"I brought a few of them."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, that one I got from Ted and my
black Speedo."
"Uh huh."
"And my cut offs. As silly as it
sounds, I really don't like swimming in a pool. Chlorine is bad for my
skin."
"Hmm. And which one were you planning to wear now?"
"My cut offs."
"Good," Justin said with a very
relieved sigh as they got into the shower. The cut offs were skimpy enough.
*****
"This sucks. And I don't mean that in
a positive life affirming way," Justin grumbled.
"Oh man up, Justin."
"Man up! You have some nerve telling
me to man up. You're not the one sitting under an umbrella, wearing a hat and
slathered to within an inch of your life in sunscreen, SPF 1002! Man up! Fuck
you, Kinney!" Brian tried very unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his
face. But the
"What would you like to drink,
Justin?"
"Huh?"
"I said what would you like to drink?
The bar's right over there, I'll get you whatever your little heart
desires."
"You mean, the great Brian fucking
Kinney would make like a cabana boy and get me a drink?"
"No, he'd probably snap his fingers
and command someone else to do it. But Brian Kinney-Taylor would do anything
his Sunshine wanted. So what'll you have?" Brian's eyes twinkled in the
sun with love for his Sunshine.
"Water, just a bottle of water,"
Justin managed to squeak out without shedding any tears.
Brian jumped up from his lounge chair, gave Justin a kiss then scurried to do his bidding.
"God, I love that man," Justin
mumbled to himself as he watched his gorgeous spouse saunter away toward the
bar. Justin closed his eyes for a second and began to relax.
"Is he your daddy?" Justin
snapped open his eyes to see a young dark haired beauty sitting on a nearby
chair.
"My what?" Justin blinked a few times.
"Your daddy? He's got to be one of the most beautiful men here.
You're hot too. Your first time to Gay Days."
"Um, yeah. You?"
"Nah, my fourth
one. A few of us come down
each year. You never know when you may get lucky and catch yourself a real
daddy. But I think you're the one who got lucky this year. He is one fine
looking man. You get a chance to fuck yet?"
"Repeatedly."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, we're together."
"Together."
"As in, he's MY partner."
"Wow. How
long?"
"Long?"
"How long have you been together? I
didn't mean his dick, although from what I can see, it must be a long
dick."
"Long enough."
"Excuse me?"
"Fifteen years, we've been together
for fifteen years. Married for five, we're on our second honeymoon."
"Wow, you barely look twenty-five, he must have robbed the cradle." Just then Brian
came back with two bottles of water.
"Actually, he jumped from the cradle
into my arms," Brian snarked then with an arch
of his eyebrow he enquired about the twink.
"Who's your little friend, dear?"
"We didn't exchange names,"
Justin replied.
"Much better that
way," Brian snarked as he handed Justin his
water. Justin was trying to
think of a polite way of asking the young man to leave when the kid got up.
"I'm here for the whole week so if
you guys want to party, I'm available."
"I bet you are," Brian whispered
as he took a sip of water. "It was nice chatting with you; maybe we'll do
it again sometime. Right now I have a serious date with the back of my
eyelids." Brian slid a pair of sunglasses on his nose,
wiggled himself comfortable on his chaise then pretended to go to sleep.
"Bye," said the young man,
slightly disappointed.
"Bye," said Justin as he watched
the young man swish away.
"I can't leave you alone for a minute,
can I, Sunshine?"
"Me? He wanted to know if you were my
daddy."
"And you said yes."
"No, you big goof, I did not say yes.
I said we were together."
"How long?" Brian sat up to look at Justin.
"What?"
"For how long did you say we were
together? What did you think I was asking?"
"Fifteen years," Justin
answered, ignoring the last part of Brian's question.
"Good." Brian laid back down
reaching out for Justin's hand. "Good," he repeated as Brian found
what he sought. With hands clasped, Brian in the sun, Justin in the shade, the
lovers fell peacefully asleep.
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