Sins of the Father

Chapter 5

Some time later Justin woke Brian. "You've been in the sun long enough. I slathered you with sunscreen, but you either need to turn over or go inside."

"Thanks, Sunshine, let's go upstairs."

"How's your head?"

"Much better. I think I'm actually feeling like a fag again. I was thinking that if they didn't stop lining up I'd have to convert."

"To what, a dyke?" Brian nodded. "You have really lost it now, Kinney."

"I told you they really got to me."

"But they will all be so grateful that you didn't let them waste their money.

"I should get a cut for all the business I swung for the ring guy."

"My hero," Justin giggled as they got on the elevator.

"I need a shower," Brian said sniffing his armpit.

"Take a bath. It will relax you, and maybe we could…"

"You're thinking about that damn dildo, aren't you?"

"Maybe," Justin grinned.

"I'm not nearly drunk enough for that."

"Then, let me take you out to dinner and ply you with liquor," Justin said with a leer.

"I could be persuaded."

"Good, come on," Justin replied grabbing Brian's hand and pulling him into the suite.

While Brian took a long shower, Justin called the concierge to see where they might go for drinks and a good meal. He decided on Fulton's Crab House in Downtown Disney. Brian might not like the Disney part, but he would love the crab, and the restaurant was supposedly decked out like a turn of the century paddle boat. He made the reservation.

When they got into the cab and Justin told the driver Downtown Disney, Brian let out an audible groan, and not the good kind. "Are you trying to drive me over the edge?" he asked Justin.

"No."

"Then why are we going to Disney?"

"It's not Disney; it's Downtown Disney."

"Big fucking difference! If you're taking me to McDonald's there isn't enough liquor in the state of Florida to make me enjoy it."

"Asshole," Justin muttered with a little jab to the ribs for his husband.

"Whereabouts do you want to go in Downtown Disney? It's quite a big place," the driver said.

Justin looked at his watch. "As near to Fulton's as you can get."

Brian's ears perked up at that. "What's Fulton's?"

"You'll find out in a few minutes," Justin said. "It's a surprise."

They got out of the cab with Justin paying the driver who told him which direction to go to find Fulton's. Justin led them in that direction.

"Look at the old paddle wheeler," Justin said pointing to what he was sure was Fulton's although they couldn't see the sign yet.

"Interesting," Brian replied wondering where Justin was taking him.

"That's our restaurant," Justin said with a smile.

"It is?"

"Yep. It's a crab house. I know you like crab."

Brian pulled Justin against him. "Thanks," he whispered. "After the afternoon I had, I really couldn't have faced McDonald's."

"After 15 years why would you even think I would do that to you?"

"For the first ten you would have,"

"Well, maybe," Justin conceded.

They had a nice dinner with three bottles of wine and a brandy after the meal. Brian still was very mobile when they left. It took a lot to get him drunk. They walked through the village but Brian declared a lot of the shops to contain crap and they soon caught a cab back to the hotel.

"Do you know a liquor store along the way, or one nearby where we could stop?" Justin asked the cab driver.

"Yeah, I can take you to one," the man replied.

When they pulled into an ABC Liquor, Justin hopped out and ran inside while Brian stayed in the cab. He returned shortly with a large bag under his arm.

"You really want to try out that dildo, don't you, Sunshine?" Brian whispered as he pulled Justin close to him.

Justin blushed and nodded. "We've never done that before."

Brian stared at his husband. Even after all this time, he had to be in the right frame of mind to let Justin top him, or he had to know intrinsically that it was what Justin needed in order to let that happen. They had dildos at the loft and at the cottage, but usually he used them on Justin. He was sure there was probably a double headed one in the collection, but he had never used it in the way that Justin wanted to use the one that he had purchased. Now, however, it looked like that was exactly what he had committed to doing.

They pulled up to the hotel and Brian and Justin got out.

"Want to go to the bar and get a few drinks?" Brian asked leaning against Justin.

"You're just trying to put this off."

"Maybe," Brian admitted. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Oh yeah!"

Brian frowned. It looked like he was trapped by his own words. "I hope you got at least one bottle of Beam in that bag."

"Two."

"Good boy."

They headed up to their suite where Justin poured Brian a tumbler full of Beam. Brian started to down it as he watched Justin unwrap the dildo. He let out a groan.

"You're going to have to fuck me first," he told Justin. "I'll never take that thing up the ass unless you loosen me up first."

"Happy to oblige," Justin said starting to strip. Halfway through taking off his clothes, he stopped and looked at the dildo. "Um, Brian, exactly how do we use that thing?"

"Huh?"

"I … I can't picture how we'll make it work with me and you joined together."

"Kids! Christ! Do I have to explain everything?"

Justin felt his face fall. He was still a stupid kid in Brian's eyes.

Brian saw the look on Justin's face and realized how his words would have sounded to Justin. Sometimes he was still a fucking idiotic asshole. "Sunshine," he said softly. "Come here." Justin slowly walked towards Brian who had polished off his tumbler of Beam. He pulled Justin onto his lap. "That was the fucking liquor talking … and my apprehension about this whole thing. I want you to fuck me into the mattress and then I'll walk you through the dildo stuff step by step. Okay?"

"Okay," Justin said softly.

"You'll always be my naïve little virgin," Brian chuckled. "And that's just the way I like you." He kissed Justin's cheek and then his lips, getting them both hard.

"And you'll be my not so naïve virgin, since you've never done this before."

"Okay, that works for me." And they were away to the races.

Top, bottom, it was a choice or preference that gay men made. Some men loved, craved the feeling of a long thick cock pounding away inside them and some men craved doing the pounding. And while Justin, by nature was a top, his love of and his addiction to Brian Kinney made Justin the bottom in their relationship 95% of the time. Brian rarely chose to bottom and when he did, it was only for Justin. There was no other man in the world than Justin that could make Brian Kinney roll over. Brian was in love with Justin. If Justin wanted to play with a new toy, then so be it. Brian would do it. Justin made love to Brian long and slow. When he finished Brian was loose and purring like a satisfied kitten.

"Brian," Justin cooed into Brian's ear as he gently withdrew but remained lying on Brian's back.

"Mmm?"

"You feel good?"

"Mmm hmm."

"Um, how do we do this?" Brian felt his Justin 'blanket' quake slightly as he spoke.

Justin was nervous and becoming chilled in the coolness of their room. Brian rolled so that he and Justin could face each other. He gently swiped a sweat soaked lock away from Justin's eyes. Brian began his lecture on big Double Headed Dildos 101.

"If we were the same height, we'd lube up, get on our hands and knees and kind of back onto the thing."

"But we're not the same height. Your legs are so much longer than mine."

"I know, Sunshine." Brian kissed the tip of his lover's nose. "We're going to do this while we lie down on our sides. Or I can be on my back, you can fuck me with it and then I can hold it while you ride the other end. The fucking thing is long enough. We have many possibilities." Brian waggled his eyebrows at Justin. Justin blushed a deep red.

"God, I love you," Brian exclaimed as he took Justin's flushed face into his hands, kissing him deeply. After fifteen years, Brian still had the ability to make Justin blush. It was one of his most endearing qualities. "I love you so much."

"Will you still feel it as I'm riding it?" Justin whispered shyly.

"Something this big, I'll feel it into next week." Justin's eyes became huge black orbs with a corona of blue.

"Okay." Justin buried his face into Brian's neck and lapped at his salty skin. "Lube me up, Bri. I want to feel it into next week too." Brian moaned as he reached for the lube to take his spouse on the ride of his life.

*****

"Holy fucking shit!" Brian squeaked out. "That was so fucking hot. You are incredible, Sunshine, and I think I'm going to spend tomorrow right here in bed. You okay? You didn't get hurt, did you?"

"I'm a little sore but a good sore. Why haven't we done that before?" Justin had come hard and was still feeling the aftershocks of his orgasm.

"Because, my insatiable little sex bunny, you might have killed me. Some toys can be lethal." Justin gave Brian a little sexy pout. "But, on the other hand, what a way to go."

"Brian, when can we do this again?" Justin asked in a lusty breathy voice.

"You have got to be kidding me?" Brian said while studying his lover's face. "You're not kidding. I'll make you a deal. Let me sleep all day and maybe we can play with this thing tomorrow." Justin made a low growl and snuggled closely into Brian's arms.

"Can I watch you blow it?"

"What?"

"You give the best blow jobs in the whole world but I can't keep my eyes open when you blow me and I certainly don't want to watch you blow someone else. So, can I watch you go down on the dildo?"

"Are we in Florida or are we on Fantasy Island?"

"Please, Bri?"

"You know I can't say no to you. Sleep now, fun and games later." Brian yawned and tightened his arms around Justin.

"Sex bunny?"

"Shh, a term of endearment."

"Oh...night, Bri."

"Night, Sunshine. Happy Anniversary."

"Happy Anniversssss..." The boys were out for the count.

*****

Brian awoke with a twinge in his ass as he tried to turn over. Justin was conked out beside him. He studied his husband for a minute. Last night's experience had been … interesting … intense … unlike anything he had ever done.

He sat up slowly hoping to keep too much pressure from his sore bottom. He shook his head. The things he did for Justin Taylor! He couldn't believe that he had actually taken part in Double Headed Dildo 101. Sure, he had been drunk, but he had ended up being as turned on as Justin. They had done such incredible things to each other.

Brian shifted again sliding to the side of the bed. He needed to pee. His ass cried out as he tried to stand. Now he understood when Justin walked bowlegged some mornings after he had given him a particularly severe workout. He hobbled to the bathroom.

Standing at the toilet and watching the stream of urine disappear into the water, a strange thought came to him.

Christmas Eve 2014

"Come on, Brian, let's go to Babylon for a few hours," Justin pleaded.

"I don't want to go anywhere."

"You're no fun at all."

"We can't leave Bree."

"John and Bobby will be happy to look after her. I'm feeling restless."

"Come on then."

"You'll go."

Brian shook his head. "I'm going to take you to the bedroom and fuck that restlessness into next year."

"Briiaan!"

"I don't want to go to Babylon."

"Then … um … can I top?"

"I'm not in the mood for that either."

"Why do you get to decide everything?" Justin demanded suddenly feeling angry and put upon.

"I don't decide everything."

"Everyone knows you're the older one, the dominant one, the rich one, the top."

"So?"

"So, sometimes I would like to be the … top."

"You're tops with me."

"Glib answers aren't going to cut it."

"Justin."

"Fuck it! We won't go to Babylon. We'll stay right here just like you want. We'll do every fucking thing your way. Take your best shot at fucking me into total agreement with everything you decide."

And Brian had. He thought he had done a masterful job of it too, but it hadn't solved the problem. He had merely postponed the inevitable. And last night Justin had got his way. He was really the instigator, even though Brian had to teach him some things. Justin was a quick study, always had been, and last night was no exception. Justin had tried anything and everything. He had led Brian places that he never thought he would go. Justin had led them to the brink and over, and Brian had let him, had actually enjoyed it.

Brian couldn't help but wonder what this meant for the long term. Would their relationship ever be the same?

"Brian?"

"Yeah," Brian replied shaking off his dick.

"Are you okay?"

"I … guess," Brian said as he walked out of the bathroom.

"That doesn't sound very certain. Did I hurt you?"

"That's usually my line."

"Yeah, it is, but it feels kind of cool for me to be saying it."

Brian raised an eyebrow. "No shit?"

"My ass is majorly sore. How is yours?"

"Times ten. I'm the top, remember," he added hoping that Justin did remember.

"I know, and thanks for doing that with me. It was awesome."

"Yeah, awesome," Brian added trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.

"Didn't you enjoy it?" Justin asked with a frown. He wasn't sure what he had heard in Brian's voice.

"Didn't I sound like I did?"

"Yeah, you did," Justin said with a little smile. "But now you don't seem so enthusiastic about it."

"Don't I?"

"No, you don't. Is something wrong?"

"What makes you think that?"

"Your tone."

"I'm just not as drunk as I was last night."

"Brian…?"

"Let it go."

"Tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing," Brian averred hoping that that might be the truth.

"Can't you…"

"Let's have a shower. I've got some lotion that should help both our asses."

"That sounds good," Justin said sliding gingerly off the bed.

"Thanks again. I loved last night."

"Right."

Justin frowned as he walked into the bathroom ahead of Brian. He wished Brian could be half as happy as he was about last night.

Brian watched Justin disappear into the bathroom. He wished his husband was only half as thrilled about what they had done the night before. He didn't want to think about the trend that they might have started.

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