Sins of the Father
Chapter 8
Brian pulled out and Justin slumped onto
the bed. They had fucked for the rest of the day and Justin knew he wouldn't be
able to walk, that was if he ever regained enough energy to even stand up. He
just lay sprawled on the bed unable to move.
"Here," Brian said from
somewhere above him."
"Huh?" Justin asked his face
stuck in a pillow, and no energy to turn his head to
see what Brian was talking about.
"Drink this."
"What?" Justin groaned and then
he yelped as Brian touched the bottom of a bottle of water from the little
refrigerator in their room to the left cheek of Justin's ass. "Fuck
you!" Justin cried as he rolled over to see what the fuck Brian was doing.
"Got you to turn over, didn't
I?" Brian smirked. "Drink this. I don't want you getting
dehydrated."
"Christ," Justin griped as he
unscrewed the cap and took a long drink, "if you'd stop fucking me for
half an hour, I could eat and drink and veg
out." Justin fell back on the bed in a true drama queen gesture.
"Hey, you said this was a total sleep
fuck sleep day, and I'm just complying with what we agreed on."
"I don't seem to remember all that
much sleeping, and I thought we could stop at least
long enough to eat," Justin moaned.
"Not part of the deal," Brian
smirked trying not to laugh at the histrionics of his husband. However, Brian
did feel a little guilty about wearing Justin's ass out. They had been at it
for hours. "Let's take a shower," Brian suggested.
"Nooo,"
Justin groaned. "You'll just fuck me in there."
"I promise I won't," Brian said
taking some pity on his poor husband's ass. "Besides, it stinks to high
heaven in here, and so do we." Brian stuck his nose in his armpit to bring
home the point.
"If I make the effort to get up and
shower, can we go out to dinner?" Justin whimpered.
"I thought we'd get room service.
It's faster."
"But it does stink in here. If we
went out maybe we could get them to clean up while we're gone."
Brian studied his partner. He was
beginning to realize that Justin wasn't just putting on an act. Brian had
really worn him out. And if the truth be known, Brian wasn't sure he could get
it up again any time soon. He had used up the better part of his energy too.
"Okay," Brian said, "I'll call down and ask them to send the
cleaning crew in an hour. Will you come take a shower if I do that?"
"If you help me
up."
Brian chuckled. Justin had the drama queen
act down pat. "Yes, dear. You lie there and
gather your strength, and your big, strong man will place the call to
housekeeping."
Justin flipped Brian the bird, but didn't
move otherwise. He lay on the bed watching Brian coerce housekeeping into
coming up and cleaning their suite even though it was after hours.
"Done," Brian said setting the
phone back in the cradle. "Get up."
"I can't," Justin moaned rolling
to the side and burying his face in his pillow.
"Justin," Brian said ominously.
"I'm not kidding," Justin said.
"I don't think I can stand up."
"I'll help you." Brian took
Justin's hand and rolled him over. He placed Justin's legs over the side of the
bed and gently pulled Justin into a sitting position. Justin groaned and winced
as his sore ass took most of his weight. "Upsey
daisy," Brian said gently as he pulled Justin to his feet. Justin leaned
against him as they walked towards the bathroom. He whimpered with each step.
"I'm sorry, baby," Brian cooed knowing that he really had creamed
Justin's ass in more ways than one.
"Am I getting old?" Justin asked
as Brian turned the water on. "I used to be able to keep up with
you."
Brian snorted. "Hell, most of the
time, you were way ahead of me. I was hanging on for dear life more than
once."
"Really?" Justin asked a trace of his smile returning.
"Really," Brian said as he
pulled Justin under the spray. He began washing his husband taking special care
with his sore bum. Justin leaned against Brian loving the feeling of the warm
water and Brian's gentle hands. When they were clean, Brian dried off his
compliant husband and applied some cream to his ravished pucker.
Justin purred at the feel of the soothing
cream. "Thanks," Justin said as Brian finished up.
"You feel better?"
"Yeah, I really was exhausted."
"Then we better get you some food
before you pass out," Brian said with a frown. "Can you make it
downstairs for dinner?"
Justin nodded. "I just want to get
out of here for a while."
Brian quickly dressed while it took Justin
a little longer. Even material against his ass caused him to wince. While he
was waiting for his husband, Brian made a quick call to the cottage to speak to
Bree before she was put to bed. The little girl was
happy to hear from her fathers, but she wanted to see them even more. Brian
promised her it would only be a couple more get ups before they would see her.
Reluctantly Brian hung up, wishing Bree was there
with them now.
They were just leaving their room when the
housecleaning person arrived. Brian handed her twenty dollars and asked her to
do an extra special good job.
They headed to the lobby where they met
Ken and Simon. "Come with us to the luau," Simon said. "There's
going to be hula dancers," he added with his most lascivious grin.
Brian groaned inwardly,
and then even more as he heard Justin say," Sure."
"I was pitying
your poor ass, and now I'm going to have to make it pay after this."
It was Justin's turn to groan, but he
managed to add, "You'll have to catch me first." There was a decided
twinkle in his eye.
"Feeling better, Sunshine?"
"Yeah, I'm glad to be out among the
living."
"Hey!" Brian said with mock
distress.
Justin giggled and elbowed Brian in the
ribs as they made their way to the patio area where the luau was taking place.
The rain had stopped and it was rather humid, but there was Hawaiian music
playing and the area was quite full.
"I hope they have a table," Ken
said with a frown.
Brian saw the maitre d' and waved him
over. Brian stepped up to the man and whispered in his ear. Justin saw money
change hands. Trust Brian Kinney to buy what he wanted. He would never wait for
a table.
"It'll just be a couple of
minutes," Brian said with a smile.
They saw a flurry of activity off to the
right, and then the maitre d' was back to escort them to their table. He
whispered something to Brian. Then Brian pulled out a chair nodding towards
Justin. "This one's for you, Sunshine," he said.
Justin walked around the table and saw a
big soft cushion sitting in the chair. He sat down carefully letting out a sigh
of relief at the softness of the seat. "Thanks," he said with one of
his beautiful smiles.
"No problem, Sunshine," Brian
said pushing in Justin's chair.
"Why do you call him Sunshine?"
Ken asked.
"Didn't you see that smile?"
Brian smirked.
"Oh," Ken said, immediately
understanding.
Brian ordered a round of Mai Tai's when
the waiter came over. They might as well stick with the Hawaiian theme.
Justin tapped Brian's arm. "I really
need to eat something."
"It's a fucking buffet," Brian
groaned looking around. Justin blushed at Brian's reaction. "I'll get you
some pupus," Brian said tongue in cheek. He
smiled at Justin as he stood up. "Why don't you come with me, Simon?"
"Um … sure. What the hell are pupus?"
he asked as he followed Brian.
Justin giggled. "Do you know what pupus are?" Ken shook his head.
The Mai Tai's had arrived by the time
Brian and Simon returned, each with a plate of shrimp, satay
skewers, egg rolls and vegetables with a little pot of a purplish sort of
sauce. "Pupus," Brian smirked holding the
plate out to Justin.
"Oh, hors d'oeuvres," Justin
chuckled. Justin dug into the chicken satay and some
of the shrimp. "What's the purple stuff?" he asked.
"Dip a couple of fingers in it and
taste," Brian said.
Justin did as directed and then made a
face. "It tastes like wallpaper paste."
"That's what everybody always
says," Simon laughed. "I wonder how many people have actually tasted
wallpaper paste."
"It's called two fingered poi,"
Brian said, "because it sticks to two fingers in a clump."
They all looked at Brian like he had a
second head. Brian merely nibbled on some vegetables and smirked.
"He knows stuff like that,"
Justin said with a shrug.
Brian continued to sip his Mai Tai.
"Ready for something more substantial?" he asked Justin after a
while.
"I'll come and get something,"
Justin said.
"Allow me," Brian grinned.
"I know what you like."
Justin couldn't help but beam another one
of his sunshine smiles. He loved a solicitous Brian. The dinner went quickly
with Brian and Simon serving each course to their mates. Justin couldn't
remember a time when he had felt more looked after and honored.
As people were getting coffee and desserts
the emcee announced that the hula dancers would be performing next. Once
everyone was settled the girls came out and performed the classic Hawaiian
hula. They then did some of the more energetic Tahitian hula which has a much
faster hip action. The act was well received and ended with loud applause as
they left.
The emcee then announced that they had a
special treat for all the people attending the luau. Out came the drag queens
from the Bingo the other night. Only this time they were dressed as hula
dancers. They couldn't do the hula worth a damn, but they sure played it up and
had the audience rolling in the aisles with laughter. Even Brian seemed to
enjoy their antics.
When the entertainers were done a small
group of lesbians who had been making lots of catcalls at the dancers
approached Brian's table.
"Brian," one of them said.
"Come join us at the lesbian pool."
"Lesbian
pool?" Brian asked
looking slightly green at the thought.
"We want to show you how much fun we
lesbians can have," she laughed.
"Believe me, I don't want to
know," Brian shuddered.
The lesbians laughed and pulled on Brian's
arm. "Come on, please," they all chorused.
Brian looked to Justin for help, but
Justin merely shrugged and said, "Why not?"
The lesbians clapped as Brian and Justin
stood up. Brian grabbed Justin's cushion and allowed himself to be dragged away
to one of the hotel's pools. It had been designated the lesbian pool. The women
got Brian and Justin situated at a table by the pool and ordered more Mai
Tai's. Brian made sure his husband had the soft cushion to sit on.
The two women with their dogs in the pink
baby carriage wheeled their charges over to Justin. Justin petted the dogs once
again making the women very pleased. Someone started taking photos.
"Do you have any children?" one
of the dog owners asked Brian.
"I certainly do," Brian said
proudly.
"Pictures?"
Brian whipped out his wallet and pulled
out pictures of Bree and Gus. The women oohed and aahed.
"What do you do, Brian?" one of
the women asked.
"Advertising. Justin's an artist."
"Oh my," the ladies said
impressed. "May I have one of your cards?" several of them asked. In
turn Brian received some of theirs. He was quite impressed by the jobs that
several of them held. He wondered if he might just get some business out of
this evening. He had to admit that he was enjoying himself more than he ever
thought possible while surrounded by lesbians.
*****
Craig Taylor was looking through the local
newspaper when he noticed a write-up about some recently uncovered paintings.
The name Kinney leapt out at him. He started to read. The article explained a
bit about JAB Kinney and his checkered past. It mentioned the other paintings
that had raised money to support "The Farm" which helped troubled
youth.
And near the end of the article was
mention of Patrick Taylor, life partner of Kinney the painter. It also said
that some of
Craig snorted when he read that, but as he
closed the paper, another thought occurred to him. If he was really related to
this JP Taylor who had hunted him down recently, then maybe he was also related
to Patrick Taylor. He might be in line for some of the proceeds from this
artwork.
He folded the paper with a satisfied smile
and leaned back in his easy chair. Maybe these long lost relatives would prove
useful after all.
*****
When Brian and Justin rejoined the luau,
the party was in full swing. The latest techno music was blaring and couples
young and old were up and dancing. Brian, Justin, Ken and Simon were sitting,
relaxing with their Mai Tai's as they watched the younger men suggestively sway in front of potential 'daddies', trying to seduce them.
But most of the 'boys' were just looking to get laid. When the music changed to
some good old fashioned rock and roll, the leather bears were up gyrating to
the beat with their cubs. After several songs, the music changed again. This
time it was music they played at
Justin stood up and pulled Brian into the
middle of the dance area. Brian gently swayed, watching the music take Justin
back to the time when they were all young and beautiful.
Brian smiled, no
one was as beautiful as his Sunshine when the music engulfed him. Brian began
to scrunch and drew Justin closer, a smug knowing smile began its upswing on
Justin's face. Brian's smile slowly transformed into the arrogant smirk he made
famous so long ago. Gay Days was about to be treated to the Brian and Justin
show.
The DJ noted a pair of men, one tall,
dark, sensuous, the other a golden beauty with a look of innocence, dancing in
the middle of the throng of men. The heat of the humid
Brian scrunched down more so that his
groin could grind into Justin's. Justin then twirled in Brian's arms so that
now they were dancing cock to ass. Brian stretched tall as Justin's ass settled
neatly into Brian's crotch. Justin threw back his head against Brian as Brian
ran a hand down Justin's chest, tweaking a nipple then ending in Justin's front
pocket. Brian gently caressed Justin's cock through the fabric as he gave
Justin a love bite where his neck met his shoulder. Brian could feel the
vibration of Justin's moan; Justin could feel Brian's hardness pulsating into
his ass. Brian licked then suckled at that spot behind Justin's ear. Justin
tipped his head to allow Brian better access.
The surrounding couples slowed their
dancing so that they could watch the two uninhibited lovers within their midst.
A few threw themselves in the nearby pool to cool down, a few more snuck off to
intimate corners where they could kiss and grope. And even more just left the
dance floor altogether to return to their rooms, their own passion fueled by
Brian and Justin. Justin turned again and wrapped his arms around Brian's neck,
bringing Brian's mouth within reach. The lovers kissed, deeply and unashamedly.
Their tongues dueled, their hands groped and squeezed, their hard cocks bumped
against each other.
"Brian," Justin moaned out his
lover's name. "Want you, want you now," Justin pleaded.
"No, little boy, I am not that
cruel."
"Please, Bri.
Need to feel you, need to be naked with you. Want to taste you." Brian
gazed into the hooded eyes that were dilated with lust. Brian planted one of
his toe curling kisses on Justin's mouth.
"Make love to me, Justin. Take me to
our suite and fill me with that thick beautiful cock of yours. Take me,"
Brian growled low into Justin's ear.
Justin's eyes widened, then he grabbed
Brian's hand and practically dragged the man off, running back into the hotel.
Simon and Ken chuckled as they witnessed the whole exchange.
"Those two certainly know how to
entertain," Simon quipped to his partner.
"Yes, they do..." Ken looked
into his lover's eyes and smiled. Hand in hand Simon and Ken strolled back into
the hotel and to their own room.
Justin pushed the button for the elevator, then pushed it again and again. He bounced on his
toes, impatiently waiting. When the doors finally slid open, Justin shoved an
amused Brian into the car, then he pushed the button
for their floor. As they rode up, Justin maneuvered Brian against one wall of
the elevator. Pulling at his lover's neck, Justin kissed Brian deeply. Brian
drank in the flavors of his lover mixed with Mai Tai. They moaned into each
other's mouth. Finally the car arrived at their floor, and with their keycard
in his hand, Justin prodded his spouse down the hall and into their room.
Justin's style of lovemaking was quite the
opposite of Brian's. Whereas Brian was passionate, a fury of arms and legs, all
consuming as he made love with every fiber of his being, Justin was a slow
lover, gently methodical with his own passion. He could never 'take' as Brian
had asked. But then sometimes the offer was too good to turn down.
Justin slapped the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the outer handle as he slammed the door
shut. Brian smirked, chuckling to himself, he could see Justin's lust and
passion rise. Brian ran toward the bedroom, throwing off his clothes, Justin
closely following. By the time they hit the sheets, they were naked, dripping
with need. Brian lay back on the bed and took a deep breath. The notorious top
was in for a very welcome and very rough ride.
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